Zhang Jiuying jumped in front of the door and scolded.

"You old thing, don't hide if you have the ability! I'm not afraid of you! ”

"If you dare to ask for my son's life, I, Li Jiuying, will drag you to see the king of Hades even if I die!"

Zhang Xiaohan didn't know what was going on at that time.

I only remember that Zhang Jiuying was closed for seven days, and there was no smoke in the cooking, and Zhang Xiaohan had a high fever for three days and three nights.

Every night, Zhang Xiaohan dreamed that there was a black shadow on the top of the beam, and the more closely he looked at the black shadow, the bigger it became, and it could be so big that it was boundless.

On the fourth day, a group of people broke into the door, they were dressed very strangely, and they did not know what nationality they were.

Brought two things.

A little girl with the same high fever as Zhang Xiaohan, as delicate as a porcelain doll, does not speak or cry, and her eyes are different from ordinary people.

Ordinary people have white eyes and black eyes, but she has black eyes and white eyes, and she seems to be fascinated by it at a glance.

In addition, there is a large cyan coffin, which is tied with six large cast-iron locks, and it is gloomy.

They made a lot of trouble in the yard, and finally Zhang Jiuying pulled Zhang Xiaohan in front of the girl who was the same age as Zhang Xiaohan, held Zhang Xiaohan's hand and solemnly told Zhang Xiaohan that her name is Luo Shengyi, this time she will exchange your life, and you will have to pay for her life in the future! It doesn't matter what she thinks of you Zhang Xiaohan in the future, anyway, you have to treat her as your daughter-in-law!

Yes, just this Xiaohan has a daughter-in-law who has met once, and it is still wishful thinking.

When they left, they left the big blue coffin in the cellar.

But the miraculous thing is that Zhang Xiaohan's high fever subsided that night, but Zhang Xiaohan dreamed that a lame man with crutches was dressed in sackcloth and limped out of Zhang Xiaohan's door.

He even bowed three times in the direction of the cyan coffin before leaving.

On the fifth day, Zhang Xiaohan was like no one.

But from then on, Zhang Jiuying threw Zhang Xiaohan a basket of old books, what I Ching, plum blossom easy number, six yao, Qimen Shu Dunjia method, Maoshan sword, Sanqing Fu, Heavenly Master Zhengfa and the like......

But Zhang Xiaohan used it for three years, and he only learned the Maoshan sword, the three clear charms, and the plum blossom easy number, and it was still fur.

Zhang Jiuying carried the cigarette gun for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh.

Anyway, Zhang Xiaohan was ignorant, so he scolded in the yard, Zhang Xiaohan vaguely remembered that he scolded all the Maoshan and what swords, and finally said that you really don't want to fight for our Zhang family, why can't you do it, what kind of sword do you learn!

As if the jar was broken, Zhang Jiuying still taught Zhang Xiaohan swordsmanship, as well as runes and plum blossoms.

He shook his head and muttered for three days, this melon baby's swordsmanship is upside down, the talisman and the fortune teller are almost meaningful, but what he learned is the top goods that Lao Tzu snatched from those bastards back then, as long as the ball can be used, Zhang Jiuying still has to say a long sentence and then knock down Zhang Xiaohan's head.

Unconsciously, a year has passed, Zhang Xiaohan still doesn't know what he has been practicing all day long, but Zhang Jiuying is becoming more and more satisfied, saying that Zhang Xiaohan really has a few fart skills, and he was blinded at the time.

This year has just passed September 9.

Zhang Jiuying burned paper money at the gate of the courtyard, because Zhang Xiaohan's mother left on this day.

The Yiren take care of each other, and Chongyang cannot be remembered.

When the fever was late, Zhang Xiaohan went back to the room to sleep, and slept until he was stunned, and suddenly Zhang Xiaohan was picked up and woke up.

Zhang Jiuying carried Zhang Xiaohan to the courtyard.

At night, a blue coffin in the dark courtyard almost scared Zhang Xiaohan into tears, and there were many ever-bright candles lit around, and the shadow shook the big coffin more and more terrifying.

This cyan coffin with six cast iron locks weighs thousands of catties, how did Zhang Jiuying move it from the cellar with his strength?

Zhang Jiuying covered Zhang Xiaohan's head, he burst into tears, but his expression was extremely excited, and his face was red.

pointed to the coffin and said to Zhang Xiaohan.

"Chang Sui, you listen carefully, remember it for me, and you must not forget it in your heart, and you can't forget it until you die."

Zhang Xiaohan nodded, everything in his mind was messed up.

"You can't leave this coffin for the rest of your life."

"You have to take this coffin as your life, so that you can save your daughter-in-law."

After two sentences, Zhang Jiuying kicked out the door with the peachwood sword that was just hanging from the beam of the house for I don't know how many years.

Zhang Xiaohan heard him shouting with a crying voice.

"It's been seven years, why did you come back to see the baby!"

"Jinping, I'm here to find you!"

Zhang Xiaohan's mother's name, Nan Jinping.

This time, it took eight days, and Zhang Xiaohan did not wait for Zhang Jiuying to come back.

Zhang Xiaohan sat next to the cyan coffin, the candle seemed to never burn, and he didn't feel hungry, so he sat there until the courtyard door was kicked open again.

A dusty figure stumbled in.

All the surrounding candles flickered out in an instant.

"Baby, you're here, great, I didn't miss it, I didn't miss it this time, Zhang Jiuying, did you hear it...... This time I finally didn't miss ......"

As he spoke, he cried, wiped away his tears with his dirty sleeves, and then picked up Zhang Xiaohan and walked out.

This is Zhang Xiaohan's half master, Xu Xiao, who is more than ten years older than Zhang Jiuying.

usually calls him Xu Xiao, he is not annoyed, and scolds Zhang Xiaohan with a smile and says that he will have to send him off no matter what.

Gotta big scene, with a golden coffin.

Xu Huang has a carpenter shop in Yanshui County that has a bad façade.

Born in Maoshan, but he knows Maoshan sword, and he basically doesn't know anything else, he can't hit a fart for half a day, and he is often scolded as a god stick.

That's it, I often get drunk and shake my head and say to Zhang Xiaohan, those ordinary people don't know real people, let's work for him, it's a blood loss.

However, he still has some strength, and teaching Zhang Xiaohan the Maoshan Sword is not lost at all, that is, he is strict in his mouth.

Zhang Xiaohan asked him what the black shadow Zhang Xiaohan saw after burning for three days in a row, and who was the lame man in Mai.

He sold it to Zhang Xiaohan, and said that it was a big horror that could not be said and not mentioned, and that lame man still owes your father his life!

As for the cyan coffin and Luo Shengyi, he didn't say a word, and the big yellow teeth with a bright smile refused to breathe, this dead Xu Xiao planned to take these secrets into the coffin.

It's just that every day, two minutes and three minutes after the hour, let Zhang Xiaohan take a bowl of chicken blood and put it in front of the coffin in the basement, be sure to light two white candles, and then sit quietly for half an hour before leaving.

If there is nothing important, it must not be moved.

Zhang Xiaohan has studied magic for so many years, and he can't find any reason, the white candle can still be explained, the white light is in the dark world, and the dead are respectable.

But the chicken's heart and blood are pure and pure, and ordinary filth can't be touched at all.

And Zhang Xiaohan didn't say anything when he meditated for half an hour.

Xu Xiao didn't say anything.

I wonder if this old boy hid a hand from Zhang Xiaohan.

Zhang Xiaohan has been an apprentice under him, and his guidance on the Maoshan Sword is naturally not bad.

Xu Xiao also taught Zhang Xiaohan a good carpentry skill, which is called a skill and will not starve to death, but he never let Zhang Xiaohan get involved in the business of the store.

As for other things such as runes, plum blossoms, etc., they can only rely on the books left by Zhang Jiuying to figure it out little by little.

Until the end of the seventh year of the apprenticeship, Xu Huang asked Zhang Xiaohan mysteriously at breakfast, your kid has learned well, even if he is a teacher, do you do something for the little old man Zhang Xiaohan?

Zhang Xiaohan was happy when he heard it, Xu Xiao, the old boy, finally got his senses, he had nothing to teach Zhang Xiaohan four years earlier, and Zhang Xiaohan was not allowed to mix in the work in the store, and he couldn't go outside.

Zhang Xiaohan asked him what was wrong.

He squinted his eyes and said, can you kid do it? Don't mess up the little old man's business.

Zhang Xiaohan patted his chest and told him: "Big husband, a mouthful of spit and a nail, Xu Xiao, you look at it!" ”

Xu Xiao handed Zhang Xiaohan a red wedding card from the table, telling Zhang Xiaohan to take the peachwood sword and set off when the sun was in the middle of the day, and he must come back before the sunset.

It seems that it is still a partial plan, Zhang Xiaohan suddenly became energetic, this line of work calls those unspeakable things partial, Xu Xiao is doing the business of fishing for partial, otherwise the two of them would have starved to death by relying on carpentry.

After swishing to eat, Zhang Xiaohan was preparing for the guy's business, Xu Xiao kept looking at Zhang Xiaohan with a smile, and the smile was ill-intentioned.

Zhang Xiaohan thought to himself, could this old boy be calculating me?

Hmph, I'm sure I'll clean him up when I get back.

As soon as the sun rose, Zhang Xiaohan took the guy out.

For the first time, Zhang Xiaohan seemed to see Xu Xiao, his smile disappeared at some point, and he turned his back to Zhang Xiaohan and left.