Chapter 22: Seriously Descending into the Red Dust
Hearing Lu Ci's words, he looked at his grandfather's abnormal expression again.
Wang He chuckled in his heart, and suddenly appeared the scene when he first met Zhang Taichu.
The other party really doesn't seem to care about his grandfather and Lu Ci, the two big guys, and even directly ridicules them, using the words of wild dogs as a metaphor!
Thinking of this, Wang He's eyes were red, he didn't want to believe it, his hands tightly grasped Wang Ai's arm on the side, and said in a trembling voice: "I lost my face in front of all the strangers in that martial arts arena today, can't you avenge me, grandpa?" β
"That stinky Taoist priest, is he even more awesome than my Wang family? What is his identity in Longhu Mountain, and what is my identity in the Wang family, I-"
Wang He still wanted to speak, but Wang Ai raised his hand and signaled to stop.
Wang Ai's old eyelids opened and closed, and he sighed: "Good grandson, I can promise you anything, if you want to take revenge on that Taichu, grandpa can also agree." β
"It's just that this matter has to be considered in the long run, and now, we have to endure it a little longer."
When Wang heard this, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he was not satisfied with his grandfather's response.
If someone dared to slap him in the face in the past, I am afraid that it will not take half a day, and that person's two hands will be chopped off and fed to the dogs.
Zhang Taichu, who is only a young man at his age, why is his Wang family so jealous.
Even the contemporary Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei does not dare to be as presumptuous as today's Zhang Taichu!
At this time, Lu Ci, who was leaning on the back chair, laughed at himself again: "If you want to deal with Zhang Taichu, ho ho, you really dare to think about it." β
"How many good hands did my Wang Lu family have back then, and they haven't been killed by him."
"But what about the people, they just waved their sleeves and left, and now after a few decades, they suddenly popped out again, hey, that appearance hasn't changed at all."
"You killed him decades ago, do you want to scare him today? If you're looking for a draw, don't pull me on this. β
After Lu Ci finished speaking, his face was still expressionless, and he just looked directly at the wood on the roof with his blood-red eyes.
Hearing all this, Wang Ji's face stiffened, but his body trembled visibly.
Listening to the meaning of Lu Lao's words, that Zhang Taichu was actually a person of the same era as his great-grandfather Wang Ai.
And they have long had grievances, and his Wang family has suffered a big loss!
Hearing this unknown past, the king was in disbelief.
Zhang Taichu's young face with clear eyebrows resurfaced in his mind, making him only feel ridiculous.
That Zhang Taichu, is it really a rejuvenated old monster?
"Grandpaβ" Wang looked at Wang Ai beggingly.
At this moment, Wang Ai, who was exposed by Lu Ci, became more and more embarrassed, and his past memories were recalled.
When he heard the call of his grandson, he finally let out a long sigh and said in a deep voice: "Good grandson, what your grandfather Lu said is right, that Zhang Taichu is Zhang Zhiwei's junior disciple and also the disciple of the previous generation of Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing - it is really not easy to provoke." β
"But there will always be a way to do everything, and now that time has passed, my Wang family is not the Wang family of the past."
"The face that was thrown out will definitely be returned!"
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Time passes.
It's getting late, and night is falling.
In the YT urban area, which is dozens of kilometers away from Longhu Mountain.
A yellow taxi weaves its way through the bustling neighborhood until it comes to a stop at an intersection.
"Two Dao Masters, the heaven and earth you are looking for is on the left hand side."
As he spoke, the taxi driver couldn't help but look up at the rearview mirror and look at the two handsome figures in the mirror.
"Okay, this heaven and earth are normal, right? I don't go if it's not regular. Zhang Taichu said happily.
"Regular and regular, 288, 388, 488, you can't suffer a loss." Middle-aged drivers are familiar with the road.
"Alright, thank you." Zhang Taichu nodded.
Immediately, he pulled Zhang Lingyu, who was still confused beside him, pushed the car door and walked out.
With a click, Zhang Taichu casually closed the car door.
He stretched, looked at the lively intersection around him, sniffed the aroma of night market stalls in the air, and the corners of his mouth hooked.
A long-lost sense of familiarity came over me.
In the memory of the previous life, the impression of modern life has long been blurred.
Now that he counts, he hasn't seen this urban night scene for more than 90 years!
Thinking of this, Zhang Taichu stood quietly on the city street, but he was a little emotional for a while.
Zhang Lingyu was standing on his side, also looking curiously, the neon-lit cityscape, because he grew up on Longhu Mountain since he was a child, but he rarely went down the mountain.
The master and apprentice stood on the side of the road.
But it made the flow of people who came and went can't help but look sideways.
Some white-collar women passing by were even more brilliant in their eyes, whispering to their companions.
"Look, there's a handsome guy, or two!"
"It's cosplay, those two little brothers are so good-looking."
"I prefer the one with a cinnabar mole on the center of the eyebrows, which is abstinence at first glance, and it is the type I like."
"You still chose to pay it back, I want both."
"Dream on, there's everything in your dreamsβ"
"No, I'm going to take a photo of a passerby and send it to Douyin, who understands it, family-"
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The little girls passing by discussed in a whisper, looked back at the master and apprentice from time to time, and even took out their mobile phones directly, clicked on the master and apprentice for a while to take pictures, and then trotted away excitedly.
on this.
Zhang Lingyu, who had been silent all the way, had a strong doubt on her feminine and handsome face, and finally couldn't help but ask at this moment: "Master, disciple, where is this heaven and earth?" What does it mean to be formal or irregular? β
Hearing this, Zhang Taichu, who was immersed in his memories, came back to his senses, coughed dryly and said: "Today, as a teacher, I want to take you deep into this red dust to see and investigate." β
"You'll know later, don't worry, we're regular."
After speaking, he didn't wait for Zhang Lingyu next to him to react, he grabbed the other party's sleeve, and walked towards a beautifully decorated building in front of him.
On the wall outside the building, there are several large neon signs.
Heaven and earth - bathing city!
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Dragon Tiger Mountain, Heavenly Master's Mansion.
In an antique house, Zhang Zhiwei is sitting cross-legged on a futon, closing his eyes and meditating.
There was a knock on the wooden door of the hut, and then a respectful voice sounded outside.
"Heavenly Master, in my first view, the roof tiles and wall tiles that were destroyed by lightning during the day have all been repaired." The disciple outside the door reported in a low voice.
"Hmm." Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei nodded slightly, and immediately opened his old gaze.
He reconciled his breathing rate, and memories from earlier flooded back into his mind.
"Breaking through a small realm can lead to such a catastrophe, junior brother, where have you come."
Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself, and thought of the scene when the other party took Zhang Lingyu down the mountain in the evening.
I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in this junior brother's gourd.
What method do you plan to use to enter the world with spiritual jade?