Listening to Tian Jinzhong's words, Zhang Taichu fell into memories.

And Zhang Zhiwei's face gradually wrinkled, revealing a little bitterness.

After a long time, Zhang Zhiwei sighed and said: "Jinzhong, many years have passed, but every time I think of what happened back then, I always feel uncomfortable in my heart." ”

"Today, our three brothers are here, I still want to tell you, Jinzhong, I'm sorry for you."

When Tian Jinzhong heard this, he said without hesitation: "Senior brother, what do you have to be sorry for me, but it's all a personal choice." ”

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head, looked at Tian Jinzhong, who needed Rongshan to serve on the side before he could taste tea, and said bitterly at the corner of his mouth: "Back then, Master only told me the news that Huaiyi was going down the mountain and asked me to go and find it. ”

"But I couldn't control my mouth, but I told you the news, and in the end, we went down the mountain together, and I couldn't protect you, so that you were poisoned by gangsters, and suffered for decades, I'm sorry for you."

Tian Jinzhong said: "I said, you have never been sorry for me, some things have long been destined." ”

"Even if you didn't tell me back then, I would find out the truth and find Huaiyi by myself."

Speaking of this, there was silence again in the tea pavilion.

Half a day.

Zhang Taichu said softly: "Between our senior brothers, how can there be real excuses?" Who can say who loses whom? It's long been overdue. ”

"What happened back then, let me say, I was also wrong, the fault was not decisive enough, I didn't go down the mountain in time and make my own choice."

"Otherwise, things wouldn't be so much."

"Maybe he won't lose the big-eared thief, let him wander outside for half his life, and finally die in a foreign land."

Speaking of this, Zhang Taichu's eyes looking up at Mingyue also revealed a little crystalline, with infinite emotion.

When these words fell, Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong were also not calm in their hearts, setting off waves, and the familiar appearance of Zhang Huaiyi appeared in their minds, and gradually disappeared.

Zhang Taichu said again: "Senior brother, yesterday, I chatted with the little doll of Wudang Wang Ye for a long time, and I also knew your intention to arrange this Luo Tian Dajiao.

"Is it really necessary?"

When Zhang Zhiwei heard this, he smiled bitterly: "I can't sit idly by, let there be a second Jiashen rebellion in this world, and I can't let future generations follow in our footsteps." ”

Zhang Taichu said: "So you want the grandson of the big-eared thief to inherit your position as the heavenly teacher, and be bound by the heavenly master for a lifetime, even if you have insight into all the secret truths, you can only keep it in your heart?" ”

Zhang Zhiwei's brows trembled fiercely, and his voice was slightly low: "I couldn't protect Huaiyi back then, but now, I can't let his grandson follow in his footsteps again." ”

"You have also seen Zhang Chulan's doll, she is talented, deep-minded, and has a big grin on the surface, and she is more aggressive than anyone else."

"I mastered the golden light spell and thunder law, but I didn't think that Huaiyi would pass on the Qi body source to him."

"I don't know what Huaiyi thought before he died, but I must not let his grandson be involved in the whirlpool again because of the Eight Wonder Skills, just like back then."

"I want to protect him, and I can't let him find the truth of the year by himself, so I can only use this Heavenly Master to restrain him, and I can also use this Heavenly Master's Mansion to protect him."

Listening to Zhang Zhiwei's words, Zhang Taichu turned his head, but looked at the other party directly and said, "Senior brother, you are becoming more and more like Master." ”

"Thinking too much, worrying too much, no wonder your hair and beard are all white."

Zhang Zhiwei couldn't cry or laugh, and said with a complicated mood: "I am at a different level, I stand from a different angle, and I see different things, but I understand the master and his old man more and more." ”

Zhang Taichu shook his head: "But all this is not so complicated. ”

As he spoke, he stood up, put his sleeves behind his back, and walked down the stairs to the outside of the tea pavilion.

He raised his head: "I said, now that I am out of the customs, then there will be no second Jiashen Rebellion in this world." ”

"Why don't you believe? What do you have to do with so much unnecessary thought? ”

"I'm here."

The clear sound fell, unchanged as it had been decades ago.

In the tea pavilion, Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong, who were already dying, sighed softly, and looked at the little junior brother who only had a back with old eyes, but they were all the same, and their eyes were red.

——

The scene of the bonfire.

The revelry lasted until late at night.

It wasn't until everyone was dedicated, tired, and tired that it was coming to an end.

Some people were completely drunk and fell to the ground drunk.

Those who were still awake hooked their shoulders in twos and threes, or waved goodbye to each other, and headed towards the dormitory.

Zhang Lingyu forgot how she got back to the room, but remembered that along the way, the brain was buzzing, echoing the rhythm of the electronic music on the dance floor.

He never expected that he was glad at the party that he did not stand out in public like Zhang Chulan, so he followed in the footsteps and became the second "central figure" of the entire party.

At this thought, he was distraught and thought more.

Tonight, destined to be sleepless.

——

Time passes, and the full moon moves westward.

The bonfire was gradually dyed, and Zhang Chulan, who was lying on the ground on all fours, was awakened by a sense of urine in a daze.

He sat up abruptly, looked at his sleeping companions, and carefully detoured the way, and relieved himself of his anxiety in a place where no one was around.

It's just that after waking up, his mind is awake, but he can't sleep anymore.

simply sat on a stone, supported his body with his hands behind his back, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and involuntarily remembered again the purpose of his trip to Luo Tian Dajiao.

Immediately afterwards, I remembered what Zhang Taichu reprimanded him yesterday evening.

"Zhang Chulan, what are you afraid of?"

He muttered to himself, recalling his life, as if he had been afraid since he could remember it when he was a child.

Following his father and grandfather, he always avoided people, afraid of being discovered.

was beaten and scolded, and he had to work very hard to learn strange and strange arts, but he couldn't show it in front of people, and he couldn't expose himself.

Later, my grandfather died inexplicably, and my father disappeared, and he was the only one left, so I had to be more careful-

Zhang Chulan sat on the rock, constantly thinking about the first half of his life.

But at some point, there was a sound of relaxed footsteps behind him.

A figure obscured the moonlight, casting a shadow in front of him.

Zhang Chulan's eyes trembled, she looked back, saw the appearance of the person who came, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

"I said Lao Wang, can you not be sneaky, people are scary, scared to death." Zhang Chulan complained casually.

Wang Ye grinned, still with that calm and breezy appearance, leaned on Zhang Chulan's side and sat down, and said casually: "I can't sleep." ”