When the man's eyes came over again, I felt that he looked like an acquaintance.

"Boss, will he know us?"

The man was only a few meters away from us, but he stopped not far away and stared at us blankly.

Zhang Lingchuan glanced at him suspiciously and asked him.

"You know me?"

I saw a hint of mixed emotions in the man's body.

With tears in his eyes, he suddenly bent down and struggled to write on the ground with his fingers.

I looked at the pile of words on the ground, frowned, and recognized only one.

"What yang? What flowers? ”

"What does that mean?"

The moment Zhang Lingchuan looked down and saw those words, he suddenly burst into flames.

"Su Yang Hua?"

"Could it be that you are Zheng Xiangbei, who is drunk in the south?"

The man fell to his knees with a thud, and reached out to pound his chest vigorously.

He wanted to scream, but all he could do was make sounds like beast roars.

Zheng Xiangbei, who was once not afraid of heaven and earth, and dared to kill all the demons in the world with a pig-killing knife on his shoulder, has now become this half-human and half-beast.

The cold wind slowly missed the hill, and Zhang Lingchuan and I could only wait in silence for him to vent.

He slapped the body with impunity.

It seems that as long as this is the case, you can get rid of this form.

I couldn't bear it, so I turned my head and asked Wei Wuji.

"Uncle Wei, is there any way we can restore him to his previous appearance?"

Wei Wuji's eyes were full of sadness, and he slowly shook his head.

"If I had a way, I would have helped him a long time ago."

"Nan Drink Crazy Knife, I've heard of his name, he's a very good kid."

"Originally, I thought that if I had the chance, I would recruit him into the Special Investigation Bureau."

The world is unpredictable.

The ruthless knife that once slashed demons and demons has now become like this.

He's not crazy, he's lucky.

Gradually, after Zheng Xiangbei quieted down, we learned the ins and outs of this matter from Wei Wuji's mouth.

After Zheng Xiangbei got Suyang flowers from the ghost market, he went straight back to his home to treat his son.

Although it is useful, it has to be taken for a long time.

In this way, Zheng Xiangbei had to hurry up his time to make money in order to buy Suyanghua at a high price again.

It was at this time that Jiang Shichen found Zheng Xiangbei.

When he was in the black market, almost all the people in the Xuanmen were respectful to Jiang Shichen.

Only this Zheng Xiangbei dared to choke him directly.

So Jiang Shichen held a grudge against Zheng Xiangbei.

He asked someone to ask Zheng Xiangbei to solve a troublesome matter at a high price, and deceived people into the laboratory.

The rest of the story, we can probably guess as well.

With Jiang Shichen's character, Zheng Xiangbei will definitely suffer.

My nose is sour, I really think that Zheng Xiangbei, a man who stands on top of the sky, is really a pity to end up in such a field.

Zhang Lingchuan was silent for a long time before he said a word.

"The Jiang family should be damned!"

Then, he bent down and asked Zheng Xiangbei.

"Don't you like being here?"

"Do you want to come down with me? I have a place where you can stay in peace of mind and never be disturbed......"

Zheng Xiangbei's face was gloomy and he shook his head slightly.

I think he must have been unwilling to let anyone else know what he was like now.

Wei Wuji interrupted Zhang Lingchuan's words.

"Forget it, don't force him if he doesn't want to go."

"Stay on this hill and stay with me, the old man."

Zhang Lingchuan saw that Zheng Xiangbei was reluctant to go down the mountain, and he did not force him.

"Okay, when you want to leave with me one day, come to the funeral street to find me."

With that, we were ready to go back.

Just then, he suddenly knelt down in our direction.

I asked, confused.

"Is there something you want to tell us?"

"Or do you want us to help?"

He lifted his face, and his eyes were full of tears.

But he couldn't say a word.

Wei Wuji saw that we were all looking at him, and he was also embarrassed.

"It all depends on what I do, and I don't know what he wants to say."

"Otherwise, let's all guess, if you guess right, you nod, if you guess wrong, you shake your head, how about it."

Zheng Xiangbei nodded.

Zhang Lingchuan asked him: "Do you want to ask us to avenge you?" ”

"Jiang Shichen is dead in the Demon Suppression Tower."

"Jiang Tai'an doesn't know where to flee, but no matter how powerful their Jiang family is, I won't let him run rampant for too long."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Xiangbei shook his head.

Didn't you want us to avenge him?

Zhang Lingchuan is not sure now.

"Since it's not revenge, what could it be?"

I looked at Wei Wuji again.

After all, after Zheng Xiangbei was rescued, he spent more time with Wei Wuji.

Perhaps, Wei Wuji could guess what he was trying to say.

After we guessed a few things wrong one after another, Wei Wuji asked him.

"Does it have something to do with your son?"

This time, Zheng Xiangbei nodded.

I also remembered: "Boss, you said earlier that Zheng Xiangbei has a son who has been possessed by yin qi since he was a child, and he is tortured to the point that life is worse than death. ”

"He needs to rely on the things of the extreme sun to hang his life."

Wei Wuji nodded: "This is very similar to your boss." Over the years, he has also relied on those piles of extreme yang things to hang his life. ”

I looked at Zhang Lingchuan with some surprise.

Hanging?

"He's alive, why do you need to hang himself."

Zhang Lingchuan raised his hand and knocked me: "Mouthy." ”

Wei Wuji's eyes raised slightly, and he turned around and took paper and pen from his broken coffee table.

"Do you want to ask them to come and pick up your son?"

"You may wish to write down your child's name and address with pen and paper."

Zheng Xiangbei didn't move, but turned his head to look at Zhang Lingchuan.

Until Zhang Lingchuan patted his chest and assured him.

"You write down the address, and I'll leave that night."

"When the time comes, I'll take him to my incense shop, and I'll find a way to treat him."

Zheng Xiangbei picked up the pen and wrote a few lines on the paper.

It was an unknown mountain village.

His son's name was Zheng Yuan.

After Zhang Lingchuan accepted the note, he put it in his pocket: "Don't worry, I'll leave tonight." ”

This time I went down the mountain, and my feelings were also very complicated.

Zheng Xiangbei carried a pig-killing knife, and his majestic appearance was still vivid.

I didn't expect to see him again, he has become like this.

Back in the funeral street, we were ready to pack our things and head to the small mountain village.

After all, Zheng Xiangbei's son is frail and sickly, and one more day of delay will be more dangerous.

At this moment, a black gold envelope appeared at the door of the incense shop.

"It's strange that anyone still writes letters these days?"

I bent down and just wanted to pick it up, but I heard Zhang Lingchuan shouting: "Don't move." ”

I'm a little dazed.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

He looked at the envelope on the ground with a complicated expression, and spoke coldly.

"The invitation letter that invited me to go to the Immortal Tomb back then also looks like this."

I chuckled inwardly.

"Not really."

"Could it be that I want to invite you to the Immortal Tomb again?"