Morning.

Zhang Yueyao told Zhang Yucheng all the news she heard.

The police are continuing their investigation.

So it's inconclusive for the time being.

However, the possibility of his killing is increasing.

Otherwise, the water trail next to the corpse would not have been explained.

After hearing the news, Zhang Yucheng didn't know what it was like.

Midnight bells?

That's.

He would rather believe that the ancestors of the Zhang family in history really possessed immortal magical powers, rather than believe that there will be supernatural phenomena in the modern world.

Why?

If there are really ghosts and gods, what about the gods when Huaxia was invaded by devils, and when the land of the Dragon Kingdom was ravaged by the imperial iron cavalry?

What did you do?

Don't say anything else, what about the ancestors of the Zhang family?

What about the Heavenly Master Dao Ancestor?

Is it just watching the land of China being poisoned?

Children and grandchildren were tortured and killed?

It's scary to think about.

So Zhang Yucheng refused to believe it.

He always felt that there must be something else hidden in this.

Wait.

I'll wait for a few days for the police to come to a conclusion.

So, the day passed in a hurry.

For the whole day, Zhang Yucheng was in a trance, and he didn't broadcast it live, just stayed in his residence with nothing to do.

And Chen Feng's show has no highlights.

He didn't take any more steps.

It was just a peaceful day.

……

Following.

On the campus of Hudong University of Science and Technology.

Zhang Yueyao rushed to the library again, and came to the place where Zhou Tong often sits.

He hasn't come yet.

On the table were his belongings.

This is typical of long-term occupancy.

Zhou Tong is a game controller, and when he doesn't have classes, he basically goes to the library to play games.

Zhang Yueyao sat opposite.

I picked up my phone and dialed a number.

Unfortunately, no one answered.

No way, I had to wait.

Time passed slowly.

When it was almost eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yueyao couldn't help but call again, and this time the call was finally connected.

"Hey, Zhou Tong, where is it?"

"At home."

Zhou Tong's voice was extremely hoarse.

And it sounds very wrong.

Zhang Yueyao had an ominous premonition in her heart, and hurriedly asked, "Zhou Tong, what's wrong?" Isn't that right to hear you? ”

"My dad...... sacrificed. ”

"What?"

Zhang Yueyao was taken aback: "What's the matter?" What happened? ”

"My dad ...... last night watched the video clip that Liu Bo mentioned. Outcome...... He died mysteriously in the middle of the night. ”

Zhang Yueyao: "......"

"Zhang Yueyao, my father may have been killed by Sadako Yamamura."

Zhang Yueyao had a hunched sense of nonsense, and asked suspiciously: "Zhou Tong, what is the cause of your father's death?" Was the forensic autopsy done? Even if there was a problem with that video clip, it would be seven days later, right? How could it be that night to die? ”

"I don't know, I really don't. My dad died a miserable death, and he was scared to death. The heart even burst. What the hell is going on? Woo, Zhang Yueyao, what happened? My dad just watched a video of how he died, woo woo woo. ”

Zhou Tong broke down and cried.

Zhang Yueyao's eyes darkened.

Zhou Tong is the only boy among her few friends who has seen her true face.

The relationship between the two is not bad.

Listening to her friend's crying, Zhang Yueyao gritted her teeth and said seriously: "Zhou Tong, I will find a way to help you find the murderer of your father, you wait for me." ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Then, adjust your state, take a deep breath, pick up your mobile phone and dial the number of your grandfather Zhang Yucheng.

A moment later.

The phone is connected.

"Hey, grandpa."

"Hey, good granddaughter. Hehe, grandpa is eating. How? Is it decided when to come back? ”

Zhang Yueyao smiled reluctantly: "No, I'm idle and bored, let's talk to you." ”

"Okay."

On the phone, Zhang Yucheng's voice was full of relief.

So, the two began to chat.

Pull and pull.

About seven or eight minutes later, Zhang Yueyao suddenly changed her words: "Grandpa, I suddenly remembered something. When I was a child, I remember you telling me that in theory, Taoist talisman spells seem to be simple to put spells and talismans together, even ordinary people can activate talismans, right? ”

"Yo? Yaoyao, why did you suddenly remember to ask this? How? What's wrong? ”

Zhang Yueyao hurriedly smiled: "No, it's just ...... Watching Chen Feng's live broadcast in the past two days, the whole people began to discuss our Heavenly Master Teaching. That's why I'm ...... You get the idea, right? I also recall a lot of things. ”

"Hehehe, Yaoyao, if you like it, come back for the Chinese New Year this year, and grandpa will tell you more."

Zhang Yueyao nodded: "Okay, you can tell me more about it then." But tell me now, can the spell just be put together to take effect? ”

"Theoretically, it does work. But as you know, grandpa is also an ordinary person. I haven't tried it at all, it's just that our Zhang family's ancestral chronicles said so. ”

Zhang Yueyao's eyes flashed, and she asked softly, "That...... Are there any contraindications? ”

"Absolutely."

Zhang Yucheng's voice was much more serious: "First of all, it is best to burn incense and cleanse yourself before casting a spell. Secondly, when activating the talisman mantra, one should meditate on the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. Finally, once the spell is activated, the energy of heaven and earth communicates, and you must have the ability to stabilize the communication bridge. Otherwise, the energy of heaven and earth will be chaotic, and it will cause a catastrophe. ”

Zhang Yueyao frowned: "What kind of disaster has it caused?" ”

"Probably...... It can attract something inexplicable, or something strange. All in all dangerous. ”

Zhang Yueyao blinked: "That...... Do the people of our Zhang family have the ability to stabilize the bridge of communication? ”

"That's not good."

Zhang Yucheng's voice sighed: "Not everyone in the Zhang family can inherit the bloodline of the Heavenly Master. I heard my grandfather once mention that the descendants who have truly inherited the bloodline of the Heavenly Master will have a few strands of blonde hair between the buns on their foreheads. Of course, this is just a legend. At least I haven't seen any of you kids with blonde hair in their buns. ”

Zhang Yueyao: "......"

She silently took out a small mirror and put it on the table, and pulled the hair from the top of her head in front of the mirror.

Between the jet-black top hair, there are a few strands of blonde hair.

It's very eye-catching to watch.

A strange look appeared on Zhang Yueyao's face.

At this time, Zhang Yucheng also seemed to feel that his granddaughter's question today was too focused, and he asked very carefully, so he couldn't help but be suspicious: "I said Yaoyao, you ......."

"Oops, grandpa, I suddenly have an urgency."

Zhang Yueyao suddenly said urgently: "I won't tell you first, I'm going to pee, urgent." ”

"You girl."

Zhang Yucheng's voice said helplessly: "How old are you, still peeing...... Do you have to hold back until you need to urinate? Alright, let's go. ”

"Bye-bye, grandpa."

Zhang Yueyao quickly hung up the phone.

The smile on his face also disappeared.

She silently looked at the few strands of blonde hair in her hair.

These blonde hairs grew the year she was an eighteen-year-old adult.

At first, she thought she had a few stray hairs, so she pulled them off without mercy.

But it grew back a few days later.

And it's still a small wisp.

Zhang Yueyao was dumbfounded.

Can't pull it anymore.

A handful.

It's all painful.

So, she could only hide this strand of blonde hair between her hair and completely cover it up.

I really didn't expect to hear such explosive information in my grandfather's mouth today.

So, isn't this stray hair?

Have you inherited the true Heavenly Master bloodline?

Zhang Yueyao was stunned for a while.

After a while, she suddenly came back to her senses, then picked up her phone, quickly opened the photo album, and slowly opened a sub-album with a custom name called 'Private Photos', and flipped through the photos inside.

Inside, there are dense pages of photographs.

It's all pages of some kind of old book.

Zhang Yueyao flipped through them one by one, until she pulled out a photo of an ancient withered yellow page, in which the old paper was painted with Taoist symbols.

And there are spells underneath.

The name of the spell compendium is impressively written with the words 'return to the gods'.