"That's it, I don't tease you, it's naturally ......true," Zhang Qinghe smiled sincerely.

He has used too many formulaic smiles in the past few days, and it is only when he meets this little doll that he unloads his burden.

I can't say that those smiles are fake, only that he is happier when he laughs like this.

He caught a glimpse of Zhang Leyao's eyebrows, and the nervous expression relaxed.

"Thank you uncle?"

The girl pretends to be a patriarch at a glance, which is a little cute.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Zhang Yuan jumped up, provoking Zhang Qinghe and couldn't help rubbing it.

"I'll come to you then. Zhang Qinghe said softly.

Seeing the two saying goodbye, Zhang Leyao led Zhang Yuan to the main mansion, Zhang Qinghe shook his head, and said in his heart that it was really a futile twist and turn to have breakfast.

It can be seen that it is not easy to eat.

The cultivator's ears were clear, and he smiled again when he heard the conversation between the two.

"Auntie, you just ...... a thief"

"Good, I'll buy you candy later, your uncle is a noble man in the house, I won't hold you, your grandfather will hang you up and smoke ......"

Different from Zhang Qinghe's curiosity and enthusiasm for breakfast, the girls and sons in the mansion and the guests who came from afar, and even the offerings, were silently busy with their own affairs after washing, and they definitely didn't care about such inconsequential trivialities.

It was the morning when the servants and maids in the house were about to get busy.

The maid who delivered the meal knocked on Zhang Leyao's door for a long time.

"Miss?"

There was no reply for a long time, so he cautiously pushed it away, and there was no one inside.

She estimated the sun and thought that Xu had something to go out, so she turned around and went to the side room to deliver food to the worshippers.

The worshippers are already cultivators, so naturally they don't have to eat often, but it is inevitable that there will be adults who are keen on eating, and whether people need it or not, and whether you send it or not, that is two different things.

The maid knocked on the door, but there was still no response, and her tired and sallow face frowned...... Suddenly, she sniffed with her nose in confusion, panicked, and pushed the door open with a trembling hand

- "Ahhhhh!!h

A high-pitched and terrifying voice resounded over Zhang's mansion.

Zhang Qinghe couldn't have imagined such a coincidence.

Originally, I thought it was to meet the two of them, and at most I went to order a set of spiritual robes for this little boy before leaving, but after a while, I met again.

This time there is only Zhang Leyao, not Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Qinghe's mood was a little explosive, breakfast was such a major life event, he didn't eat it after all.

The bad guys came to the city, and they went straight to Zhang's house.

This originally had nothing to do with Zhang Qinghe.

I heard that the original target of the search was Zhang Leyao - she was the girl who fled into the city with the surviving offerings.

But now...... The situation has become even more serious.

It just so happened that when the bad people came, something big happened to the Zhang family.

This morning, the little guy went to deliver food and found a murder - the four Dharma ministers who survived the demon plague died last night, which was very tragic.

Yes, they are the same as Zhang Qinghe, they didn't eat a bite of hot.

There were no signs of fighting, the doors and windows were closed, and even the spiritual lantern was still on, as peaceful as any night before the ancestor worship in previous years.

But these worshippers died in their own rooms. It's strange that they're not so injured that they have no power to resist.

The room was littered with flesh and blood, and the scattered white bones had been eaten away by something, like insects, like bites, and even the scratches of some kind of beast were left on the roof, and the mere look at the marks felt terrifying.

Dinner......

Zhang Qinghe's soul was in a trance the moment before he approached the scene, and his heart was solemn, and it was related to those things.

After seeing more, vomiting more, and feeling dizzy more, he has an unbearable capacity beyond ordinary people, at most, it is similar to drinking two taels of fake wine.

Will it be a game of the five plagues?

But the bad clothes are all gone, does he dare?

That's right...... Zhang Qinghe was also brought to the scene, because it happened that at the time of yesterday's crime, he returned to Zhang's house in a disgraced and embarrassed manner, and he also took a shower left and right.

I'm wronged...... It's a thunderstorm on a dry day, snow in June, and my blood spattered three feet of white silk without landing on the ground...... I was wronged......

Zhang Qinghe was looking forward to meeting the bad guys, but he didn't think that this would be related in this situation.

But the bad guys didn't regard him as the object of suspicion, and the first person they interrogated was Zhang Leyao.

The five poorly dressed people each performed their duties, making works, collecting evidence, recording records, speculations, and investigations...... Zhang Qinghe saw a very mature division of labor in this team, which was breathtaking, and as for the poor clothes, it was the core of the team

- Able to fight.

The red clothes are not good, the red robe is bad, the nose is hooked, and the eyes are extremely sharp, as if they can stare through people's hearts.

Taking advantage of the busy work of a few plain clothes, he understood the truth of the matter from Zhang Leyao's mouth.

"At that time...... The chariot was heading towards Lantian, but the demon horse suddenly stopped moving anyway. Immediately after that, there was the black fog, and wisps of black fog spread between the mountains...... That thing appeared, what a monster, it didn't look like a monster at all, but I couldn't understand what it was, it carried a great terror, it was the source of chaos, it was the terror itself......"

As she spoke, Zhang Leyao's emotions were actually a little out of control, her face was visibly pale, and her body was trembling incessantly.

The naked clothes were not surprised, but looked at her calmly with a confident look.

He silently motioned to the female plain clothes of the Faxiang Realm recorded by the chief to step forward and use Lingyuan to inspect Zhang Leyao's body.

The plain clothes shook his head at him.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke......

"Dare to ask Miss Le Yao, what is there to protect herself?"

"Oh, yes, my father gave me a ring before I went on the road, saying it would protect me. Zhang Leyao showed the ring in a panic, and the word "demon suppression" appeared in Zhang Qinghe and the eyes of the bad-clothed red.

"Miss Le Yao's father is actually a member of the Demon Army of Shenxia Town...... Tsk, this is rare in Xiantang. ”

The tone of the red clothes is a little narrow, and the vision is quite playful.

"Let the adults laugh, my grandfather is a captain in the demon army of Shenxia Town, when my father married my mother, he was cheeky to dredge the way through the Ministry of Civil Affairs to change the saucer and go to Shenxia to develop. ”

The red clothes stared at Zhang Leyao for more than ten breaths, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze, but he suddenly smiled again, which made Zhang Qinghe's heart let go.

Even he, a spectator, is under great psychological pressure from the strong people who return to Tibet, and that Zhang Le Yao can be imagined.

"Heh, since you have the iron ring of the Demon Suppression Army...... That also makes sense, but I still advise Miss Le Yao, the moon of this Shenxia is not necessarily ...... than Xiantang."

"Hehe, my lord said that he laughed, the moon hung in the sky, no matter which realm it was in, it was all ordinary. Zhang Leyao didn't know whether to echo or refute.

Zhang Qinghe was looking excited, and the badly dressed man turned his head......