Chapter 209: The Son and the Father
On this day, two guests came to the palace in Chang'an City.
"Yo, hello two old friends. ”
Zhang Qinghe saw that the two Qinglin waved their hands slightly, and the two beasts looked at them suspiciously.
The demon clan was able to refine the horizontal bones in the middle three realms, and their sanity was like ordinary people, and their bloodlines were strange, so they naturally remembered Zhang Qinghe.
But the two imposing beasts were still guarding the front of the mansion like stone sculptures, and they didn't pay attention to it, but roared a few times in a low voice as a warning.
But it's just a half-step, and you want to provoke them?
Zhang Qinghe no longer had the fear he had when he came to send the jade altar before, but he took a step closer, and a momentum that seemed to be an endless demon falling into his hands spread, and the eyes of the two divine monster beasts the size of lanterns comparable to the monks of the Middle Three Realms were shocked and frightened, and the roots of his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground with a bang.
It's no wonder that they, the momentum is like a demon war immortal, the killing god in the sea of blood, ordinary people can't feel it, but these two strange beasts feel real, the killing qi is ...... There is even a faint wail of the demon king......
"Woo ......"
The two beasts trembled uncontrollably, their forelimbs slashing back a few steps, shackles and iron locks dragging on the ground with a dull sound.
"Childe, this Qinglin's behavior in front of the prince's house is like a yellow dog in my hometown!"
Guo Sicheng said in due course.
"Hehe, Lao Guo, you have been away from home for a hundred years, if the yellow dog is still alive at home, I am afraid that it will become a demon long ago. ”
Zhang Qinghe also wanted to try what kind of effect Wenchang Xingjun's word Taoist had and whether it stabilized Guo Sicheng's thoughts.
"Yes...... I don't know when Sicheng will return to his hometown, he has been in Zhen'an for more than 100 years, and he was directly transferred to Chang'an by the king to follow his son, and he has never returned to Tongguan to see it.
But fortunately, it is very close to Chang'an, and if I have leisure here with Gongzi, it is convenient for me to go back to my hometown to meet her. ”
Guo Sicheng was quite emotional.
High, really high......
Awesome, really awesome......
Li Huizhi used Zhang Buqi's talisman array to deceive Li Ping'an's soul and still looked a little rusty, Wenchang Xingjun Zhao died a Taoist text, and he fooled Guo Sicheng like this, even if the people in the Heavenly Palace have always been known for manipulating divine souls, it is too terrifying.
"Then I'm afraid you'll be busy next, I'm going to do a big thing recently, but I can't be idle, and when I'm done with this, I will allow you to go back to your hometown. ”
Zhang Qinghe smiled, he knew that Wenchang must have sent people to the mountain, and now that everyone has the same purpose, he can't let this treasure go.
"Naturally, everything is based on the affairs of the child. ”
Guo Sicheng didn't ask what was going on, when it would end, he had been in Zhen'an for most of his life, and what he was most comfortable with was the sound of horn drums and Shangguan's military orders.
Instinctively enforce the observance of the qualities of a veteran.
Between the words of the two, they were led to the Zhen'an Palace.
"Lao Guo, you wait in the hall first, and when I finish discussing things with Ping'an, you can catch up with Ping'an. ”
"Okay! When the little boy was dying, I took him with me!"
Guo Sicheng smiled honestly, but there was expectation in his eyes.
"Shizi, Zhang Shaolang brought it. ”
The little servant brought Zhang Qinghe to the hall and served another cup of spiritual tea, and his respect for Zhang Qinghe was no less than that of Li Ping'an, a genuine son, who was obviously ordered by the principal.
"Brother Zhang, please!"
Li Ping'an received Zhang Qinghe's summons early today, and instead of going out to pretend to fight dogs and walk birds, he waited for a long time.
He has an unusual sense of closeness to Zhang Qinghe, Zhang Qinghe is the next generation of the world in Chang'an, and the most important thing is that in the past ten years, Zhang Qinghe is his first friend who really wants to make friends, and no one is still close to him under the coercion of Li Huizhi.
Seeing Zhang Qinghe enter the hall, he smiled quite happily-
"This spiritual tea is completely useless to me, that is, cow chewing peonies, but before Brother Zhang went to Zhen'an, it seemed that there was a bit of a deficit in qi and blood, it should be suitable for use, if Brother Zhang felt that it was passable, he would take a few catties from the house.
The servants of the house are not happy to let me touch these good things, but they must be happy to give them to you. ”
Zhang Qinghe carefully observed Li Ping'an's face, full of sincerity, at least for him, there was no jealousy and resentment.
Zhang Qinghe sorted out his thoughts, and his expression gradually became solemn.
"I don't know how Zhen'an's experience is? I heard that Brother Zhang came out on top, but ...... Please be careful...... My father ......"
Li Ping'an said vigilantly.
"He's never been so attached to a person. ”
Zhang Qinghe smiled reluctantly, signaled Li Ping'an to retreat everyone in the mansion, and used Taoism to set up a barrier to cover the heavens.
"Brother Zhang, ...... this?"
Although Li Ping'an was puzzled, he didn't panic much, he knew that Zhang Qinghe had something important to talk to him about.
"Two messages...... One good and one bad. ”
"I don't know why?"
"One is, old prince, there are only ten years left. ”
"The second is that I can help you practice. ”
Zhang Qinghe stared at Li Ping'an carefully, and saw that he heard that Li Huizhi's longevity was only ten years away, and there was no sadness in his eyes, just a mixture of surprise, resentment, and joy, and he sighed in a deep voice.
"Brother Zhang...... Brother Zhang, don't lie to me?! That person, that person is clearly as the sky, and besides, he is still a monster, who knows how long he can live!"
"Also, how dare Brother Zhang take such a risk?!"
"I have my own way, peace of mind, no risk. ”
Li Ping'an trembled, as if there was some emotion struggling in his soul, but he was firmly sealed by the Taoist forbidden, and finally fell silent.
So this trembling was only out of pure joy and excitement.
Seeing such false indifference, Zhang Qinghe suddenly felt a little tired and didn't want to say more.
But then he saw Li Ping'an, who lowered his head, trembling, slowly raised his head, his throat rubbed, this noble son in brocade clothes and jade food looked extremely embarrassed at the moment-
"Regardless of whether what Brother Zhang said is true or false, isn't it all good news? Why is it good and bad......
Why...... I'm going to cry?"
Two lines of tears flowed down from the delicate face of this mortal son, and gradually there was an unstoppable instinctive and heartfelt emotion that began to flow, which did not come from the depths of the soul, but from the bloodline, no matter how it was usurped beyond recognition, it could not be changed.
"Brother Zhang, I'm so happy! I can finally practice!"
"I can practice!"
"I can practice!"
Zhang Qinghe saw that the young man was constantly deceiving himself, and tried his best to squeeze out a happy smile on his face, unwilling to admit the emotion in his heart, and wanted to blame the tears for joy.