"Boss...... Go open the door and see who's coming outside?"

The stove in the village is the most atmospheric in the village, and the fire is also burning vigorously. Zhang He had just stuffed a few sticks of dry firewood into the charcoal pile.

Lao Cun was sitting on the stool, his brows were tightly locked, and he didn't know what he was worried about, but at this moment, his ears moved, and he raised his voice to support Zhang He.

Since Zhang He knew that his father said that he was a fairy that night, he had no doubts about the little miracle he showed on weekdays, and without hesitation, he was going to the courtyard and open the firewood door.

Zhang He opened the door and saw a handsome young man in a gray robe and a little girl with a dirty face, a wide and embarrassed robe, but a noble material with a noble texture, at the door.

Zhang Qinghe arched his hand and said——

"Sorry. ”

The female doll didn't react, and followed Zhang Qinghe under Zhang He's guidance.

This is Zhao Haitang's original temperament - Zhang Qinghe attracted her inexplicably, and there was some arrogance in her personality, so she was able to look at Zhang Qinghe squarely. Although Zhang Lian is embarrassed now, she used to be a respectable figure, so she can speak.

And the people in this courtyard ...... A Daoji in the last years of the wind and candles, and a country villager with five big and three thick.

But she didn't have the qualifications to look at her in the eye.

On the contrary, she was curious about Zhang Qinghe, seeing that she, the "immortal" who was at least in the middle three realms, got along as usual, but when she saw this man and the old man inside, she seemed a little respectful.

"Father and other gentlemen and this ...... Honored guest, it's been a long time. ”

Zhang Qinghe smiled.

"There is labor. ”

They pushed the door in, and sure enough, the old village had already prepared the tea, but the brows that they saw a few days ago were also relaxed.

It's just that when he saw the little girl beside Zhang Qinghe, he was a little difficult-

Why did this master send a little girl over?

Could it be that this is just looking young on the outside, but in fact he is like the clan brother in front of him, and his cultivation is profound and unfathomable?

Mura Zheng does not have a powerful soul like Zhang Lian, so naturally he can't find out what kind of cultivation Zhao Haitang is, so he can only rely on speculation.

So he asked hesitantly—

"Have you seen it?"

Zhang Qinghe knew that this was asking whether "Zhang Haitang" was a member of the Zhang family, and Zhang Qinghe nodded firmly.

"Just came from there, Miss Begonia sent some pills to the clan sister. ”

"Oh......"

Lao Mura Zheng relieved his heart at this time, and his face showed a relieved smile.

"Sit down, sit down. ”

Zhao Haitang listened to this chatter-like conversation, but it seemed normal, so he didn't have any doubts and sat down.

"When I met the adults, I was still a little hesitant, my face was really a little young, but since I could be sent over there, I think I must be outstanding. ”

The old man divided the tea and slowly moved it to Zhao Haitang's side.

"Hmm. ”

Zhao Haitang glanced at Muramasa and nodded quite calmly - this old man really regarded himself as an adult who came to investigate the monk's fighting methods.

I happened to quietly take a look at what kind of implication the fighting methods of Zhao Zhiyi or the three monks had with the small village of Zhangjia Village.

Zhao Haitang felt that at this time, the less he spoke, the more difficult it was to show his feet. Originally, she didn't mean to live in this village for a long time, but since she had met such an interesting person as Zhang Qinghe, she would not search the souls of the monks in this village for the time being, and play the game that the unscrupulous talents of the Immortal Tang Dynasty would make them puzzled.

"Let's talk about it. ”

Zhao Haitang looked at his nose and nose, and he didn't even pay much attention to Lao Cunzheng's courteous appearance, and the shelves were extremely large, which was very bluffing.

However, as soon as this sentence "let's talk about it" came out, Zhang Qinghe's face changed, and he looked at Zhao Haitang very hesitantly, and he didn't know what he found, and his face sank slightly. He sat down on the side, not in the slightest attempt to evade it.

Lao Cun is acquiescing that he knows the secrets of the Zhang family, and it is the descendants of the Zhang family who came from the death, but "Zhang Haitang" does not know. When it comes to negotiations involving such a major event, it is natural that he should be allowed to retreat, but this "Zhang Haitang" in front of him ......

"This is also a few days ago, the monk fighting method only discovered, these ten miles and eight towns, recently there is a troupe called Ruyi class, in various places to perform charity, set up a stage to sing. Wherever he went, he sang for a day and night, and then gave the poor the materials he had received.

About four or five days ago, Ruyiban was about to enter the valley mouth of Zhangjia Village. ”

Lao Cun is telling the story, quite like a storyteller, it seems that Zhang He has also inherited his talent, and his ability to talk nonsense to Zhang San has been inherited like this.

"You mentioned it earlier, there is a problem with the Ruyi class. ”

Zhao Haitang immediately thought of this stubble - the fighting method of the three monks was also on the night four days ago. If the village is reporting to the top, it will inevitably mention this stubble, so she added a sentence with a lot of scheming.

"Yes, we found that the wishful class was actually all changed by evil, and there were straw-like evils growing out of the mouths and noses of those people's puppets, which was extremely terrifying, not only that, but also could breed and infect, and within a few feet, there was a sense of chaos and madness. ”

Zhang Qinghe nodded slightly, this is also what he has been talking to Lao Cun.

"If only it were an evil cult from exile in the Middle Heaven...... If it is specially found, it proves that Zhangjiacun may no longer be safe, and they already know that my Zhangjia has secretly settled in Lantian here. ”

Zhao Haitang's eyes became sharper and sharper as Lao Cunzheng narrated, especially when he heard that there were two monks in the Ruyi class, his eyes were even more terrifying.

Zhang Qinghe had previously described to her that the Martial De Star Law Phase, the Fulu Old Immortal Phase, and the Qinghua Immortal Earth Fighting Phase......

If it was Wude Xingjun who killed Zhao Zhi, then Zhao Zhi could only be one of the two Dharma Ministers.

Let's just talk about why there was an evil smell before.

She murmured to herself.

"Go on. ”

She said expressionlessly to Muramasa.

......

After talking for a long time in the village house, Jin Wu had already arrived in Xishan, and one day later, Zhao Haitang sorted out his thoughts and walked on the path between the valleys with Zhang Qinghe.

Zhangjia Village is vast and sparsely populated, and the concentration is not obvious, and there may not be a single family in half a mile.

There are not many houses in the village, but there are still partial houses in the vacant yard that were previously assigned to Zhang Qinghe, and Zhao Haitang does not pick them, and accepts them under the slightly embarrassed expression of the old village.

Could it be that this place is some kind of secret place of Jiang Zuo's Zhang family? Why does the evil cult want to target here? How can Zhao Zhi get involved?

Zhao Haitang was thinking about it, when his steps suddenly paused, his eyes became deeper, and his whole body was a little stiff.

"Teacher, what are you doing here?"

She felt a cold long sword standing behind her, and the spirit yuan condensed at the tip of the sword was hidden, and a penetrating chill came out, tickling her heart, and a certain impulse rose.

Zhang Qinghe said coldly-

"Miss Begonia, you are not from the Zhang family, who are you?"