Ah......h

Now even Taiyin Xingjun can't help but laugh at Zhang Qinghe-

"The little boy took advantage of it, and out of thin air, there were more nephews in a village. ”

Zhang He didn't react, isn't this the gentleman brother who threw himself into the river in Chang'an, how did he become the elder of the sect family that came out of the horn Gada?

Around this, the status of the old village is still unshakable, Zhang He, a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, just so submissively saluted his "uncle" a glass of turbid wine.

Zhang San looked at the reactions of these people and was a little at a loss.

Not to mention that it was him, even Zhang He couldn't figure out what kind of medicine his father was selling in his gourd.

Lao Cun was looking at Zhang Qinghe carefully, as if he wanted to see some familiar eyebrows, and he wanted to stop talking, but he looked at Zhang San and his children again, and fell into hesitation.

"Say, you should know. ”

Zhang Qinghe didn't know what Lao Cunzheng was going to say, he just tensed up, pretending to be a little profound, and then added a fire.

"The eldest of my family has no spiritual roots, and he can't cultivate the skills left by his ancestors, and the second child finally has some spiritual strength, but he died early, and he didn't have the convincing to set foot on the fairy road. These things were not told to anyone.

I thought that they would be the life of this crop all their lives, but if they knew their own source and had delusions in their hearts, it would be no different from the floating mud, and they died of thirst on the tidal flats of Weishui. ”

The old village is righteous, he looks full of energy, his teeth are not bad, and the meat in the pot is not soft, but he still chews carefully.

"Since the descendants are from the sect family, they naturally know what kind of place we are. It is fundamentally normal for the bloodline of the Immortal Family to possess spirits, but my clan is different. ”

"Not everyone has a spiritual root. ”

Zhang Qinghe said carefully, but in fact, what he said was just following Lao Cunzheng's train of thought, and he wanted to say more.

"yes...... There is a huge Zhang family, if you raise your feet in the middle of the sky, the Cangjiang River will tremble, and there will be a small half of the clan who are born with a lack of spiritual roots, this is probably the secret that the Zhang family is most worried about. ”

"It turns out that this village is ...... That's not right, I have dealt with the Zhang family, they are all fake seriousness with a tight face, but they can also be called moral people, if they are just abandoned babies, they can be raised in the sky. If it's a family secret and you don't want people to know, it's even more safe!"

Taiyin Xingjun's voice asked at the right time, but Zhang Qinghe did not move.

"Muramasa is a doji. ”

"This makes the nobles laugh, even if the clan sent my ancestor to manage here, but after intermarriage from generation to generation, the spiritual roots are gradually thinning, and the qualifications are not as good as before.

When I got to the boss, I didn't even pass down the spiritual root. ”

Lao Cun is glaring at his son, who is not interested.

"Then it's time for someone to come again. ”

"That's right, maybe that's it, that the poor girl thinks that the noble man is the monk of the family who has taken over this place again. ”

Lao Cun Zheng didn't ask Zhang Qinghe's lineage, nor did he ask why he came here, but only explained in detail the abnormality of Zhang San's mother before. Maybe in his opinion, Zhang Qinghe should have heard of "Zhang Lian".

Zhang He was still immersed in the horror of his relationship with Jiangzuo's Zhang family - the gods were already the most noble figures for him, and as for Jiangzuo's Zhang family...... It was just a great force that only existed in the legendary script, and in the eyes of ordinary people, it was as far out of reach as the Heavenly Spirit Official Star Monarch.

"My husband is so sure that I am the Zhang family?"

"Pity the girl's situation...... It's different, she won't admit it. ”

Zhang San looked at Lao Murazheng with a longing gaze, but was avoided by Muramasa.

"Since the noble man did not come to pity the girl, then let's stay for the time being, I don't know if the noble man deliberately found this place or did not come here, but since he came, it is good to scatter his heart and calm his depression. ”

Zhang San muttered, very dissatisfied with Muramasa's ambiguity, Rao is he has heard a lot of secrets about the village, but still not the one he wants to hear the most.

Zhang Qinghe casually pressed his angry head down, causing him to suffer pain, and he stuffed a large piece of fat into his mouth in anger.

"Little San'er...... What are you angry about?"

After the old village chief said this, he looked at Zhang San like this again, and smiled gently. He was never as strict with this likable child as he was with his own boss.

"Didn't you say that there was a Ruyi class on the snowfield? If they rest outside the valley tonight, you will probably be able to listen to the Duo bells tomorrow morning. ”

A child's attention is always diversionary, and the news of the Ruyi class, which is obviously being mentioned again, is bigger than all else, and makes him re-excited.

That's not bad, very few people know what they like from childhood.

"When the time comes, I will help you talk to the class master and let you follow them away. ”

Zhang San finally understood where Muramasa's confidence lies - according to Zhang Qinghe, Muramasa is a monk, in other words, he is a fairy!

He doesn't know what Jiangzuo Zhangjia Jiangyou Zhangjia is, he only knows that the immortals are the people in the middle of the heavens, not to mention the brocade clothes and jade food, and life is even more extraordinary and imaginable.

But...... He hesitated for a moment......

"Master Muramasa, I won't leave first, the official said that my mother's illness is not a cold, although he can cure it, but I still don't feel at ease.

I thought that when my mother's illness was cured, I would go on the road to find them. ”

"Oh...... It's good, it's good. ”

Lao Cun Zheng wanted to say something, but he thought of what Zhang Qinghe said - "always know", so he didn't meddle in the affairs of these people anymore.

"The noble man Xu also heard about the Ruyi class from San'er's mouth?"

"Listening to him sing a few pieces of "Straw Song" is not bad. ”

"That's natural, these ten miles and eight towns, the most famous team is them, and the most famous corner is that Ru Yungu and Yi Gongzi!"

Zhang He was finally able to interject a sentence, and while easing his emotions, he showed off his knowledge.

"Oh, in this way, the entire Lantian area, I'm afraid I haven't heard the "Straw Song" for a few days?"

Well, not really, they were only halfway there, and they didn't know where the song had spread. ”

"It's good. ”

After Zhang Qinghe listened, he put down the wine cup, and there were bursts of surging heaven and earth spiritual breath between Su Jin's robes, and he no longer hid his own momentum, as if he wanted to deliberately show himself to the people outside the valley, and the breath of the law was unobstructed.

This breath bypassed the mundane of the village and went straight to the heavenly dome of this earthly realm—

Not long after, a star that seemed to represent the world's attacking soldiers and gathered the fighting instinct in the nature of all spirits rose in the valley and loomed in the curtain.

It's very cold, and it's very heavy.