Chapter 739: Hongwu (Reward and Change)
The old man ignored everyone and only asked his daughter, "Do you still have any money?"
Zhang Hancui said sadly: "It's gone!"
Zhang Yunsheng touched his body up and down, and found that there were still half a tael of silver, he was overjoyed, and then walked out.
Huang Da got up and blocked his way. Zhang Hancui grabbed his father's hand: "Where are you going?"
"You talk slowly, I'll go out for a walk. β
Seeing his eyes flickering, everyone understood that he not only wanted to "take a walk", but also planned to "gamble".
"Dad, your injuries are not healed!" Zhang Hancui softened her voice, "That robber is still going to kill us!"
"Haven't the robbers left yet?"
Zhang Hancui shook her head.
Zhang Yunsheng hesitated for a moment before slowly sitting down: "When he leaves, you just tell me." β
Huang Da asked Huang Er after realizing it: "The old man is sick again?" He didn't forget to lower his voice.
She replied angrily: "You just found out?"
"When did it start?" "This disease is a little weird, isn't it?
"Good. Zhang Hancui breathed a sigh of relief and said to Yan Sanlang, "The author of Bowu's portrait is Ling Yuan, and he is the ancestor of my family. β
Everyone was surprised, and Huang Da blurted out: "Aren't you surnamed Zhang?"
"Like Ling Yuan, there is such a talent in the Ling family, and the descendants of later generations are mediocre, the family is gradually declining, and the people are becoming thinner and thinner. The last man of the Ling family joined the Zhang family in Jiao'an City as his son-in-law, so the descendants all changed their surnames to Zhang. β
Yan Saburo suddenly said: "No wonder the local town elders don't know that you are the descendants of the Ling family." β
"Even the surname has been changed, what face do you have to claim to be a descendant of the Ling family?" Zhang Yunsheng smiled bitterly, "But we still keep a family heirloom-"
Before the words fell, Zhang Yunsheng, who had been sitting still, suddenly jumped up and slapped Zhang Hancui!
He was old and frail and had lost blood, and no one expected him to suddenly attack his daughter.
The little girl closed her eyes and did not dodge.
Of course, this slap didn't hit her face, because Huang Dayan was quick and stopped him with an oblique stab: "What are you doing!"
He was taken aback, how could a father be willing to beat his daughter so hard? Even his father, Huang He, had never slapped his eldest son.
"Can't say it!" the old man yelled at her hoarsely, "Don't say it if you're not a filial girl!"
Zhang Hancui's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What can't you say? The monster is coming again, will you go into the coffin with me holding the secret?"
Zhang Yunsheng slapped his hands hard, obviously angry and wanted to really slap his daughter. But Huang Da understood his thoughts and clamped his arm to the ground.
The old man was so angry that he was panting, his face was red and his neck was thick. Huang He watched from the side, worried that he would kick his legs in the next second.
However, Zhang Yunsheng soon felt pain: "Ouch, you let go!" He wanted to withdraw his hand but couldn't, "It hurts, let go!"
"You let go first!" Huang Er poked hard at his brother's elbow, poking his numb tendons, and Huang Da let go.
Zhang Yunsheng had a red mark on his intact wrist, which obviously couldn't withstand his rough hands and feet.
Huang Da also put one hand on his shoulder to prevent him from breaking out again.
"Tell me the ins and outs. Yan Saburo said to Zhang Hancui at this time, "We will be able to keep you safe." β
Zhang Hancui looked at him, then at Huang Da who was full of concern, took a deep breath and said to his father: "Dad, there are only two of us left in the Zhang family, and there is no need to keep this secret." β
Zhang Yunsheng didn't hear it, but just yelled: "Don't speak, don't speak, don't disobey your ancestors! If you say it, it's not my Zhang family!"
He blushed and had a thick neck, and the green tendons on his forehead erupted several times in a row. When others saw it, they were afraid that he had three longs and two shorts. Yan Saburo took out a sniffing bottle and put it under his nose, and said warmly: "Don't be in a hurry, you can sleep well, and it's too peaceful to wake up." β
The smell bottle exudes a faint aroma, fragrant and calming, very good. Zhang Yunsheng gasped for breath in excitement and inhaled the aroma into his lungs.
Soon, the anger on his face faded and was replaced by a sense of sleepiness.
After another ten or so breaths, the old man's eyes slowly closed, and his breathing became longer.
"Dad?" Zhang Hancui was shocked. Huang Da comforted: "The little master told him not to be excited and take a nap, it is only good for his body." β
The girl saw that her father's chest rose and fell regularly, his breathing was long, and after a while, there was even a slight snoring sound, so she was relieved, and turned her head to Yan Saburo and continued: "The treasure of the Ling family is called the Hongwu Treasure Seal!"
"Is that the seal on the portrait of Bowu?"
"Yes. This seal has only one effect: to make paper paintings come true. β
Everyone was moved.
The white cat pricked up its ears suddenly. Huang Da was even more stunned: "Can anything be painted come true?"
"Yes!" Zhang Hancui recalled, "It is said that the ancestor of my Ling family used it to create a large army to help the emperor win a key battle, and since then he has been made a great official." β
Huang Da was shocked: "You mean, the ancestors of the Ling family drew the army on paper, and then used this Hong and Hongwu treasure seals to make them all real?"
"Yes! That's why it's called 'Hongwu Yin'. Zhang Hancui said word by word, "Genuine, flesh and blood!"
She said "flesh and blood", and Yan Saburo immediately remembered the monster who killed people in Huzhou. Well, it's conclusive.
Chitose whistled lightly: "Such a treasure will definitely be sold for a sky-high price in the Hidden Country." β
"But the effectiveness of the Hongwu Treasure Seal is amazing, and the cost is also very high. Zhang Hancui looked at the sleeping old father and sighed, "Every time you use it, you will lose seven years! No one dares to stamp it at will." β
"Seven years ......" Yan Saburo understood why Zhang Yunsheng looked so old, "How old is your father this year?"
Zhang Hancui's voice was bitter: "He just celebrated his thirty-seventh birthday last month. β
A few weasels gasped. This old man looks like half a foot has stepped into the coffin, he is frail and forgetful, and he is only thirty-seven years old?
After using the Hongwu Treasure Seal four times, he lost twenty-eight years of life. In this way, the old man is in his sixties this year. What's more, everyone also knows that the damage to the human body caused by the Hongwu Treasure Seal is not just as simple as breaking life.
Huang Da muttered, "How many times has he used the Hongwu Seal?"
"If you count the most recent one, it should be the fourth. Zhang Hancui's eyes were full of sadness, "The Ling family has ancestral training, and the Hongwu Treasure Seal is a great murderer, which will ruin the family and cause trouble, so it cannot be used." ButγBut the descendants of the Ling family still used itγ β
Huang Er continued: "So the Ling family is gone?"
"Yes......" Zhang Hancui said gloomily, "As long as this thing has been used once, people have tasted its convenience, and it will be difficult to stop it later." My father used it to save the whole family from danger, and then he ......"