When the young man in the costume heard this, he sighed and said with interest: "This is a little strange. I heard that several people in the Hou Ye clan have embarked on the path of immortals. I don't know if someone has put their soul on this tree. ”

Zhang Xian smiled, seemingly modest, but in fact he said a little proudly: "Don't dare to coax the prince, there are three people in my family who send their souls on this spirit tree before and after." When you look at it, the branch that is red like jade belongs to my sister Zhang Fengling. My sister is said to be in the realm of spiritual light now, and she can fly to the sky, so that branch has her inspiration, and it is extraordinarily bright. The two next to it are my nephew Zhang Fang and my nephew Zhang Xingyao. These two stupid boys are not practicing well, and their kung fu is not yet enough, so they can't see anything. ”

The young prince looked up and looked at it in amazement, and there was also a little envy in his expression. While the two were talking, they only heard a click, and the branch representing Zhang Fengling lost its color in an instant, and the leaves were yellow and curly, automatically breaking off and falling from the tree. When it fell, it hit the unsuspecting prince on the head. The prince had excellent cultivation, and he was not angry, but he looked at Zhang Xian a little strangely, and said, "Hou Ye Zhang, this is 。。。。。。 ”

Zhang Xian was stunned for a while, this was the first time he had seen such a situation. He shuddered and picked up the dry branches, and looked up at the treetops in disbelief, as if to confirm whether this was his delusion. After being stunned for a long time, he shouted hoarsely: "Sister!" and the person fell to his knees in despair.

A few days later, in the secret room in the Weiyang Marquis's mansion, Zhang Xian sat on a chair tiredly. Two people sat in two chairs next to him, and above him was a majestic and strong man, who had a broad steel beard and a beard that swayed across his chest. At this time, he frowned and asked Zhang Xian: "Brother, didn't the eldest sister send a message back before, saying that she has been with that Jin Xiuniang now? That Jin Xiuniang is a seed disciple who is very concerned among the younger generation in the Xuanqing Palace, so it is said that she will not be involved in dangerous things." The eldest sister also said in the letter that she could avoid the dangerous actions of those sects now. ”

Zhang Xian didn't answer, and a sturdy young man with his hand hanging down took the words.

He said, "Uncle Nine, you don't know anything. A few months ago, something big happened in Matsuyama County, where I was guarding. In several counties near Songyun Mountain, there have been incidents of a large number of people going missing. Later, my aunt came to me and said that it was all a bloody case committed by a demon monk. This man killed all the family members who Kim so-niang had placed there. My aunt reprimanded me harshly, saying that I didn't take good care of the Jin family. also said that she was going to accompany Jin Xiuniang to chase the demon monk. I think maybe it was the demon monk who killed my aunt. After the accident, my father had already sent someone to send a letter to Ah Fang and Xingyao, so that they could inquire carefully. ”

Zhang Xian opened his eyes and said, "Actually, you don't need to ask, you can guess the approximately." The death of the eldest sister must have been because of the errand given to the surname Jin. ”

The big man with his hands furrowed even tighter, and said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, then our Zhang family and Jin Xiuniang will be separated." The eldest sister took refuge in her, how many things our Zhang family did for her and how many resources she provided, but she killed the eldest sister. ”

Zhang Xian snorted coldly, and then said slowly: "No! Hongyu, the eldest sister has tried her best to easily catch her line, and she can't give up lightly." And now Fang'er and Xingyao have entered the Xuanqing Palace under the relationship of Jin Xiuniang. In the future, we will still use Kim so-au, and we can't make a fuss. Just let Ah Fang ask her about the matter, no matter how she answers, the worship of Kim so-niang is the same as always. If you have an account, you are not afraid to calculate, when my Zhang family is full-fledged。。。。。。 Hey!" He stopped talking, and the three fell silent again.

Jiang Bo, who was far away in Hanquan Mansion, didn't know that after he killed Zhang Fengling, he led to so many twists and turns. At this time, he had already walked out of Bama Mountain and came to the official road. Now he is being troubled by another thing, and that is shyness. When Jiang Bo was taken away, he didn't have a few eldest sons with him. Later, he soaked in a dust urn for a few months, and then spent a few months underground. The clothes are all tattered, and the few pennies on his body have long been lost. He was better in Bama Mountain for the first two days, and he could pick some wild fruits to satisfy his stomach, but after he went to the official road, he didn't have this kind of opportunity. Jiang Bo has also encountered tea shops and restaurants a few times, but he has no money in his pocket. He is a scholar with a good face, he can't pull his face down to beg for food, and he is already hungry. Now he was sitting under a willow tree on the side of the road, looking greedily at the passers-by in the tea shed diagonally opposite. He hadn't beaten his teeth for a day and a half, and his stomach was growling. When I was thinking about the distance, a team of people ran by. It's a convoy with five large wagons pulling goods, and two caravans that are supposed to be sitting. There were also a dozen sturdy warriors cruising around on tall horses, apparently guards. These people passed by Jiang Bo's side quickly and walked away, Jiang Bo didn't care. But the other party didn't walk for long, and suddenly stopped, and the caravan at the end of the convoy had a curtain on it, looking in the direction of Jiang Bo. Then, two people got out of the car, one after the other, trotted over and ran in front of him. The two were old and young, and the old one was an old man with a goatee in his fifties. He has a medium stature, some gray hair, but he is in good spirits, and his eyes are shining. Behind him was a delicate girl, about two years old, with dark clouds and a few beaded flowers on her head. A goose egg face, a pair of phoenix eyes flowing like spring water, very good-looking. The old man ran to Jiang Bo's face, watched carefully, and couldn't help but turn around and say, "Ying'er, you see I'm not wrong, it's Mr. Jiang, it's Mr. Jiang." ”

The girl named Ying'er covered her mouth in surprise and said, "It's really Brother Jiang, why do you look like this, could it be that something has happened to Fucheng?"

Jiang Bo raised his eyes, couldn't help but be stunned, stood up, gave a salute, and said, "Uncle Zhou, Miss Ying'er, why are you." ”

It turned out that these two were Jiang Bo's friends, the stewards of Zhang Xinzi's mansion. Uncle Zhou, called Zhou Jiusan, is the old steward of the Zhang family in charge of the business of several state capitals in the west. It can be said that I grew up watching Zhang Xinzi and Jiang Bo since I was a child, and I know that they have a good relationship, and because Jiang Bo is chivalrous and knowledgeable, he is very respectful to him. The Ying'er girl was the dowry maid brought by Zhang Xinzi's wife from her mother's family, and later because she was smart and clever, and she was the young lady's confidant, so she often followed Zhou Bo and other old stewards to take care of the family's business, and now she has also been promoted to a steward. And there is another section in this, that is, after Jiang Bo was widowed, Mrs. Zhang intended to give Ying'er to Jiang Bo to fill the house. But because Jiang Bo is a bit of a family after all, Zhang Xinzi feels that this may make Jiang Bo think that he has despised his classmates. Second, Jiang Bo's family was in dire straits, and he had a half-eldest son, and Mrs. Zhang Shao also felt that it was a little inappropriate for Ying'er. So although the husband and wife both had this meaning, no one mentioned it to Jiang Bo. But Mrs. Zhang told Ying'er about this plan in private, and Ying'er was very happy in her heart. But the girl's family is a subordinate, how can she say this without shame. can only convey kindness in front of Jiang Bo intentionally or unintentionally, and show it from time to time. But Jiang Bo was a little disheartened after his wife's death, and he didn't care much about the affairs of men and women, so he didn't pay attention to Ying'er's overtures.

After the three of them exchanged pleasantries for a while, Jiang Bo learned that Zhou Bo and Ying'er had just rushed back from Yongzheng Mansion in the west with several truckloads of goods. The two of them had been away from Cold Spring Mansion for about two years, and they didn't know what happened after their disappearance. Seeing that they couldn't find out about the situation at home after he was kidnapped, Jiang Bo was slightly disappointed. simply told them that he was captured by a demon for more than half a year and was almost killed. Later, an old fairy with a white beard saved himself, so that he could come back alive. Although he was vague, and Zhou Bo and the others were a little skeptical, it also explained his current predicament. Zhou Bo hurriedly welcomed Jiang Xiucai to his car. When the passers-by who stopped at the nearby tea shed saw this scene, they all felt that Hanako, who wanted to eat, was so face-saving that there was a convoy to greet him.

After Uncle Zhou settled him, he asked someone to bring him some drinking water and jerky. Jiang Bo couldn't care about being polite, and ate a meal in the gobbling sea. Seeing that he had eaten several people's portions of dried meat, Zhou Bo and Ying'er were busy persuading him to eat slowly, so as not to spoil his stomach and intestines. How did they know that Jiang Bo's current body was out of the range of normal people, and what he ate was decomposed into vitality and energy in his stomach and sent into the meridians for absorption, which was different from ordinary people eating.

Ying'er looked at Jiang Bo's eating appearance, and couldn't help but feel distressed and said, "Brother Jiang, slow down, don't choke." You've been taken away for so long, and I don't know what happened to Xiaofei. If I had known that something like this happened to your family, I would have come back with the goods in the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. At least I can take care of Xiaofei. The corners of his eyes were a little moist as he spoke. Ying'er has secretly regarded the Jiang family's father and son as relatives over the years, and has taken great care of Jiang Xiaofei, like the child's own mother. Xiaofei lost his mother when he was young, so he is also very dependent on Ying'er. As soon as she heard about Jiang Bo's matter, Ying'er's first concern was Xiaofei. Hearing Ying'er mention Xiaofei, Jiang Boden couldn't eat it. The look is also very anxious. Uncle Zhou observed his words on the side, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Jiang, don't worry, don't forget." You also have two good friends, my eldest man and Li Daguanren. It is expected that Ling Gongzi should be fine with their care. ”

Jiang Bo nodded hesitantly, he believed that these two good brothers would definitely be able to take care of their son. Not to mention the hard work of the past few months, even if he is really dead, those two will definitely take care of it to the end.