This year, Zhang Zishan was born.

This baby girl is very talented, she can speak in June, and she will follow Zhang Ning to read and write in August.

When he was one year old, he began to meditate with Zhang Ning to cultivate true qi.

The following winter, snow fell. Eighteen-month-old Zhang Zishan stood on the roof of Zhang Ning's house, with the wind and snow on his head, looking ahead.

She has delicate facial features, big and round eyes, and is dressed in a purple dress with combed horns, which is very cute.

But his expression was cold, and he stood on a high place and exuded a lonely atmosphere.

"Zishan, what are you looking at?" said the little sister of the Li family, who was practicing her sword in front of the house, raised her head and wondered.

Since Zhang Zishan began to cultivate his true qi, and Zhang Ning spent his true qi to lay a foundation for him, his physical fitness is different from ordinary people.

I always like to stand on a high place, and I don't know what I'm looking at.

"I'm looking at the world. Zhang Zishan replied.

"No matter how high you stand, you can only see what is in front of you, how can you see the world? What are you thinking about all day long?"

Zhang Zishan didn't answer again, because her world, the little sister of the Li family didn't understand.

When she was just born, she felt that the world was very big, and she stood tall not to see far.

It's for a glimpse of the mountains.

The higher you stand, the more you can see the world.

The little sister of the Li family looked at this child and was always a little worried.

So she went back to the house and found Zhang Ning who was sitting on the kang peeling peanuts.

After a burst of action, Zhang Ning was abducted, and the two came to a secluded place to talk together.

"Hussar, do you think there is something wrong with the purple shirt?" Zhang Ning heard the conversation between Zhang Zishan and the little sister of the Li family, and guessed the intention of the little sister of the Li family to talk to him.

"Brother Zhang, don't you think?" the little sister of the Li family wondered instead.

Zhang Ning sighed and said, "Zhang Baigong left behind the true spirit, and the true spirit is influencing her and nurturing her, making her soul different from ordinary people and extremely powerful. But it is also affecting the growth of her character, this child is not destined to be innocent, running and playing all over the mountains, she is destined to be turbulent and rampant in the world. Standing taller than others, stronger than others. ”

"Hey, this kid is a little pathetic. The little sister of the Li family was very sympathetic.

Zhang Ning nodded, if there was no Zhang Baigong, Zhang Zishan would just be a girl in a mountain village, take an apricot blossom, a peach blossom-like name, and then work hard and turn into loess.

And now Zhang Zishan is very smart and has entered his door again.

It's lucky.

Influenced by Zhang Baigong's true spirit, it is also unfortunate to lose his childhood innocence.

In order to reach the top in the future, it is also destined to be hard.

The so-called blessing and misfortune depend on each other, whether it is good or bad, that is, the benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wise.

However, there is one point, Zhang Ning can also exert influence.

Use acquired education to make Zhang Zishan softer.

After talking with the little sister of the Li family, Zhang Ning called Zhang Zishan into the study.

Zhang Ning's family originally did not have a study, but because he wanted to teach Zhang Zishan to read and write, he built another room.

There are a lot of books piled up in the study, and the ink is fragrant.

Books have the smell of books, the smell of ink.

"Master!" After Zhang Zishan entered the study, he changed his coldness and saluted Zhang Ning very respectfully.

Zhang Zishan has been held in Zhang Ning's arms since the day he was born, and he spends more time with Zhang Ning than with his parents.

Moreover, Zhang Zishan felt close to Zhang Ning when she saw her, compared to her blood family, Zhang Ning seemed to be her family.

Zhang Ning smiled at this baby girl who had a fate with him before she was born.

One hand brings the big one, and it is different from others.

"Zishan, how long have you not lived at your parents' house?" Immediately, Zhang Ning asked.

"It's been more than three months. Zhang Zishan has a good memory, and after thinking about it, he said.

"Then do you still know what the names of your eldest brother, second brother, and sister are?" Zhang Ning asked again.

"Zhang Shi, Zhang Xiaoshan, Zhang Hong'er. Zhang Zishan has a good memory and said one by one.

Zhang Ning looked at it, but sighed. Although he is his eldest brother, second brother, and elder sister, Zhang Zishan's face shows a cold look.

Presumably even if she is a parent, she is nothing in her heart.

That's the big problem.

The so-called true spirit is the condensation of the soul, and it definitely can't hold too many things. Even the reincarnation of those big people who are all over the world can only stuff the most core things into it.

Most of the memories that have been counted for 10,000 years are stored in other places. Wait for the reincarnated person to grow, and then get it.

Zhang Baigong only cares about power all his life, but it is not only power, Zhang Baigong always remembers that when he wandered to Qidu, he was rescued by a woman.

So, in the event of a disaster, he will turn into Chen Qinglan and go to give porridge. The first battle of Hangzhou saved hundreds of people.

Zhang Baigong's true spirit is not reincarnated, nor is it a seizure, he has not left anything, not even martial arts.

Because Zhang Baigong handed over his child to Zhang Ning, he trusted Zhang Ning and believed that Zhang Ning would take care of Zhang Zishan and teach Zhang Zishan skills.

He gave up many, many, and left only the quest for power in the true spirit.

That's why Zhang Zishan's character is so awkward.

An eighteen-month-old baby girl who likes to stand on a high place and look into the distance. I asked her what she was looking at, and she replied that I was looking at the world.

Blame the kids.

Zhang Baigong has no direct blood relationship with this child, but his personality has been inherited, that is, Zhang Baigong's child.

And what Zhang Ning has to do now is to change.

It's not bad to be a person who pursues power like Zhang Baigong, you can live as much as you want, as long as you are happy.

But Zhang Baigong still has a kind heart, if he doesn't guide him, this kid probably won't have any kindness.

Zhang Ning feels that there is no need to teach this child higher internal skills and higher martial arts now, but to let the child know filial piety.

It doesn't matter if a person is a good person or a bad person.

Out of 100 people, more than 90 people will be grateful to their parents, and then respect and honor their parents.

This is the so-called filial piety.

As the saying goes, there is the essence and blood of my parents, and I am the only one.

Because of the influence of Zhang Baigong, Zhang Zishan is unusually precocious and calm, but he can't feel the happiness of childhood, and he is far away from his parents, let alone filial piety.

Zhang Ning felt that it was important to let this child know filial piety.

Zhang Ning said: "Go home and live for three months, and come back after three months. ”

"Yes. Zhang Zishan has a unique personality and is very cold, she can not listen to anyone, but she can't listen to Zhang Ning, so although she was puzzled, she did not hesitate to respond yes.

Then, she saluted Zhang Ning, turned around and left Zhang Ning's house, and returned to her home in the wind and snow, crossing many mountain roads.

On the way home, Zhang Zishan met many mountain people, but the mountain people did not greet Zhang Zishan, and Zhang Zishan did not pay attention to the mountain people.

Zhang Zishan can walk by herself very early, walking like the wind on the mountain, and when the mountain people first saw her alone, they would care for her.

But Zhang Zishan never talked to the mountain people, and over time, no one among the mountain people talked to Zhang Zishan.

All the mountain people knew that Zhang Zishan was a strange child.

The door of the stone house of Zhang Zishan's house was open, and Zhang Zishan walked in and saw his three older brothers and sisters, two brothers, and one sister.

"Big brother, second brother, sister. Zhang Zishan said, but his face was still cold.

Zhang Zishan's three brothers and sisters were also embarrassed and even frightened when they saw Zhang Zishan. The eldest brother Zhang Shi was a little older, and then said, "Zishan, why are you back?"

"The master sent me back and let me stay for three months. Zhang Zishan said.

"Mom, this ice-like Nizi is actually coming back for three months. The three brothers and sisters of the Zhang family looked at each other, only feeling nightmares.

The three siblings, like the mountain people, loved this sister very much, but over time, only anxiety and fear remained.

In the bedroom, Ding and Zhang Aniu heard the voice and walked out. Zhang Aniu saw that Zhang Zishan was a little nervous and embarrassed, but Ding Shi burst into tears, took Zhang Zishan into his arms, and said, "My son." ”

There is a saying that a loving mother has many defeated children.

From the side, emotionally speaking, in most people's families, mothers will treat their children more carefully than fathers.

Zhang Zishan's family is uneasy, nervous, and even afraid of Zhang Zishan, only Ding's is very attentive to Zhang Zishan and loves his children very much.

Zhang Zishan still looked indifferent, like a doll made of ice cubes.

The rest of the Zhang family was very uneasy, nervous, and embarrassed about Zhang Zishan, but Ding didn't feel embarrassed, she greeted Zhang Zishan with cold and warmth, and took out the clothes that had been made for a long time for Zhang Zishan to wear.

Although the clothes are not beautiful, they are all motherly love.

Two months later.

Winter is coming to an end, and spring is coming. Today is a sunny day, and the three brothers and sisters in Zhang Zishan's family went out to play.

Zhang Aniu also went out, leaving only Ding and Zhang Zishan at home.

Ding is a hard-working mountain village woman, and even at this time, there will be endless things. But for the past two months, Ding has been by Zhang Zishan's side and worked hard to accompany his children.

Just like today, Zhang Zishan stood on a stone in front of his house, looking south. Ding also stood on the side, accompanying Zhang Zishan.

"Mother, why are you so good to me?" Zhang Zishan turned around and asked Ding, although his little face was still cold, it was somewhat different from two months ago.

Although Zhang Zishan was cold, she was extremely smart, and she could naturally sense that the Ding family was unusual to her.

"You're my child, the meat that fell from my belly. With a bright smile on his face, Ding reached out and pinched the fat face of the purple shirt.

Ding was very satisfied.

Although this daughter was a little colder, she gradually changed. This daughter is also the only child in her family who is clean and beautiful, and she may also have a promising future.

Unlike Zhang Shi, Zhang Xiaoshan, and Zhang Honger, they went out cleanly, and when they came back, they were full of mud.

Zhang Zishan looked at Ding's loving face, and then at Ding's stomach, showing a little softness on his face.

Three months later, Zhang Zishan said goodbye to the reluctant Ding family and returned to Zhang Ning's house.

In the study, Zhang Ning sat on the main seat, and Zhang Zishan stood down.

Zhang Zishan is almost two years old, but he looks like he is four or five years old, and he is developing rapidly. Zhang Ning's eyes were like torches, and he naturally saw the difference in Zhang Zishan.

"But what did you understand?" asked Zhang Ning with a smile.

Zhang Zishan nodded and shook his head again.

Zhang Ning understood, this seemed to understand but not understand.

"For the next three months, we studied filial piety. Seven of the ten days were spent studying with me, and three days were home to rest. Zhang Ning said.

"Yes. Zhang Zishan said.

So in the next three months, Zhang Zishan understood what filial piety was, although he was still indifferent, but when he looked at his family, it was always different.

Zhang Ning felt very satisfied.

Family is very important.

Zhang Ning has parents and grandfather.

Grandpa died, and his parents died before he could understand anything. When Zhang Ning was a child, he saw that others had parents, but he didn't have parents, so he was very envious and sad.

Although Liu's father and Liu's mother are very good to Zhang Ning, they are not real parents in the end.

Zhang Ning treats many things coldly, but treats his family very well. The Liu family was almost wiped out, Zhang Ning almost burst into a rage, and before that, Zhang Ning never did anything to the child. But at that time, Zhang Ning asked Wuyang Hou Jin Taisu to kill the people in the second room and one line.

That's Zhang Ning out of control.

There are no nails in the mountains.

Another year has passed.

This year, Zhang Zishan turned three years old.

Wang Shantian is eight years old.

This morning, a group of people came to the mountains. An old man, plus four strong men's retinue. Even if it is an old man, walking on the rugged mountain road is like walking on the ground, and the light work is very good.

This is a group of charlatans.

To be precise, this is the people of nearby Majiazhuang.

There are 36 first-class forces in Daqi, and Majiazhuang is one of them. Majiazhuang is located between the Western Regions and the Great Qi, the Ma family was originally an orthodox Qi bloodline, but it has been married to the people of the Western Regions for a long time, and gradually mixed blood, but it still claims to be the power of the Great Qi rivers and lakes.

Of course, Majiazhuang is dominated by the Ma family, but it also absorbs many disciples as henchmen. Every few years, the people of Majiazhuang will send people to the nearby mountain villages to select young men and women with good roots to join Majiazhuang, learn martial arts in Majiazhuang, and fight for Majiazhuang.

However, there have been many years in Zhangjia Village where no teenager has been selected. This old man's name is Wang Gui, and he is from the nearby Wangjia Village.

When he was a teenager, he also came to Zhangjia Village. Since his old age, he has been in charge of selecting disciples for Majiazhuang, and he is responsible for this area.

Seven or eight years ago, Wang Gui came to Zhangjia Village once.

The arrival of Wang Gui and his entourage naturally caused a sensation in Zhangjia Village. Zhang Xiude, the head of Zhangjia Village and the head of the Zhang family, with the support of his youngest son Zhang Bangyuan, came to greet Wang Gui and introduced Wang Gui into his home.

Wang Gui came here seven or eight years ago, looked around, and felt different. He smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, I haven't visited for many years, but your home is much more generous." ”

"Speaking of which, there is one more strange person in our village. Zhang Xiude said with a smile.

Zhang Xiude's family is much more generous, naturally because of the gold sent by Zhang Ning. That gold can buy half of the mountain village, can Zhang Xiude'an be generous?

"This is a strange person, maybe it is a famous predecessor in the rivers and lakes, but he will visit it later. ”

Wang Gui was also surprised when he heard this, and then showed interest.