After Han Zhong fainted, Han Tiexin stopped Yu Wenyan, who wanted to go to find Langzhong, and hurriedly settled Han Zhong. Han Tiexin informed the two of them of Han Zhong's unfinished experience.

It turned out that the "tanuki" of the year was Han Tiexin. After the plan was revealed, Yang Jian was furious and sent the elite of his dark department. Han Zhong, who finally passed through many levels, was finally sniped by the dark department. Although he escaped alive in the end, he also suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

fled all the way to Luoyang, and finally with the help of Zhang Rail, he was lucky to save his life. Because he was afraid of implicating Zhang Rail, he finally decided to settle in the deserted suburbs of Luoyang. After years of recuperation, the internal injuries of that year have not been eradicated. On the contrary, it gradually became a stubborn hidden disease.

Recently, the Zhang family, who had been in contact with Han Zhong, suddenly disappeared as if they had evaporated from the world. Han Zhong was also anxious, so he took Han Tiexin to the city to investigate the situation of the Zhang family under the guise of performing arts, but he always found nothing.

Originally, Yu Wenxian and Zheng Hao were ready to help take care of Han Zhong, but they were rejected by Han Tiexin, who had a lot of criticism for the two. The two had no choice but to give up.

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With the lights from every house, Zheng Hao and Yuwen Xi walked on the way back to the dart game. From time to time, there was a loud laugh in their ears, but the two of them ignored it and thought about it.

Came to the back door of the dart game, just about to enter the door. I saw a black shadow sneakily out of the dart game. After looking around, he galloped away like a civet cat in the dark night.

Looking at the black shadow that was gradually moving away, Zheng Hao and Yuwen Yan nodded tacitly, and followed the tail of the black shadow to chase after it.

It's also strange to say that since the exercises in the two of them have been running, the two of them, who were originally staggering when they walked, seemed to have more and more tacit understanding. And with the deliberate exercise of the two, the strange exercise made the feeling of the two hearts and minds more and more obvious.

As the distance between them and the man in black got closer and closer, the two were pleasantly surprised to find that their bodies had been greatly improved in terms of speed and strength.

Just as the two of them were immersed in that wonderful feeling, the black shadow turned over and disappeared. The two had to stop and look for the shadows again.

Just as Zheng Hao was looking left and right, he suddenly felt a lightness in his body. This familiar feeling made him "greet" Yu Wenyan again in his heart.

Yu Wenxian said to leave again, which made Zheng Hao extremely irritable. He sighed and looked around. Looking back, an imposing door number appeared in front of me. "Zhang Fu?" Zheng Hao estimated the two big characters of the dragon flying and phoenix dance, and couldn't help but say suspiciously.

Looking at the blue brick and white tile wall in front of him, it seems that he can't see the end at a glance, and the two stone lions at the door are carved vividly, all of which show the glory of the Zhang family. But at this time, compared with the flowers and wine behind him, the unusually quiet "Zhang Mansion" in front of him seemed so eerie and terrifying.

A gust of wind blew, Zheng Hao shivered unconsciously, and his heart couldn't help but retreat. Looking up at the moon hanging high on the branches, Zheng Hao shrugged his shoulders and prepared to go home. Just as he was about to leave quietly, the jade pendant on his chest suddenly shone brightly, and Zheng Hao felt that he was pushed hard by an invisible force and slammed into the door.

With a "squeak", the closed door was unlocked, and it opened with a light push. And Zheng Hao, who couldn't control himself, felt that he had hit a person's body solidly. And the man didn't seem to expect that there would be such an open door behind him. Caught off guard, the two fell on all fours together.

Zheng Hao, who was smashed, finally saw it clearly. The one who fell to the ground seemed to be the black shadow from before, just about to escape. was grabbed by the black shadow, and the other party's bright eyes gradually approached.

The black shadow made a silent gesture, then pulled down the mask and said softly, "Shaoxia, I'm Ah Rong"

Zheng Hao rubbed his eyes before he saw the young man in front of him clearly. He knew this face, and he was also among the dart masters who came to support him before. Seeing that it was his own person, Zheng Hao's heart was relaxed.

He smiled and stretched out his hand, and said a little shyly, "I'm glad to be there." Ah Rong pulled Zheng Hao up and asked strangely, "Shaoxia, why are you here too?"

Zheng Hao couldn't help but scold in his heart: "Do you think Lao Tzu wants to come in, Lao Tzu is ready to go back and sleep in vain." But of course, he explained the previous misunderstanding.

Ah Rong nodded after hearing this, but did not speak, with an attitude of going to stay at his own convenience. Zheng Hao actually wanted to leave this ghost place very much, but as long as he had the slightest idea of leaving, the jade pendant on his chest would "glow with a warning". Seeing this, Zheng Hao had no choice but to give up, and together with Ah Rong, he investigated the whereabouts of the Zhang family.

The two searched inside and out for a long time, turning the Zhang family upside down, but they didn't find half a useful clue. All the gold and silver were not taken away, and every room was spotless, as if it had been deliberately cleaned.

After each searching, the two came to the agreed meeting point, glanced at each other, and shook their heads at the same time.

Just when the two found nothing and were ready to leave. A sudden gust of wind blew, Zheng Hao's eyes were squinted, and the exposed skin hurt as if it had been cut by a knife. Just when the wind did not stop, the jade pendant shone brightly again. Accompanied by the green light, there seemed to be a vague voice that came into Zheng Hao's ears from time to time.

After the strong wind passed, the jade pendant still shined undiminished. Zheng Hao looked at the jade pendant on his chest, and turned back a little embarrassed, ready to explain to Ah Rong the abnormality on his chest. But he found that Ah Rong had fainted and fallen to the ground at this time.

"Are you Lin Daiyu, you can still be blown down by the wind. Zheng Hao complained while preparing to walk over to see what was going on. But as soon as I lifted my legs, I felt as if my legs were being pulled by something. He looked back again, and saw an old man with a glowing ghostly light, kneeling on the ground with a bloody face, and grabbed his legs. Zheng Hao didn't say much when he saw this, and he fainted with a roll of his eyes.

In the early morning, a trace of warm sunlight shone on Zheng Hao's face, and Zheng Hao, who woke up leisurely, straightened up. Looking at the jade pendant that was still flashing, recalling the frightening scene last night, Zheng Hao took a deep breath with palpitations.

When he looked around, he found that Ah Rong seemed to have woken up, kneeling in the shadows not far away, looking at himself solemnly. Zheng Hao got up, patted the ash on his buttocks, waved to Ah Rong, and signaled to leave.

But Ah Rong knelt there motionless like an old monk. Zheng Hao looked at the sluggish Ah Rong and couldn't help but sneer: "This is stupid? Then he walked over, ready to wake up Ah Rong, who had lost his soul.

Just as he was about to slap Ah Rong, Ah Rong suddenly kowtowed to him. Zheng Hao was taken aback, his hand raised in mid-air, stopped, and cold sweat surged in an instant.

Ah Rong kowtowed, and said with a serious face: "Holy Ten Thousand Blessings, Long Live Long Live Long Live." With that, he knocked down again.

Zheng Hao kept moving, moving his feet slowly, just as he was about to escape. Ah Rong seemed to be aware of it, and continued in a voice as kind as possible: "Holy Lord, don't panic, although I am a lonely ghost, I am also a loyal person, please don't be afraid, I have something important to tell you." Seeing that Zheng Hao really stopped, the ghost paused, as if sorting out his thoughts. Then he slowly began to tell.

It turned out that the owner of this ghost was Zhang Liang, when Yu Wenbin was still in power. He was ordered to build a treasury just in case, just in case. He was also a participant in Han Zhong's Savior Plan back then. Originally, I wanted to use this to help Yuwen Xian and reorganize the rivers and mountains. But I didn't expect to wait for thousands of times, and in the end, what I was waiting for was the news of Yuwen's death. The disheartened Zhang Liang decided to let this secret disappear forever, so he ordered someone to burn the originally prepared treasure map in the Chang'an residence. Unexpectedly, this matter was known to his youngest son Zhang Huo, who was greedy for money.

Zhang Huo concealed Zhang Liang and stopped his subordinates from destroying the treasure map. Then, in order to hide people's eyes, he secretly packed the treasure map and a lot of gold and silver into soft boxes and transported them back together. But I don't know who knows about it, the Zhang family was wiped out overnight, and Zhang Huo is nowhere to be found. And Zhang Liang, who died unexpectedly, became a lonely ghost, wandering aimlessly in Zhang's mansion all day long and unwilling to leave.

Zhang Liang looked up at the gradually rising sun, and continued to speak, and said comfortingly: "The Holy Lord learned today that you are not dead, and I can really be blind to death." After that, he smiled and looked at Zheng Hao, who was speechless.

Looking at the silent saint in front of him, the sensitive Zhang Liang suddenly realized something, squinted his eyes and observed. After a while, he suddenly pounced on Zheng Hao with angry eyes, and roared angrily: "You! are you not a saint, where did the wild ghost come from, and he dared to deceive the old man." ”

Zheng Hao, who was in the circle, was still thinking about whether what happened in front of him was true or false. In a blink of an eye, Zhang Liang, who was rampant, was pressed under him and couldn't move. At this moment, the jade pendant on Zheng Hao's chest was aware of it, and the light surged. The faint green light slowly swirled like a whirlpool. In the whirlpool, there seemed to be thousands of scriptures coming out from time to time with the light. Zhang Rail covered his ears, as if he couldn't withstand the power of this green light. He rolled on the ground like madness, wailing in pain. After a while, Zhang Liang's movements slowed down, and from time to time he let out a low roar like hell.

Under Zheng Hao's stunned gaze, the blood-soaked soul on his face last night was pulled out of Ah Rong's body little by little like substance. No matter how much he struggled, he was still sucked into it by the jade pendant.

With the green light gone, everything around seemed to be calm again. Only the stupid Zheng Hao grew his mouth, his eyes widened, and he lay on the ground for a long time unable to speak.