The scene in front of him was really a bit coke, but although the people present did not laugh, they all looked relaxed, especially Zhang Zizhi, this person's cultivation was even worse than his appearance, and it would be easier to ask something.

And Zheng Daochang, who was lying on the ground, was not happy at all, Zhang Zizhi's magic pressure was undoubtedly Mount Tai's pressure for him, and this strange feeling made him even more frightened.

Desperately raised his head slightly, stared at the person who walked in, but saw that the leader was a familiar young man, who seemed to be a star.

The young man tilted his head and looked at him twice, and then the pressure on his body relaxed, and Zheng Daochang understood that this was to let him go, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and tried to manipulate his weak body to get up from the ground as calmly as possible.

"Tsk, no matter how you look at it, you look like a cultivator who wants to save face, but you just cultivate demons," Zhang Zizhi looked at the embarrassed Zheng Daochang and mocked, but unfortunately Yin Yi was not there, and the others were too lazy to scold him.

But when these words fell on Zheng Daochang's ears, it was like a thunderbolt, and his face, which had been forced to be calm, finally broke into fear.

"What's wrong with this?" Although it was the first time for Zhang Zizhi to come to find the wandering demon cultivator, he had often heard from his senior brothers about finding this kind of wild monk in the mortal world.

This group of people who have watched too many TV series and have messed up their brains, always think that their hard work cannot be discovered, and once they are discovered, they will be killed and robbed of treasures or something, tsk, don't look at the legal era now, okay.

After admiring Daochang Zheng's embarrassment for a while, he found that the other party's eyes were starting to get bloodshot, and considering that the time to arrive at the director's request was almost up, Zhang Zizhi was very kind and decided not to continue to bully this poor wild little cultivator.

"Come, let me introduce you, these three are members of the NSA Special Service Team, and they are in charge of matters related to the monks," he said, making a look at them as they took out their documents.

Meng Xia and the others were very helpless, but this is also a system regulation, I didn't expect Zhang Zizhi to understand it so clearly, the two indifferent members of the special service team took out the documents and showed them to Zheng Daochang, Meng Xia didn't care, beckoned a document stamped with the big seal of the National Security Bureau and flew directly to Zheng Daochang's eyes and flew back into his storage ring.

This hand made Daoist Zheng's eyes widen, "This fellow Daoist is a real monk?"

"Hey, hey, what a fellow Daoist!" Zhang Zizhi rolled his eyes, "An ignorant person, although this is a true cultivator, but he is a real person in Jindan, you are a half-demon cultivator, and you are not afraid of losing your life." ”

These words frightened Zheng Daochang's forehead with sweat, and he hurriedly humbly made it to the end, begging for mercy in his mouth, thinking that he could actually see a living Jindan real person in his lifetime, it was simple.

Meng Xia didn't say much, only glanced at Zhang Zizhi, and the other party accepted it when he saw it, and didn't talk nonsense anymore, but went straight to the point.

He first asked Zheng Daochang how to start cultivating demons, because he had already made Ma Wei at the beginning, Zheng Daochang knew everything completely.

It turned out that Zheng Daochang was originally a villager in a remote mountainous area under Xicheng, his hometown was not rich, and the whole village was so poor that he had to go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables to barely have something to eat.

Zheng Daochang, commonly known as Zheng Jiabao, is the youngest of the seven children in the family, and the only boy, his parents spoil him, no matter how poor he is, he will not suffer him, so the sister above has to work, and he doesn't have to do anything.

It's a pity that the good times don't last long, he is an old man, his parents were a little old when he was born, his eldest sister married when he was two years old, and the dowry given by the man was all replaced by his milk powder, and after a few years, the second sister, the third sister, and the fourth sister also married one after another, and the dowry became his tuition and living expenses.

When the fifth sister and the sixth sister also reached the age of marriage, the old father and mother were no longer in good health, and it was basically impossible to watch their son get married and have children as an adult.

It's a pity that the people in the village are not rich in the first place, and who is willing to spend a lot of money to hire a daughter-in-law? The so-called dowry is only relatively speaking, and it doesn't add up much, and the old couple wants to save it all for their son, but it is normal for them to have a headache and brain fever when they are old, and no matter how much they save money, they can't save money on medicine.

In this way, when the second elder passed away, Zheng Jiabao only had about 1,000 yuan left in his hand, which was saved thanks to the village's low requirements for funerals.

Zheng Jiabao, who lost his parents, had a sad life all of a sudden, he enjoyed the blessings too early, he couldn't even farm, and he had no choice but to go to his sister to fight the autumn breeze.

But his family was already poor, his sisters couldn't get a decent dowry when they got married, and they didn't bring back a single dowry, and they had a hard time in their in-laws' house, even if they gave birth to a son and gained a firm foothold in their in-laws' family, they didn't have much right to speak.

Of course, even if they have the right to speak, their parents were too biased back then, and their own brothers were not successful, none of the six sisters were willing to accept this idle meal, and when they saw Zheng Jiabao coming to the door, they gave a half-cake with a good temper and then coaxed people away, and those with a bad temper went out directly.

Zheng Jiabao saw that he couldn't survive in the village, and he was already sixteen, so he simply packed his luggage and followed the young people in the village out to work.

It's a pity that when he got to the city, he didn't have a diploma and couldn't endure hardship, he couldn't get tired of the job introduced by others, and he couldn't find a job.

Unable to find a job and having no money, Zheng Jiabao, who was desperate, couldn't even find a place to live, so he had to beg a neighbor brother in the same village to take him in temporarily.

This kind-hearted eldest brother himself lives on the construction site, and there are regulations on the construction site, and non-staff are not allowed to enter, and it is not good to refuse directly, so he thought about it for a long time and took him to a Taoist temple in the back mountain.

In fact, there is no Taoist priest in this Taoist temple, the entire land including this mountain has been bought by the developer to build a large residential area, and is currently working on the first phase of the project, the back mountain is the second phase, and it will not be moved for the time being, so people have been demolished and left, and the Taoist temple is still retained, and it can barely live for a while.

Lying alone on the wooden bed of the Taoist temple, Zheng Jiabao, who weptly and missed his parents, fell asleep in a daze.

In his dream, a dark fog enveloped him, and the cold sound of the wind sounded in his ears, as if someone was talking to him in a hoarse voice.

Zheng Jiabao felt that the blood in his whole body was like coagulation, he couldn't feel any temperature on his body, and the growing sense of fear made him struggle desperately in his dream, but he found that he couldn't break free at all, and the whole person began to fall into despair.