After Zheng Lei left, Zhang Hao looked at his grandfather with confusion and asked puzzledly, "Grandpa, why are you so good to him?"

Zhang Liang looked at his grandson lovingly and took out a small box from his pocket.

Zhang Hao was a little inexplicable, since he could remember, this box had been on his grandfather's body all the time, and he had never left him for many years.

"Grandpa, this ......" Zhang Hao pointed to the box in his grandfather's hand.

Zhang Liang held the box and seemed to be caught in the memory, Zhang Hao looked at his grandfather and didn't dare to disturb him, after a long time, the old man woke up from the memory, sighed slowly, and opened the box.

Zhang Hao's eyes widened, for so many years, he had always wanted to know what was in the box that his grandfather carried, but no matter which time, he was scolded by his grandfather, and he had never seen the true face of Lushan in the box.

As the box opened, Zhang Hao's heartbeat slowly accelerated, and in the box, there was a layer of golden brocade wrapping, and the old man held this thing in his hand and slowly opened it.

Zhang Hao couldn't help but be a little disappointed, he saw that his grandfather was holding a marble-sized blue stone in his hand, and the stone looked full of holes, like a golf ball that had shrunk many times and had been stained.

"Grandpa, what is this?" asked Zhang Hao.

"I don't know!" the old man replied very simply, which surprised Zhang Hao.

"But when I first got the stone, an old fairy said something to me. Zhang Liang looked up, as if he was recalling something.

"Old immortals?" Zhang Hao was obviously stunned, since he joined the Extreme Dao Sect, he knew that those so-called old immortals were just people who had achieved cultivation, and those who had truly achieved positive results had already left the earth.

"Well, the old fairy, in my heart, he is an old fairy. Zhang Liang explained, "I was still a hairy boy who had just entered the army, I didn't understand anything, once when I was fighting in the mountains, I was separated from the army, lost in the mountains, inexplicably walked to a river, saw this blue stone, there were white or gray stones everywhere, only this one thing was blue, so I picked it up." Zhang Liang slowly recalled the story of his youth.

"Ah, it turned out to be a picked up stone, and what does this have to do with Zheng Lei?" Zhang Hao muttered.

"Of course it matters, after picking up the blue stone, I seemed to be being guided, it didn't take long to get out of the mountain, I saw the army from a distance, I was happy, I was about to chase the army, suddenly found that there was an old man standing behind me, white beard and white eyebrows, even the hair was white, holding a handful of floating dust in his hand, I was startled, this old man seemed to have been following me for a long time, but I didn't even notice. ”

When Zhang Liang said this, Zhang Hao asked worriedly: "Then you are not in danger, right?"

The old man raised his eyes and asked, "What do you say?" and then continued: "The old man looked at me for a long time, and I felt furious when I saw it, and then he smiled lightly and said to me: 'Since you have picked it up, it proves that you and I are destined. As soon as the old man stretched out his hand, the blue stone in my pocket flew out, and he took it in his hand, as if he were looking at his own things, looked at it for a while, and then said: 'This is a stone that will go crazy, take it with you, and at the critical time, it will save your life, and if you find that this blue stone is hot in the future, it will be his true master, and you will give it to him, and there will be unexpected surprises.' ”

Having said this, Zhang Hao also understood a little, and continued: "So, when you saw Zheng Lei, this stone was hot?"

"It's not just a fever, it's just hot, but although it's hot, it doesn't burn your hands when you hold it in your hand. Zhang Liang said, handing the blue stone to Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao stretched out his hand and touched it, it was really hot, but he was a cultivator, and he could clearly feel that this hot feeling came from the bottom of his heart, not from his hands.

Very strange stone, Zhang Hao thought in his heart, in his memory, he had never heard of such a thing.

"Then grandpa, why don't you just give this stone to Zheng Lei?" asked Zhang Hao.

Zhang Liang smiled, and an old face was full of old schemes: "If I hand over the stone to him like this, even if he gets great achievements after getting it, he will only be grateful to me alone, it is better to take this opportunity to let him contribute some strength to the country, thinking about this thing, it is also a more important thing for him, but looking at the appearance of the old fairy, it seems that this young man does not know that this thing is useful to him." ”

"So Grandpa, you won't give this thing to him until later, right?" Zhang Hao said.

Zhang Liang finally showed a hint of approval: "Yes, the great man of chivalry, for the country and the people, since he is a cultivator, he must go up to the way of heaven, the way of the people, and the way of himself." ”

These words were originally some of the old man's perceptions of life after decades of life, but in Zhang Hao's ears, it was another effect, faintly, Zhang Hao felt as if he had grasped something.

Zheng Lei went all the way back to the ward, just walked to the front of Xiaopang's ward, and suddenly remembered that he forgot to buy a few roast chickens and came back, and wanted to go back and buy them and come back, but he heard the sound of sizzling in the house, and pushed the door to see, only to see Xiaopang holding a roast chicken, eating happily alone.

Seeing Zheng Lei come in, Xiaopang said inarticulately, "Brother Lei, are you back?"

Zheng Lei nodded, as if looking at his younger brother, looking at Xiao Chubby, Zheng Lei is an only child, and he didn't know what it was like to have brothers and sisters since he was a child, but at this moment, he seemed to see his own brother, and the feeling of warm home rippled slightly in his heart.

"Fatty. Zheng Lei stared at Xiao Pang and shouted softly.

"Hmm...... What's the matter?" Chubby occupied his mouth, affecting his speech.

"From now on, I will invite you to eat roast chicken every day. Zheng Lei said with a smile.

"Huh?" Xiaopang suddenly stopped eating wildly, stared at Zheng Lei for three seconds, and then quickly chewed the meat in his mouth a few times and swallowed it, stretching out his oily right hand to touch Zheng Lei's forehead.

Zheng Lei stretched out his hand and pushed it away: "You are full of oil, what are you touching on my head?"

"I see if you have a fever. Chubby said.

Zheng Lei glanced at him and said, "Do you look like I have a fever?"

The little fat looked at Zheng Lei with a serious look and said, "It doesn't look like it, but it's just a little abnormal to speak." ”

"What's wrong?"

"You said you wanted to invite me to roast chicken every day. ”

"yes, what's going on?"

"How is that possible?!"

"How is it impossible?" Zheng Lei smiled mysteriously and said to Xiaopang: "Tell you a secret, my brother is rich!"