In 780 B.C., the second year of King You of Zhou, 100 kilometers away from Weishui.

In the cold winter, there are clouds in all seasons. On the side of things, spring goes to Fanghua.

A small village in the mountains, with a population of thousands, and 61 households are brightly lit.

In the courtyard of the Zhang family, the people were noisy, and two housekeepers wrapped in sackcloth set up escalators, and the big red lanterns were hung in the most conspicuous position at the entrance of the courtyard in turn. On the passage facing the gate, there is an animal skin blanket several zhang long and one zhang wide, which leads directly to the main table in the courtyard. There are countless colored lanterns, which are neatly hung on both sides, and people suddenly become energetic.

In the middle of the hall, a big word for longevity was pasted, adding a little joy to this year's hall.

The living room was already overcrowded, with relatives and friends from all over the country, as well as local magnates, and the different levels were arranged by the housekeeper in different guest seats. The closer you get to the red cloth table in the center, the more special your identity is. Sitting in the back were all relatives and friends from the village.

The bride price is piled up, stuffed into the side room, and the No. 10 house slaves, each with a happy face, is busy with life.

A shout broke the joy of the guests.

"Which one is Zhang Qingyang here?" a strong man stepped through the door, revealing a deep face and yelling boredly.

"Next, Zhang Fengyue, I don't know who Your Excellency is, what is the important matter for my father?" A young man who called himself Zhang Qingyangzhi, Zhang Fengyue, bowed politely and saluted.

Who knew that the strong man, without saying a word, stepped forward with a kick, which was into the lower abdomen of the young man, and he knelt in pain with his abdomen in pain.

On the side, more than a dozen house slaves saw that the second young master was beaten, and rushed up, wanting to take down this man who didn't know the height of the sky. Unbeknownst to him, more than a dozen people were knocked down one by one before they could get close to the strong man, and they fell heavily to the ground, wailing constantly.

"Which one is Zhang Qingyang. Another shout. The sound was like thunder, as if it could penetrate people's hearts, and directly frightened the timid to hide under the tables and chairs.

"Who are you to dare to be presumptuous here!" said an older man, who stood up and walked slowly towards the strong man.

The strong man saw that the person who came was older than himself. It restrained the recklessness just now. He smiled honestly and said: "I am the butcher under Qiyun Mountain, a few days ago, an old man with a long beard gave me a piece of silver, and asked me to come today to give a gift to Zhang Qingyang." ”

As he spoke, he took out a wooden box from his bosom, which looked a little rough, and he didn't know what it contained.

The elder took the wooden box and smiled slightly, "Don't send it." "It's going to the inner hall. The recklessness of the strong man was seen by everyone present. So I wish he had left sooner.

came to Zhang Qingyang's study, and after knocking lightly on the door, a kind old man with white hair came out.

"Village chief, oops,,, it's really annoying for the old man. , how can I ask you to visit in person? Zhang Qingyang's eyebrows furrowed. Some were flattered.

The old man who was called the village chief by Zhang Qingyang was the great benevolent man in this village, Zhao Mangui.

Zhao Mangui said with a smile. "You are a circle older than me in terms of age, and today you came to the door to greet the old birthday star, it is because of it, and you don't need to care about those vulgar rituals. ”

"The village chief is really an adult, and there are a lot of them. The old man is old, and he doesn't know how many times he can see the sun and the moon. The only thing I can't worry about is my child. Zhang Qingyang didn't know why, since he was a little sad, he always felt that something was going to happen, although today was his 70th birthday. But that breath of death is getting closer.

That's why he suddenly, unusually, asked Village Chief Zhao to be alone.

What Zhang Qingyang said in his mouth is Xiao'er, who is his second son. I'm only 16 years old this year. And it was Zhang Qingyang's eldest son, Zhang Fengyue, who was kicked by a strong man in the courtyard before. Zhang Fengyue is twenty-eight this year, 42 years younger than Zhang Qingyang.

Zhao Mangui's heart trembled, it can't be that he is old and confused, saying such unlucky things on such a happy day. So, he smiled, "Brother Qingyang will definitely be able to live a long life, and the children in the family will be young and promising, and they will also win glory for Brother Qingyang." ”

"By the way, there was a big man just now, who said that he was entrusted by someone to give Brother Qingyang a gift. After speaking, Zhao Mangui looked calm, and took out a wooden box from his sleeve, the wooden box was not big, and it was just in the palm of his hand.

Zhang Qingyang thought in his heart, who would give gifts to himself without leaving a name?

Reaching out and taking the wooden box, it looked at it carefully, and there was nothing special.

"It's really the village chief, I will come to thank you another day!" Zhang Qingyang clasped his fists and thanked him.

After a few polite words, Zhao Mangui left.

In the inner hall, Zhang Qingyang was holding a wooden box in his hand, stomping back and forth in the study, his face was a little ugly, because he had not been able to open this seemingly simple wooden box in the first place.

It stands to reason that today's birthday is because the birthday star sits in the hall and accepts the kneeling of the younger generation. But Zhang Qingyang sat alone in the inner room, ignoring the joy.

An old man like him, who has lived a long time, what is the bustling market, the smoke and rain, the mundane things, the locks and miscellaneous things, all of which are fleeting and lost in an instant.

If it weren't for the eldest child, Zhang Fengyue insisted on Zhang Luo, Zhang Qingyang would rather end up quiet than have a big birthday. That's why this old birthday star will live in the inner room without interference.

Just when he was cultivating his mind, Village Chief Zhao suddenly came to visit and took a wooden box to give away, and what was the mystery of this wooden box, but Zhang Qingyang had no clue.

When night fell, the cold wind was biting, and whoever blocked the striker was injured. The scrape on the face is like a sharp knife, leaving deep cuts.

The second young master of the Zhang family, Chen Haoran. I finally found a satisfying gift in the snow.

The accompanying few house slaves, tall and big, although they were dressed in plain clothes, they were resolute and upright, with joy on their faces, and wept for the second young master to have this filial piety.

"Everyone has worked hard, and Erlishan will be home, and then one person will reward you with a jar of good wine!" Chen Haoran was a little excited, and couldn't wait to give his father the hard-won gift.

When everyone heard that there was a reward for good wine, they all showed greedy looks, quickened their pace, and galloped behind the second young master's white horse.

After a cup of tea, the group came to Zhaojia Village. Zhaojia Village is not big, but it is a small village surrounded by several hills.

The reason why it is called Zhaojia Village is because the village chief's surname is Zhao, and he has been loved by the villagers for several generations, so he has received this honor. The Zhang family is a well-known big family in Zhaojia Village, although it is an outsider, it is highly respected by the villagers.

The head of the Zhang family, Zhang Qingyang is a bright and upright person. Never do anything that is worthy of your conscience. Practicing medicine and curing diseases, saving lives and helping the wounded, is regarded as the ancestral training of Zhang Xianren.

As soon as the second young master of the Zhang family stepped into Zhaojia Village, a house slave came to greet him, "Second young master, you can be regarded as back." The lord has sent people to inquire about the news, it is freezing outside, what can I do if it freezes. The house slave who said this was a young man about the same age as Chen Haoran, because he was quick and rigorous, Zhang Qingyang gave him the surname Zhang and Luo.

As for the other house slaves, they were not so lucky, and the lord rode horses, and they could only run on dirt ground.

Zhang Luo rode a mule. In front of the belt, while shouting loudly, the second young master is back Luo, the second young master is back Luo......

It can be heard from a distance, the big butler, Lao Liu hurriedly went out with a few entourages to greet him.

"Second young master, the master is waiting in the inner hall, and Zhao Dashan took a strange wooden box into the master's study. After that, the old man ordered people to look for the second young master everywhere. At this time, the old man was probably sitting in front of the hall in a daze. Second Young Master, let's go and take a look!" The big housekeeper, Lao Liu explained the reason for the incident in one breath.

How could a wooden box make his father so melancholy, Chen Haoran carried the mysterious gift in his arms and rushed towards the inner hall without making any stops.

A few steps followed the shadow to Zhang Qingyang's study, and through the screen, only a male voice came from the inner room.

"Sir. The little one inquired, the butcher's name is Liu Laoer, this person has a body of brute strength, but his head is not enough to call, and he was a few days ago. He made a fuss with a piece of solid wood and injured the eldest young master. Later, Village Chief Zhao came forward, and Liu Lao Er reined in. It's just ,,," The house slave who reported the news to Zhang Qingyang said halfway, but he didn't stop and didn't continue.

Zhang Qingyang wore his beard, half-squinted his old eyes, and did not ask, but signaled the house slave to retreat.

"Come in, where are you going crazy, I don't know if today is your birthday!" Zhang Qingyang scolded Chen Haoran behind the screen with some reproach.

"Son, if you can't bow down to your father in a hurry, I hope that your father won't be angry. I heard that there are often 10,000-year-old turtles on the banks of the Weishui River, so I looked for it and wanted to surprise my father. As he spoke, he took out a turtle pill from his bosom and offered it with both hands.

When Zhang Qingyang heard this, Gu Dan, the old face that was originally pulled down was also moved, and he smiled and said: "My son is really filial and knows what he needs to be a father." ”

This turtle pill is a good thing, as the saying goes, the thousand-year-old king is eighty-thousand-year-old turtle. This 10,000-year-old turtle, I'm afraid that it has already passed through spirituality, not to mention its magic for the time being, let's just say that its value, even if it is thousands of miles away, it is difficult to exchange. Zhang Qingyang has lived for most of his life, and it is the first time he has seen the real thing. How can you not be happy.

If you want to say that this medicinal effect is even more miraculous, it is certain to prolong life, otherwise there would not be so many people scrambling to find it.

It is said that today, he is also sending people around to look for this thing, but he doesn't want to be found by Chen Haoran. If this matter spreads, it will be another bloody storm.

So Zhang Qingyang immediately took his child Chen Haoran into a secret room.

Turtle Dan, also known as Turtle Dan Relic. It is still the essence of the 10,000-year-old turtle's body. If ordinary people get it, they can cultivate a true body and live for a long time, and if they understand pharmacology, those who are already cultivating the Tao can get it, and they will be able to greatly improve its medicinal properties.

In the secret room, a vigorous veteran picked up the turtle pill relic the size of a fingernail and looked at it carefully. At this time, Zhang Qingyang completely forgot about the rough wooden box, and he never thought that this was a great opportunity for him to achieve the Tao in cultivation.

However, the pattern of fate has long been instilled in everyone's life with the original bit by bit.

The father and the two quietly left the secret room after a mysterious conversation

There is no impermeable wall in this world, and I don't know which mouth tells the news that the second young master risked his life to find the 10,000-year-old turtle in order to fulfill his filial piety.

Within a few days, the Hojing regime issued a great edict to the world, and anyone who provided the whereabouts of the turtle would be rewarded with a thousand amounts of gold, acres of fertile land, one horse, and ten beauties.

If there is a tribute to the relics of the turtle, the reward is 10,000 gold, 10,000 acres of fertile land, 1,000 horses, and the number of beautiful people.

Those who do not report the information will be exterminated.

As soon as the news came out, Zhaojia Village, which was originally peaceful and peaceful, suddenly became the focus of everyone. Especially the few house slaves who followed the second young master to look for the turtle in the snow, they couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep warmly. Think about the generosity of the Hokyo regime, and then think about the identity of your own unwillingness.

Finally, one of the house slaves could not bear it, and first proposed that the seller seek glory in order to seek the wealth of a worry-free life for the rest of his life.

At first, the other house slave was still a little restrained. But in the end, under the instigation of another slave with a little wisdom, a consensus was reached, and it was decided to steal the turtle pill tonight and present it to the present day.

In the evening, the night was dark, the cold wind was still there, and the Zhang family compound was the same as usual. After the meal, everyone went about their own business. Zhang Qingyang looks radiant, elegant as a fairy, and there is a kind of idleness of the immortal family who goes down to earth to experience the suffering of the people.

Through a few days of research, all the original ancestral pills were taken out, and through pharmacological comparison and actual clinical experience, Zhang Qingyang always felt that as long as the medicinal properties of the turtle pill relics were added, they could be reborn. A true elixir that drifts in the dust.

This is also the realm of ascending immortals that the Zhang Xianren family has been pursuing. It's just that Zhang Xianren spent his whole life, and he didn't find the whereabouts of the 10,000-year-old turtle, and he didn't have the opportunity to see the true face of the turtle pill relic.

The Zhang family has been passed down for several generations, and it was not until Zhang Qingyang that there were two, one, Zhang Fengyue, one, and Chen Haoran. It can be said that the ancestors have accumulated virtue. Only to protect the branches of the tree.

For several years, the Zhang family was nominally a medical practitioner. opened a pharmacy, in fact, in secret, he has been studying the secret of death, the method of cultivating immortals, and the respect of stepping on the realm.

By Zhang Qingyang's generation, it is the ninth generation. The fruits of generations are about to become a reality, however. People are not as good as heaven, and the arrival of bad luck took away everything in the Zhang family.

"Walk the water, walk the water,,。 I don't know which of the minions shouted.

In the blink of an eye, the wood room was already on fire, and the fire was blowing with the wind, and soon it baked the side room, and then the ancient trees on both sides wore a red fire suit, twisting rapidly in the cold wind, and dedicated the evergreen pine leaves to the fiery night.

The house slaves brought buckets of water and ruthlessly squandered life-saving sweat beads, but all this was in vain. In a moment, the entire Zhang family compound was so quietly reclining and turned into charcoal under the scorching flames.

At the same time, Zhaojia Village was also affected, and the villagers around Zhang's house were killed and injured, and the wailing continued.

Chen Haoran happened to go out and escaped this catastrophe by luck. In addition to Zhang Fengyue and Zhang Qingyang, a few other minions disappeared, and the rest were all killed.

In this conspiracy, among the four house slaves who followed the second young master Chen Haoran, there was a slave named Wang Wu, who was quite wise, and this water show was planned by him.

first bought off a few outsiders and went to Zhang's pharmacy to make trouble, he knew that Zhang Qingyang loved the child the most, Chen Haoran.

It was determined that Zhang Qingyang would definitely send Chen Haoran to investigate the matter, because the incident was urgent, Chen Haoran only brought the house slave Zhang Luo with him before leaving, and had no other entourage.

Then, he pointed the finger at the eldest young master Zhang Fengyue, although Zhang Fengyue was born with beautiful eyebrows and a lot of style, but she was born from the Ji family, that is, Zhang Qingyang's wife, Ji Yumei.

Ji Yimei did not become pregnant until Zhang Qingyang was 54 years old, that is, the second young master of the Zhang family, Chen Haoran.

Originally, he inherited the family business by the elder, but Zhang Fengyue was not born in the main family, so Chen Haoran is the natural successor.

After analyzing this, Wang Wu skillfully explained the matter of Gu Dan to him, Zhang Fengyue originally held a grudge against his brother Chen Haoran, and was thinking about making a move to deal with him, but he didn't expect that since the minions around his brother came to the door, he had the heart of a traitor. This turtle pill is a secret treasure for cultivating immortals, so he naturally wants to take it for himself.

Although Zhang Fengyue hated Chen Haoran, he couldn't accept the fact that the slave wanted to kill the master no matter what. But for the sake of his own ambitions, he pushed the boat along the river and planned to make a plan.

After the matter is completed, there is a frame-up, and it is a capital crime just for the slave to move the heart of killing the master.

So Zhang Fengyue took advantage of the fire to sneak into the secret room, killed his father with his own hands, and stole the turtle pill relics and ancestral secret recipes, but he ignored the rough wooden box.

A big hand stained with black smoke stretched out the charred charcoal, and crawled out of the secret room with difficulty, and the moment he climbed out, he was crying and couldn't hold his soul.

This person is Zhang Fengyue, who killed his father with his own hands.

When the nearby villagers saw that it was the eldest young master of the Zhang family who was still alive, they all felt sobbing and hot, and the Zhang family was endless. Then I thought of the old man of the Zhang family, Zhang Qingyang.

Everyone shouted for a long time, is Master Zhang okay?

Zhang Fengyue cried bitterly with tears, "Father, he ,,, recruited someone to kill ,,," After speaking, she was heartbroken, crying out of breath.

"What, who is so bold and dares to kill Master Zhang, it's really hateful. ”

"Master Zhang is a very good person, who will you look for in the future, there are several people in the town who have the highest medical skills. ”

"Hey, good people don't live long, Master Zhang is good when he leaves. ，”

"How many people up and down the Zhang family could suffer such a disaster for no reason, someone must have framed the Zhang family. A young man in sackcloth fanned the flames on the sidelines to unify everyone's thoughts. In this way, the plan can be developed logically.

"That is, someone must be framed, and we want to avenge the master of the Zhang family......" Someone really echoed on the side.

Seeing that the atmosphere was already high and had reached the ideal level, the young man in Mai quietly retreated.

Zhang Fengyue, seeing this, winked at this and ordered him to wait for instructions in the grove in front of him.

In this way, the villagers, who were in high spirits, found all the corpses of the Zhang family in one go. And one by one, they took out the animal skins to record the names of the deceased, but fortunately, the corpses could barely be recognized.

The results came out quickly, the second young master Chen Haoran, as well as the four house slaves around him, and Zhang Luo alone, were not at the scene.

As a result, many villagers were talking about it again.

Suddenly. Zhao Mangui, the village head, said, "This morning, I went to the river to fetch water for the cowboys, as if I saw four people. What was said in front of Shi Chun, I didn't care about it at the time, but now that I think about it, those four subordinates are probably the four minions of the Zhang family.

"Even if there is such a thing, without further ado, I hope that the villagers will help find it. As long as these four people are found, I believe that the matter of walking in the water will naturally come to light. "An elder of the Zhang family immediately took someone to look for it.

Soon, with just a few cups of tea, Wang Wu and a few people were caught in the grove in front of him. Several people were tied up tightly. A piece of linen was stuffed in the mouth, and when everyone saw it, there was a severe beating, and there were many people, and I don't know who it was, so they stabbed the sharp knives that had been prepared into the chests of the four people, and everyone stopped when they saw this, but it was too late, and the four of them all went back to the west together.

After such a fuss, the revenge of the old man of the Zhang family was avenged, and the deaths of Wang Wu and several people were unknown, and Village Chief Zhao took the lead in finding a piece of land to bury these people, which can be regarded as worthy of them.

The matter came to an end in a daze.

In other words, Chen Haoran took Zhang Luo to Haojing to deal with the pharmacy after the incident, and was about to go back, but he heard some rumors, saying that it was Zhaojia Village, Weishui, and the whole family of the Zhang family was turned into ashes overnight. Only the eldest young master of the Zhang family survived, and the second young master of the Zhang family and a slave disappeared mysteriously.

Although the voice was small, it was a bolt from the blue in Chen Haoran's ears.

Zhang Luo also heard it, and hurriedly turned his head to stare at the second young master, afraid that the second young master would not be able to withstand such a blow.

"If the rumors are true, then what to do. Zhang Luo was anxious, but on the surface, he pretended to be determined.

"Second young master, don't listen to their nonsense, this is completely a fantasy, people are worried, Master Zhang is refreshed, he has always been modest and cautious, who will have trouble with the Zhang family, besides, there are still Wang Wu and a few of them in the family, and ordinary surnames can't get close to the Zhang family at all. Zhang Luo will think deeply about what he said, and spit it out.

Chen Haoran didn't say anything, and an inexplicable sense of crisis instantly swept through his body, and there was an artistic conception of impending disaster. Ever since he heard those words, for some reason, his whole soul was gone, his thoughts were complete, and he wandered out of the world, leaving only the young body on a white horse, swaying from side to side.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice in his head, it was his father's forbidden word, "My son, Hugh is going back,,, go south to ,,, the wooden box." ”

He woke up from his sleep for a while, and then said two words: "Come back quickly." ”

Zhang Luo knew very well that the second young master must have thought of something when he was unusual, and the most basic thing for a good slave is to carry out orders, and there must be no refutation. Like Wang Wusi, there is more than innocent death, and such a hasty life will not be left behind.

The capital of the Western Zhou Dynasty, Haojing and Weishui are far away, and it takes a month to go back and forth.

After the overnight rush, Chen Haoran was exhausted and could no longer support his weak body, after all, he was only sixteen years old, although many children like him were already talking about marriage and falling leaves, marrying and giving birth, but Zhang Qingyang did not think so, although the reception of the sect was the top priority for being born as a daughter and fulfilling his filial piety, he still let the child be free and free, because he believed that the fate of the Zhang family would change because of Chen Haoran's birth.

Without the care of the elders, no matter how strong the teenager is, there will be times when he falls. Zhang Luo has been working for the Zhang family all the year round, running around inside and out, and has developed a solid body. Driving away the severe cold and the flu can be easily avoided, however, the second young master Chen Haoran was born in the Golden Nest, lying on the phoenix bed, how can he withstand the wind and cold for a month and night.

Just when Zhang Luo was in a hurry and had nothing to do, a white-bearded old man came riding a donkey upside down and stepping on the snow with a slender gourd in his hand. (To be continued......)