Chapter 133: Transaction (II)

Zhang Di touched his nose, thinking that if he just helped him escort his family to the south, it shouldn't be very difficult, and if he really found his family, he would have to escort them to the south together, so it wouldn't be much trouble to accept it.

Then he nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you!"

The old donkey was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Thank you Shaoxia in this way! Without further ado, I will be relieved in a few moments, so let's hurry up and start preparing!"

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and sprayed, accompanied by a black gas spewing out an emerald green handkerchief, tumbling and falling in front of Zhang Di, hovering in mid-air, revealing rows of fly-headed small letters, and said: "This is a letter I wrote to my family in advance, I originally thought of any accident, make a deal with Hao Ren, let him take care of my family, and now I will hand it over to you directly." ”

Zhang Diyun picked up the Wangqi technique, the black light flashed in his eyes, and saw that there was nothing strange about this emerald green handkerchief, so he reached out and took it, and the result was smooth and warm in his hand, and the feel was excellent, and his heart moved, and he asked: "This is Biluo silk?"

"Clever!" the old donkey nodded and praised, because of the squirting out of this handkerchief, his expression began to become haggard, and the black light in his eyes flickered from time to time, as if it was a flame that would be extinguished at any time, and said eagerly: "I don't have time to explain more, you go with this handkerchief, my three ladies will naturally receive you, and now I will help you solve Hao Ren's troubles......"

Suddenly, he raised his breath and said loudly: "Good apprentice, in the future, you will be my only successor, and you can go without worrying about being a teacher!" Hahaha......" The voice came out of the door, and the tone and tone were exactly the same as Hao Ren.

Zhang Di was taken aback, and he didn't know what kind of nerves he was experiencing. Just about to stop him, suddenly his heart moved. With his hands and arms folded, he watched how he acted.

The old donkey laughed and winked at him. whispered: "Quickly take the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, I have been with Hao Ren for a long time, in addition to being able to imitate his speech, I can also imitate his handwriting, I will help you leave a letter, you can win the trust of outsiders, go quickly!"

Zhang Di was overjoyed, hurriedly took the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and loosened the thorn rattan slightly. Let the old donkey's head pull out two arms to write.

The old donkey didn't expect him to not relax his vigilance at this time, and couldn't help but take a deep look at him, and then he worked hard to write, and soon wrote a letter, but it was also very consuming, the black light in his eyes became more dim, and his actions were a little sluggish, it seemed that the power of divine thoughts was getting weaker and weaker, and it was difficult to control the old donkey's body.

Cheng Ziming knows it. He was about to die soon, so he hurried to explain the aftermath, opened his mouth and sprayed again, and two blue silk handkerchiefs floated to Zhang Di. At the same time, he said: "This records the introduction to the Demon Dao Exercises I practiced, as well as two secret techniques, namely the method of distraction and the method of driving away demon corpses. Passed on to you first, this technique will help you slow down the harm of demonic blood scattering and evil spirits. But to completely resolve it, I have to find the follow-up exercises that I buried in Biluo Villa. ”

Zhang Di took the handkerchief and nodded. I just wanted to ask something, poof, a black gas that Cheng Ziming transformed drilled out of the nostrils of the old donkey's head, and the old donkey's head became demented again, and the black gas turned into Cheng Ziming's face again, only to see that it was extremely dim and blurry, and it seemed to dissipate at any time.

"It's too late, I'll tell you one last time, you already have a spiritual root in your body, so you can already cultivate immortals! ”

Cheng Ziming said this hurriedly, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I think it's the benefits that the mysterious meteor brought to you, right? I didn't expect that Hao Ren and I had exhausted the calculations and actually made you a wedding dress, which is really sad and lamentable!" Speaking of this, he sighed, and his face began to spread out, like a cloud of light smoke spreading around.

Seeing that the other party had already begun to dismantle the army, he was in a hurry, and he still had a lot of confusion and wanted to ask him, how could he be allowed to dissolve at this time? So he hurriedly asked: "Wait, you haven't told me the whereabouts of my family and junior sister! And how did the old donkey's head become like this? Can there be a way to save him? What is the matter with the spiritual root in my body? Hey! Hey, don't go!"

Cheng Ziming's face became more and more sluggish, and he smiled strangely at Zhangdi, his voice seemed to come out of the water, and he said flutteringly: "Boy...... How can the benefits be ...... You're all in it? hehe...... I'll leave you some puzzles to solve...... Good luck......"

Seeing that the other party's face became almost transparent, and he was only about to complete the military dissolution at the last moment, Zhang Di suddenly felt a pang in his heart, remembering that there was one more important thing he hadn't asked!

So he seized the last opportunity, took out the black gold token from the storage bag, which was engraved with an antique word "demon", raised it and shouted at him and asked, "Cheng Ziming! Now that you have cultivated the Demon Dao Exercises, do you know this token?"

Cheng Ziming's sloppy gaze swept over the token, and his complexion suddenly changed greatly, as if he had seen something terrible, and shouted, "You actually have this thing...... Ascension Order ......"

The words stopped abruptly, the black mist completely dissipated, turning into a gust of wind and dispersing into the surrounding air, only Cheng Ziming's frightened voice was still echoing around, and he finally broke up.

Zhang Di was stunned for a while, and muttered to himself: "It turns out that this token is called the Demon Ascension Order, so how can there be this thing in the hands of Wang Immortal Master? What is the use of this, why did Cheng Ziming be shocked when he saw this thing when he was dying?"

After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't help but knock on his forehead, and sighed secretly, he felt that there were too many questions to be answered, this damn Cheng Ziming was so good that he couldn't die, and he gave himself a lot of problems before the army was solved, which really gave him a headache!

Looking around the room, I saw Hao Ren's shriveled body lying on the bed, the old donkey's head standing beside him in a daze, and Cheng Ziming's breath had completely disappeared.

Looking out the window, the morning sun had been projected in, Zhang Di knew that he couldn't delay any longer, and he had to go out as soon as possible to deal with those guards, otherwise Hao Ren's death would not end well, and it would definitely bring him great trouble.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly searched Hao Ren's corpse first, honestly and unceremoniously put his storage bag into his pocket, and then opened the letter that Cheng Ziming pretended to be Hao Ren left for him, glanced at it carefully, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked, and said with a secret smile: "Okay! This Cheng Ziming is really bold enough, he actually let me inherit everything from Hao Ren and become the honorary deputy hall master of Linggu Hall, it seems that he wants to leave Hao Ren's resources to me, so that I can cultivate enough as soon as possible to help him explore the treasures of Biluo Lake!" Well, then I'm going to be disrespectful. ”

There was nothing wrong with this letter, and it properly helped Zhang Di to solve Hao Ren's troubles, which reassured him, but instead of going out immediately, he meditated cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to calmly review the whole course of the night, to see what had been missed, and how to deal with it.

After a few rounds of deliberation, he thought that there was no flaw, and his spirit was adjusted to the best state, so he opened his eyes and shone brightly, walked to the door, and pushed the door open.

The dazzling sunlight in the early morning projected in, he took a deep breath, squinted his eyes to meet the rising sun, squeezed out a trace of sadness on his face, and said to the mountain patrol guards who were already waiting anxiously outside: "My master has been dismissed, leaving a letter, ordering me to be his only successor, and I will be the honorary deputy hall master of Linggu Hall in the future, and I am qualified to call the resources under his name." (To be continued......)