The night is like water, the stars are brilliant, and the Milky Way runs through the north and south.

Zhang Yutang and Li Yong stood on a flat boat and flew into the air.

The flat boat was green and shining, glowing with divine light, enveloping both of them in it, and went in the direction of Zhang's mansion.

"Can you hurry up, hurry up?"

Looking at the green boat under his feet, Zhang Yutang was so anxious that he couldn't wait to fly with wings and reach his parents in an instant.

The green boat has a spirit, and the speed has increased by a few points, and it didn't take long for the Zhang Mansion to be visible.

A large courtyard rises from the ground, revealing a rich atmosphere, the courtyard is brightly lit, but it is quiet, there is no sound, and it looks a little lifeless.

"Old man, mother, where are you, I'm back. ”

As soon as it landed in the courtyard, the green boat turned into a green leaf again and was taken away by Zhang Yutang in his chest.

"It's the young master who is back!"

As this sound resounded through the hall, Zhang Yuanwai was overjoyed, and he didn't care about tidying up his clothes and running out as he took a step.

"Yutang, you're back!"

Staring at Zhang Yutang in the courtyard for a long time, Zhang Yuanwai smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his whole body was light, but he just said an ordinary sentence, father's love is like a mountain, mother's love is like a sea, and how much gorgeous decoration is needed?

"Go and see your mother, he's worried about you. ”

"Yes, Father!"

Mother is worried about herself, and her father is not like this, looking at Zhang Yuanwai with red eyes, Zhang Yutang's heart is astringent, a little sour.

Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs.

This is the closest, dearest, and most loved person in the world.

"Mother!"

Looking at the lady lying on the bed, Zhang Yutang burst into tears.

"It's all children who don't understand and make you suffer. ”

The induction between mother and son is the most mysterious thing in the world, and with Zhang Yutang's call, Mrs. Zhang opened her eyes, tears hazy:

"Yu'er, you're back, it's good to be back. ”

The body weakened due to illness did not have much strength, and he raised his hand tremblingly to caress Zhang Yutang's face.

"Mother's ---"

Zhang Yutang gently grabbed his wife's hand, put it on his cheek softly, and slowly swiped it, feeling the shallow warmth, and the corner of Mrs. Zhang's mouth finally pulled out an intoxicating smile:

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, but I'm scared to death. ”

"Don't dare again!"

Zhang Yutang lowered his head to admit his mistake, pulled the quilt again, and said in a low voice:

"Mother, you have a good rest, and when you say tomorrow, I will explain things clearly to you. ”

"Okay, good, good boy, you are sensible again, you have known to be close to your mother since you were a child, and you remember when you were a child, you didn't let your wet nurse touch you----"

Reminiscing about the reflection of the past, it is gratifying.

Talking, talking, in the swaying lights, Mrs. Zhang fell asleep deeply, sleeping so peacefully.

...

Zhang Yuanwai, who came in together, did not disturb the conversation between their mother and son.

At this time, seeing that his wife was sleeping deeply, he quietly walked over and said softly:

"Yutang, come out. ”

"Hmm"

Zhang Yutang nodded and walked out.

He knew that his father had a lot to ask him.

The bloody human head was too weird and too terrifying after all.

The two of them went one after the other, arrived in the hall, and sat down.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

"That's ----"

After talking about the things again, Zhang Yuanwai had already heard Ah Bao say about the previous things, mainly thinking about the things behind.

"Yutang, do you like to cultivate the Tao and abandon everything in the barren mountains and mountains?"

"Of course not. ”

Zhang Yutang looked at his father, who was a little nervous:

"Old man, in fact, cultivating the truth is not what the world imagines, cultivating the truth, practicing the law, and pursuing the true self is the cultivation of the truth, and it is not necessary to be in the mountains to become an immortal. ”

"That's good. ”

Zhang Yuanwai stood up:

"We are the only man in our Zhang family, and you are a single person, no matter what, you must not stop the incense. ”

"Don't worry, old man, I will definitely marry the most beautiful, gentle, and best woman in the world home, and spread the branches for our old Zhang family. ”

Looking at Zhang Yuanwai, who got up and left, Zhang Yutang was a little puzzled:

"Old man, don't you want to know what's going on with the bloody human head that Po brought back?"

"It's just a trick of the charlatans, not enough to mention. ”

Zhang Yuanwai turned his head:

"You should rest early, I will go to the school to study tomorrow, you read very well, I have already heard what Bao said. ”

...

Looking at the departing Zhang Yuanwai, Zhang Yutang's eyes were a little moist again.

"When, Lao Tzu was moved so easily, but the feeling that someone cares is really fucking good. ”

Touched the green leaves in his arms and a thin book:

"There are really masters in this world, but I don't know if this is the world of the legend of the New White Lady, whether I am the Zhang Yutang who fell in love with the green snake in the legend of the New White Lady, Zhang Yutang in the legend of the New White Lady is a boy from heaven who picked up incense and came down to earth, and he is destined to become an immortal in the future. ”

"I've already met Xu Xian, if I really have that family heirloom star-chasing sword at home, then everything will be clear. ”

Thinking that he may have traveled into the world of the legend of the New White Lady, Zhang Yutang's heart was hot, churning, enthusiastic as fire, and there was no tiredness.

Greeting someone, he took the lantern and walked straight to a room.

Pushing open the door, the furnishings in the room are very ordinary and ordinary, but the finishing is very neat.

In the middle of the room hangs a painting of a spirit fox reading at night, the forest is verdant, the mountains are misty, there is a white fox with a snow-white hair, vivid, with pointed ears, big eyes, holding a book and looking at it intently.

"In my impression, that sword is placed behind this picture of the spirit fox reading at night. ”

Quickly walked up to the front and lifted it open.

"Sure enough---"

There was a swarthy sword box inside, ordinary, and in the sword box was a long sword, three feet long and two fingers wide.

"It's an ordinary sword, it's not scientific. ”

Playing with the long sword in his hand, Zhang Yutang remembered:

"In the legend of the New White Lady, when the green snake came to steal the sword with the five ghosts, this sword knocked all the five ghosts away, how could it be so ordinary. ”

I looked at it again:

"Is there some mystery in it that I don't know, or is it a fetish that is self-explanatory? Forget it, after a while, I will pretend that I have unintentionally, take out this long sword to play, and then study it carefully, and if I take it now, I will have to make my parents unhappy. ”

Putting the long sword back in its place, Zhang Yutang turned around his room, feeling a little excited, so that he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Sure enough, it's a star-chasing sword, I really am Zhang Yutang, who fell in love with the green snake and almost died of poison in the end, this is indeed the world of the new white lady. ”

Pushing open the window and looking at the silver moon in the sky, Zhang Yutang was silent.

"Forget the words in my heart, the dust is all gone---- the fate is not over, such a thing, I will never allow it to happen to me. ”

He shook his fist and waved it into the vast sky:

"Life is to keep waving my fists, even if everything is the enemy, as long as I am not afraid of setbacks and blows, and there is no empty complaint, I will definitely be able to go far, far. ”

After standing for a while, he walked to the desk, picked up the lamp, took out the book that the old Taoist priest still gave him, and looked closely, the scroll was a little yellowed, neat and clean, and still exuded a faint fragrance of ink.

"Drawing Talismans"!

"What is this?"

Open the book and study it quietly.

ps: New book period, as always, begging for collections, recommended votes, for these two treasures, if you have to use one word to describe it, it's hungry and thirsty.