Chapter 158

Zhang Nian sat on a stone bench in the yard with a dry cigarette bag in his hand. He smiled at Zhang Jiao practicing sword and gave advice from time to time.

"Uncle, why hasn't my father come back?"

Zhang Jiao wiped the sweat on her forehead, came to Zhang Nian and sat down. She asked suspiciously.

Zhang Nian didn't know where Zhang Fu had gone. Before he went out last night, Zhang Fu told him to go out and do something, let him take care of Zhang Jiao's mother and daughter, and said that he would come back in two or three days at the latest.

"Hehe, Jiao Jiao, your father has gone to work and is expected to be back in a few days." Zhang Nian smiled.

"Oh! All right."

Zhang Jiao nodded. She wasn't very worried about her father's safety. She still knew Zhang Fu's strength. As long as she didn't provoke those aristocratic families and sects, there should be no danger.

"By the way, uncle, I'll show you something."

Zhang Jiao seemed to think of something. She jumped into the house, took out a piece of cloth wrapped in brocade and handed it to Zhang Nian.

Zhang Nian put down his cigarette bag and received it suspiciously.

"What is it? So mysterious?"

When Zhang Nian opened the cloth brocade and saw the ancient book, he looked dignified.

Ancient books have no name and are incomplete. Only three or two pages are stuck together. Other pages have been weathered. Some words in the remaining two or three pages are not so clear.

Holding the ancient books in his hand, Zhang Nian turned and looked for a place with enough light.

When Zhang Nian saw a line of small characters written in ancient Chinese, his look suddenly changed.

Zhang Nian looked around warily, wrapped up the ancient books again, and said in a deep voice, "Jiao Jiao, tell your uncle honestly, did your father leave after reading this ancient book?"

Zhang Jiao was suddenly serious and confused by Zhang Nian, but she nodded and said, "yes, my father got this ancient book three years ago. At that time, after getting the ancient book, my father always went out. When my mother asked him, he didn't say."

Zhang Nian had a bad feeling in his heart.

After reading the ancient books, Zhang Nian has probably guessed what Zhang Fu is doing.

"Shen family"

Zhang Fu must have gone to Shen's house to steal Zhenlong Jue.

"Nonsense!"

Thinking of Zhang Nian here, I couldn't help yelling.

Zhang Nian's sudden reprimand startled Zhang Jiao. "Uncle, what's the matter with you?" Zhang Jiao asked carefully.

"Hoo!"

Zhang Nian calmed down and said seriously, "Jiao Jiao, uncle, I'm going to tell you something. You must be obedient, you know?"

Zhang Jiao looked at Zhang Nian suspiciously. Although she didn't know how Zhang Nian suddenly became like this, she nodded and agreed.

"Jiao Jiao, now go to your mother and ask her to take you to your father's hometown for a period of time. When did your father and I go to you? You're coming back. Do you hear me?"

"Uncle, what's the matter?"

Zhang Jiao asked suspiciously.

"Go."

Zhang Nian shouted in a deep voice.

......

The sun hung high and the scorching sun baked the whole earth like a copper furnace. It was oppressive and the air was distorted.

The older generation of Zhangjiazhuang people sit under the trees around Zhuangzi to enjoy the cool.

At this time, two figures came from a distance on the path leading to Zhangjiazhuang.

An old man sitting under a tree beside the path was surprised to see the figure coming from a distance.

Although Zhangjiazhuang is not disconnected from the outside, few people will pass through Zhangjiazhuang because of its remote location.

The last person who happened to pass by was two years ago.

At this time, other old people around also saw the two people coming, and then surrounded them curiously.

As they approached, the old people finally saw their appearance.

"Hiss! Who is this?"

"Isn't it a ghost?"

When the old people around him saw the two people, they couldn't help taking a breath. If it weren't for the sunny afternoon, I'm afraid they would all be stunned.

The visitor was dressed in black and gold clothes, and his whole body was shrouded in darkness. He had a mask with Luocha pattern on his face. With the two people walking, the mask seemed to live. He smiled strangely and silently at the old people in front of Zhangjiazhuang.

The brave old man pointed to the two and shouted, "are you... Are you human or ghost?"

They didn't speak, and their figure suddenly disappeared from the old people.

Before the old people could react, they appeared in front of them.

"Poof!!!"

One head flew high, and then the two continued to walk towards Zhuangzi.

The old people seemed to be fixed without any movement. Just when the head fell, the old people ejected a blood mist from their throats.

"Speed to find ancient books."

The two walked into Zhuangzi, and one of them said coldly.

Then they separated and searched door to door.

As long as they were alive, both people and livestock were killed by two people.

With the passage of time, the whole Chuang Tzu was filled with a smell of blood.

"Huh?"

When Zhang Nian ordered Zhang Jiao to leave, Zhang Nian seemed to feel something and frowned.

A figure fell quietly on the roof of the yard.

"Where do you want her to go?"

The figure looked at Zhang Nian indifferently and said coldly.

"No, Jiao Jiao, run."

Hearing the sound, Zhang Nian's hair suddenly began to rise, immediately picked up the cigarette bag and looked warily at the figure shrouded in the darkness on the roof.

At this time, another figure shrouded in the dark also quietly appeared in front of the yard door.

"Give me what you have in your hand."

The shadow appeared in front of the door, pinching and carrying Zhang Jiao, who was struggling, said without any emotional fluctuation.

Seeing Zhang Jiao struggling in the hands of the man, Zhang Nian roared angrily, "who are you? Why do you want to kill innocent people indiscriminately? They are ordinary people who have no power to bind chickens. Do you still have human nature?"

"Give me something."

Jin Wuling repeated it again. The strength in her hand was increasing, and Zhang Jiao's struggle was becoming weaker and weaker.

"OK, I'll give it to you, but you must let her go."

Zhang Nian compromised and threw the ancient books to Jin Wuling.

Jin Wuling took it, glanced at it, confirmed it, and put it in his arms.

Click! A bone fracture sounded.

Zhang Jiao slowly slipped from Jin lifeless's palm to the ground.

Looking at Zhang Jiao lying silent on the ground, Zhang Nian's eyes were covered with blood red.

"You demons, die for me."

Zhang Nian roared, and the cigarette bag in his hand was suddenly thrown out. The boundless killing opportunity was cut out of the cigarette bag in Zhang Nian's hand.

Hum!!!

A cold light rises and Zhang Nian's cigarette bag breaks instantly.

Just when the cigarette bag broke, suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared, and a delicate short sword suddenly appeared in Zhang Nian's hand. As soon as the short sword appeared, it stabbed Jin Wuming in an instant.

The gold under the mask was lifeless, with a slight frown on his brow and a light point on his toes. He quickly retreated to the back.

Fengshen leg has been popularized by Shen Lang's men now. As long as they are willing to learn, they have basically learned it.

Of course, Ximen chuixue and others just refer to them and integrate them into their body methods. Those who reach their realm have only Tao in their eyes, and martial arts have been useless to them.

Shen Lang's men don't have people in Xianwu realm, so they can only explore by themselves. No one knows what the road ahead is like.