Below, Jian Yao raised his head and looked at this scene, his eyes suddenly looked at Gu Xiu'er with surprise in his eyes.
"This girl is really smart!"
He had long noticed that Gu Xiuer looked at his eldest husband with a strange look on his face, and he had already been on guard.
Not only him, but also Zhang Yi was probably prepared. If this woman was smart and tried to kidnap Zhang Jian, these two people would die without a burial today.
If you surrender directly, although you may fall into the hands of the Zhang family, you may still have a chance of survival.
In particular, Wang Yuanlang, the West Wind Swordsman of the Shangyuan Sect, is said to have considerable influence in Fengxi County and is a famous Baidao giant.
Perhaps for Wang Yuanlang's sake, Zhang Yi will change his mind.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, Zhang Yi's giant black jade palm struck Duanmuyan firmly, sending him into the house below.
Zhang Yi had a charming figure and appeared next to Gu Xiu'er like a ghost. He stared at Gu Xiu'er with cold eyes.
"Who is Wang Yuanlang? I, Zhang Yi, want to kill someone. Do you think he can be saved?"
He slowly raised his hand, and just then a voice came.
"Brother-in-law, since these two young people have realized their mistakes, let's give them a chance. Although they made mistakes first, our Zhang family has always been kind to others and we are willing to keep an eye out for everything!"
Seeing only darkness, Zhang Yi walked out of the darkness surrounded by Zhang Hu.
He has a formidable demeanor and is not angry or intimidating.
Zhang Jian was standing next to him with a calm expression. He glanced at Zhang Yi, who had a solemn face, and knew in his heart that although Gu Xiuer's last words did not move Zhang Yi, they moved his old man.
It seemed that the West Wind Swordsman in his mouth had some weight, which made Zhang Yi think about it.
"Since it is the patriarch who has spoken, let these two thieves be dealt with by the patriarch!"
At this moment, Zhang Yi flashed and landed next to Zhang Jian from the roof. When he saw Zhang Jian, he nodded slightly.
I felt the pure inner breath that was constantly flowing around Zhang Yi. This inner breath seemed to resonate with the air all the time, distorting the surrounding aura.
Zhang Jian's heart moved secretly.
He knew that this was a unique symbol for the inner martial artist who had reached the innate stage.
In the Yangyuan stage, you need to continuously strengthen your own energy and spirit with mellow inner breath, connect the bridge between heaven and earth, and nourish your body with innateness. This is the secret of the innate stage.
Zhang Jian still doesn't know much about the mysteries of innateness, but he might as well have a deep understanding of the power of this power.
"No wonder Jian Yao is so afraid of Yishu. Yishu is also the family's foundation and a trump card!"
Zhang Jian sighed secretly in his heart.
Although he has just started practicing martial arts, he also knows that the internal martial arts practitioners at the innate stage are almost among the "extreme masters" in the world.
There are very few such innate warriors, and only some powerful forces with wealth and power can recruit one or two.
"It seems I still have to practice hard, it's a bit dangerous outside!"
Such thoughts flashed through his mind.
"Junior Gu Xiu'er would like to thank the head of the Zhang family for his magnanimity on behalf of senior brother Duanmu!"
At this time, Gu Xiu'er bowed slightly, and immediately flew into the pile of ruins. Her jade face under the white gauze was a little pale. Duan Muyan was severely hit by Zhang Yi's last blow. At this time, her life and death were uncertain, which really worried her.
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Zhang Yi looked at Zhang Yi, who shook his head slightly.
"Whether he can survive depends on his own destiny!"
He didn't deliberately hold back his last blow.
Zhang Yi shook his head secretly and said secretly, "I hope I won't die!"
His eyes fell on the graceful Gu Xiu'er, his eyes moving secretly.
"The surname is Gu!"
At this time, Fang Lin was outside the house, and other villagers and patrolling servants were surrounding him one after another. Zhang Yi waved his hand and asked everyone to disperse.
At the same time, he recruited several people to help Gu Xiuer carry Duanmuyan out.
At this time, Duanmuyan's face was like gold paper and his body was covered with frost.
The breath is already very weak.
"Senior brother!" Gu Xiu'er quickly took out the secret treasure medicine from her master's family and asked Duan Muyan to take it, trying to save Duan Muyan's life.
Everyone dispersed, and Zhang Yi only left Zhang Yi and Zhang Jian behind. After some discussion, he decided to temporarily detain the two brothers and sisters, waiting for news.
I believe the people behind these two people will take action soon.
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the next day
morning light xiwei
The paper-making shop was in the west of the city. Zhang Jian took Zhang Lu and a group of servants to the paper-making shop to buy cinnabar coins.
There is Liujia Hutong here, surrounded by many rice, flour and cloth shops.
The place Zhang Jian wanted to go was next to a big willow tree.
Zhang Ji Paper Making Shop.
In front of the paper-making shop, there are now many lifelike paper figures with pink cheeks and cute expressions.
What's strange is that none of these paper figures have eyes, but even so, it gives people a chill.
The owner of the paper shop is called Paper Man Zhang. He has a stooped figure and gray hair.
Zhang Jian stepped forward and greeted directly.
"Uncle Zhang, are there any new products recently?"
Paperman Zhang's surname is Zhang, who is also Zhang Jian's family, but he is not a local, but escaped from the disaster more than 20 years ago. With his unique skill of tying paper with one hand, he gradually established a foothold in Liujia Hutong.
"It turns out that the Juren Master has arrived. Please come into the store. We've reserved it for you!"
The paper man Zhang's voice is hoarse, but there is a trace of kindness between his eyebrows, as if he always has a smile on his face.
"Then I want to see it!"
Zhang Jian became energetic and followed the paper man Zhang to the back hall.
A small red shrine can be seen in the distance in the back hall. It is unknown what kind of statue is enshrined in the shrine. It is covered with red cloth from a distance, and the smell of burning sandalwood can be heard from afar.
It makes this gloomy paper shop more popular.
Zhang Jian has already seen this new product, which is a lotus palace lantern, red and white, very enchanting and beautiful.
When I looked closer, I saw it was chubby!
Paperman Zhang introduced with a smile:
"This is the latest creation of the villain, the Lotus of Ningshen. Look at these memorial texts, they are very shrewd. This is the requiem and tranquility text that the villain specially invited the master from Fengqiguan to personally write. It was written by the master.
It’s been illuminated!”
"What's the use?!"
"It can not only appease the ancestors, but also allow the ancestors to protect the family and add blessings and longevity. If the great man burns it to the ancestors of the Zhang family, it will definitely protect the great master and become a Jinshi!"
Zhang Jian laughed. This paper man was really good at talking. He nodded and asked Zhang Lu to go forward and wrap it up. Then his servant came forward to deliver the silver.
Seeing Zhang Jian wrapping up these lotus flowers so happily, the smile on Zhang Jian's face deepened.
The group of people carried backpacks and quickly left Zhang Ji's paper shop.
The paper man Zhang watched the group of people leave, but his eyes always fell on Zhang Jian, flickering uncertainly. After a moment, he calmed down, and he still silently cleaned up the paper men outside the shop.
Before Zhang Jian left, he glanced in the direction of the paper-making shop, and he had a strange look on his face.
For some reason, when he entered the paper shop this time, he obviously felt something different from before.
It was still as cool as ever here, but this time he felt a hint of coldness, as cold as a needle pricking into his skin.