"The Taoist Master gave you the practice method for entering the country?"
"The Taoist priest said that you have good bones, but he is too ashamed to accept a promising student like you?"
"Have you entered the country?"
"Will it still heal the injury?"
"You traitor, don't scratch me with a knife, this knife is very sharp!"
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After a lot of nonsense, Zhang Xuezhou finally got over the matter of not returning, and also stopped Zhang Zhong's delusional idea of bringing Zhu Zhu to become a disciple.
His body was a little sore, but his physical endurance was much better, and he was able to help Zhang Zhong walk with his knife on his back.
Zhang Xuezhou's changes were obvious, which surprised Zhang Zhong and Yourong.
"Dad, have you ever heard of the name Shiyin Saint Son?"
In the spirit of no waste, Zhang Zhong and Yourong decided to carry the wild boar back to Zhangjiazhuang.
Of course, if there is a shortage of food on the road, there is no harm in killing and eating along the way.
Zhang Zhong was thinking about his little plan, and when he heard Zhang Xuezhou asking, many of his plans suddenly stopped.
"Where did you hear this name? The Taoist priest mentioned it?" Zhang Zhong said solemnly.
"right!"
Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
"Are you familiar with the Shiyin Saint Son?"
"That's the big man from the evil country in the northwest." Zhang Zhong thought for a while and then said: "It is said that his magic is so vicious that it will cause wounds on people and kill them if touched. He will kill a large area at a time. Several of my bosses at the time mentioned him.
Like the God of Plague, I heard that General Li did not dare to take it lightly when facing him!"
"How strong is General Li?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"It is said that he is the best in archery in the world," Zhang Zhong said uncertainly, and then confirmed: "At least he is the best in archery in our Han Dynasty, and he belongs to the top big shots!"
"Do we in Han Dynasty have many top figures like General Li?"
"Characters like General Li are already rare. How can there be more than one? He is like this in the court!"
Zhang Zhong raised his strong arms in dissatisfaction. When he saw the wild boar struggling twice while he stretched out his hand, he immediately slapped him.
"In short, General Li is very powerful, and the Holy Sons of Shiyin are also very powerful. In front of them, we are like this wild boar in our hands." Zhang Zhong compared it: "If there is an enmity, it will be like a wild boar in our hands."
I can only let myself be slaughtered!"
"This wild boar can still struggle in our hands. If we meet a big man like Shi Yin Shengzi, it is impossible to struggle. It is worse than a wild boar," Yourong corrected.
"Yes, that's it," Zhang Zhong said, "Now you understand who the Shiyin Saint Son is!"
"Understood!"
Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
"If we kill the Holy Son of the Ten Yins, will we get a reward or a disaster?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"Beat the Holy Son of Ten Yins to death?" Zhang Zhong asked doubtfully, "Is this your lifelong ambition?"
"My lifelong ambition should be more than this!"
Zhang Xuezhou thought about the Holy Son of Shiyin who had probably been eaten, and felt that it was impossible for him to set his lifelong ambition on a dead man.
He thought about it several times before mentioning some of the relevant issues.
"You mean, you entered the country only because you ate that poisonous snake meat, and the Taoist priest said that the aura on your body is exactly the same as that of the Shiyin Saint?"
The description of the matter was not too complicated. After hearing this, Zhang Zhong's face changed drastically and his hands and feet were trembling a little.
"You mean to say that the true form of the Holy Son of the Ten Yins is probably that poisonous python?" Zhang Zhong asked.
"Based on what the Taoist said, I think so." Zhang Xuezhou nodded and replied, "If possible, I hope our whole family can take refuge in a safer place!"
Ordinary people cannot see the demonic aura of the Shiyin Saint Son with the naked eye, but in front of some special great practitioners, the aura on their bodies is comparable to the bright moon, and they can clearly perceive it.
"How could such a thing happen?" Zhang Zhong frowned.
"No wonder those wild boars ran away when they saw us. They were probably frightened by our smell," Yourong said with an ugly expression.
"I have to go find the Bao family quickly and see what he has planned!"
Zhang Zhong thought for a few seconds. He just thought that the aura of the Shiyin Holy Son would remain for two or three years. This kind of thing made Zhang Zhong shudder.
He knew very well that there must be many people involved behind such a big figure as the Shiyin Holy Son, and there would definitely be people tracing the traces of the Shiyin Holy Son, which would most likely lead to Zhangjiazhuang.
However, the demobilization or relocation involved more than 300 people in Zhangjiazhuang. He was only a member of the elder reserve and could not make the decision at all.
In this regard, Zhang Zhong could only go to the Zhang Bao family to see what the Zhang Bao family, who also served in the military camp, had planned.
He acted decisively and directly took off the wind-breaking knife that Zhang Xuezhou was carrying.
The blade of the Wind-breaking Knife turned, and the wild boar, which was still struggling slightly, died immediately.
Zhang Zhong simply asked for a few pieces of good meat and then set out on the road lightly.
Compared to the great disaster that the Shiyin Saint Son may bring, a wild boar is nothing.
The three of them traveled lightly and traveled much faster.
It took five days to go there and three days to return to Zhangjiazhuang.
A week later, Zhang Xuezhou saw the familiar village again.
But as they got closer to the village, the expressions on the three people's faces became more and more serious.
"Something happened!" Zhang Zhong whispered.
"Don't worry, be careful there are still people ambushing you!"
The village that used to be bustling with people was so quiet that you could hear the chirping of birds in the distance.
There was no sound of people, no smoke, no sound of bows and shouts...
All that was left was the whispers outside the village.
Zhang Zhong held the Broken Wind Knife tightly in his hand. He followed Rong's instructions and tiptoed forward.
Stepping in front of the village gate, the wind-breaking knife inserted into the gap of the door very lightly.
But before Zhang Zhong could use his strength to cut off the wooden bolt, the village gate had already been gently pushed by him.
He looked through the crack in the door and then looked at the entire village.
The village was completely silent, with no one in sight.
"no one!"
After several consecutive observations, Zhang Zhong finally determined that there was no one in the bustling Zhangjiazhuang in the past.
There were no enemies, and no familiar villagers were seen.
There was a dead silence in the village, as if everyone had evaporated.
"Walk!"
Zhang Zhong knew clearly that he had not even taken a step into the village, and immediately retreated step by step.
He called out to You Rong and Zhang Xuezhou in a low voice, obviously feeling the danger that they could not resist.
"Perhaps there was a war between the Northern Military Region and the people from the evil country, causing everyone in the village to be forcibly transferred out by the recruiting officers!"
"Or the Zhangjiazhuang location may have suffered a landslide. Baojia and others got the news and left with everyone in the village!"
"Or..."
Zhang Zhong's face was extremely solemn.
He chose his words well, but the content of what he said was completely unrealistic and even far from reality.
The most normal guess is that the people from Shiyin Saint Son have already come here.
The Holy Son of Shiyin is a demon, and the subordinates of the Holy Son of Shiyin are also demons. Many people in Zhangjiazhuang may have been swallowed up by the demon.
This is the closest possible guess to reality.
If he were alone, Zhang Zhong would inevitably carefully examine every trace left in the village, relying on the hunter's tracking methods and his fighting instinct to continue tracking until he gets the truth.
But now, Zhang Chong cannot afford to gamble.
Only after he has resettled his family can he possibly get to the bottom of this matter. This chapter has been completed!