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Chapter 109 Another map!

"Forget it for today, you can come tomorrow." Zhang Yange thought for a while and said, "I will repair the painting tomorrow, and you can watch it in front of me."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Zhang." Zhang said and breathed a long sigh of relief. "Mr. Zhang just made a breakthrough and really needs a little rest."

"That's not true. I'm just afraid that I'll be late and won't be able to eat the wontons served outside." Zhang Yange didn't seem to be joking at all.

"Mr. Zhang really loves to joke." Zhang said and left the courtyard without looking back.

Grandpa is right!

He shouldn't have come here. This small courtyard is really too dangerous.

Zhang Yange was naturally not joking. After Zhang said he was leaving, he went out to eat wontons.

I have been busy with the birth of Wenquxing during this period, and I haven't eaten wontons for several days. When Zhang Yange came out, the first thing he saw was the filial piety flower on Ling'er's head.

"Mr. Zhang, grandma is dead." She couldn't help crying when she saw Zhang Yange.

Zhang Yange had no choice but to comfort him patiently.

He learned that Granny Hong passed away peacefully and died in her sleep.

Ling'er later dreamed of her, and Granny Hong asked Ling'er to live a good life and stop thinking about her.

"Then Mrs. Ma also said that grandma's birthday is coming, and I just want to spend more time with her." Ling'er finished venting her emotions.

"I've been too busy during this period. I really don't know." Zhang Yange said apologetically.

At this time, Grandma Hong's first seven years have passed.

Ling'er shook her head and said it didn't matter.

She calmed down and served Zhang Yange a bowl of wontons.

After Zhang Yange finished eating, he went to Chenghuang Temple.

Ouyang was dancing with the wedding ghost, and this guy was twisting his butt very wantonly.

"Can Grandma Hong have a good pregnancy?" Zhang Yange asked him.

"Grandma Hong?" Ouyang was stunned for a moment.

Seeing Zhang Yange's murderous eyes, Ouyang quickly went to look through some of his city emperor's books.

"No problem, I will go to a rich man's house to eat and drink without any worries in my next life." Ouyang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yange ignored him and turned around to leave.

"Keep playing music, keep dancing!" Ouyang said with a big wave of his hand.

In the evening, Zhang Yange helped Ling'er close the stall. On the way, he said seriously, "Grandma Hong will be reincarnated into a wealthy family, and she will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life."

Hearing this, Ling'er cried and said, "Grandma has suffered a lifetime of hardship, and finally she can enjoy happiness."

Zhang Yange reached out and touched her head.

"Live well, and if you encounter trouble in the future, just ask." Zhang Yange said seriously.

"Yeah." Ling'er nodded.

After Zhang Yange went back in the evening, they all heard the news of Grandma Hong's death, and they were all sad.

"Can't you resurrect Grandma Hong?" Xiao Qing couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Yange did not answer but mentioned another matter to them, "I went to see the yellow dog that I resurrected. It died the night we left and was run over by a wheelbarrow."

"What about Xu Xian?" Nie Xiaoqian asked in surprise.

"Xu Xian's life was not meant to be cut off, and his life span was not over! He did good deeds and accumulated good deeds, and was blessed by luck." Bai Suzhen explained. "It is not easy to help people escape from reincarnation.

In order to resurrect the yellow dog, Mr. Zhang was greatly damaged. Even if Xu Xian was resurrected, Mr. Zhang still had to recuperate for several days."

"But I suddenly understood a truth. The movement of heaven does have its rules, and my current strength is not enough to really change it." Zhang Yange said seriously.

"Don't talk nonsense." Bai Suzhen blocked Zhang Yange's mouth.

Zhang Yange nodded, "Just think of it as my random thoughts."

The next day, Zhang Shuo went to Zhang Yange's courtyard after taking a shower and changing clothes.

He looked at Zhang Yange as if something was different.

Zhang Yan was holding a pen among the singers, and Zhang Shuo glanced at the picture of a white deer that had no aura.

After taking a look at Zhang, he said that Zhang Yange didn't talk nonsense.

He held the green pen while his soul was out of body, and the ink on the pen tip grew by itself.

Zhang Yange started writing directly. The moment his pen tip came down, a dying white deer appeared on the painting.

Zhang Bailu also appeared in the courtyard.

Zhang said he quickly wanted to salute, but his grandfather stopped him.

"Don't disturb Mr. Zhang!" Zhang Bailu said.

The white deer in the painting whines, as if asking for help from Zhang Yange.

Zhang Bailu saw the hideous and terrifying wound on its neck. Zhang Yange stretched out his pen and drew lightly on its neck.

Suddenly the whole courtyard was filled with brilliance!

The spiritual energy was like substance, and Bailu regained his vitality instantly.

It licked Zhang Yange's palm affectionately, and Zhang Yange made another stroke.

This stroke of lightning shines!

The quality of this painting immediately reached a new level.

The white deer's body shone with thunder, and its antlers became ferocious.

Zhang Bailu was dumbfounded, and Zhang Yue only felt that he was one step away from the Earth Immortal, and now he could take it at will.

"Now this painting can really make me use my full strength several times." Zhang Yange said to Zhang Bailu.

"Don't worry! I won't give you such an opportunity again." Zhang Bailu said seriously.

After he said this, the two of them met and smiled.

"This is my useless grandson." Zhang Bailu pointed at Zhang and said, "Come here and see Mr. Zhang!"

The white deer neighed again and spit out a picture.

Only Zhang Yange saw that picture.

There is a complicated route drawn on the picture, with the right front leg of a large turtle in the middle.

Finally the white deer jumped into the painting and everything became peaceful.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Zhang." Zhang said sincerely, clasping his fists.

"Miss Zhou also contributed a lot to the restoration of this painting." Zhang Yange said to Zhang Shuo.

"I remember this favor." Zhang Shuo said quickly.

Zhang Yange handed the White Deer Picture to Zhang Shuo.

As soon as the painting started, Zhang Shuo almost jumped away. Zhang Bailu laughed and said, "It's a thousand catties of money! I have really seen it."

Finally, their grandfather and grandson took the painting and left.

Zhang Yange took out the picture he had just obtained.

Bai Suzhen has now completely consolidated her strength.

"I got another picture." Zhang Yange said with a smile.

Bai Suzhen took the picture and took a look at it and asked, "When will we set off?"

"Don't worry, I want to go to the capital and meet Zhao Dan on the rooftop!" Zhang Yange looked at the picture carefully.

This location should be outside the customs. That’s where Da Qian’s biggest enemy is! The barbarians!

Bai Suzhen looked at him with some confusion. Qin Tiantai had already given in. Naturally, Zhang Yange would not look for trouble.

"Last time Wusheng Mother was able to take away part of the body, it was mainly because Zhao Dan helped secretly." Zhang Yange explained.

"I see." Bai Suzhen frowned and asked, "Why does Zhao Dan want to help the White Lotus Sect?"

"That's why I want to see him." Zhang Yange put away the map. "If he can't explain it clearly to me, I'll just discuss it with him."

Bai Suzhen smiled when she heard this.


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