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Chapter 29 A murder caused by a pot of tea!

If Zhang Yange only had one Taoist weapon!

That's because he has deep blessings.

But when he took out the second Taoist weapon and easily killed Patriarch Hentian's grandson, the remaining people did not dare to step forward anymore.

"Who are you?" Song Ba asked again, "But I have offended you..."

"The thing is like this, I heard that Sichuanzhou has a lot of delicious food, so I wanted to come and try it.

Your Zhai Xian Lou was also recommended, so I thought about trying it. But since you were having a meal, you didn't have time to cook it for me.

I can understand this kind of thing, so I want to leave.

He asked me for tea money." Zhang Yange pointed to the waiter.

The waiter knelt on the ground and banged his head on the ground, "I think it's reasonable. I gave you ten cents for a pot of tea."

But he wants one or two silver coins from me!

A pot of tea! One tael of silver is unreasonable!"

The waiter in the shop was bleeding from his head.

"I think he is unreasonable and the shopkeeper should be reasonable.

But I don't know that the shopkeeper is unreasonable, so I want to find reason with you."

Zhang Yange mentioned the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper quickly kowtowed.

"But you told me that realm is the truth.

I will reason according to your principles."

Hearing this, Song Ba just felt ridiculous, because his Immortal Picking Tower for one tael of silver was destroyed, and Patriarch Hatian's most beloved grandson died.

Now Song Ba has no intention of seizing the Taoist weapon anymore.

He cupped his fists at Zhang Yange and said, "I apologize to you for this matter..."

"It's too late! If you are willing to apologize before I destroy the building, I will naturally be very happy.

But now you are apologizing again, just because I have two Taoist tools in my hands. You even thought that I might be a disciple of some immortal sect, so you bowed your head and admitted your mistake." Zhang Yange shook his head and said.

"I am the eighth son of Emperor Ming!" Song Ba said bravely.

"So you can be unreasonable?" Zhang Yange sneered.

In an instant, he was in front of Song Ba.

"You think realm is the truth, but you are really unreasonable, so don't ask for realm." Zhang Yange came in front of him.

Raise your hand and punch.

Song Ba's Dantian and all the bones in his body were destroyed.

Although there is no fear of life, I will not be able to practice in the future.

"Are you still trying to grab these two Taoist weapons?" Zhang Yange asked, looking at the remaining people.

Everyone quickly apologized to Zhang Yange.

Song Ba was at the third level of supernatural power, but was destroyed by Zhang Yange's punch.

Naturally, they would not stand firm against Zhang Yange.

Zhang Yan's singer had a constant aura of disaster. He said to the waiter and shopkeeper, "You two have been in constant trouble for three years. If you want this disaster to go away quickly, you should do more good deeds."

When they heard this, they kowtowed to each other.

Zhang Yange said to Song Ba, "Don't kill the two of them. Although this matter happened because of them, the cause still lies with you."

Song Ba held back his hatred and said, "I remembered it!"

Naturally, this matter would not be settled like this. Even if Song Ba had settled it, Patriarch Hentian would not have settled it either.

Zhang Yange naturally saw his dissatisfaction and said, "I will stay in the city during this period. If you are not convinced, I have plenty of time to reason with you.

But next time I will kill someone."

After Zhang Yange finished speaking, he ignored everyone and left directly.

The waiter and shopkeeper looked at Song Ba, who felt scared even if he moved now.

Zhang Yange destroyed his bones with one punch, although the bones are still put together nicely. If he were to fight with someone, his bones would completely crack.

"You two will save your lives first. If that person dies, you will also die. But if that person is not afraid of the secret realm of immortality, you two can live." Song Ba said through gritted teeth.

Song Ba did not intend to trouble Zhang Yange first.

He has become useless, and his status in the royal family has naturally declined. At this time, no one will easily help him.

Moreover, if Patriarch Hentian’s grandson dies, the old devil will definitely go to Zhang Yange to cause trouble.

Chu Huaiyu didn't expect that things would turn out like this.

Originally, if Zhang Yange killed innocent people indiscriminately, something would happen to him.

But they were reasonable from beginning to end.

In the end, he even spared the lives of those two ordinary people. Otherwise, with Song Ba's temperament, those two people would have died long ago.

"Brother Chu, can you help me deliver Brother Wang's body to Patriarch Hentian?" Song Ba said to him.

Song Ba was worried that if he went, the Patriarch Hentian would kill him directly.

"Okay!" Chu Huaiyu agreed. "But if he asks, I will tell him everything about this place."

"Well, Brother Chu, there's no need to hide anything." Song Ba said.

That Patriarch Hentian is an unreasonable person. As long as he knows that his grandson is dead, he will not care about anything else!

If he doesn't peel off that guy's skin and bones, then he's not a hating ancestor.

This Patriarch Hentian was famous in the Ming Dynasty.

He is an eternal giant of the fourth level of immortality. It is said that when he entered the secret realm of immortality, there were strange phenomena in the world!

The visions of heaven and earth indicate that it will be difficult for him to make progress in this life, and he will have to stay in the first level of immortality for the rest of his life.

From that time on, he changed his name to Patriarch Hatian and hated the injustice of Heaven. After changing his name, his practice went very smoothly, and he directly entered the second level of immortality in less than a hundred years.

Now he has become an eternal giant of the fourth level of immortality, and he is also a powerful person that cannot be underestimated in the entire Ming Dynasty.

The most important thing is that this person has a violent temper.

Anyone who goes against him will eventually die in his hands. As soon as this person takes action, he will wipe out the roots and leave no one alive.

Therefore, all the casual cultivators in the Ming Dynasty were unwilling to provoke him.

Inside the Hentianmen

Chu Huaiyu met Patriarch Hentian. According to legend, Patriarch Hentian had a surly temperament, but in front of Chu Huaiyu was a gentle and elegant middle-aged man.

"Did my grandson leave anything behind when he died?"

"No." Chu Huaiyu could feel strong pressure when facing Patriarch Hentian.

"This man possesses two Taoist weapons, and his strength is definitely not weak. My grandson had a treasured weapon that could save his life, but he died before he could even use the treasured weapon." Patriarch Hentian said with a smile.

"That man only used one knife?"

"One knife!" Chu Huaiyu replied.

He finally understood why Song Ba didn't want to come.

Because it’s too scary to face this hateful ancestor.

"When nephew Chu returns home, say hello to Brother Chi for me." Patriarch Hentian did not embarrass Chu Huaiyu.

Because there was a Sun Moon Sword Sect standing behind him.

He hates Tianmen very much, and his Ancestor hates Tian very well.

But compared to the Sun Moon Sword Sect, it is not even a bit worse.

After Chu Huaiyu left, Patriarch Hentian went directly to Yucheng.

At this time, Zhang Yange was grinning from the heat. Although it was very spicy, he couldn't help stuffing the barbecue into his mouth.

"Boss, put less chili pepper in the rest." Zhang Yange said.

"Okay." The boss said with a smile, "My chili peppers are actually not very spicy."

"This isn't spicy enough!" Zhang Yange said while sniffing.


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