The driver is riding a white horse with four hooves galloping, closely following the talisman bird flying in front.
There was an uproar all around. Ordinary people had never seen such a skill before. It felt so magical and they suddenly felt envious and yearning for it.
The same was true for Kong Youde, who was sitting as smoothly as a stationary car.
Looking at the building moving backwards rapidly outside the window, he praised: "The Taoist Priest's magical power is really amazing!"
A few minutes later, the rune bird in front flapped its wings towards the building in front of it, nodded and circled, then slowly flew back to Zhang Ke's shoulder, looking left and right.
Kong Youde is not a practitioner and does not understand the mystery.
But when Tian Sanchi saw Fu Niao's spirituality, he was secretly shocked. He didn't know when such a person appeared in the sect.
Zhang Ke looked at the house in front of him and asked, "Where is this?"
Tian Sanchi took a look and said, "This is where the watchman lives!"
Zhang Ke casually took out a talisman and flashed it in front of his eyes.
The talisman spontaneously burned into ashes, emitting wisps of green smoke. The smoke circled slightly in the air and flew towards the watchman's room.
Zhang Ke entered shortly after, only to see a wisp of smoke flying into a room and disappearing.
He sneered: "If you don't come out, are you still waiting for me to invite you?"
After a few seconds, the door opened and someone walked out.
Kong Youde lost his voice and said: "Old Hetou, why is it you?"
Seeing Zhang Ke's questioning look, he explained: "Lao Hetou used to be a wealthy man in this city. Later, because of his gambling addiction, he lost all his family property. His wife ran away with others and there was no way out. Now he relies on
Make some money for drinks by working late at night.”
Old Hetou sneered: "You were not the one who tempted me to become addicted to gambling. How many of my family properties fell into your hands? Now you are pretending to be innocent!"
Kong Youde said angrily: "You and I were friends back then. Although I took you to the casino at that time, I later advised you not to indulge in gambling more than once. Why didn't you listen to me then!"
Lao Hetou remained silent, and Zhang Ke said: "I don't care about your grudges, I just ask you, where is the monster?"
Old Hetou said sadly: "There is no monster!"
He took out a piece of yellow leather from his body and suddenly draped it on himself.
The body rolled forward and turned into a weasel, with its tail raised.
"Pfft~~!"
A puff of yellow smoke was emitted, which smelled extremely bad.
But he ran towards the wall as fast as an arrow.
Zhang Ke shook his hand and flew out a "Smoke Lock Talisman" to lock the yellow smoke first.
A trace was missed intentionally or unintentionally, and it was sprayed on Kong Youde's face.
Kong Youde's expression instantly felt like he was eating shit, and he knelt down and vomited.
At the same time, six talismans glowing with white light shot out, chasing the weasel in the blink of an eye.
With a flash of white light, four talismans blocked the weasel in four directions: southeast, northwest, and the remaining two were blocked one day at a time. Six fortunes emitted light to form a cage, trapping the weasel in the formation.
In the blink of an eye, the six talismans retracted, kept shrinking, and finally formed an egg-sized ball covered with talismans, which flew back and fell into Zhang Ke's hands.
Tian Sanchi watched from the sidelines, and was even more amazed at Zhang Ke's understatement in his gestures.
Zhang Ke did not release the old man, and walked into the house to check around, but found nothing unusual.
After some searching, I found a handwritten book: How to Create Animals.
After flipping through it, I couldn't help but frown. They were all about animal-making techniques and some witchcraft about enchanting people and capturing flowers.
After enchanting people, using sheepskin or donkey skin to attach themselves to the body, turning into animals, avoiding detection, and stealing women and children, it can be said to be extremely unscrupulous.
Turning the ball in his hand, six talismans spread out.
Lao He's head fell out and he was released from the weasel form.
All the bones in his body were broken, and only one breath was left.
Asked: "Where did the book come from?"
Lao He just gasped and stared at Zhang Ke fiercely.
Zhang Ke shook his hand and destroyed the book, and a talisman arrow flew out.
"Pfft~!"
Lao Hetou's head exploded, and the headless body twitched.
He turned around and said, "Senior brother, if it's convenient, could you check if there have been any incidents of missing women and children in recent years?"
Perhaps influenced by the dream, he hates practitioners who practice the "Animal Making Method" the most.
Tian Sanchi's heart trembled and he quickly agreed.
He was a little frightened. He had practiced cultivation for many years and had never killed anyone before.
But such bloody scenes are rare.
He also understood what Zhang Ke meant, which was to spread the word among the people and warn the restless Paihuazi.
Just by looking at the trembling look of Kong Youde next to him, one could tell that he was quite frightened.
Zhang Ke endured the discomfort. This was the first time in his life that he had killed someone!
A living life was ended by himself. Lao Hetou's life trajectory ended here. He had no future and was forgotten by others. For a moment, he was a little touched.
After staying in Li County for three days, the order has improved greatly. Everyone knows that there is a ruthless person in Li County who kills people without blinking an eye.
With the "Baojia System" effectively controlling the territory, Tian Sanchi carefully screened the Li County website and found no abnormalities.
At the same time, he reported the matter to the sect.
The Municipal Affairs Bureau took it very seriously and conducted careful investigations within its jurisdiction, but found no abnormalities.
Zhang Ke felt relieved, it seemed that this incident was just an exception.
Farewell to Tian Sanchi, Zhang Ke walked towards home.
Shuangqi Town.
At the door of Zhang's mansion, Zhang Ke looked at the mansion that was more luxurious than what he had remembered, and felt a little complicated.
The time at this time was around 9 o'clock in the morning.
The door is open and people come in and out from time to time.
Stepping forward, a servant next to him asked: "What do you do, Master Taoist?"
Zhang Ke smiled: "I am from the lineage of Sanfang Maoting. My name is Zhang Ke. Let me inform my father!"
The servant was startled at first, thinking about who the man named Zhang Ke was at the door of the third room.
Suddenly I remembered that in the past few years, people from time to time made a special trip to send various rare supplements and belongings to Mr. Chengwu of Sanfang.
I heard that Master Chengwu's son was sent back by someone, and everyone in the compound received a lot of benefits. The son of Master Chengwu was named Zhang Ke.
He couldn't help but be excited and invited Zhang Ke in.
He grabbed a friend next to him and told him to report it quickly.
Zhang Ke walked slowly, looking left and right, looking for childhood memories.
The layout of the courtyard has not changed much, and I can still vaguely recall some of it.
Touching a stone table in the courtyard, the marks I drew when I was a child were still vaguely visible, and I smiled unconsciously.
"Pap-ta-ta-ta~"
Not long after, there were rapid footsteps coming from ahead.
Zhang Ke was frozen in place, his legs seemed to be filled with lead and he could not lift them up.
A middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples and a slightly rich look walked over quickly.
He looks similar to Zhang Ke and is Zhang Ke’s father, Zhang Chengwu.
At this time, he looked excited and looked at Zhang Ke with his mouth trembling.
Zhang Ke felt sour in his heart, tears burst out, his vision became blurry, and he fell to his knees.
Hissed: "Dad!!"
Zhang Chengwu stepped forward and hugged his son. He was so excited that he could not speak. He just hugged him tightly, fearing that his son would leave him if he let go.
Tears were already streaming down my face, and I just kept saying: "Okay! Okay! Just come back!!"
At this moment, someone rushed over and hugged Zhang Ke, crying loudly. It was his mother Yu Caihe.
Zhang Ke stopped crying, wiped his face, looked at his mother who also looked old, and called out: "Mom!"
Crying again, Yu Caihe held Zhang Ke with one hand and just slapped Zhang Ke hard with the other hand.
Crying: "Hey!! My son! I haven't come back to see you for so many years! It's heartless!! I miss my mother so much!!"
Some people around him couldn't help wiping away tears. It took a long time for everyone's emotions to stabilize.
Yu Caihe took Zhang Ke back to his house.
After not seeing each other for so many years, the child must have suffered a lot. Thinking that my son was only 6 years old when he left, I couldn't help but shed tears.
In the bedroom.
Zhang Ke answered his mother's question with sweating profusely.
All kinds of strange and wonderful ideas emerged one after another. Even Zhang Ke was asked many times about the embarrassing thing about wetting the bed at night, which made Zhang Ke's face turn red with shame.
Relatives and friends in Zhang's house heard the news and came to greet him.
The head of the family and the elders of the clan ran back and forth into the yard like a revolving door.
The day passed like this. After a day of socializing, Zhang Ke was so tired that he lay on the bed like a dead dog and refused to move.
In the evening, a big banquet was held in the house to welcome Zhang Ke, which greatly enhanced his sense of presence.
There are actually quite a few children sent by the Zhang family to the sect, but most of them failed to establish the foundation and basically entered the outer sect. Only a few returned to serve the family.
At this time, the most senior person in the sect was Zhang Yuanqiao, the ancestor of the eldest family, whose Taoist name was "Master Maple Leaf".
The ancestor is now more than 600 years old. In order to prevent the Zhang family from declining, he is still supporting the sect hard.
There are only eight people in all other Xiantian realms in total, and Zhang Ke's generation has only three people who have entered.
But for hundreds of years, there has been only one true disciple, Zhang Ke.
One can imagine how much influence Zhang Ke had on the Zhang family.
And Zhang Ke always remembers the help his family brought him.
Relying on his rich wealth, he has provided various supplements, medicines and a large amount of property to the family over the years. This is one of the reasons why he has been extremely popular after returning.
Time flies so fast, more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Ke had little opportunity to meditate on his cultivation. He had too many social activities every day, so relatives and friends in the family sent their children to Zhang Ke one by one.
I hope Zhang Ke can give some advice. They are all children under eight years old.
Zhang Ke felt like he was going to collapse. Dozens of children surrounded him all day long, crying and erratic, which made him exhausted.
After persisting for another half month, the door-to-door matchmaker broke the threshold.
I couldn't bear it anymore, so I had to hide in my family's village in the south of the town to escape the complicated and trivial matters.
This morning, he was walking around the streets of the small town, using the "Passenger Talisman" on his body, and no one seemed to care much about it.
Wandering to a fruit stall on the street corner, he bought two kilograms of sour fruits. For some reason, he now likes to eat such sour fruits.
Especially the side effects of magical "restoring the mind", the senses became sharper and the irritation was directly amplified. He was so sore that he bared his teeth.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it was obviously going to rain heavily.
We found a tea stall, ordered a pot of tea, and happily drank sour fruit to escape the rain.
Not long after, there was a thunderstorm in the sky
"Wow~~!"
The rain was pouring down, the rain lines were dense, and the moist water vapor filled the tea stall.
Zhang Ke lazily stared at the blurry figures on the street amid the transpiration of the rain.
"Ding~~!"
"Zhengzheng~~!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of scolding in the distance, followed by the crisp sound of weapons hitting each other.
Zhang Ke turned his eyes and saw two people fighting crazily in the rain.
The person in front ran wildly and fled, while the person behind him chased him with a sword.
The person running away had a vicious mind and sought refuge among the crowds seeking shelter from the rain. The person behind threw a rat weapon and kept cursing in anger.
Zhang Ke frowned, this kind of weather is actually very restrictive for Talisman masters.
Most of the talismans are made of yellow paper. They are most afraid of water and fire, and the power of the talismans is reduced by at least 30%.
The fingertips of his right hand were slightly bright, and with a flick of his finger, a talisman sword was sent out, and it traveled quickly across the ground. With a touch on the ankle of the fleeing person, the talisman sword flew back again, and was put away by Zhang Ke.
This attack lasted less than two seconds, and no one noticed.
The person who escaped screamed and fell down, and after being picked up by the person behind him, he left in a hurry.