Brother Zhang, who has not returned home for ten years, is talking to the old couple.
In the bamboo forest outside the village.
Zhang Heng walked slowly and said without looking back: "What's going on with my eldest brother? He is a master of Confucianism, Taoism, and Martial Arts. Ten years ago he was a master of internal training, and ten years later he is no more than a grand master."
Even the Martial Saint hasn’t arrived yet, so no one has warned him?”
"Owner..."
The old blood bat demon was so shocked that he didn't dare to take a breath: "According to my observation, your elder brother's master, the master of Tianming Peak and Taoist Tianming, has something very strange about him."
"eccentric?"
Zhang Heng nodded slightly: "You continue."
The old blood bat demon lowered his voice: "It's not good for your eldest brother. Taoist Tianming accepted him as a closed disciple, but if you ask for anything, he will get everything. It's not bad at all."
"But to say yes, it's strange to think about it. Taoist Tianming never seems to care about your elder brother's practice progress. Let alone checking and giving advice, he rarely even asks about it. It's a bit..."
Look up at Zhang Heng.
The old blood bat demon whispered: "Some master brings me in, and learning skills is personal."
The master leads you in, and learning the art depends on the individual.
What this means is that it is not enough to just have the guidance of the master, you also need to work hard on your own.
But for the old blood bat demon, this sentence has a derogatory meaning.
There is a sense that the master doesn’t teach anything, and it’s up to you to figure out what to learn and how to learn it.
"Some people have extremely high levels of understanding, but excessive teaching is a burden. Give them a book and they will be able to study it thoroughly on their own."
"But my eldest brother obviously doesn't have the ability. If he is asked to learn by himself, he will only learn something that is half-baked, neither upright nor pure."
Zhang Heng stopped.
After thinking for a while, he said: "My eldest brother has a life-saving grace for Tianmingzi, and people in Taoism talk about fate. Tianmingzi should not ignore it."
"That being the case, I'm afraid there are other reasons for this. Tianmingzi, Tianming, since this person takes Tianming as his Taoist name, he is obviously also a person who is good at destiny. Could it be that my eldest brother is his robber boy, or maybe
..."
The blood bat ancestor scratched his head and scratched his head when he heard this, and was unhappy: "Master, or what?"
Zhang Heng said in a deep voice: "If my eldest brother's destiny is connected with the destiny child, and he turns into a boy who can block the robbery, he should not want my eldest brother to achieve too much, so as not to exceed his control."
"Or maybe it's my little heart that has conquered the heart of a gentleman."
"Tian Mingzi is very fond of my eldest brother. The best way to guide him is to let him endure hardships and bump into obstacles to find his own way. Once he understands it, he will learn quickly later."
The blood bat ancestor was a little suspicious: "Master, your eldest brother is about to reach his thirties. If he trains for another twenty or thirty years, he will be sixty or seventy. His old eyes will be dim and his energy and blood will be exhausted. If he continues to cultivate, he will probably not be able to cultivate."
Don’t come up with anything.”
Zhang Heng remained silent.
Although it is said that there is no age distinction between cultivating and learning Taoism, it is never too late to learn.
But then again.
Whether you can achieve success or not depends on the individual. For the general public, the Sixteen Seventeenth chapter involves Taoism, and you may not be able to achieve anything when you are old. Naturally, it is better to do it sooner rather than later.
"Owner."
Zhang Heng frowned a little.
The old blood bat demon quickly changed the subject: "I heard an interesting story in Tiandao Sect, but I don't know whether it is true or not, and I don't know whether I should tell it."
"Fun fact?"
Zhang Heng was not very interested: "There is always a lot of news in the world, which is true or false and catches people's attention, but most of it cannot be taken as true."
"Yes, I think so too."
The old blood bat demon agreed at first, and then changed the topic: "It's just that this matter has something to do with the little tiger, so I paid special attention to it."
"Little tiger?"
Zhang Heng was a little surprised.
The cute tiger is growing up under his nose. He can let outsiders know anything but turn his back on him.
"Is such that."
I am interested in seeing Zhang Heng.
The old blood bat demon started chatting and explained: "Last year, a Toutuo came to Tiandao Sect as a guest. When changing cups and cups, he once boasted that even an iron-clad man could not face the words of life and death."
"Someone asked him what happened."
"He didn't answer. He asked in a hurry. General Black Tiger, who led the army to attack Xingchen Sect ten years ago, was not actually dead. Instead, he surrendered under the great terror of life and death. It's ridiculous that Emperor Li thought that his army was all gone.
Mo, it’s really ridiculous to confer a title on the descendant of that cartilaginous tiger.”
Finished.
Blood Bat did not dare to look at Zhang Heng's expression: "After saying this, the Toutuo became drunk. I wanted to look for him later and confirm with him, but it turned out that the Toutuo had already gone down the mountain."
Zhang Heng frowned slightly.
This news is interesting.
The old tiger is not dead.
No, how could he not die?
If he is still alive and surrenders to survive, where will he be placed in the Beihou Mansion?
You must know that the tiger-like character Zhibeihou was canonized by the imperial court because the old tiger died in battle because of his loyalty and bravery.
Once this matter is confirmed, removal from the rank is the lightest thing. If it is serious, it will be liquidated even if it is serious.
certainly.
Zhang Heng didn't really care about the so-called liquidation.
The main reason is that the old tiger is still alive, which will disrupt many of his plans.
Let’s take the simplest example.
The old tiger is not dead and has surrendered to Buddhism. If he sneaks back at night and says he wants to take the little tiger away to make a fortune, Zhang Heng will stop him or not.
This is still good.
In case the old tiger is converted by Buddhism, he is ready to lead the monsters in Hushan to rebel.
kill him.
It’s hard to explain to the little tiger.
Don't kill him.
The toad crawls on the instep but doesn't bite. It's disgusting.
"Owner."
“I don’t know whether what Toutuo said is true or not, maybe it’s just nonsense.”
Seeing Zhang Heng's gloomy expression, the old blood bat demon whispered: "In fact, I have seen a lot of people like this. I heard some gossip somewhere, compiled a few, and then told it in a serious way, without making any surprises.
, in fact, there is no such thing.”
Zhang Heng shook his head: "I also hope it's fake, otherwise it will be very difficult for me."
Said.
Zhang Heng looked at the old blood bat demon again: "There is no smoke without fire. If the old tiger is really alive, surrendered to Buddhism, became a Buddhist protector, and comes back to cause trouble, what do you think I should do with him?"
The old blood bat demon is a ruthless person after all.
As soon as he thought about the stakes involved, a cold look appeared on his face: "Master, why don't you do anything but let me and my eldest brother take action and kill him."
Zhang Heng asked again: "Killing is easy, but what happens after killing?"
"After killing..."
The old blood bat demon is a little overconfident: "I'm afraid it's hard to explain to the little tiger, but the little tiger is still young and trusts you in every way, so maybe he can get through it."
Zhang Heng looked at the old blood bat demon like a fool.
The little tiger has the blood of a mythical beast and can be said to be the second white deer.
As long as they are cultivated properly, after a thousand years, they will be in the realm of Luotian Immortal, a loyal spiritual protector.
There is this lump.
It’s hard to say what will happen in the future.
Guess what, Zhang Heng was in retreat when his enemies came knocking on his door.
Open the door and take a look.
The little tiger stood in front of people, with tears in his eyes: "Zhang Heng, please give my father his life."
This is outrageous.
"Master, does he have any clever ideas?"
The old blood bat demon looked forward to it.
"A clever idea?"
Zhang Heng thought for a while: "It's not a clever plan, but I heard that the old tiger has a twin brother. Do you know about this?"
"younger brother?"
The old blood bat demon was stunned for a moment.
The old tiger also has twin brothers, where did this news come from?
The old blood bat demon was just about to ask for confirmation when he saw Zhang Heng smiling meaningfully.
A moment.
The old blood bat demon came to understand, clapped his hands and smiled: "Wonderful, wonderful! Even if the old tiger is not dead and comes back secretly, we insist that these are the twin brothers of the old tiger. Really, we can transform him into
Fake."
"In this way, the imperial court will not be able to pursue him, and Buddhism will not be able to use Lao Tiger's identity to do anything."
"If the little tiger and the old tiger are allowed to recognize each other in private, the little tiger will pass."
"only..."
The old blood bat demon was a little hesitant: "It's just that I suffered a lot from the old tiger. He was obviously me, but he became a substitute. I'm afraid he will have complaints in his heart."
I heard the word "complaint".
Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Speaking of complaints, your sworn brother Tang Jian didn't know how to blame me in his heart back then. Now, he has been a tutor in the Marquis Mansion for ten years and has to accept his fate."
The old blood bat demon also laughed when he heard this: "My eldest brother is very aloof and different from others. He always thinks that he is the unparalleled one. But in the end, his arms can't twist his thighs. No matter whether he is a human being or a demon, he is unparalleled.
Accept your own ordinaryness.”
To the end.
The old blood bat demon was eager to give it a try: "If he doesn't accept his fate, put a slave mark on him and see how crazy he can be."
Zhang Heng looked at him with a half-smile.
The old blood bat demon got an advantage and behaved well, and said in a flattering manner: "This is also his destiny."
"Little brother!"
Joking room.
The third sister's call came from the intersection.
Zhang Heng followed the sound and looked.
Only the third sister came back in a carriage. She waved to him from a long way away and said, "Why are you here? Where's the eldest brother? It's not that the eldest brother is back. Why didn't you accompany him?"
"Third sister is here."
Zhang Heng greeted him with a smile: "Brother is whispering to my parents. No, I will show the guests around."
Said.
He also did not forget to introduce to the third sister: "This is Fu Lao, the guardian brought back from the Immortal Sect by my eldest brother."
"I've met Fu Lao."
The third sister hurriedly saluted.
"You are the third sister, right?"
The old blood bat demon dug around his body and took out a jade pendant: "I've been listening to the two brothers talking about you. Come on, it's a small gadget. It's not worth much, but it can prevent mosquitoes, rats, and ants. I'll give it to you to play with."
"Thank you, Mr. Fu."
The third sister happily accepted it.
I feel more and more that my elder brother’s protector is amiable.
"Third Sister, didn't you send me a message asking you to come back tomorrow?"
"It's late at night, and you're pregnant again. Why are you in such a hurry? It's not like he's leaving tomorrow."
Zhang Heng said as he spoke.
While taking a look at the third sister's belly.
The third sister is six months pregnant.
The belly has become prominent. Counting this, this is already the third pregnancy.
In fact, Zhang Heng didn't understand it either.
The third sister already has a son and a daughter in her name. Why would she have so many children?
There are many babies.
Tired of raising.
Do as he says.
It's totally making yourself uncomfortable.
"My eldest brother only comes home once every ten years."
"No matter how busy I am and no matter how inconvenient it is, there is no reason to wait until tomorrow."
The third sister said.
Habitually, he reached behind him and took out a box of snacks. Without any explanation, he handed a piece to Zhang Heng: "Almond cake, it's delicious."
Zhang Heng was a little bit dumbfounded.
After all these years, the third sister still hasn't changed her habit of stuffing him with food.
My family was poor when I was a child.
The second brother Zhu brought some food to the third sister. The third sister was reluctant to eat it herself, so she had to give it to him.
As a result, it was night.
He was so hungry that he rolled on the bed.
I could only drink cold water in big gulps, lie down, and feel the gurgling sound of water in my stomach.
"Third sister, what has brother-in-law been busy with lately?"
Get on the carriage.
Zhang Heng and his third sister rushed home.
"well..."
As soon as I heard about Brother Zhu.
The third sister sighed: "It's not good for this man to be too ambitious. Your brother-in-law has been obsessed with money these years. He always wants to make money, make money, and make more money. He has opened more than a dozen restaurants.
If it's not enough, no, I went to Dachang Mansion some time ago and said I was planning to open more restaurants, but I haven't come back after half a month there."
Zhang Heng didn't know what to say.
A woman.
When a man is not busy with his career, she says you have no ambition.
Busy with career.
Without company, she thinks you don't care about your family.
Men are difficult.
This means that the third sister does not know magic.
If you know how, you can't turn it into a rope and tie Brother Zhu to his belt.
"Little brother."
Let’s talk about Brother Zhu.
The third sister was a little worried again: "Please help me see how talented the third child is in my belly. I heard from the teacher in the library that Chao'er and Mu'er are not good at studying. They even learned half of it in the library.
I'm three months old, and I've barely managed to live in the middle and lower classes. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to become a boy in the future, let alone a scholar."
Well...
Zhang Heng was a bit dumbfounded: "Third sister, the fetus in your belly is only six months old and has barely formed. It's too early to see if the talent is there, and I can't see anything."
Finished.
Zhang Heng thought for a while and then said: "And talent is not necessarily a bad thing. The world is not good at the moment. If you are not good at literature or martial arts, you can stay in your hometown, take over the work of your brother-in-law, and be the owner of more than a dozen restaurants.
I will never starve to death."
"Otherwise, learn some skills and say whether you are high or low, or whether you are low or low."
"Imitate what others do when you go out and make a living, and if you don't do it right, you'll lose your life."
Upon hearing this.
The third sister rolled her eyes and said, "That's the truth. As a parent, who doesn't want their children to go to high school? If they can't be the number one scholar in literature, they can also be the number one scholar in martial arts. This is a happy event that will bring glory to the family."
Zhang Heng shook his head.
For people of their generation, not counting Zhang Heng, only Brother Zhang's talent is passable.
Third sister, you have no talent at all and you are stupid.
Where is Brother Zhang?
The qualifications are not very good either, just below average.
In other words, resources are piled up. Otherwise, if they are placed in ordinary people's homes, they will be like a two-handed banker.
Enter the Yamen.
Be the catcher.
Don't think about that.
lucky.
Join a third-rate gang, follow the little boss and wave the flag, and you can become a passerby.
down.
The third sister’s children.
The qualifications are not that great either.
The eldest son of the third sister, Zhu Chao, is the second brother Zhang in martial arts.
Wenma.
It has been half a month since I entered the school.
Smart children have already completed the Meng Xue Tie and can write hundreds of words in one breath.
Where is Zhu Chao?
I also finished a class without missing a beat.
But when I asked what I had learned and what I knew, I just said one word: "Ah?"
There is no way to say such a thing.
He also went to school.
Crane your neck and listen.
His eyes were as wide as bells.
But I am stupid and have no choice.
What others can understand after hearing it once, he cannot remember after hearing it ten times.
Just write it down and forget it the next day.
As for Zhu Mu.
Zhu Chao also defended himself, saying that Zhu Mu didn't learn it either.
As soon as the third sister heard this, she raised her hand and said, 'Your sister can get married, so can you get married too?'
It's very difficult to do.
But now Zhu Chao also understands.
Two days ago, I came to him secretly and asked him: "Fourth uncle, if I am so stupid, I will only be able to guard more than a dozen restaurants and 3,000 acres of land, and be a freeloader waiting to die."
It's a bug.'
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