After sobbing softly for a while, Zhang Yuanwai wiped away his tears, sat up straight, and looked outside the hall, where the stars were like water and the night wind was rustling, and there was a bit of coldness in his voice.
"yes."
Outside the hall, someone responded.
After a while, Abao walked over with red eyes and tears on his face. Looking at the cold and cold Yuanwai Zhang in the hall, he fell to his knees on the ground and said in a choked voice:
"Abao was incompetent and failed to take good care of the young master. He let the young master die at the hands of the Taoist traitors. I am a servant and only serve the young master. If the young master is gone, what's the point of my life?"
"Um"
Looking at Abao who was crying bitterly, Zhang Yuanwai nodded indifferently and asked:
"Don't cry. Tell me what happened today, and make sure it's accurate."
"Yes, sir."
Abao endorsed and explained what Zhang Yutang taught in today's class, met an old Taoist priest on the street climbing trees, picking peaches, etc. Everything was detailed and explained clearly one by one.
"Is there anything missing?"
After Abao finished speaking, Zhang Yuanwai thought carefully about it, pondered for a while, and then asked.
"No more, that's all."
"Well, you go down and stay alive. Yu'er won't die so easily."
In the hall, there was a solitary lamp and dancing figures. Zhang Yuanwai stood up and looked again and again. He found that there was something wrong with Zhang Yutang's head, but he didn't know what it was.
The heart-to-heart connection between father and son, the love between flesh and blood, cannot be blocked by any blinding methods. Slowly, Zhang Yuanwai began to see something fishy.
The weight of this head is wrong!
"I have the Star Chasing Sword passed down from my ancestors. It is the best at exorcising evil spirits. I want to see what mystery is contained in it."
He stood up, holding Zhang Yutang's bloody head in one hand and a lantern in the other, and slowly walked towards a room.
Opening the door, everything in the house is not fancy, but simple and simple.
Putting Zhang Yutang's head on a table, Zhang Yuanwai moved a scroll, which contained a simple sword box.
There is an ordinary long sword in the sword box.
It's like an ordinary sword, three feet long and two fingers wide, with no features.
Sonorous!
The sword was unsheathed and made a crisp sound, like a rushing stream with a sonorous sound.
"Chasing stars is up to you."
Holding the sword, Zhang Yuanwai was both afraid of what would happen to Zhang Yutang's head, and also longed for some changes to happen to Zhang Yutang's head.
There was an inexplicable aura coming from the Star Chasing Sword, but Zhang Yuanwai felt a faint murderous intention, and the irritation made his skin ache.
I endured the pain on my skin and walked forward with a conflicting mood.
As the Star Chasing Sword approaches.
brush!
A wisp of smoke flew out from Zhang Yutang's head.
The bloody head turned into a wooden lump after the haze.
The wooden lumps burst apart under the pressure of the sword energy.
"Sure enough, it's not my son's head. What a pity, my son is still alive."
Zhang Yuanwai's heart was surging, and the feeling of regaining something was like a flood, and he couldn't control himself.
"But now, where are you? Have you ever been wronged?"
…..
The old Taoist priest waved his sleeves, mist spread out, and time and space flowed. When he opened his eyes again, Zhang Yutang found that he was in a small forest.
"I don't know where the old Taoist priest sent me with just a wave of his hand. I despise you, an unreliable and irresponsible old Taoist priest."
Zhang Yutang looked angrily where he was coming from and pointed with his middle finger.
Immediately, he walked along the path in the woods, preparing to get out of the small woods, find the official road, and quickly go home.
Now is the time when the sunset covers the sky and the stars are about to shine.
"Young master, I was ordered by the master to protect your safety, but you suffered misfortune on the first day and died in a disaster. Li Yong is ashamed. He cannot find the old Taoist priest to avenge you. How can he still live in the face of it?"
Disgraceful in this world.”
As I was walking, I suddenly heard the sound of sobbing and crying in the woods. The sound contained grief, anger, and unbearable sadness.
"Why does it sound like Li Yong's voice? Who is dead and who is he crying for?"
Zhang Yutang walked towards the place where the crying came.
Through the gap in the woods, I saw that the crying man was indeed Li Yong, a strong and brave man who stood tall and strong, but at this time, his face was full of tears, which was very sad.
"Young master, I absolutely shouldn't, I shouldn't let you climb that treacherous Taoist's ladder to heaven. I've long seen that that person with a sinister face and a hunched back is not a good person."
Li Yong was standing under a tree, beating his chest and feet. The tree was as thick as an adult's arms, with lush leaves and thick branches, and a piece of clothing hung on it.
The clothes were hung on the branches with a live buckle.
"Even if you really want to go, you should let me go and explore the road first."
"What's weird, does this mean that I'm dead?"
Zhang Yutang stood aside and heard something was wrong:
"Maybe when they saw me disappear, they thought I was dead."
"Sir, you are gone, what's the point of me, Li Yong, still alive?"
Under the big tree, Li Yong put his neck in the trap, stepped on a black object underneath, and was about to hang himself.
"That cheap master is so mysterious. No wonder a burst of colorful clouds sent me here. It turns out that this kid Li Yong is going to hang himself here in a daze. This guy is really loyal and loyal."
Thinking in his mind, he hurriedly walked out and shouted loudly:
"Li Yong, don't commit suicide, look who I am?"
The clear voice spread throughout the woods. After the voice, Zhang Yutang walked out very gracefully. The night wind blew his clothes, and he walked in, fluttering like a fairy.
"Ghost——"
Seeing Zhang Yutang walking out of the mottled shadows, Li Yong's face turned pale. He was so excited that he kicked his feet hard, and the black thing rolled out far away.
Plop!
Li Yong hung directly on the branch, his hands and feet swinging wildly, and the branch made a squeaking sound.
"You deserve to be punished. When you meet your young master, you call him a ghost. Who has ever seen such a ghost?"
Zhang Yutang was very dissatisfied, but he quickly stepped forward. Once it was too late, Li Yong died and he would really not be able to come back. He did not have Bai Suzhen's ability to go to the underworld to find Xu Xian's soul.
"Damn, I don't have any tools in my hand, how can I save you."
Facing the branch that was much taller than himself, Zhang Yutang felt like crying without tears. The branch was a single branch with a few leaves growing alone. At this time, Li Yong lifted him up. The branch could not bear such a heavy weight.
Slightly lying down.
"Yes."
Zhang Yutang took out the green leaf given to him by the old Taoist priest, held it in his hand, and prayed:
"Ye Zi, Ye Zi, it's all up to you this time. Wan Qian shows up to help me and send me to the branch."
The green leaf was like a psychic. Following Zhang Yutang's voice, it emitted a flash of green light. The brilliance was gorgeous, and it quickly grew in size, like a small boat floating aside.
Zhang Yutang jumped on the leafy boat, flew under the branch, hugged the branch, and said to the green leafy boat:
"Okay, you go aside first, I'm going to save people."
The green leaves floated away to the side in response. Zhang Yutang stepped on the air with his feet, but when he heard a click, the branch could not bear the weight of the two people and broke on the spot.
The clothes Li Yong used to hang himself lay down along the branches, broke, and fell to the ground with a plop.
"Good baby."
Just as he was about to fall to the ground, the green leaf next to him fell under Zhang Yutang's body in an instant, holding Zhang Yutang as he flew up, and then slowly fell to the ground.
Immediately it turned into a green leaf again and fell into Zhang Yutang's hand.
Collecting the green leaves and putting them in his arms, Zhang Yutang quickly walked over to Li Yong and looked into the crowd with his hands.
"Fortunately, I'm still alive. I'm not dead yet. I'm just temporarily unconscious."
Zhang Yutang reached out and patted Li Yong's face, and the pale color on his face disappeared in an instant.
He pinched Renzhong again with his hand, but when he heard Li Yong groan, he opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Yutang next to him, tears streaming down his face:
"Sir, are you a human or a ghost? I went to the underworld and saw you again?"
"What do you think, ghost, ghost, ghost, you are the size."
Zhang Yutang stood up angrily:
"Why don't you stand up quickly and go home quickly? Mother, don't you know how anxious the old man is if you don't go back so late?"
"It's good that you're not dead, it's good that you're not dead."
Looking at the lively Zhang Yutang, Li Yong had no intention of thinking about the key. He just looked at Zhang Yutang and giggled, looking at it, and his face turned pale.
For fear of any sequelae, Zhang Yutang, who was always paying attention to Li Yong, tightened his expression and asked with concern:
"What's wrong, Li Yong, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"I--I--I asked Abao to bring the young master's head back to the house."
With trembling at the corner of his mouth, Li Yong told the story again.
"I'll fuck your old Taoist priest's whole family until the ground is covered with chrysanthemums."
When Zhang Yutang heard such unreliable things, he knew that it was the old Taoist priest's trick.
It's just that if this blind trick brings any misfortune to your loved ones, wouldn't it make you regret it for the rest of your life?
"Let's go!"
He took out a green leaf from his arms. The green light was like water, and it grew with the wind and turned into a small boat. The two of them jumped on it.
"Li Yong, point in the direction of home and go back quickly."
"yes."
Li Yong looked at the green leaves under his feet and pointed blankly in a direction, leading directly to Zhang Mansion.
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