The female ghost knelt on the ground and shivered, looking at Zhang Youde with fear in her eyes.
"I'm leaving. After that, you stay here. If Tie Zhu... wants to know the truth, you will tell him everything. Do you understand?" Zhang Youde hesitated and spoke in a deep voice.
He had a lot to do, and he could hide it from Zhang Tiezhu for a while, but he couldn't hide it for long.
And the more serious things Zhang Youde did later, the more dangerous Zhang Tiezhu's situation became.
By that time, if Zhang Tiezhu still doesn't know the truth, I'm afraid he will be in real danger... and he could easily be killed in confusion.
Although I have already greeted Mr. Huang San and others, and they all promised to protect Zhang Tiezhu, there are always surprises.
Otherwise, the Zhang family in Laoshan, which has been passed down for thousands of years, would not have ended up in this situation.
"Yes, sir." The female ghost lowered her head and spoke in a trembling voice.
"Remember, if the time comes, don't expose yourself in front of the iron pillar, understand?" Zhang Youde said coldly.
"Yes, I understand." The female ghost did not dare to resist.
In her eyes, Zhang Youde is a murderer, a murderer who once killed people to the point of darkness!
Zhang Youde said "hmm" through his nostrils and waved his hand to signal the female ghost to retreat.
As if she had been granted amnesty, the female ghost couldn't wait to leave the warehouse and disappeared.
Zhang Youde looked at his son's memorial tablet with sadness in his eyes.
The most painful thing in life is for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person a gift. If he had a choice, Zhang Youde would rather trade his own life for his son's life.
"The blood debt... must be repaid." Zhang Youde said coldly, covered the god card with red cloth again, turned around and left the warehouse.
"Master, you are ready." The male ghost in red has been waiting in the yard for a long time.
I knew I was leaving before, so I packed everything I needed to pack.
Zhang Youde nodded, looked far away, and said calmly: "Why keep sneaking around, why don't you dare to show up and see me?"
Zhang Youde's voice was not loud, but it was heard several miles away. There was an old monk with a beard who was shocked when he heard the words.
"Senior Zhang, his reputation is indeed well-deserved... Amitabha." A moment later, an old monk came out of the air and stood above the courtyard of Zhang Youde's house. He clasped his hands together and performed a Buddha salute to him.
"Hehehe... little monk, which temple is it from?" Zhang Youde smiled lightly.
"Ziyun Temple." The old monk clasped his hands together and did not dare to neglect at all.
"Ziyun Temple? It's interesting..." Zhang Youde shook his head and smiled bitterly, narrowing his eyes and staring at the old monk.
The old monk trembled all over, as if he had a feeling of being seen through... It was as if at this moment he was standing naked in front of Zhang Youde, completely exposed, with no secret at all.
"The exercises of Zhenguo Temple..." Zhang Youde's eyes were deep and he spoke calmly.
"Senior, you have good eyesight. The young monk was indeed a disciple of Zhenguo Temple before, but now he is no longer a disciple. He has joined Wudaogou Ziyun Temple." The old monk clasped his hands together and said slowly.
After Zhang Youde saw through the origin of his cultivation, the old monk didn't feel any shame at all.
The most ruthless man in Mount Laoshan, the man who had the chance to become the pinnacle of the Yin and Yang world, was not ashamed to be seen through by him.
"Hahaha... It's interesting. Then tell me why you joined Ziyun Temple?" Zhang Youde chuckled, then his eyes turned cold and he said in a cold voice: "What's the purpose of secretly observing me?
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At this moment, the old monk felt like he was in a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, being stared at by a group of ferocious beasts... It made his whole body so cold that he almost fell from the sky.
The Taoism is more terrifying than the legend... The old monk looked solemn, clasped his hands, chanted the Buddha's name, and tried hard to calm himself down, but he couldn't do it at all. The coercion emanating from Zhang Youde was too terrifying.
"Amitabha, Senior Zhang, don't get me wrong. The young monk is just here to take a look... He has no ill intentions towards you at all, and he doesn't dare to have any!" The old monk's attitude became more respectful.
"Hahaha...just come to take a look?" Zhang Youde sneered, and the murderous intention in his body gradually subsided.
Although the old monk is fifty or sixty years old, in front of Zhang Youde, he is his younger brother regardless of strength or seniority...
"Really, really... I swear to the Buddha, I really just want to see, this young monk has no ill intentions towards you at all!" The old monk nodded repeatedly. If you are not a Buddhist, you should pay attention to peace of mind and keep your mind calm.
His concentration is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and the old monk is probably kneeling now.
"Zhenguo Temple wants to interfere with my affairs?" Zhang Youde asked calmly.
"No, I don't know... the young monk is no longer from Zhenguo Temple, I am from Ziyun Temple!" The old monk shook his head repeatedly.
"Hahaha... You are really smart. Don't you want to withdraw from Zhenguo Temple because you don't want to bring trouble to Zhenguo Temple?" Zhang Youde sneered.
"Amitabha, it doesn't matter where people practice Buddhism. Whether it is Zhenguo Temple or Ziyun Temple, it is just a place of practice." The old monk clasped his hands together and said: "Senior Zhang, please don't worry.
Whether it is you or your grandson Zhang Tiezhu, Zhenguo Temple and Ziyun Temple will not be your enemies."
"Hahaha... It's best this way." Zhang Youde smiled calmly, quite satisfied with the old monk's answer.
"If nothing happens, just step back..." Zhang Youde waved his hand impatiently.
"Senior, are you leaving?" the old monk hesitated and asked.
"Are you blind?" Zhang Youde glanced at the old monk: "You have been secretly following me for more than half a month. You don't know what I want to do?"
"This... misunderstanding is just a coincidence." The old monk scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Hehehe... It's just a coincidence that you followed Tiezhu quietly when he came back for the New Year? When I get old, will I know nothing?" Zhang Youde sneered and looked at the old monk with disdain.
"Amitabha, my senior is so wise and powerful, it turns out that you know everything, I admire you, I admire you!" The old monk clasped his hands together, his expression unchanged, but his heart was panicking.
He originally thought that since he was two miles away from Zhang Youde, the other party would not be able to sense him, but in the end...
If Zhang Tiezhu were here, he would definitely recognize at a glance that this old monk is the bald old man he saw in the incense selling hut at the entrance of Ziyun Temple.
"Go away, I'm scaring you. If you were an evil person, I would have killed you long ago." Zhang Youde waved his hand impatiently: "Go back and tell old man Kong Wen, don't even think about stopping me, he can't stop me."
The old man Kongwen mentioned by Zhang Youde was one of the elders of the Kong family in Zhenguo Temple. He had a close relationship with Zhang Youde in his early years.
"Yes, senior." The old monk hesitated when he heard the words, and then clasped his hands and said: "Senior, Master Kongwen said before that if the young monk happens to see senior by chance, let me tell you, don't make too many mistakes.
It is good to kill evildoers, as the saying goes, my Buddha is compassionate..."
"Get out!" Zhang Youde was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with the old monk. With a wave of his right hand, a terrifying strong wind gathered in the air and swept away towards the old monk.
"Ah...Senior, please have mercy!" The old monk's face changed drastically, he roared, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Damn, what bad luck? I went out to go on a killing spree, but I met a little bald donkey preaching." Zhang Youde cursed and spat: "Let's go!"