Under one person: I am alone, and I dominate the world

Chapter 20 The Criticized Zhang Chulan
"The grandson of the big-eared thief, I'm not your master." The moment Zhang Taichu said this, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became much lower.

There was complexity in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes.

The juniors standing behind did not dare to speak, and silently followed the changes in the arena.

Zhang Chulan's bent body trembled, and she was surprised. She didn't expect that the first time she greeted this master she had never met, it would be like this.

Could it be that his grandfather, Zhang Huaiyi, actually has any problems with this mysterious master who suddenly appeared today?
For a moment, he was at a loss, but after quickly calming down, Zhang Chulan still said in a low voice: "You and my grandfather Zhang Huaiyi are fellow disciples, so I respect you as my master. If you don't like it, can you let me know the reason? ?”

With this sentence, he was also testing Zhang Taichu, hoping to learn as much as possible about his grandfather's past from the other party's answers, and to find the hidden secret.

Hearing this, Zhang Taichu snorted coldly and said, "That big-eared thief Zhang Huaiyi, I get annoyed when I mention him. What I don't like the most is his self-righteous appearance. Back then, he kept saying that he didn't want to hurt me, Longhushan, and he was ashamed. People run away, hiding like rats crossing the street."

"But what happened in the end? What was the result? Is the situation better? Instead of bringing disaster to the same sect and hurting more innocent people, this big-eared thief is just a fool. If he had listened to me, he would have been fine. Son."

Listening to these secret pasts, Zhang Chulan's eyes trembled, and she couldn't help raising her head, looking at the indifferent Taoist in front of her, and asked: "Master, tell me what happened back then? What did my grandfather do? Why? Want to call him a thief? Did he really betray Longhushan? In the end—why did he die?”

Zhang Zhiwei on the side finally couldn't help but said: "Chu Lan, some things have passed, don't worry about it anymore."

"If you really want to know the answer, I'll tell you, but not now—"

As Zhang Zhiwei said, he looked at his junior brother Zhang Taichu again, showing a look of impatience, and motioned the other party not to continue talking.

And Zhang Taichu also kept all this in his eyes.

When he heard Zhang Chulan talk about Zhang Huaiyi's death, he frowned, and deep in his eyes, there was also a touch of sadness, but he hid the emotion very well.

Immediately he looked at Zhang Chulan, the corner of his mouth raised, and a sneer appeared: "So what if I tell you, your temper is just like your grandfather, secretive, timid and afraid of getting into trouble."

"Zhang Chulan, I just told you, what can you do for him?"

"I passed by the martial arts arena this afternoon and happened to see your boy's competition. In my opinion, it was just a show of mystery and perversity, which made this good Luo Tian Dajiao a mess."

"Where have you learned the golden light spell and thunder method of Tianshi Mansion, and your grandfather's Qi Body origin? While you are looking for your grandfather's secrets, you are disguising yourself and fearing the past. Zhang Chulan, are you afraid? what?"

Zhang Taichu mercilessly pierced Zhang Chulan's heart like a knife, causing the latter to sway, his face turned pale, and he froze in place for a while.

As for Zhang Taichu, looking at the other party's dejected look, his expression remained cold.

He turned his head, looked in the direction of senior brother Zhang Zhiwei, and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, come here, I have something to ask you."

With that said, he turned around and left decisively without even looking at Zhang Chulan, and motioned for Zhang Lingyu to follow him.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei sighed softly, then took steps to keep up with Zhang Taichu's pace.

The three people quickly left the place.

Until Zhang Taichu walked a long way, Zhang Chulan still stood there, with his hands hanging down weakly, and his eyes were slightly red.

Beside him, a group of young people couldn't bear their eyes, and hurriedly surrounded him to calm his emotions.

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At the same time, on the forest path.

Zhang Taichu and Zhang Zhiwei walked in front side by side, and Zhang Lingyu obediently followed behind.

After leaving the junior's presence, Zhang Taichu took a long breath, and his cold expression returned to his usual carefree look.

Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but ask: "Junior brother, what you just said to Chu Lan about Huaiyi, are you really thinking about it?"

Zhang Taichu twitched the corners of his mouth, put his hands behind his back, and said softly: "I used to think like this, but after so many years, I have let go of what should be let go."

Zhang Zhiwei was a little puzzled: "Then why did you mention it in front of Chu Lan's doll again? Do you know how much unnecessary confusion and pain this will bring him?"

Zhang Taichu said without hesitation: "Brother, you haven't seen far enough."

"Zhang Chulan's little bastard has the same temper as Huaiyi's big-eared thief. He thinks he is smart at every step, but he is self-righteous. If you don't beat him early and change his nature, he will only suffer more pain .”

This is the real purpose of what he said to Zhang Chulan just now.

How can there be any real resentment towards his brother Zhang Huaiyi in his heart?And how could they hate each other's offspring?
Even in the afternoon, he went to watch Zhang Chulan's match on the martial arts field, wanting to see how his old friend's grandson was doing.

Zhang Zhiwei fell into silence after listening to Zhang Taichu's words.

After a long time, he said with a strange expression: "So you don't really reject that little baby Zhang Chulan?"

Zhang Taichu smiled happily, turned his head to Zhang Zhiwei, the senior brother with fluttering beard, and said relaxedly: "I said senior brother, how dare you come to your senses until now? Sure enough, you are getting older, and your brain is turning slowly."

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu, who was following the two of them, stiffened. He didn't expect that his master and the Heavenly Master would talk in such a way - uh, casually?
Hearing Zhang Taichu's complaints, Zhang Zhiwei shook his head in confusion: "I'm getting older. I've been busy in the Tianshi Mansion for the past few decades, and there are too many things in my mind. Maybe I'm a little ineffective. "

"Hey, senior brother, from your tone, are you a little dissatisfied with sitting in the position of Heavenly Master?" Zhang Taichu pretended to be surprised.

When Zhang Zhiwei heard this, his old face fell, but he said with some resentment: "Junior brother, if the position of Tianshi was easy to sit in, you wouldn't have pushed it to me back then."

Zhang Taichu frowned and said: "Hey, I said brother, don't put this pot on my head."

"If I'm to blame, it's because you are thin-skinned and can't refuse Master."

In response, Zhang Zhiwei could only sigh helplessly: "Otherwise, it would have to be you, junior brother."

Zhang Taichu was speechless and walked alone, with a relaxed and happy face.

　There is another one in the morning!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)