Chapter 21

The two senior brothers were walking on the road, chatting a few words from time to time, laughing and cursing, they seemed very happy.

But all of this made Zhang Lingyu, who was following behind, stunned, wishing to cover her ears.

No matter whether it is the celestial master or his own master, the appearance when talking in private at this moment is completely different from the impression he usually shows to others.

Zhang Lingyu thought about it and vowed to keep what the two elders were talking about locked in her stomach.

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The group of people followed the back mountain trail until they came to an intersection.

There are two roads extending from the fork, one leading to Qianshan and the other leading to Zhengyiguan.

Zhang Taichu stopped here, looked at his senior brother Zhang Zhiwei and said seriously: "Senior brother, it's time to talk to you about business now."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei said seriously, "What's the matter, brother?"

Zhang Taichu made a move with his sleeve, stretched his palm out from his Taoist robe, and stretched it directly in front of Zhang Zhiwei: "Give me money."

Zhang Zhiwei asked with a puzzled face, "Money?"

"Yes, I want money."

"What do you want money for?"

“It costs money to go down the mountain and consume.”

"Are you going down the mountain?"

"There is also Lingyu."

"You want to take Lingyu down the mountain?" Zhang Zhiwei's old face froze, and his voice rose three times.

Zhang Lingyu, who was always following by the side, also froze, feeling very surprised. Master was going to take him down the mountain, didn't he tell in advance?

"What do you want to bring Lingyu down the mountain?" Zhang Zhiwei looked suspicious at the moment, looking at the appearance of his junior brother in front of him, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Zhang Taichu had a frank face, turned around to face the front mountain where the setting sun was setting, and said solemnly: "I want to bring Lingyu into the world of mortals to experience enlightenment, of course it is for cultivation."

Zhang Zhiwei frowned, looked at the back of his younger brother in front of him, and said helplessly: "But there is still Luo Tian Dajiao's match tomorrow."

Zhang Taichu turned around and grinned: "Don't worry, I've got the timing right and it won't affect Lingyu's normal game."

As he said that, he stretched out his palm in front of Zhang Zhiwei again and said with a sincere face: "Tianshi, please give me some funding."

Zhang Zhiwei fell into a brief silence. He always felt uneasy about his junior brother taking Zhang Lingyu down the mountain, but then he thought that Lingyu was already the other party's disciple——

But Zhang Taichu looked at the silent senior brother, frowned, and his smile changed, revealing a little gloomy: "Hey hey hey--I said senior brother, do you have any unspeakable secrets? Why don't you let me talk to you?" Do you communicate well and reach a consensus?"

Looking at that evil smile, Zhang Lingyu felt a chill all over his body.

The corner of Zhang Tianshi's mouth twitched, and finally he could only shake his head in compromise. He groped from his arms, pulled out a gold and black intertwined card, and handed it to Zhang Taichu, "This is a card issued by the government. It records my Personal information is also a bank card, and a sum of money will be deposited into it regularly every month."

The first half of Longhu Mountain has been developed into a tourist attraction. There is also an official presence behind the Tianshi Mansion, so as a Tianshi, Zhang Zhiwei also has his own "job allowance".

Zhang Taichu took the delicate little card and said with a bright smile: "Thank you, senior brother!"

As he said that, he turned his head, looked at the downhill road going all the way, waved his sleeves, and said boldly: "Lingyu, let's go!"

Zhang Lingyu's body shook, although she was puzzled, she would not disobey her teacher's orders, and followed up obediently.

One after another, the master and apprentice embarked on the road down the mountain, and disappeared around the corner in a short time.

The old celestial master Zhang Zhiwei stood where he was, always feeling like his cabbage was about to be taken away.

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at the same time.

In the back mountain of Dragon and Tiger, in a guest house.

A yellow-haired man with a pale complexion was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was a blood-red palm print on one side of his mouth, which made half of his face swollen.

It was this morning that Wang Bing passed out after being slapped by Zhang Taichu.

Wang Bing was lying on the bed, and beside him was Wang Ai, who was leaning on crutches and had a gloomy expression.

Wang Ai stretched out two fingers and pressed them on the wrist of his beloved grandson, continuously entering the pure and pure Qi.

"Didn't you say it's nothing serious? Why hasn't your grandson woke up until now?" Lu Ci said casually with a scarred face. He was leaning on the back chair beside him, looking at the roof with his blood-red one eye, wondering wearing something.

"Huh!" Wang Ai snorted coldly, completely no longer the amiable appearance in front of the crowd, and said in a low voice: "That piece of true qi from the beginning is weird and domineering, invading my great-grandson's body, constantly flooding and wandering in the meridians, Disturb the breath."

"If I hadn't dispersed it, I'm afraid my good grandson won't be able to wake up for a few more days."

As Wang Ai spoke, he continued to continuously deliver his true energy into Wang Bing's body to help him sort out and recover.

At this moment, Wang Bing, whose face was pale, trembled his eyelashes and his face trembled, but slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

"Ah!" Wang Bin screamed, and lifted his body up suddenly, with lingering fear still remaining in his eyes.

His memory still lingered on the last scene where Zhang Taichu slapped him.

The feeling at that time was like being locked by a murderous god. It could be said that it was freezing to the bone, as if I would die in the next moment!
"Good grandson, you're awake." Wang Ai said pleasantly, with relief in his eyes, Wang Bing is his most precious only grandson.

"Grandpa!" Wang Bing exclaimed, holding Wang Ai's wrist with one hand, which gave him a sense of security.

He was panting heavily again, and it took him a while to calm down. Then he looked around and saw that only Lu Ci was present in the room, and immediately gritted his teeth and said, "That damned stinky Taoist priest dared to hurt me!"

As Wang Bin spoke, he touched the hideous slap mark on his face with his hand, and he couldn't help grinning his teeth. Immediately afterwards, an extremely humiliating and angry mood rushed into his heart, and a surge of anger rose even more violently. Tong Hong said: "Grandpa, I want that person to die!"

"I want to pull out his bones and cramps, I want to slap him alive and slap him to death!"

Hearing Wang Bing's roar, Wang Ai, who had always been obedient and responsive to his beloved Sun Bai in the past, fell silent at this moment.

"Grandpa, you promised me that you will help me avenge you, right?!" Wang Bing's long and narrow eyes were full of hope.

His great-grandfather, Wang Ai, is the head of the Wang family, one of the top ten in the alien world, an existence that no one can afford to offend!
Hearing this, Wang Ai's expression became more complicated, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

On the other hand, Lu Ci chuckled and said, "If your great-grandfather goes to stand up for you, he will probably give the Taoist priest a slap in the face to make you look like this."

After saying this, Wang Bing was taken aback, but turned his head to look at Lu Ci, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

Lu Ci said to himself, "I'm afraid I won't be able to please you if I go with your great-grandfather."

Hearing this, Wang Ai's old face was almost wrinkled into a ball.

(End of this chapter)

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