Otherworldly Merchant

“Jiulin, you come with me!” When everyone went out, Zhang Yiuwu stood up and walked straight to the back room.

I didn't know what he was going to do, but I had to follow him.

Zhang Yaowu twisted the incense furnace behind him for a moment, and gagged. The case moved to one side, revealing a leaning down step below.

Walk down the steps to the end, it's a huge hall full of blue stone.

There are three levels of steps just ahead, with hundreds of long lamps on the steps.

There is a piece of deck behind the lamp.

The inscriptions on each deck are almost identical, with the inscriptions of the ancestor Zhang.

Obviously, all the ancestors of the Zhang family in Jiangbei are here to feed.

Of course, this is my ancestor!

Zhang Yiuwu instructed me to draw three sandalwood from the fragrance frame and then took me to the futon to worship for a few weeks to put Xiangan in the incense oven.

This is why he turned around and said: "Although it is the ancestors of the Zhang family who have made the tribute here, only the elders have the right to come here to worship. For some special reasons, I can not pass the chief position directly to you, so I can only give it to Xiaofan. Now I finally return to orthodoxy and have a description for my ancestors. ”

He said it a little stranger, and the guys he just dealt with, they all stopped talking.

“Zhang Yaoyang is a descendant of the family, forget it, but Zhang Jiulin...”

“Zhang Jiulin's identity is somewhat special...”

When I heard these two words, I couldn't feel my head. Zhang Yiuwu's words made me confused.

I was about to ask him, but he suddenly stopped.

The deck in front of him belonged to Grandpa Zhang Yaoyang.

But it's either my father or mine that's right down there.

China has always had the custom of honoring its ancestors, but has never heard of any family that put the living on it.

Why is my spiritual position here?

And where is my father's spiritual position?

Suddenly, I remembered one of the words Lee left me with a bald tail, as if it were a saying: "No father, no mother. ”

That's a strange thing to hear.

I have also struggled to find the mystery of my birth, but every time a key clue is reached, there is no trace of it. The traces of my parents were purposefully erased, leaving no trace, as if... they never existed.

“Sheikh, my father he...”

“The answer is not here.” Zhang Yiuwu knew what the question was, and then stared at the deck in front of him and said, “Go to the White Horse Temple, where you might find the answer you want to know. ”

What kind of answer is that?

What do you mean, maybe?

Why would Old Bald Tail Lee leave such a whisper? Why is everyone so taboo? Even the first time they talked about it, why couldn't they find a clue about my parents all over the world?

Why do they always look forward to my awakening? Why should I be the only one on this mission?

Why, when the Eight Famous Parties first saw me, they were all extremely disappointed, but did not consider another person to cultivate, rather intentionally create all sorts of suffering, step by step hammering me.

Why did Mudao give Jiang Dayi his name long before I was born, even when he was a child, and Wu Lao Bao left behind my name?

Why do they keep saying I'm the Lord of the Spirit, the Son of Destiny?

Not only are they among themselves, but they also believe strongly in Long Qingqing Qiu.

Why, what the hell is all this?

I've always felt that it was all about me.

But every knower, for all kinds of reasons, won't say a word!

But luckily, I don't know why, Zhang Yiuwu finally revealed a clue to me: Baima Temple!

The only clue I've got so far.

In fact, I also know that Zhang Yaowu should know more, but he doesn't want to talk about it at all.

I pressed my impulse to grab his neck and ask him again: "Sheikh, are you saying that clues about my parents and the mystery of my birth will find clues in the White Horse Temple? ”

Zhang Yiuwu turned his head and looked at me. He didn't even want to say a positive or negative answer.

He silenced: “We don't have much time. According to the latest information I received, Long Qingqing Qiu has issued an order for the solemn assembly. In no time, all the members of Longquan Mountain, scattered throughout the country and even around the world, will be back. Slightly slower to kill! Such an urgent summons order is rare in the centuries-old history of Longquan Hills. ”

“Moreover, from all indications, they are most likely preparing to launch their final blow against the Zhangjiang family in Beijiang, but completely resentful for a thousand years, unifying the shady world of Huaxia! At that time, it was not only the Dragon Zhang family that was involved, but all their colleagues had difficulty getting out of the way, even affecting many ordinary people. ”

“The news was brought back by Momura.” Zhang Yao Wutun continued: “Evidence of the rebellion of the Rape of the Rain Court, the special order of Long Qingqing Qiu, is the only news he has brought back in 24 years of sneaking into the village, and it is the last time. ”

“Last time?” I'm stunned. “You mean Mumura's dead? ”

“Yes.” Zhang Yaowu nodded softly: “By the time he got back, he had already won the curse of death, and no one could solve it. He told me he'd seen you before he died, and you knew who he was. He said he believed you. He would win with you! He died laughing, and all his flesh and soul turned into smoke, leaving no trace, exactly as he had left it. ”

I was impressed by the leader of the seven men in glasses in the ghost building by the river.

Later, it was learned that he was a secret chess set aside by Zhang Yiuwu. The Shinigami of Ye XIII cleared out all the probes that Zhang Jia had inserted, but he was the only one who did not find him.

And the only message that comes back is the most lethal, the most important.

When I mentioned Mo Cun, Zhang Yao Wu seemed to remember a lot.

He closed his eyes and silenced for a moment: “Actually… he is my second son. ”

“Your son?” I stunned. “What are you talking about, Momura is your son? Isn't he Japanese? ”

“His mother is.” Zhang Yaobu explained: “I fell in love with a Japanese girl back then. But for various reasons, we can't be together. At that time, she was 10 months pregnant, and I hid her in the private sector and hired someone to take care of her. But then when I went to see her again, she was dead, had her stomach amputated and the child removed. ”

“I followed the only clue, and after six years of hard work, I finally found my child. ”

“As promised by me and his mother, he was named Sumomura and sent to her mother's hometown of Kobe Prefecture, Japan, where he was adopted by a good couple. The two countries have hatred, but the children are innocent. I don't want him involved in any more disputes. I want him to live a normal life in peace. ”

“But three years later, he came to me alone. The nine-year-old ran from Kobe, Japan, to the Jiangbei Zhangjia family alone. I'm afraid he's the only one who knows the hardships. Even more shocking to me is the wisdom and perseverance of this child. ”

“He said he wanted revenge for his mother and wanted me to teach him! ”

“At that time, when I was obsessed with my rights and reputation, I didn't want this past to be known or let him take my old path again, and sent him back. But halfway there, he ran away again. Then I found out that my biggest enemy was Dragon Springs Hill, and that the killer who killed his mother was most likely from the hills. Therefore, he did not know what method was used to mix with the younger children who had been raised in the shanty of the hills. ”

“By the time I knew all of this, he had grown up to be the head of the hill. ”

“Twenty-four years, I've never seen him again, but this is goodbye...”

Zhang Yiuwu's eyes were a little wet: “At the risk of death, he brought back information on life and death, but very regrettably said that the murderer of his mother had not been found. ”

“Didn't you find out?” I asked some strange questions.

“No.” Zhang Yaowu shook his head gently: “However, we did not agree to follow the same lead. ”

“What clue?” I asked hastily.