Zhang Nian was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, smiling as he watched Zhang Jiao practice her sword. From time to time, he would even give her some pointers.
"Uncle, why isn't my father back yet?"
Zhang Jiao wiped the sweat off her forehead and sat beside Zhang Nian as she asked in confusion.
Zhang Nian also didn't know where Zhang Fu had gone. Before Zhang Fu left last night, he had told him that he had something to do and asked him to take care of Zhang Jiao and her mother. He said that he would be back in two or three days at the latest.
"Haha, Jiao Jiao, your father has something to do. He should be back in a few days." Zhang Nian smiled.
"Oh! Alright then. "
Zhang Jiao nodded. She wasn't too worried about her father's safety. She knew Zhang Fu's strength. As a late stage Xiantian expert, as long as he didn't provoke those large families or sects, he shouldn't be in any danger.
"Oh right, Uncle, let me show you something."
Zhang Jiao seemed to have thought of something and skipped into the room. She took out something wrapped in cloth and handed it over to Zhang Nian.
Zhang Nian put down his pipe and received it.
"What is this? Why is it so mysterious? "
When Zhang Nian opened the cloth and saw the ancient book, his expression turned grave.
The ancient book didn't have a name and was incomplete. There were only two or three pages stuck together. The other pages had already been weathered, and the words on the remaining pages weren't as clear as before.
Zhang Nian turned around and found a place with enough light to read the ancient book.
When Zhang Nian saw a small line of ancient characters, his expression couldn't help but change.
Zhang Nian looked around vigilantly and wrapped up the ancient book again. He said in a deep voice, "Jiaojiao, tell me honestly. Did your father leave after reading this ancient book?"
Zhang Jiao was a bit confused by Zhang Nian's sudden seriousness, but she still nodded. "Yes, my father obtained this ancient book three years ago. After obtaining it, he kept going out. Mother asked him, but he didn't say anything."
Zhang Nian had a bad premonition in his heart.
After reading the ancient book, Zhang Nian had already guessed what Zhang Fu had gone to do.
"The Shen Family!"
Zhang Fu must have gone to the Shen Family to steal the True Dragon Art.
"Nonsense!"
Zhang Nian couldn't help scolding.
Zhang Nian's sudden reprimand shocked Zhang Jiao. "Uncle, what's wrong?" Zhang Jiao asked carefully.
"Hu!"
Zhang Nian calmed himself down and said seriously, "Jiaojiao, Uncle is going to tell you something now. You must listen to me, understand?"
Zhang Jiao looked at Zhang Nian in confusion. Although she did not know why Zhang Nian suddenly became like this, she still nodded and agreed.
"Jiaojiao, hurry up and find your mother. Ask her to take you to your father's hometown for a while. When your father and I go to find you, you two can come back. Do you hear me?"
"Uncle, what's going on?"
Zhang Jiao asked doubtfully.
"Go quickly."
Zhang Nian shouted in a deep voice.
.....
The sun hung high in the sky, scorching the earth like a copper furnace. The heat was unbearable, and even the air was distorted.
The older generation of the Zhang Family Village sat under the shade of the trees around the village.
At this time, two figures came from afar on the path leading to the Zhang Village.
An old man who was sitting under the shade of a tree was surprised when he saw the figures coming from afar.
Although the Zhang Village was not cut off from the outside world, few people would pass by it because of its remote location.
The last person who passed by it was two years ago.
At this time, the other old men also saw the two people coming and surrounded them curiously.
As the two people came closer, the old men finally saw their faces.
"Hiss! Who are these people? "
"They can't be ghosts, right?"
The old men who surrounded them couldn't help but gasp when they saw the two people. If it wasn't for the fact that it was noon, they would have fainted from the shock.
The two people were wearing black and gold clothes. Their bodies were shrouded in darkness, and they wore masks with Rakshasa patterns on their faces. As the two people walked, the masks seemed to come alive. They looked at the old men in front of the Zhang Village and laughed eerily.
A bold old man pointed at the two people and shouted, "You … Are you people or ghosts?"
The two people did not speak and suddenly disappeared in front of the old men.
Before the old men could react, the two people appeared in front of them.
"Pfft!!!"
A head flew high into the air. Then, the two people continued to walk towards the village.
The old men seemed to be frozen in place and did not move at all. When the head fell, the old men spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Find the ancient books quickly."
The two people walked into the village and one of them said coldly.
Then, the two people split up and started searching from house to house.
As long as they were alive, be it human or animal, they were all killed by the two people.
As time passed, the entire village was filled with the smell of blood.
"Hmm?"
Just when Zhang Nian ordered Zhang Jiao to leave, Zhang Nian seemed to have sensed something and frowned.
A figure silently landed on the roof of the courtyard.
"Where do you want her to go?"
The figure looked at Zhang Nian and Zhang Jiao indifferently and said coldly.
"Not good. Jiao Jiao, run."
Hearing the voice, Zhang Nian's hair stood on end. He immediately picked up his tobacco pipe and looked at the figure shrouded in darkness on the roof.
At this moment, another figure shrouded in darkness silently appeared in front of the courtyard door.
"Give me the thing in your hand."
The black figure that appeared in front of the door said emotionlessly as he grabbed Zhang Jiao, who was struggling non-stop.
Seeing Zhang Jiao struggling in the hands of that person, Zhang Nian roared furiously, "Who are you people? Why are you killing innocent people? They are just ordinary people who can't even truss a chicken. Do you still have any humanity left? "
"Give me the thing."
Kim No-myung repeated again and increased the strength in his hands. Zhang Jiao's struggle became weaker and weaker.
"Okay, I'll give it to you. But you have to let her go."
Zhang Nian compromised and threw the ancient book to Kim No-myung.
Kim No-myung took it and glanced at it. After confirming that there was no mistake, he kept it in his arms.
Crack! The sound of bones breaking could be heard.
Zhang Jiao slowly slid down from Kim No-myung's hands and fell to the ground.
Looking at the lifeless Zhang Jiao lying on the ground, Zhang Nian's eyes were covered with a layer of blood.
"Go to hell, you bunch of demons."
Zhang Nian roared and swung the tobacco pipe in his hand. Boundless killing intent shot out from the tobacco pipe in Zhang Nian's hand.
Weng!!!
A cold light flashed and Zhang Nian's tobacco pipe broke.
Just as the tobacco pipe broke, a cold light flashed and an exquisite dagger appeared in Zhang Nian's hand. The moment the dagger appeared, it stabbed towards Kim No-myung.
Under the mask, Kim No-myung frowned slightly. He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and quickly retreated.
The Wind God Dash had already been popularized by Shenlang's subordinates. Anyone who was willing to learn it had already learned it.
Of course, Ximen Chuixue and the others only used it as a reference and integrated it into their own movement techniques. People who had reached their level only had Dao in their eyes. Martial arts were useless to them.
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