Zhang Lisheng had a thoughtful expression on his face as he watched Tao Lielin's silhouette disappearing into the mountain road.
The Zhang family's ancestral house was built in a place of extreme negative energy. The villagers in Guawo Village dared not step into it unless it was absolutely necessary.
Of course, the main reason they dared not step into it was because of the Zhang family's reputation of being an old man that had been accumulated for thousands of years. However, a small part of the reason was that the old house was indeed too gloomy. Let alone living in it, even stepping into it would make one feel uncomfortable.
Someone had spent a great price to bribe half of the village's residents to rent such a house and turn it into a so-called 'historical homestay'. It was really ridiculous when one thought about it carefully.
"Something's wrong when something's out of the ordinary. Seems like I'll have to visit that Heng Xiang's Boss Guo in the county town tonight." Zhang Lisheng mumbled to himself and made up his mind after thinking for a while.
When he snapped back to reality, he saw Uncle Ah Lie walking towards him with a bamboo basket. He called out to him from afar, "Mountain Worm, come quick! Big pieces of fried chicken, fried eggs with green onions, and old lump noodles. All of them are delicious."
"Uncle Ah Lie, auntie's really neat! She's already made two main dishes and even cooked noodles!" Zhang Lisheng walked up and said casually as he took over the bamboo basket.
"Your auntie's not that neat. Our family has also opened a small village restaurant. Dishes are always prepared and you can just heat them up. Come in and eat. The noodles are freshly cooked, so eat quickly. Don't be confused."
"You've opened a restaurant too?" Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment. After pondering for a while, he asked, "Is the business good? If you expand the road to and from the village, won't your life be more comfortable?"
"The business is not bad. It's just that the number of guests has decreased recently. Sigh, it's all because of that foreign world that kept popping up and made everyone lose their mood.
Fortunately, the limelight has passed, and life is still going on. There are more people now, so we don't have to worry about repairing the roads. The four-lane road is quite enough now … Why?
Why are you asking about this? Are you thinking of repairing the roads for our village? "Tao Lielin joked.
"That's right! I've made quite a lot of money in the US. Isn't it popular for overseas Chinese to return to their hometown now? I'm just asking," Zhang Lisheng replied with a chuckle.
"Forget it. You'd better behave yourself, kid. Don't do as much as you can today. Consider it as a repayment to the village." Tao Lielin forced a smile and shook his head. "Sigh, but come to think of it, I don't blame you for being angry.
Forget it, forget it. With this lesson, no one will dare to touch your Old Zhang's house again. Let's not talk anymore. Go back and eat. Uncle will send you another meal tonight. "He turned around and walked away with his hands behind his back.
Zhang Lisheng carried the bamboo basket that was filled with food back to the courtyard and bolted the door. He came to the central room and gorged himself on the big wooden table that he used to worship his ancestors. After that, he washed his hands and face with cold water in the courtyard but he did not return to the side room. Instead, he walked into the main room.
Even though it was noon, the room in the old house was still dark.
One could vaguely see through the dim light that the most eye-catching thing in the room was a big carved wooden bed. Zhang Daowu used to sleep on this bed.
A few years ago, Zhang Lisheng found several dozens of strange insect sculptures the size of a palm in the wooden boxes on both ends of this bed. Later on, he sealed these sculptures into his body due to the sound of thunder, laying the foundation for his rapid breakthrough in witchcraft cultivation.
"Is that Boss Guo after my Old Zhang's ancestral house or the items in the house …" Looking around the main room of the old house that he had not entered many times, Zhang Lisheng muttered to himself. He climbed onto the wooden bed and gently opened the wooden box that was once filled with strange insect sculptures at the head of the bed.
All of a sudden, his vision turned dark. A barren land filled with plants and trees appeared in his mind.
There were wormwood that was three to four meters tall on the ground. A group of naked giant warriors with straight grass aprons covering their nether regions were holding stone knives and axes in their hands. They were fighting a bloody battle.
In the jungle far away from the battlefield, there were hundreds of poisonous insects and ferocious beasts with huge bodies and ferocious fangs peeping at the flesh and blood of the giant warriors who were fighting in the dark.
Among the insects and beasts, there were four humanoid giant corpses shrouded in black fog, carrying a huge stone bed. A tanned, skinny man was sitting cross-legged on the bed with a faint smile on his face. The young man was very familiar with all of this. When he opened the wooden box and saw the strange insect sculptures for the first time a few years ago, he had already seen this scene before.
However, at that time, he could not control himself at all. Right now, his mind was as clear as if he was watching a 3D fantasy movie.
By the time the image in his mind ended, Zhang Lisheng looked down at the empty wooden box and muttered, "So it's not only the insect statues that are weird, even this wooden box is weird …" Then, he began to knock on the inside of the box continuously.
After being busy for a long time, he still did not find anything special about the wooden box. The young man, who had gained nothing, pondered for a while and actually lifted the wooden box to the bed. Then, he crushed the box bit by bit with his hands. This reckless action actually allowed him to gain something.
After destroying the lid and three wooden boards into sawdust, when he crushed the last solid wooden board, an extremely thin leather appeared in Zhang Lisheng's hand.
Zhang Lisheng had obtained an ancient witchcraft True Book in South Africa before. The moment he touched the texture of this leather, he was pleasantly surprised. After spreading out the leather and instilling wizard power into it, he saw pictures and words appearing.
Unfortunately, after hastily reading this True Book, the joy in Zhang Lisheng's heart diminished a little. Along the way, he smiled wryly and whispered to himself, "It's actually another method to make a Corpse Puppet. There are so many witchcraft spells in the world, but why am I so unlucky …"
The Witchcraft's Gate of Death's Transformation Technique and the Living Corpse Refining Method were the turning points of a wizard every six years. If one wanted to refine a living corpse, one would need to be a Rank-12 Wizard. However, some witchcraft True Books also had a shortcut that allowed a Rank-1 Wizard who cultivated the Witchcraft's Gate of Death to refine a human corpse into a puppet.
Zhang Lisheng could understand two-thirds of the Witchcraft True Book that he obtained last time was the Corpse Puppet Refining Method. Now that he had obtained another True Book that was similar to it, his good mood was naturally greatly reduced.
However, when he continued to read it carefully, his expression slowly became a little happier again.
It turned out that even though the newly obtained Witchcraft True Book also recorded a method to make a Corpse Puppet, there was a sewing and cutting method in it that could sew different corpses into one and drive them. Just like the Stitched Monster in the Western magic story, its strength was much higher than an ordinary zombie. This could be considered as a great improvement compared to the True Book that he obtained previously.
However, after reading for a while, Zhang Lisheng's face changed for the third time in a short period of time. It became more and more uncertain, and in the end, he actually gritted his teeth so hard that they made a squeaking sound. "Corpse Refining Soul Revival Method? Hahahahaha! Dad, so you've actually mastered this kind of Soul Revival Method …
90%? 90%? You still think that 90% is not enough, so you didn't pass me the complete witchcraft cultivation method to minimize the backlash … I'm afraid that the reason you gave birth to me is for the Soul Revival Method, right?
'I'm afraid you gave birth to me for the purpose of resurrecting your soul, or else you wouldn't have asked me to remember so many things. I wonder if you're a Rank-3 Wizard, Rank-4 Wizard or Rank-5 Wizard, but you're actually killed by a taxi …'
You didn't forget to save your life in the emergency room and even had the time to turn me into a corpse. You can still make do with it, but unfortunately, you've been ruined by a reckless and kind-hearted doctor. You're really good at chanting witchcraft incantation at that time, really good witchcraft incantation … "
As the young man spoke, his muttering turned into a low growl. His ferocious face looked as though he had gone mad.
It was a good thing that Zhang Lisheng had already made a breakthrough to Rank-9 Wizard in witchcraft and had experienced a lot of tempering in his heart. After venting for a while, his mood gradually calmed down. After putting away the True Book that he had finished reading, he breathed a long sigh of relief. When he was about to chant a witchcraft incantation to calm his mind, he suddenly heard a knocking sound resonating from the courtyard.
The young man was stunned. Only then did he realize that the main house was already dark. Knowing that it must be the evening now and that Uncle Ah Lie had sent him dinner, even though he was irritated, he could not show it at all. All he could do was to walk out of the courtyard with his cloth shoes and shout in a hoarse voice, "Uncle Ah Lie, I'm here!" Then, he opened the door briskly.
After opening the door, what appeared in front of Zhang Lisheng was not Tao Lielin's square face that had many wrinkles on it, but a beautiful young girl carrying a bamboo basket with both of her hands.
The young man's body froze. An image of a dark-skinned girl with big eyes and a straight nose who was always wearing a red school uniform flashed across his mind. His mouth moved as he whispered, "T-T-Little Sister Tao of the Tao Family …"
"Zhang Lisheng, you haven't changed much, huh? You're still as clumsy as before. I really can't tell that you actually had such an imposing manner this afternoon."
"N-No, they seized my ancestral house, that's why I-I …"
"Why are you stuttering now? I've heard about what happened to you from my father. Indeed, I don't blame you, but you shouldn't have used such an imposing manner to scare people. Take the bamboo basket, my hands are almost broken."
"Oh, oh!" Zhang Lisheng immediately took the bamboo basket and calmed his emotions down before saying, "I'm not stuttering. I just didn't expect you to send me dinner tonight, so I'm stunned."
"I didn't expect that I would send you dinner," Tao Lulu's face turned cold all of a sudden. "Do you think that everyone is as heartless as you? Do you think that you wouldn't contact anyone once you're out of the country?
You don't even use your QQ or your mailbox anymore. It's like you've vanished from the face of the earth. "
Seeing that the girl's eyes turned red as she spoke, Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a while. Opening his mouth, he said incoherently, "I-I … How would I know that you would contact me? I-I thought that nobody would contact me. W-Why …"
"Why? Can't you speak Mandarin? Can't you speak properly?" Upon hearing the young man's explanation, an inexplicable rage rose in Tao Lulu's heart as she interrupted his words unreasonably.
"I-I can't speak Chinese Mandarin well.
English, French, Italian, Japanese, Korean … I can speak all of the languages of 17 countries, and I can even chat with the foreign world's natives. It's just that I can't speak Mandarin well, perhaps it's because it's hard to change my accent, "Zhang Lisheng replied with a wry smile.
The magical power of the Eternal Comprehension Spell could allow him to master the most authentic spoken and written language of a strange language in a very short time, but it could not change the 'mother civilization' that he was most proficient in. Even though the young man could not understand this, it made him feel more at ease.
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