First Class Taoist Gate

With a smile on Song Laosheng's face, he respectfully saluted Zhang Bairen: "The style of the governor is better than ever!"

"Where did you old boy go? I thought I had been in retreat for long enough, but I didn't expect that your boyfriend would have disappeared for nearly 20 years. Where have you been in these 20 years? No matter how I can inquire about you The news, but there is no scaly claws" Zhang Bairen slapped Song Laosheng's shoulder, then frowned: "You have lost a lot of foundations. If you haven't grown for more than 20 years, why have your foundations lost?"

Listening to Zhang Bairen's words, Song Laosheng smiled bitterly: "I went to a secret place, and the master told me to do something. I never thought that it would be nearly 20 years in a blink of an eye."

Looking at Song Laosheng, Zhang Bairen sighed slightly. After 20 years of delay, Song Laosheng had missed the best time to practice.

"Follow me in" Zhang Bairen pulled Song Laosheng, and the two came to the house. Zhang Bairen made people stew lamb, and then said: "Go and take out the Korean blood ginseng that Jiang Yunyan gave me the other day, and stew it for me. Up."

The servant went down to deliver the order, Zhang Bairen looked at Song Laosheng: "You have missed the best martial arts opportunity. It can be said that it is even harder to catch up. Yuwen Chengdu has already seen that God is not bad, what do you think you should do? In five years, I'm afraid that you are the last time you are in the realm of becoming bone-changing, and there is hope for the ultimate.

Song Laosheng smiled bitterly: "How dare I refuse the master's order?"

Hearing this, Zhang Bairen was speechless. He secretly said that Yu Ju Luo was unreliable, but said: "What have you done for the general? It will take 15 years?"

Song Laosheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "If the governor has trained to Daoyang God, he will know where I am going."

"Oh?" Zhang Bairen showed a surprised expression.

Song Laosheng shook his head without saying a word, but whispered: "No way!"

"So mysterious?"

Zhang Bairen was taken aback.

When the deceased reunited, Zhang Bairen and Song Laosheng had a drink all night, and it was not until most of the day that Song Laosheng was drunk and shook his head and left.

Song Laosheng left, Zhang Bairen sat in front of the case with a thoughtful face, a flash of curiosity in his eyes.

"There has been no trace for fifteen years. No matter what Tian Ting and the Military Secret Mansion investigate, Song Laosheng seems to be missing. The world is getting more and more interesting!" Zhang Bairen's eyes narrowed slightly.

I don't know when Zhang Bairen went to sleep. When he woke up the next day, it was already three rods in the sun.

"bass"

"bass"

"bass"

There was a rush of footsteps, and then Zhang Lihua quickly opened the door and walked into the room, looking at Zhang Bairen who was confused, lowered her voice and said, "Uncle Zhang left last night!"

"Gone?" Zhang Bairen puzzled: "Where did you go?"

"Leaving Zhuojun" Zhang Lihua said.

Zhang Bairen's movements froze, the remaining drunkenness dissipated instantly, and then he stood up suddenly: "Where to leave Zhuojun? Why do you leave?"

After speaking, Zhang Bairen stood up: "Which direction?"

"When you go outside the customs, you should be about to leave the customs at this time. You still have time to chase them," Zhang Lihua said.

Zhang Bairen nodded and shrank all the way out of the city, looking at the boundless weeds and ghosts flying out of Zhang Bairen's body.

"where is it!"

Zhang Bairen looked at the figure walking alone outside the desolate fortress, and his face suddenly became happy.

Nearly 20 years have passed, and despite the fine clothes and food, Uncle Zhang is already in his fifties, his face is covered with oldness, and his upright body buckles down.

"Uncle Zhang!" Zhang Bairen stepped forward and stood in front of Uncle Zhang.

At this time, Uncle Zhang wore shabby clothes, which looked quite familiar. It was the rough leather jacket made during the poor period outside the Great Wall.

"Bai Ren!" Uncle Zhang stopped moving, looking at Zhang Bairen who was blocking the front with his eyes, and he couldn't help but lower his head.

"Why did Uncle Zhang leave without saying goodbye? It hurts my nephew, but there is a lack of hospitality?" Zhang Bairen looked at Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang shook his head and was silent for a while before he said: "I'm sorry, so naturally I have no face to stay at Zhang's house."

"You are you, and the grass is the grass. It was my idea to send the grass away back then!" Zhang Bairen sighed softly.

He knew Uncle Zhang's thoughts, as long as he is a man, there is no one who doesn't admire a man like a fairy. Uncle Zhang has been guarding his mother for more than 20 years. Until now, as the years have changed, Uncle Zhang has shown his old attitude, but Mother Zhang is still beautiful, as if time never left any trace on her face.

It's a pity that Luohua deliberately runs water and ruthlessly. Zhang's mother is an elf, but Uncle Zhang is a rough man who doesn't know a lot of characters. His faces are full of wind and frost. How can Zhang's mother see him?

A few years ago Zhang's mother and Zhang Fei reconciled, but now Zhang's mother has been injured by love. Now that Uncle Zhang is fifty years old, in the year of knowing his destiny, his body is getting older and older, how can he be worthy of Mother Zhang?

I was so gloomy and hurt myself, and I never thought that Zhang Xiaocao had happened again, so Uncle Zhang naturally gave birth to the intention of leaving.

"You treat me very well! I helped you and your mother for five years. You have provided me with good food and clothing for twenty years. All the kindnesses have been paid off, and we don’t owe each other!" Uncle Zhang sighed deeply and came. Before Zhang Bairen: "Go back, life in the city is not suitable for me. I'd better live alone in the mountains and forests. If you really treat me as your uncle, you should fulfill me instead of blocking my path. "

The north wind whistled, Zhang Bairen's expression was silent.

Is the gift of survival finished?

Although he had been in seclusion for fifteen years, he saw Uncle Zhang's efforts in his eyes.

Difficult to learn to read, to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but unfortunately still seems to be two people with Zhang's mother.

Zhang Bairen was speechless, except that his mother had no eyes and she liked Zhang Fei who was charming and charming. Uncle Zhang could only leave sadly, and deserved to be hurt by love.

Looking at the animal skin shirt on Uncle Zhang's body, although it was in tatters, it was worn by him. This animal skin coat was sewn by the mother herself, stitch by stitch. After fifteen years of life, I didn't expect to be preserved by him.

What can Zhang Bairen say?

Meet and hate late?

Good luck fooling people?

It can only be said to be good fortune.

Uncle Zhang faced the north wind and walked away with difficulty. The tall and tall man back then has now squatted down, walking in the north wind with difficulty.

Zhang Bairen shouldn't stop him, force him, he has dignity! That is his last dignity.

Zhang Bairen stood just like that, standing in the whistling north wind, watching the figure gradually walk away in the north wind.

This is the pain of parting. The five years of life that year passed slowly in his mind, and he became the overlord of the party, and his straight back was already rickety.

Standing quietly in the north wind, Zhang Bairen remained silent. He clenched his fists tightly, and looked at the distant back, feeling sad.

"Oh!" Zhang Bairen sighed, and two lines of tears fell.

This difference, I'm afraid that the yin and yang are separated, and it is already the end in reincarnation.

According to Uncle Zhang's bones today, he will return to the underworld in ten years at most. The roots of diseases left over in the early years are old roots, which cannot be eliminated at all.

Even though Zhang Bairen has been conditioning day and night for more than ten years, Uncle Zhang's foundation still cannot be restored. This is why Zhang Bairen refuses to teach Uncle Zhang's martial arts. Uncle Zhang died faster by teaching martial arts! There is no way for the gods to come back to life if their innate vitality is insufficient.

If he continues to stay in the Zhangjia Manor and he is good for his own health and conditioning, he may be able to live for another 20 years, which may not be in the past five years.

Turning back to the Zhang Family Manor with a gloomy expression, after thinking about Zhang Bairen came to Zhang's mother's yard: "Mother, Uncle Zhang is gone."

There was silence in the yard, and Zhang Bairen continued: "Uncle Zhang has left Zhuojun and has left the customs!"

"boom!"

There was a sound of broken tea cups in the yard~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhang Bairen stood quietly outside the door.

The atmosphere is silent and time is passing by.

"Are you gone? That's fine!" Mother Zhang's voice came slowly from the yard.

After speaking, the yard was quiet, Zhang Bairen sighed softly, turned and left.

Small courtyard

Mother Zhang sat quietly in the room, her eyes staring at the blue sky blankly, and she was silent for a long time.

"Do you want to send someone to follow and take care of it in secret?" Zhang Lihua said.

Zhang Bairen shook his head: "No, Uncle Zhang is the most important thing, but this is not good! Uncle Zhang is also a determined person. Although he is honest, he is not stupid! I don't want to make him uneasy and seek benevolence."

ps: Happy New Year everyone.