Chapter 5: 5
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From a mountain forest, Zhang Yi appeared on the path.
At the end of the path stands a mottled city wall.
The walls are lined up and extend within their sight until they are invisible to the human eye.
The city wall blocks all living things moving forward, and the bluestones that cast the city wall are covered with various traces.
There are sword marks, knife marks, flame burning marks, brown black blood coagulation
After paying some fees, Zhang Yi entered rock city and went straight to the East.
Zhangjia, one of the three families of Rock City, is located in the east of rock city and has built Zhang's house covering an area of 800 mu.
The vermilion gate has white walls and red tiles. Two stone lions sit at the gate, and another guard is guarding the gate.
Looking at the word Zhang Fu in front of him, Zhang Yi took a breath and smiled, "it took about half a month for me to finally come back!"
"Who's here? Let's announce your name quickly. This is Zhang's house. You can't enter without an appointment."
On his way to the gate, Zhang Yi was stopped by a face guard.
Zhang Yi was about to speak. Suddenly, another guard recognized Zhang Yi, quickly grabbed his companion, interrupted him, and then bowed his head to Zhang Yi.
"Young master."
Then he stared at the man with the square face and explained, "this is the son of our Zhangjia family master, young master Zhang Yi. You are confused and dare to stop the young master."
Then he explained with a flattering face:
"The young master is unhappy. This boy has just served as a guard and is not familiar with people. I will teach him a good lesson when I go back and promise not to do it again next time."
"Well, well, it's all small things. Don't worry about it." Zhang Yi smiled gently.
After looking at the guard who consciously made a mistake and looked nervous, Zhang Yi then asked, "by the way, are my parents at home?"
The guard hurriedly replied, "the master and mother are here. They are now in the conference hall."
Zhang Yi nodded, crossed them and went to the hall.
When Zhang Yi couldn't see the figure, the face guard was relieved and whispered:
"I'm scared to death. He's Zhang Yi, young master of Zhang Jia?"
"You're lucky this time. Young master is kind and doesn't care about your fault. Keep your eyes clean in the future. You can't make a mistake."
The square faced man nodded and felt wronged. He heard the news from young master Zhang and occasionally heard the introduction of his companions.
It is said that young master Zhang was sent to Qingyun sect to practice when he was 12 years old. He has been practicing for more than ten years and has come back once.
I didn't think he was so unlucky that he hit him for the second time.
……
When Zhang Yi passed the garden, he touched his face and muttered, "I'm so terrible."
After entering the conference hall from the main gate, you will come through a garden.
Zhang Yi looks forward. At the moment, there are two guards outside the door.
They are full of energy, holding a big knife, a pair of eyes constantly scanning, a look of vigilance.
Looking at the fluctuation of aura around him, he seems to have reached the later stage of the Yellow realm.
Looking at them and remembering the episode when he entered the door, Zhang Yi felt a sense of pride.
He couldn't help feeling that they were all good guards of his family.
If he doesn't get the hang up game, with his middle-class cultivation qualification, I'm afraid he will take over his father's burden and become a new generation of family owner in decades.
But now, he has more ambitious goals, and the family will flourish under his wings.
So -- it's not a big deal for the father to sacrifice a little for his son's bright future.
"Young master."
"Young master."
When they noticed someone approaching, the two guards looked at people all the time. When they saw the person clearly, they all said respectfully.
Zhang Yi smiled and nodded at them, then crossed them and entered the hall.
The hall is magnificent and has excellent daylighting. Two people are standing inside.
The man was dressed in black and strong clothes. He was tall. He looked about 40 years old. He didn't look angry. Just standing there quietly, there was a sense of oppression coming towards him.
This is the majestic temperament only in a high position.
Next to it, there is an elegant woman, beautiful and about 30 years old. If you look carefully, you will find that she is somewhat similar to Zhang Yi's appearance.
They are Zhang Yi's parents, Zhang Chen, the owner of the Zhang family, and his wife Lin Wanqing.
"Father, mother."
Zhang Yi naturally bowed down and was immediately pulled up by the delighted Lin Wanqing to one side.
It's actually that Zhang Yi has been talking about his experiences in zongmen——
Cough, although Zhang Yi has been adhering to the low-key principle over the years, he hangs up to practice alone and never participates in religious activities.
But although I haven't participated in it, I have seen it after all. It's no problem to boast and paint a snake to add feet.
I saw Zhang Yi come with his mouth open and his hands and mouth used together. He spoke witty words, danced and was in high spirits. I didn't know. I thought he was the protagonist.
After a burst of communication, father Zhang Chen took the lead in interrupting their chatter.
"Well, we need to exchange feelings. We'll talk slowly when we get back to the house." Zhang Chen first said to Lin Wanqing, then looked at Zhang Yi, raised his eyebrows and said in a bad tone:
"Your boy, at the end of the year, Dabi doesn't come back. What brings you back today? Can't you think of us?"
Zhang Yi has some embarrassment on his face. In order to avoid the so-called involvement in emergencies, he is in danger.
Over the years, Zhang Yi has been very serious in implementing the principle of not participating in anything that is not necessary.
At the end of the year, Dabi of the family, it can be seen from the name that the family meeting must trigger the plot event. Of course, Zhang Yi will not participate.
Every time when it comes to the big family ratio, Zhang Yi always finds various reasons to prevaricate.
This also made him not very famous in the mouth of the younger generation of the family. Although Zhang Yi didn't care at all, it was natural for his parents to have complaints.
Fortunately, Zhang Yi had countermeasures.
He looked serious and talked freely:
"Martial artists of our generation should naturally focus on practice, not on trivial things."
"Over the years, in Qingyun sect, I have been living in a shallow place and practicing hard in order to achieve success and set foot on a higher level as soon as possible."
"In this way, we can live up to the expectations of our father and mother."
Zhang Chen looked at his son in surprise. Unexpectedly, my son had such consciousness.
Young man, who is not young, vigorous and brave? That's how he came.
I didn't expect my son to have such consciousness at such an age,.
For a moment, Zhang Chen felt a sense of pride in his heart. He was swept away by the helplessness of old runs on weekdays. He asked:
"So, are you coming back?"
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From a mountain forest, Zhang Yi appeared on the path.
At the end of the path stands a mottled city wall.
The walls are lined up and extend within their sight until they are invisible to the human eye.
The city wall blocks all living things moving forward, and the bluestones that cast the city wall are covered with various traces.
There are sword marks, knife marks, flame burning marks, brown black blood coagulation
After paying some fees, Zhang Yi entered rock city and went straight to the East.
Zhangjia, one of the three families of Rock City, is located in the east of rock city and has built Zhang's house covering an area of 800 mu.
The vermilion gate has white walls and red tiles. Two stone lions sit at the gate, and another guard is guarding the gate.
Looking at the word Zhang Fu in front of him, Zhang Yi took a breath and smiled, "it took about half a month for me to finally come back!"
"Who's here? Let's announce your name quickly. This is Zhang's house. You can't enter without an appointment."
On his way to the gate, Zhang Yi was stopped by a face guard.
Zhang Yi was about to speak. Suddenly, another guard recognized Zhang Yi, quickly grabbed his companion, interrupted him, and then bowed his head to Zhang Yi.
"Young master."
Then he stared at the man with the square face and explained, "this is the son of our Zhangjia family master, young master Zhang Yi. You are confused and dare to stop the young master."
Then he explained with a flattering face:
"The young master is unhappy. This boy has just served as a guard and is not familiar with people. I will teach him a good lesson when I go back and promise not to do it again next time."
"Well, well, it's all small things. Don't worry about it." Zhang Yi smiled gently.
After looking at the guard who consciously made a mistake and looked nervous, Zhang Yi then asked, "by the way, are my parents at home?"
The guard hurriedly replied, "the master and mother are here. They are now in the conference hall."
Zhang Yi nodded, crossed them and went to the hall.
When Zhang Yi couldn't see the figure, the face guard was relieved and whispered:
"I'm scared to death. He's Zhang Yi, young master of Zhang Jia?"
"You're lucky this time. Young master is kind and doesn't care about your fault. Keep your eyes clean in the future. You can't make a mistake."
The square faced man nodded and felt wronged. He heard the news from young master Zhang and occasionally heard the introduction of his companions.
It is said that young master Zhang was sent to Qingyun sect to practice when he was 12 years old. He has been practicing for more than ten years and has come back once.
I didn't think he was so unlucky that he hit him for the second time.
……
When Zhang Yi passed the garden, he touched his face and muttered, "I'm so terrible."
After entering the conference hall from the main gate, you will come through a garden.
Zhang Yi looks forward. At the moment, there are two guards outside the door.
They are full of energy, holding a big knife, a pair of eyes constantly scanning, a look of vigilance.
Looking at the fluctuation of aura around him, he seems to have reached the later stage of the Yellow realm.
Looking at them and remembering the episode when he entered the door, Zhang Yi felt a sense of pride.
He couldn't help feeling that they were all good guards of his family.
If he doesn't get the hang up game, with his middle-class cultivation qualification, I'm afraid he will take over his father's burden and become a new generation of family owner in decades.
But now, he has more ambitious goals, and the family will flourish under his wings.
So -- it's not a big deal for the father to sacrifice a little for his son's bright future.
"Young master."
"Young master."
When they noticed someone approaching, the two guards looked at people all the time. When they saw the person clearly, they all said respectfully.
Zhang Yi smiled and nodded at them, then crossed them and entered the hall.
The hall is magnificent and has excellent daylighting. Two people are standing inside.
The man was dressed in black and strong clothes. He was tall. He looked about 40 years old. He didn't look angry. Just standing there quietly, there was a sense of oppression coming towards him.
This is the majestic temperament only in a high position.
Next to it, there is an elegant woman, beautiful and about 30 years old. If you look carefully, you will find that she is somewhat similar to Zhang Yi's appearance.
They are Zhang Yi's parents, Zhang Chen, the owner of the Zhang family, and his wife Lin Wanqing.
"Father, mother."
Zhang Yi naturally bowed down and was immediately pulled up by the delighted Lin Wanqing to one side.
It's actually that Zhang Yi has been talking about his experiences in zongmen——
Cough, although Zhang Yi has been adhering to the low-key principle over the years, he hangs up to practice alone and never participates in religious activities.
But although I haven't participated in it, I have seen it after all. It's no problem to boast and paint a snake to add feet.
I saw Zhang Yi come with his mouth open and his hands and mouth used together. He spoke witty words, danced and was in high spirits. I didn't know. I thought he was the protagonist.
After a burst of communication, father Zhang Chen took the lead in interrupting their chatter.
"Well, we need to exchange feelings. We'll talk slowly when we get back to the house." Zhang Chen first said to Lin Wanqing, then looked at Zhang Yi, raised his eyebrows and said in a bad tone:
"Your boy, at the end of the year, Dabi doesn't come back. What brings you back today? Can't you think of us?"
Zhang Yi has some embarrassment on his face. In order to avoid the so-called involvement in emergencies, he is in danger.
Over the years, Zhang Yi has been very serious in implementing the principle of not participating in anything that is not necessary.
At the end of the year, Dabi of the family, it can be seen from the name that the family meeting must trigger the plot event. Of course, Zhang Yi will not participate.
Every time when it comes to the big family ratio, Zhang Yi always finds various reasons to prevaricate.
This also made him not very famous in the mouth of the younger generation of the family. Although Zhang Yi didn't care at all, it was natural for his parents to have complaints.
Fortunately, Zhang Yi had countermeasures.
He looked serious and talked freely:
"Martial artists of our generation should naturally focus on practice, not on trivial things."
"Over the years, in Qingyun sect, I have been living in a shallow place and practicing hard in order to achieve success and set foot on a higher level as soon as possible."
"In this way, we can live up to the expectations of our father and mother."
Zhang Chen looked at his son in surprise. Unexpectedly, my son had such consciousness.
Young man, who is not young, vigorous and brave? That's how he came.
I didn't expect my son to have such consciousness at such an age,.
For a moment, Zhang Chen felt a sense of pride in his heart. He was swept away by the helplessness of old runs on weekdays. He asked:
"So, are you coming back?"
From a mountain forest, Zhang Yi appeared on the path.At the end of the path stands a mottled city wall.The walls are lined up and extend within their sight until they are invisible to the human eye.The city wall blocks all living things moving forward, and the bluestones that cast the city wall are covered with various traces.There are sword marks, knife marks, flame burning marks, brown black blood coagulationAfter paying some fees, Zhang Yi entered rock city and went straight to the East.Zhangjia, one of the three families of Rock City, is located in the east of rock city and has built Zhang's house covering an area of 800 mu.The vermilion gate has white walls and red tiles. Two stone lions sit at the gate, and another guard is guarding the gate.Looking at the word Zhang Fu in front of him, Zhang Yi took a breath and smiled, "it took about half a month for me to finally come back!""Who's here? Let's announce your name quickly. This is Zhang's house. You can't enter without an appointment."On his way to the gate, Zhang Yi was stopped by a face guard.Zhang Yi was about to speak. Suddenly, another guard recognized Zhang Yi, quickly grabbed his companion, interrupted him, and then bowed his head to Zhang Yi."Young master."Then he stared at the man with the square face and explained, "this is the son of our Zhangjia family master, young master Zhang Yi. You are confused and dare to stop the young master."Then he explained with a flattering face:"The young master is unhappy. This boy has just served as a guard and is not familiar with people. I will teach him a good lesson when I go back and promise not to do it again next time.""Well, well, it's all small things. Don't worry about it." Zhang Yi smiled gently.After looking at the guard who consciously made a mistake and looked nervous, Zhang Yi then asked, "by the way, are my parents at home?"The guard hurriedly replied, "the master and mother are here. They are now in the conference hall."Zhang Yi nodded, crossed them and went to the hall.When Zhang Yi couldn't see the figure, the face guard was relieved and whispered:"I'm scared to death. He's Zhang Yi, young master of Zhang Jia?""You're lucky this time. Young master is kind and doesn't care about your fault. Keep your eyes clean in the future. You can't make a mistake."The square faced man nodded and felt wronged. He heard the news from young master Zhang and occasionally heard the introduction of his companions.It is said that young master Zhang was sent to Qingyun sect to practice when he was 12 years old. He has been practicing for more than ten years and has come back once.I didn't think he was so unlucky that he hit him for the second time.When Zhang Yi passed the garden, he touched his face and muttered, "I'm so terrible."After entering the conference hall from the main gate, you will come through a garden.Zhang Yi looks forward. At the moment, there are two guards outside the door.They are full of energy, holding a big knife, a pair of eyes constantly scanning, a look of vigilance.Looking at the fluctuation of aura around him, he seems to have reached the later stage of the Yellow realm.Looking at them and remembering the episode when he entered the door, Zhang Yi felt a sense of pride.He couldn't help feeling that they were all good guards of his family.If he doesn't get the hang up game, with his middle-class cultivation qualification, I'm afraid he will take over his father's burden and become a new generation of family owner in decades.But now, he has more ambitious goals, and the family will flourish under his wings.So -- it's not a big deal for the father to sacrifice a little for his son's bright future."Young master.""Young master."When they noticed someone approaching, the two guards looked at people all the time. When they saw the person clearly, they all said respectfully.Zhang Yi smiled and nodded at them, then crossed them and entered the hall.The hall is magnificent and has excellent daylighting. Two people are standing inside.The man was dressed in black and strong clothes. He was tall. He looked about 40 years old. He didn't look angry. Just standing there quietly, there was a sense of oppression coming towards him.This is the majestic temperament only in a high position.Next to it, there is an elegant woman, beautiful and about 30 years old. If you look carefully, you will find that she is somewhat similar to Zhang Yi's appearance.They are Zhang Yi's parents, Zhang Chen, the owner of the Zhang family, and his wife Lin Wanqing."Father, mother."Zhang Yi naturally bowed down and was immediately pulled up by the delighted Lin Wanqing to one side.It's actually that Zhang Yi has been talking about his experiences in zongmenCough, although Zhang Yi has been adhering to the low-key principle over the years, he hangs up to practice alone and never participates in religious activities.But although I haven't participated in it, I have seen it after all. It's no problem to boast and paint a snake to add feet.I saw Zhang Yi come with his mouth open and his hands and mouth used together. He spoke witty words, danced and was in high spirits. I didn't know. I thought he was the protagonist.After a burst of communication, father Zhang Chen took the lead in interrupting their chatter."Well, we need to exchange feelings. We'll talk slowly when we get back to the house." Zhang Chen first said to Lin Wanqing, then looked at Zhang Yi, raised his eyebrows and said in a bad tone:"Your boy, at the end of the year, Dabi doesn't come back. What brings you back today? Can't you think of us?"Zhang Yi has some embarrassment on his face. In order to avoid the so-called involvement in emergencies, he is in danger.Over the years, Zhang Yi has been very serious in implementing the principle of not participating in anything that is not necessary.At the end of the year, Dabi of the family, it can be seen from the name that the family meeting must trigger the plot event. Of course, Zhang Yi will not participate.Every time when it comes to the big family ratio, Zhang Yi always finds various reasons to prevaricate.This also made him not very famous in the mouth of the younger generation of the family. Although Zhang Yi didn't care at all, it was natural for his parents to have complaints.Fortunately, Zhang Yi had countermeasures.He looked serious and talked freely:"Martial artists of our generation should naturally focus on practice, not on trivial things.""Over the years, in Qingyun sect, I have been living in a shallow place and practicing hard in order to achieve success and set foot on a higher level as soon as possible.""In this way, we can live up to the expectations of our father and mother."Zhang Chen looked at his son in surprise. Unexpectedly, my son had such consciousness.Young man, who is not young, vigorous and brave? That's how he came.I didn't expect my son to have such consciousness at such an age,.For a moment, Zhang Chen felt a sense of pride in his heart. He was swept away by the helplessness of old runs on weekdays. He asked:"So, are you coming back?"
