This choke made Zhang Mingteng feel speechless for a moment. After thinking for a while, he pondered. "The times have limitations. Judging from the situation back then, this is not a good thing outweighs the disadvantages, but it definitely makes sense. You are a scientific researcher and you should also know this situation. It is also a troublesome for scholars to form a ball of hemp rope."

Zhang Menghua pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know, I'm just unhappy. I will never forget the persecution you suffered because of this incident. You must know that our family overlapped with intellectuals and family members in business. How miserable it was..."

Zhang Mingteng interrupted his daughter and signaled not to say anything more.

"Okay, the past has passed, don't say so much."

"Okay, let's not mention this one, anyway, the past will be over." Zhang Menghua stopped talking about it. In fact, calm down and think about it. The actions of intellectuals in the past era also made sense.

Just like the academic lords are rampant now, when a class is formed, if the old pattern is not broken, it will become stronger, making it difficult for successors...

The same was true back then, but I just beat him up.

"But even so, you can't mess around with your brother, these feudal superstitious things."

Zhang Menghua said again: "Our book is just a book of unwritten ancient paper."

"Have you told you when I was a child? Our book was left by an immortal." Zhang Jiehua muttered from the side.

"Immortals, we have grown up so old. Have you ever encountered these strange things? " Zhang Menghua shook his head and said, "I only believe what I saw, and I don't believe in the supernatural whispers of folk legends. Brother, I believe you have never seen them. You just fantasized that if this thing is really a magical treasure left by the gods, it might give you talents and not make you so mediocre, right?"

Zhang Menghua's words completely angered Zhang Jiehua, and his voice was divided into eight tones: "What did you say?"

It seems to have hit Zhang Jiehua's weakness...

"We seem to be involved in something amazing." Zhou Xun, who was standing beside him, looked at the corner of his mouth twitching, and it was said that it was difficult for the honest officials to settle family affairs, and now this matter has happened to Zhou Xun.

However, Zhou Xun's expression did not seem to be bothering him much, but instead he was a little happy.

Li Yun felt that if he gave Zhou Xun a pack of popcorn, he would definitely be able to watch it all day.

"Everyone, don't be impatient."

Li Yun didn't want to see this family farce more. The words that were like spring breeze were squeaking the two of them, making them no longer so annoyed...

Zhang Menghua and Zhang Jiehua also realized that it would be indecent no matter how they quarrel or even fight in front of outsiders, and the face of this scholarly family was thrown away.

Zhang Mingteng glanced at the Taoist who spoke Qingfeng, and said, "Don't embarrass you anymore, the guests are here, let's do it."

"Sorry, I'll take you to read the wordless heavenly book."

The old man of Zhang family on the other side finally spoke. His pace was very slow since the beginning. He waited until the Zhang family quarreled and said: "Xiao Menghua, there are some things you haven't seen before. When you were a child, you met a real swordsman."

The old man of the Zhang family seemed to have returned to the past. The distant memories echoed the wind of thought, and his old eyes looked into the distance.

"I still remember when I was very young, the Zhang family was not the Zhang family now. We were just ordinary travelers. At that time, the war was in chaos, the people were living in poverty, countless bandits and refugees, and countless people were homeless. It was a dark era. The government was incompetent and the warlord ruled, and no one could be guaranteed." The old man of the Zhang family said: "At that time, my father and I went to Guangdong to go for a business, and we met a group of bandits. What a guy, those bandits were very fierce, with guns and fire. At that time, we had already accepted our fate. This group of bandits, not only wanted money, but also died, and did not pay attention to any martial ethics."

Both Zhang Menghua and Zhang Jiehua were already in a state of meditation and were attracted by the words of the old master of the Zhang family.

He had never said that this happened before.

I only realized this secret thing today.

"Then... how did you survive, grandpa?" Zhang Jiehua asked carefully.

"Hahaha, an unknown woman passed by. Because of her beautiful appearance and graceful figure, the bandits did not settle our goods first, but instead went to trouble the bandits first." The old man of the Zhang family said: "It was at this time that the bandits were facing each other with swords... It has been so many years, and I have forgotten about the memory of many memories. Even my father's appearance can hardly be remembered very clearly, but I can't forget the figure of this sword-holder woman. Maybe I will never forget to get the figure until I die. She was alone and with a sword, and she could not do anything to the bullets."

Zhang Menghua looked incredible. Is there really someone who can't do anything about bullets?

Aren’t Chuanwu all lies?

Zhang Menghua said with disbelief.

"How is this possible..."

"Child, I know you have been stubborn since childhood and you will not believe what you see with your own eyes, so I have never mentioned what you think I am Alzheimer's disease later." The old man of the Zhang family smiled and said, "But you also need to know that the operation of this world is not centered on you and me. He has his own objective laws. It is not that what you see is the truth. Some things that you have not seen before do not mean there is nothing... When I was walking in Guangdong, I also saw many ghosts and magical things that cannot be explained now."

At this moment, the Taoist in white suddenly said.

"Mr. Zhang, is the woman holding a sword you mentioned wearing a short goose yellow suit, with long hair tied into a ponytail, and a frosty face?" Li Yun paused and smiled, "If I was right, I should be with her side a man carrying a guqin."

"You...you...how did you know..."

Old Master Zhang felt as if he was struck by lightning as he heard this passage, and he looked at the expression of Taoist in white and became full of disbelief.

This memory is the deepest thing he has in his mind.

He hasn't revealed it for many years.

But the young Taoist in front of him can tell the details in one word? How is that?
Chapter completed!