Son-in-law comes out

Li Zian was taken aback by this palm print. He couldn't think of anyone with such a big palm. From what he saw, even the Great Sage Equaling Heaven might not be able to hold this palm.

"Huanyu, whose palm is this?" Li Zian asked. He didn't believe it was the handwriting of the Tathagata Buddha, and the painter Zhang Zhongsu obviously couldn't be compared with the Monkey King.

Huanyu shook her head, because she was flying, and it was difficult for her to raise her hand to write.

Li Zian just asked casually, but Huanyu shook his head and didn't know, and the result was not what he expected.

Soon arrived at the center of the Mausoleum, where stood a resplendent and resplendent palace, larger than the Forbidden City.The foundation of the palace was raised tens of meters. In front of the gate of the palace was a tombstone broken into three sections. Two sections were lying on the ground, and the remaining section was still standing.

There are words engraved on the tombstone. The last section of the tombstone that is still standing is engraved with the word "Zhi Tomb", and the two sections lying on the ground are engraved with the words "Huashengzhang" and "Zhongsu".

There is also an epitaph: A good painter and a good handwriting. He was originally a sage at leisure, but once his future was ruined by confusion, he was finally covered with a handful of loess. Alas, it is so desolate.

Seeing this epitaph, Li Zian frowned.

Muddy horse, this is all desolate, so what happened to slaves?

Huanyu raised his hand and wrote in the void: Master, this is really the mausoleum of the former master, but who destroyed it?

A bitter smile emerged from the corner of Li Zian's mouth: "I don't know, but I guess it has something to do with that palm print. I suspect it's a god."

A tense expression appeared on Huanyu's face, and her small mouth was also opened wide, but it was just the same, without the slightest sound coming out.

"Come on, let's go in and have a look." Li Zian flew towards the palace gate on a cloud.

The palace door is closed.

Li Zian didn't even call the door, and pushed it away with a slap from the air.

Boom!

The solid palace door opened inward.

Li Zian collected Shengyun in front of the palace gate and looked inside.

At the end of the main hall stands a statue, which is actually made of Tianjin, and its body is shining with gold.

Li Zian's gaze was fixed on the face of the statue, and his heart was full of inexplicable feelings.It was the face of Zhang Zhongsu, a great painter, exactly the same as the old painter I met in Daze Zongzong City that day.

Li Zian bowed deeply to Zhang Zhongsu's statue: "Senior, this junior dared to come here to disturb you..."

Before he could finish his nonsense, the Huanyu beside him suddenly flashed golden light, and flew to kick Zhang Zhongsu's statue on the face.

Her foot passed through Zhang Zhongsu's head without any damage, but this did not hinder the performance of Sailor Moon. She twisted her body and pulled her other leg on the head of Zhang Zhongsu's statue.

This move is very beautiful, the virtual skirt is flying up, showing youth and beauty, and the courtyard is deep.

One leg and one leg kicked Zhang Zhongsu from the head to the instep.

Li Zian's head ached a little, and he felt a little worried.The demon book said that once a spirit weapon evolves into a spirit weapon, it will devour the master sooner or later.He didn't take Yaoshu's words to heart at first, but now seeing Huanyu venting at the statue of the former owner, the words Yaoshu said about the owner of the anti-eating device came to his mind again.

Will Huanyu treat him like this in the future?

This is a headache.

Li Zian walked into the hall and coughed dryly.

Huanyu stomped on Zhang Zhongsu's instep again, and then returned to Li Zian's side.

Li Zian asked tentatively: "Huanyu, Zhang Zhongsu, the saint of painting, was your former master. Why do you hate him so much?"

Huanyu raised his hand and wrote: I don't want to say.

Li Zian said: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, anyway, he is wrong. If he is still alive, I will beat him up and vent your anger for you."

A smile appeared on Huanyu's face, and he raised his hand and wrote: Master, you are so kind.

Li Zian smiled back, but he was thinking about a question.

Who on earth gave him this hot potato?

Huanyu wrote: Master, the old thief's body should be in this bedroom. Let's find out the old thief's coffin, how about opening the coffin and destroying the corpse?

Li Zian: "..."

Huanyu looked at Li Zian eagerly, her eyes full of anticipation.

Li Zian's two heads had grown up, so he definitely wouldn't do things like destroying corpses, but he didn't know how to tell her.If you reason with her, she probably won't listen.If you teach her a lesson, it will probably arouse her jealousy.As time goes by, doesn't she hate him as the second-generation weapon owner?

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew outside the hall.

------------

Chapter 2761 Resurrection of the Dead City

Li Zian hurriedly turned his head to look, the entrance of the main hall was empty, it was not caused by anyone.But there were strange things happened in the previous two blowing sessions. Could it be an accident this time?

Li Zian turned around and walked towards the entrance of the main hall. After exiting the gate, he came to the platform in front of the bedroom palace, looked up, and then he was stunned.

The huge handprint on the square is being "backfilled", and the collapsed buildings in the city are also being rebuilt rapidly, and some ruined walls have become complete houses in a blink of an eye.From such a distance, he couldn't see the half-collapsed city gate tower, but what Ke Yin wanted to see was that it was also being rebuilt, and it became what it was before it was destroyed.

Huanyu came to Li Zian's side, and her reaction to all this was very calm.

Li Zian asked: "Huanyu, you said... is this an illusion?"

Huanyu raised his hand and wrote: True is also false and false is also true, and true and false are also true.

Li Zian: "..."

Girl, do you want to carry a hoe to bury flowers next?

Huanyu went on to write: Whether all this is an illusion depends on the angle you look at it from.Master, you think it is impossible for the collapsed house to be restored to its original state. That is because such a thing cannot happen in the world you are familiar with, so you feel that this is an illusion and a fake.But this is the Holy Ruins, not the heavens, let alone the lower realms. There is powerful energy here, which is related to gods.

After reading the content written by Huanyu, Li Zian felt a little enlightened, and at the same time was a little surprised. It is really not easy for a weapon spirit that evolved from a book magic weapon to have such a profound philosophical thinking. ah.

Yes, there is no fixed standard definition of true and false.He felt that it was impossible for these ruined walls to be restored to their original state in a blink of an eye, because he was incapable of doing so, but from the perspective of God, wouldn't this be a trivial matter?In the same way, ants feel that the big tree is indestructible and unshakable, but for humans, isn't that just a chainsaw?

With just such a little effort, the palm prints thousands of meters deep were filled, and the ground was covered with gray tiles.

There is no broken or collapsed building in the area that can be seen by the eyes, but the whole city is empty, which does not have a gloomy feeling.

Li Zian suddenly thought of those three women, and began to worry again, wondering where they were now, and whether they would encounter such a strange situation in front of them?

What he was most worried about was Yan Ruoshui, after all, she was the mother of a baby, and it would be bad if her fetus became gassy due to being frightened.

"Huanyu, do you know where my companion is?" Li Zian asked.

Huanyu raised his hand and wrote: Master, I have been with you all the time, I don't know where they are.

"Can you find a clue?"

Huanyu shook her head.

Li Zian was a little disappointed, but he also knew that he couldn't hope that Huanyu could solve this problem. After all, she was just a tool spirit who understood philosophy, and he had to solve things like finding someone by himself.

Huanyu raised his hand and wrote: Master, let's find the coffin of the old thief Zhang Zhongsu, open the coffin and whip the corpse.

Li Zian: "..."

Why are you obsessed with this kind of thing? How much hatred do you have with Zhang Zhongsu?

Suddenly, the gate of a courtyard next to the square opened suddenly. The sound of opening the door was very small, but in this extremely quiet environment, the sound still came.

Li Zian looked around, and at that moment, a little lady came out with a child in her arms.At that moment, he was stunned, and a wave of heat rushed to his head.

It is up, not down.

The little lady was young, wearing a blue dress, ordinary, but very slim, the beautiful curves of her body were outlined, her whole body exuded a mature atmosphere, it was the kind of flowers that bloomed and could withstand the wind A good time in the rain.The child in her arms is very small, probably not yet able to walk, lying in her mother's arms, drinking milk from a natural feeding bottle, looking very cute.

But these are not the point, the point is how could there be women and children in this ghost town?

The woman entered the square with the child in her arms and continued walking this way.

Li Zian looked at the young woman, and asked Huan Yu beside him, "Huan Yu, are the woman and the child an illusion?"

Huanyu raised her hand and wrote: She has flesh and blood just like the people outside.

Li Zian's back suddenly felt a little chilly.

Flesh and blood are not necessarily living people, dead people also have flesh and blood.This is the mausoleum palace of the painter Zhang Zhongsu. The young lady came out with a child in her arms. He naturally thought about ghosts.

Suddenly, the door of another small building opened, and a white-haired old man and a young man walked out from inside.The white-haired old man leaned on a cane, and the young man walked towards the square by supporting the old man's arm.It looks like a pair of grandpa and grandson, talking while walking.

"Grandpa, I'm already fifteen, I should marry a wife."

“你个臭小子，让你读书，你却惦记着娶媳妇，你爹要是还在，一定揍你。”

"Grandpa, you were already a father when you were fifteen, and my father was created when you were fifteen."

"You still dare to talk back, I'll beat you brat!"

The white-haired old man raised his crutches to hit the boy, but it was just a gesture, and he didn't really hit him.The boy didn't let go, for fear of falling to his grandfather.

Marrying a daughter-in-law at the age of 15 is indeed a bit precocious, like a bird that has not yet fully grown its feathers and is anxious to fly, it will fall to death.But this young man's nature is good, at least he is a filial person.

These are not the main points, the main point is the old man, the young man, the young wife and her child, all of these are so real, just like what Huan Yu described, they are all flesh and blood people.Not only are they flesh and blood, but they also reveal their desire for a better life, and at the same time show the beautiful side of human nature.

In this short period of time, the doors of more buildings opened, and more people came out of different houses, including scholars with feather fans and towels, peddlers carrying burdens, and women knocking sunflower seeds , there are jugglers performing arts, and there are children bouncing around and chasing and playing.Shops on the street also opened. Some cloth sellers shouted with a piece of cloth in their hands; In a small building, a girl in beautiful clothes is leaning against the window, holding a handkerchief to attract diners, and occasionally saying "Master, come and play..."

The whole city is alive and full of fireworks.

But when I came here, this city was a dead city, with ruins everywhere, and there was not even a single ghost in such a big city.

It's all so incredible.

Li Zian suddenly had a strange feeling that he was trapped in a dream.



------------

Chapter 2762 It turned out to be a pen saint

There were footsteps.

Li Zian turned around and was startled.

At the end of the hall, an old man in a golden fairy robe was walking towards the door, with a thin face and a high spirit, it was Zhang Zhongsu, the saint of painting.Looking behind him again, the statue is gone.

In fact, it is not missing, but the statue has stepped down from the base where the statue was enshrined.

Huanyu flashed suddenly, got into Li Zian's arms, and hid it in the book of creation.

When she came, she acted quite fiercely, even the statue of Zhang Zhongsu was not spared, and she punched and kicked when she rushed up.But now Zhang Zhongsu is "alive", but she is afraid, and hides in the book of creation, not daring to see each other.

That's all she has the guts to do.

Li Zian didn't care about her anymore. He looked at Zhang Zhongsu who was walking slowly, and secretly prepared to meet the enemy, but there was a smile on his face, and he gave a slight bow to Zhang Zhongsu: "Senior, this junior came by appointment , we finally meet."

"Hehehe." Zhang Zhongsu laughed loudly, "You and my neighbor, you are welcome."

Li Zian froze for a moment, and then the shabby tomb of the slaves appeared in his mind, and he immediately understood what Zhang Zhongsu meant.

Liannu's grave is just outside the city, not far away, so he is really a neighbor.But in terms of the size and grade of the two tombs, Zhang Zhongsu lived in a mansion, while Lian Nu lived in an old mansion.

Zhang Zhongsu stepped over the high threshold and came to Li Zian's side. His eyes sank, looking at the people in the square.

Li Zian observed Zhang Zhongsu's clothes and skin closely to see if he was dead.But the result surprised him. Zhang Zhongsu's skin was rosy and normal, his blood flow was normal, and he was breathing. He was clearly a living person.

"Don't look, what's so interesting about a dead person?" Zhang Zhongsu said.

Li Zian: "..."

Zhang Zhongsu smiled lightly: "Brother Liannu, don't you find it incredible?"

A wry smile emerged from the corner of Li Zian's mouth: "Senior's words confuse me, if it's unbelievable, it's not enough, please ask senior to clarify."

His heart is not only unbelievable, but he is about to explode, but he still has to be steady.

"Look at them." Zhang Zeshan pointed at the bustling people in the square and on the street.

"What are you looking at them for?" Li Zian asked.

Zhang Zhongsu said: "They are also dead."

Li Zian's back was chilly again, he was not facing a dead person in Zhang Zeshan, but all the dead people in this huge ghost town.How many people have experienced this kind of adventure, and only he himself knows how he feels at this moment.

However, he was always steady.

Zhang Zhongsu added another sentence: "They used to be fresh people, and they were all my people, and then one day all of them were destroyed."

"Senior, are you referring to the battle where the heavens were ninety-nine returned to one?" Li Zian asked.

"War?" Zhang Zhongsu looked up at the sky and sighed, "What a fight."