Bend that ghost

Wen Zhijiang raised his eyes and looked over, he indeed sensed a very restrained aura approaching, but he was taken aback when he saw it.The man in the moon white gown came slowly, holding a porcelain white jar in one hand, his steps were mysterious, his face was frosty, his brows looked familiar, and he was somewhat similar to himself.

Even if it was a dynamite bag, it was a dynamite bag soaked in water, and it couldn't be blown up at all. He said with a gloomy face, "Zhang Yuzhi, why are you here?"

Zhang Yuzhi's face showed sarcasm, and he opened his lips and said coldly: "The poor Taoist should ask the elder Chuyan about this. If the poor Taoist remembers correctly, this seems to be the ancient tomb of the Wen family. You always bring three tomb robbers here, thinking What are you doing?"

After finishing off Chu Yan, Zhang Yuzhi turned to look at Wen Zhijiang, a little surprised, no wonder that old guy Yan Min suffered a lot, his cousin is quite capable, and his aura even made him feel startled.He got the inheritance of Tianshi Mansion.

Wen Zhijiang frowned slightly. He didn't know who the other party was, but the admiration mixed with soft eyes was inexplicable. Just as he was about to ask, the other party took a step forward and said coldly: "Zhang Yuzhi, the head of the Tianshi Mansion."

Zhang Yuzhi paused, and then spit out four more words: "Your cousin."

"..." Wen Zhijiang was silent, he just guessed like this just now, but he just felt that it was impossible, but seeing this man's eyes and his protection of himself, Wen Zhijiang couldn't figure out the other party's purpose for a while.

The scene was very embarrassing for a time, Yinshan, Longhushan, and Maoshan were all there.

Du Xian was watching the play happily, but he didn't expect the head of Tianshi Mansion to appear here and defend Wen Zhijiang. Even though Wen Zhijiang's mother has something to do with Tianshi Mansion, Wen Zhijiang is the head teacher of Yinshan now.

What does Tianshifu mean?Want to make friends with Yinshan?

Zhang Yuzhi didn't care about Wen Zhijiang's silence, instead he glanced at the people in Maoshan lightly, and said coldly: "The young master of Maoshan sticks to people by himself, you hire people to dig graves indiscriminately, and you do this unrighteous thing for the sake of Big karma, why don’t you go out?”

Everyone in Maoshan was stunned. In fact, compared with Wen Zhijiang, Zhang Yuzhi's attitude and momentum are considered good. The real pervert is the one who just came out of the grave.

This can be regarded as a step, Gu Qing hurried to Chu Yan's ear and persuaded: "Elder, the head of the Tianshi Mansion will never talk in plain language, we act recklessly today, let's go quickly."

Chu Yan hesitated, gritted his teeth and said, "If that's the case, then you should tell the young master's whereabouts!"

Wen Zhijiang sneered: "You treat me as Yinshan, so I can come and go as soon as I want? What's more, I died in Maoshanshu, so I must find out. In the future, I will definitely bring the young master of the noble sect to the door to ask for an explanation."

Chu Yan's eyes widened and he was about to go mad again, Wen Zhijiang swept his long spear with a sharp wind, and spit out three words like ice bumps: "Get out!"

Chu Yan turned blue and red alternately, and finally flung his sleeves away, and the rest of the Maoshan disciples followed behind him, not daring to say a word, and followed in desperation.

"Stop." Wen Zhijiang suddenly said again.

Everyone stopped at the same time, their hearts hanging in their throats.

Wen Zhijiang didn't even look at them, and said in a commanding tone: "The robbery, add."

The three tomb robbers responded again and again, their clothes soaked in cold sweat, regretful in their hearts, and complained endlessly. Did they take over the deadly job?

After the people left, the spear in Wen Zhijiang's hand changed back to the earring on his left ear. With a simple move, three lonely ghosts appeared. All three of them died in the mountains. Keep up with those three grave robbers, and within a week, I want them to have bad luck in everything, as long as they don't hurt their lives."

"Understood." The three ghosts said in unison, their faces were full of joy, serving the head teacher of Yinshan is a good job to increase their merits, so they chased them out in a fluttering manner.

Dare to steal Wen's ancient tomb, he is quite courageous, and the price he has to pay is not small.

There was a crisp clapping sound, followed by Du Xian's chuckle: "It's no wonder he is Huaifeng's grandson."

Should he tell Young Master Wen that there are actually several robbery holes in this tomb, but the tomb robbers who came in were scared to death.

Anyone who came in and saw someone wandering around would be scared out of their minds.

Zhang Yuzhi didn't express any dissatisfaction with Wen Zhijiang's summoning of ghosts and people. Tomb robbers disturbing people's sleeping places should be punished a little bit, and Wen Zhijiang didn't do too much, so why should he ask for trouble?

But Jiang Cheng said in a low voice: "...they chased you and my brother to the ancient tomb with the method, why did the head teacher let them go like this?"

Wen Zhijiang closed his eyes, and said calmly: "They died here, it's troublesome."

Jiang Cheng was taken aback for a moment, even Jiang Chen couldn't help but look sideways, and Du Xian even looked at Wen Zhijiang in astonishment.

This is by no means what Wen Zhijiang can say. Only then did they realize that Wen Zhijiang seemed to be a little different after leaving the customs...

The whole body's temperament is even more unearthly, and even Gu Pan seems to be indifferent and alienated.

Different from Zhang Yuzhi's superior indifference, Wen Zhijiang's temperament is so ethereal that it is unpredictable.

But Wen Zhijiang seemed to be unaware, and turned to look at Zhang Yuzhi, his eyes fixed on the white porcelain altar in his hand.

This is probably his only blood relative in this world. Wen Zhijiang pursed his lips, nodded and said two words: "Cousin."

Zhang Yuzhi's expression immediately softened a little. His cousin's eyebrows and aunt's are very similar to his aunt. He rubbed the cold white porcelain altar with his fingertips and nodded very noblely and glamorously: "My aunt is from the Wen family, so she should move into the Wen family's ancestral grave. , do you have any objections?"

Wen Zhijiang was stunned for a moment, looked down at the white porcelain altar in Zhang Yuzhi's hands, complex emotions flashed in his eyes, intertwined with grief and desolation, and finally turned calm, he took a deep breath, and slowly said: "Thank you."

The purpose of Zhang Yuzhi's coming here is obvious, he came here to send Zhang Rendong's ashes.

Wen Zhijiang didn't have any bad feelings towards this cousin, maybe it was because of his blood, maybe it was because of his maintenance just now, so Wen Zhijiang guessed that the person who blocked the way when they came might not be sent by Zhang Yuzhi.

And Wen Zhijiang's concern for his family also made him feel a little more fond of Zhang Yuzhi for sending the ashes.

He guessed that Zhang Yuzhi returned the ashes to the Wen family perhaps because of Longhu Mountain, but in any case, his mother's remains should be enshrined in the Wen family's tomb and ancestral hall.

So the cousins ​​are unexpectedly harmonious at first sight, one is indifferent and noble, the other is cold and alienated, but they are unexpectedly pleasing to the eye.

Wen Zhijiang set up a magic circle outside Lu Li's tomb, and then went to Wen's ancestral hall with Zhang Yuzhi.

Stepping into the solemn ancestral hall again, Wen Zhijiang held Zhang Rendong's ashes and gently placed it next to the spirit tablet, his eyes darkened.

He closed his eyes, and said in his heart: "You two are born in the same bed and die in the same acupuncture point. You and your elders have loved each other for a lifetime. Let the rest be left to your son."

Wen Zhijiang lit two sticks of incense, handed them to Zhang Yu, and said, "Since you call her Aunt Sheng, let's burn the sticks."

Zhang Yuzhi stared at him for a while with his light-colored eyes, and reached out to take the incense. After the cousins ​​had finished offering the incense, Zhang Yuzhi lowered his hands and asked, "You just said... Maoshan harmed you, what happened?"

Wen Zhijiang paused, then walked out: "Let's go out and talk about it."

Naturally, there is no room for guests in a place like the tomb, so Du Xian simply brought a few people into his tomb that smelled of books. If there were not so many people at this time, he really wanted to sit on the coffin.

That's all, it's really insulting.

The few people were speechless for a while, Wen Zhijiang put one hand behind his back, lowered his eyes, and said softly: "There is a bloody paper man in the car that hit me, it is Maoshan's blood puppet technique, no matter who is plotting against me, whoever did it is the Maoshan people."

"Maoshan Blood Puppet Art..." Zhang Yuzhi whispered, frowning, "It seems that Maoshan believed what they said."

"What are you talking about?" Wen Zhijiang frowned, curled his knuckles behind his back, and a dark color flashed in his lowered eyes.

Did anyone really know that prophecy?

Looking at Wen Zhijiang's reaction, Zhang Yuzhi couldn't help wondering, why does it feel like his cousin knows?Immediately, he calmed down and said seriously, "Do you know the dawn?"

Wen Zhijiang's pupils shrank slightly, and his breathing stagnated, but he returned to normal in just a moment: "I know, they also intervened in this matter?"

Zhang Yuzhi shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "No...it should be said that this matter was planned by Li Ming."

Everyone including Wen Zhijiang was startled, even Du Xian was surprised, and Jiang Cheng even blurted out: "Why did they want to kill my brother?!"

"Your brother?" Zhang Yuzhi looked weird, turned his eyes to Wen Zhijiang and asked, "Your brother?"

Wen Zhijiang's expression was indifferent, and he shook his head: "Jiang Cheng's elder brother has the same horoscope as mine, and on the day I was killed, Jiang Chen was almost killed by the Maoshan blood puppet technique."

"Bazi..." Zhang Yuzhi looked subtle, looked up and down at Wen Zhijiang, and said slightly at the end: "Same? Reincarnation?"

Seeing Zhang Yuzhi's reaction, Wen Zhijiang felt a little relieved. It seemed that they didn't know about the reincarnation, so they probably didn't know about the prophecy either.

Wen Zhijiang didn't intend to tell the prophecy, and immediately asked: "Doesn't Liming belong to the country? Why do you want to plot against me?"

If it wasn't based on the prophecy, what was the reason why Liming mobilized Mao Shan to deal with him?

Zhang Yuzhi lowered his eyes and said: "Liming once sent someone to the Tianshi Mansion, saying that the Yinshan Mountain has been associated with Yin objects all year round. Sooner or later, the minds of those who practice the law will be damaged and harm the common people. Now that the Yinshan Mountain is about to be exhausted, it is afraid of resurgence, so it must be rooted to prevent future troubles. .”

Du Xian sneered: "Even though Yinshan has been with ghosts for many years, all the disciples in charge are tenacious, and no one has ever lost their minds. They simply want to commit a crime and there is no excuse for it."

Zhang Yuzhi couldn't deny it, "Although Yinshan has never done things in a disorderly manner, he has never done evil, let alone Wen Zhijiang is my aunt's son, and I am also related by blood. It is a pity that many people in the Tianshi Mansion are dissatisfied with my aunt, and their hearts are fluctuating. Even if I am the head of the sect, I will not be able to do it all at once. Besides, Yinshan has made countless enemies over the years, and the first to bear the brunt are the decent cultivators in the spiritual medium world, and many monster races.

"Heh..." Wen Zhijiang sneered, covered his face with his hands, and hid his expression, "You also said that Yinshan is not wrong, why should I be humiliated for nothing? My Wen family's four lives, let's just forget it?"

Zhang Yuzhi choked, lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

He also felt aggrieved for Yinshan about this matter, although he didn't know why the immortal sect regarded Yinshan as a thorn in his side, but he really didn't see Yinshan do any evil things, it's just that the method of doing things was different from other immortal sects, Wen Qianzhi Death may have nothing to do with the world of psychics, but Wen Huaifeng and Zhang Rendong died because of it, and even Wen Zhijiang himself couldn't escape. Why let go of the hatred of killing one's body and family?

Everyone thought that Wen Zhijiang's question fell silent.

After a while, Du Xian said softly: "It's useless to blindly pursue right and wrong. Young Master Wen is already the head teacher of Yinshan Mountain, so he should take on this responsibility. What needs to be investigated still needs to be investigated, but Young Master Wen must also control himself. The wishes of those people got out of control."

Wen Zhijiang slowly put down his hands, his eyes were indifferent, he was silent for a while, and only said: "I know it well."

Of course, this matter has to be investigated. Not only must the investigation be continued, but he also has to rectify Wen's name. No matter whether there is right or wrong, or whether there is justice in this world, there are always some persistence and responsibilities that cannot be shirked.

Not only did he have to investigate this, but he also had to figure out the so-called prophecy.

The atmosphere was gloomy, no one had reason to refute Wen Zhijiang's insistence, but this insistence was too heavy.