Yang Zhen winked at Tie Zhu, and Tie Zhu understood. At a corner, Tiezhu wanted to stop and find a bush to ambush, but Yang Zhen waved her hand. He knew that this kind of trick was meaningless in front of the immortal.
Immortals have spiritual consciousness and can know your every move from a long distance. This is what Nanny Zhang told him.
Yang Zhen didn't understand why this person was following him. When we met at that time, this man seemed kind and polite, and I didn't know why I provoked him. He didn't even know what to do. The immortals had endless methods, which were completely beyond the ability of children his and Tiezhu's age to deal with.
Yang Zhen tried her best to maintain a normal attitude and chatted with Tie Zhu word by word, but both of them lost the relaxed and freehand mood just now, and their words were dry. In a place where frightened birds were flying, Yang Zhen quietly leaned into Tie Zhu's ear and said the word "immortal". Tie Zhu looked shocked and turned pale.
However, until the two returned to the Taoist temple, the man did not come out.
Yang Zhen cheered up and practiced the stick technique with Tie Zhu again. When it got completely dark, the two of them pretended to be sleepy. Tie Zhu still wanted to sleep on his bed with a door panel. Yang Zhen didn't want the two of them to be separated, and a more open environment would make people feel more at ease, so she also lived together. Tie Zhu held the wooden stick tightly in his hand, and both of them were nervous.
Yang Zhen completely relaxed her mind and found that she could faintly feel some movement outside the hospital. He was also holding a wooden stick, his eyes wide open in the dark night, and his heart was beating fast.
After an unknown amount of time, there was a very slight rustling sound outside. Yang Zhen listened quietly. The sound slowly came closer, passed through the grass outside the courtyard, and stepped on the stone slab at the door.
Yang Zhen held her breath, feeling her body shaking slightly and her palms sweating.
A voice suddenly sounded:
"Boy of the Yang family, you two haven't slept yet! I'm curious, how did you find me?"
This voice was clear and hearty, especially loud in the silent night. It was the Chen Fugui whom Yang Zhen had just met!
Yang Zhen suddenly raised her head and looked at the tall figure at the door with a horrified expression:
How did he know my surname was Yang? !
He remembered clearly that except Tie Zhu, he never mentioned his last name to anyone!
The name Yang Zhen actually came from his previous life. He only knew the nickname of this body, Xiao Shitou, but he knew nothing about the first name.
Could it be that this person also traveled through time?
wrong! Even if he is a time traveler, there is no reason to know him or know his name in his previous life.
Could it be that...this body also has the surname Yang? If so, then…
He knows my predecessor!
Yang Zhen's mind raced, and he came to a conclusion that made him both frightened and excited: This person who came with bad intentions knew the original person!
Three days after waking up, I finally met someone who knew "his" life experience!
What is he here for?
Yang Zhen boldly replied tentatively: "Uncle Fugui?"
"Ha ha!"
The man stepped into the Taoist temple in the darkness, "Let me tell you, the Yang family's son is smart and has a photographic memory. How could he not remember your rich uncle? I said you are pretty good at pretending, so why didn't you follow me just now? Uncle, do you say hello?"
Chen Fugui thought Yang Zhen remembered him, but he misunderstood. As soon as he left Aunt Fu's sight, he turned around and followed the two of them. I didn't hear Aunt Fu talking to Xiao Shitou about him along the way. Now I saw Yang Zhen calling him "Uncle Fugui". I thought Yang Zhen knew him, but I didn't know that Yang Zhen also knew him not long ago.
"I...I didn't think of it at the time." Yang Zhen pretended to be embarrassed and asked casually, "Uncle, what's the matter with me?"
Chen Fugui glanced at Tie Zhu who was nervous at the side, but didn't care, and walked over: "Uncle cares about where you live, come and see you!...Tsk, tsk, why are you acting like a little beggar? , live in a place like this?”
As he said this, the man looked around and moved his face to Yang Zhen: "Where is your mother?"
"I got separated from my mother." Yang Zhen told the truth.
"Oh, you can't live in a place like this! How about... go to your uncle's house?"
"I'm not going, my mother asked me to wait for her here!" Yang Zhen shook her head.
"When your mother comes, let this boy tell your mother," Chen Fugui pointed at Tie Zhu, "You go back with your uncle first, go to his house to take a bath, change clothes, and have a hot meal. "
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Zhen!
At this moment, the iron pillar that had been silent moved, he picked up the wooden stick and hit Chen Fugui on the head...
don't want! Yang Zhen shouted in her heart. He originally wanted to stop him, but when he saw that Tie Zhu had already made a move, he did not hesitate and stabbed Chen Fugui with the wooden stick in his hand!
But Chen Fugui smiled and flicked his sleeves. Countless tiny buds sprouted from the door panel under Tiezhu and Yang Zhen at the same time. Those buds instantly grew into vine branches several feet long, like the tentacles of an octopus. , and stalked the two of them respectively!
Plop! The iron pillar was tied tightly and fell to the ground hard.
However, something unexpected happened here in Yang Zhen!
I saw a ray of white light rushing out from Yang Zhen's arms and hitting the canes. A burst of light smoke appeared, like snow meeting molten lava. The canes quickly retreated, shrank, and soon disappeared into the wooden board. It was as if what had just happened was just an illusion.
"Huh?" Chen Fugui was surprised. This kid actually had a treasure on his body that could eliminate his spell.
He raised his brows, and in an instant another water arrow hit Yang Zhen. Sure enough, when the water arrow was about to touch Yang Zhen's body, another white light flashed out, and the water arrow dissipated without a trace.
This is not an ordinary defensive weapon! Chen Fugui was even more surprised. The spell that could automatically eliminate his level of cultivation was at least a second-level magic weapon.
For a monk like him, a first-level magic weapon is usually offered as a treasure. He has never touched a second-level magic weapon a few times.
Could this be the treasure the master is looking for? Thinking of this, Chen Fugui became greedy.
Yang Zhen was surprised and happy at the same time. At this moment, he still didn't understand: the person who blocked the immortal's two magic attacks for him was the token given to him by the nanny. I never thought that this black and white brand could be so powerful!
Since the immortal's magic was useless to him, Yang Zhen suddenly became very courageous. She shouted and swung the wooden stick towards Chen Fugui.
Chen Fugui was hesitant. He also had spells such as fireball that caused more damage, but these spells were relatively noisy and he didn't want to use them yet.
He couldn't think of any solution at the moment, but when he saw Yang Zhen dancing like a tiger with a stick, he had to dodge quickly, which made him a little embarrassed for a while.
"Stop!" he shouted quickly, "Listen to me..."
"Why do you say stop? Let my brother go first!" Yang Zhen shouted, and kept pressing her hand step by step. He became very good at the stick technique taught by Tiezhu.
Chen Fugui finally got angry and stopped dodging. He was ready to hit Yang Zhen with a stick. At the same time, he clenched his hands and punched Yang Zhen in the chest!
Although he is a practitioner, he has also learned some martial arts in the mortal world. The timing of this punch was just right, and Yang Zhen was almost unable to avoid it!
Yang Zhen didn't even think about avoiding him. Seeing that he didn't hide, she was secretly happy. She put more force on her hands, determined to give this man a hard blow. His stick was in front, and as long as it was strong enough to hurt him, his fist wouldn't have much power. Yang Zhen had already considered this clearly when he punched.
However, when the wooden stick was still half a foot away from Chen Fugui, a "clang" was heard, as if it was knocked on an iron plate. It turned out that Chen Fugui saw the fierceness of the stick and did not dare to enlarge it, so he hurriedly added a golden bell to himself. This shock made Yang Zhenhu's mouth numb and her chest suffocated.
Before Yang Zhen could react, Chen Fugui's fist came over and hit his chest with a "bang"!
ah! Yang Zhen felt a pain in her chest, staggered and almost fell down.
Yang Zhen's blow left almost no force behind, and the backlash was naturally not small. The subsequent punch from Chen Fugui was even more severe. These two consecutive impacts made Yang Zhen's energy and blood boil, and she almost vomited blood, and her whole body was sore.
Chen Fugui held back his punch. After all, Yang Zhen was a baby, and he didn't want to beat him to death lightly or hard. It's just that he didn't expect his pure power attack. Although the magic weapon didn't block it, the doll in front of him only swayed for a moment and then stopped. It seems that this doll is better than I thought.
Yang Zhen suffered a secret loss and knew that there was nothing she could do to the other party; Chen Fugui had no intention of fighting again, so they both stopped and stared at each other for a moment.
After a while, Chen Fugui spoke first, and he smiled bitterly:
"Little boy of the Yang family, I am your elder, can't you listen to me first? I kindly invite you to my house..."
"Forget it, don't treat me like a three-year-old baby." Yang Zhen couldn't lose her momentum, "You don't have to worry about where I sleep. You can either leave, or we can continue to compete."
"Haha! Children don't know the heights of the world. Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Not to mention that I didn't try my best just now, but that thing in your clothes..."
Chen Fugui pointed at his chest: "I have to keep using magic to deal with you, how many times can it block it? You are not a cultivator after all, and you have no magic power in your body. This treasure is like sourceless water and cannot withstand long-term consumption... "
What Chen Fugui said is actually half true and half false. It is true that the token cannot be resisted forever, but it is more than enough to consume the mana of a monk like him, unless he is willing to take out the spiritual stone elixir and continue to consume it. This is just bullying Yang Zhen for not understanding.
Yang Zhen said nothing.
Chen Fugui sighed: "Uncle, I will only ask you a few things and then leave. I won't embarrass you, how about that?"
"Just ask!" Yang Zhen replied coldly.
"Where did your mother go?" Chen Fugui asked the same question just now.
"I told you, my mother and I got separated. I'll wait for him here."
"Separated?" Chen Fugui sneered: "Your mother loves you so much, why would she let you go away alone? Did something happen to your mother? She couldn't be... dead, right?"
Speaking of this, Chen Fugui stared at Yang Zhen closely, trying to see something from his face.
"Your mother is dead!" Yang Zhen looked very angry.
"My mother has indeed passed away, and there is only one aunt left, who still ignores me." Chen Fugui laughed at himself.
Yang Zhen didn't have much to say when she met such a thug. He thought for a while and decided to reveal a little "truth".
"We encountered a pack of wolves, and my mother asked me to leave first, but then I didn't know what happened."
"When was that?"
"About five days ago."
"It's been five days and your mother hasn't come to see you yet. It looks like the situation is in danger."
Yang Zhen remained silent, Chen Fugui's guess was probably true.
"What are you doing with my mother?"
"It's okay to tell you. That day, news came out from the Zhu family that your mother ran away and took you with her. I heard that many people from the Zhu family were looking for you at that time, but there was no news later. As a member of the Zhu family, I My son-in-law, now that I’ve seen you, shouldn’t I come and take a look?”
Chen Fugui walked a few steps around Yang Zhen and continued:
"The Zhu family said that your mother took their treasure, right?"
"I don't know, my mother didn't get any treasures."
Although she didn't know what Chen Fugui was talking about, Yang Zhen's answer was reasonable. This fits well with a child's answer.
"Then what's that in your arms? Show it to me!" Chen Fugui suddenly became stern.
"Are you talking about this thing?" Yang Zhen looked indifferent and took out the token.
This dark thing looked a little blurry in the night. The word "Zhao" in the middle of the sign was clear to Chen Fugui!
