Zhang Guan, the pastor of Liangzhou in the former Liang Dynasty, killed the monarch Zhang Zuo and made Zhang Xuanliang the king of Liang.
According to legend, he was later overthrown by the general of the auxiliary state and was forced to commit suicide after defeat.
"The headstrong and cruel Zhang Guan committed suicide, but it's okay to deceive the common people!" The captain of the guard sneered: "Are you willing to give up the astonishing wealth left by the ancestors?"
"Who are you?" Zhang Guan blushed and couldn't help but feel a little angry.
"Zhang Dayu!"
The one-on-one answers between the two felt like guessing a riddle.
But one thing is certain, this is no longer a simple caravan robbery, it seems that there are more scenes of feud and revenge.
Especially when Zhang Guan heard the words Zhang Dayu, he felt as if he had seen a ghost and sat slumped on the ground.
Ling Muyun and Tuoba Gui looked at each other, glanced at each other, and took a few steps back in unison to prevent the city gate from catching fire, acting like innocent fish in the pond.
"The two little brothers are very knowledgeable." Zhang Dayu nodded: "Master Ling didn't guess one thing right. I was indeed the one who killed the caravan in Parrot Island, but not to steal money, but for tonight."
Everyone knows that the ancestors of the Qing Dynasty were fond of asking questions about Liu, and Binxiaguan "hides the beauty in the golden house", but what the world doesn't know is that "Binxiaguan" is a movable hall, and it is said that there is endless wealth in it.
When Shizu's oil ran out, his lamp dried up, and his essence disappeared, "Bin Yaguan" disappeared with him.
It is also said that leaving a treasure map, whose authenticity is unknown, is the key to finding "Bin Xia Guan".
Zhang Dayu also inadvertently heard that Zhang Guan, under the pseudonym Liu Jinxue, was engaged in caravan business.
It stands to reason that Zhang Guanbai has a small life and should tuck his tail between his legs and live on. There is really no need to show his face.
But the fact is the opposite: Zhang Guan traveled frequently in the name of caravan on the Silk Road.
The only thing that makes a person risk his life is the most precious treasure of his ancestors.
Throughout Zhang Guan's more than ten years as a businessman, no matter where he went, he would definitely pass by Parrot Island.
From this, Zhang Dayu concluded that the ancestor's treasure must be related to Parrot Island, but Zhang Guan had not obtained it yet.
Therefore, Zhang Dayu disguised himself as a guard and deliberately approached Zhang Guan in an attempt to obtain the treasure map in the name of escorting the caravan.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Guanxun was cunning and never revealed a word about the treasure map.
After being escorted twice and delayed for nearly a year, Zhang Dayu couldn't wait any longer. He was planning to take action at Yiaozhou Island tonight to force Zhang Guan to reveal the secret. Who would have thought that Ling Muyun would get involved in the process and almost spoil the good thing.
"Wang Mu!"
A big man with a beard and an ax walked straight towards Zhang Guan and struck him with an axe. The head was immediately separated and blood spurted out for several feet.
"I asked you to search me, not to kill someone!" Zhang Dayu said angrily.
"Here!"
Wang Mu didn't mind it either. He groped for a long time on the headless corpse until nothing was left, but he didn't find any treasure map.
Then, he pointed the ax blade at Ling Muyun and the other two.
"Wait a minute!" Zhang Dayu stopped Wang Mu and said: "Tuoba Gui, you and I have no enmity at all, and there is really no need to have a grudge for the sake of the sycophant. Why don't we just say goodbye? It's also a good relationship. I don't know if we will have any grudges in the future. Watch and help each other.”
In recent years, with the support of the Helan tribe, the Tuoba family has been gaining momentum.
If he kills Tuoba Gui now and creates more enemies out of thin air, the great monk Faguo will not let it go.
Can the little strength I have accumulated be able to block the "four truths of non-birth" of the Dharma?
Hai Dongqing was hovering in the sky, still refusing to come down.
"good!"
Zhang Guan accepted Tuoba Gui and Ling Muyun just because of their abilities, and there was really no friendship at all.
Tuoba Gui agreed simply and understandably.
"As for Ling Muyun..."
"Brother Yun is my brother, you can't kill him!" Tuoba Gui inherited the straightforwardness of the grassland and spoke to stop him.
"Tuoba Gui, your face is not that big!" Zhang Dayu's face was livid and he was quite unhappy.
The treasure map has not been found, and the incident happened because of Ling Muyun. How could Zhang Dayu not express his anger at him?
"Hmph!" Ling Muyun has been watching with a cold eye. He originally thought that he could stay out of the matter based on the principle of doing less than doing more, but Zhang Dayu was obviously not ready to give up.
"I hate you the most, those of you who are so superior and dictating, as if you can decide everyone's life and death...dog pigs!"
"Kill!" Zhang Dayu waved his hand with a livid face.
Anyone who is described as a pig or a dog will not be in a good mood. What's more, whether he surrenders or submits, Zhang Dayu still has royal blood.
After hearing the order, the guards raised their swords and screamed for a while.
The moment the bloody smell spread, Ling Muyun forgot all about Lai Jiu and his mother Zang Zhuo's kind words.
The true energy circulates, and the right foot is wiped behind the ground, and the power of thunder and lightning overflows throughout the body.
The next second, he dodged Wang Mu's axe, struck the nearest guard with a palm thunder, and saved a caravan man.
Wang Mu struck the air with an axe, and saw the guard falling to the ground with a muffled sound, his eyes seemed to be on fire.
He quickly stepped to catch up, swung his ax and swept towards Ling Muyun with a roar.
If this ax hits the body firmly, not to mention the thunder method to protect the body, even the master's possession will be cut off at the waist.
Ling Muyun saw that he could not dodge, and he had no time to use the thunder in his palm. He jumped into the air and stepped on the axe.
Then he stretched out his big hand and hit Wang Mu's face with a "big slap" with lightning, as if to extinguish the fire in his eyes.
Then Ling Muyun turned sideways, climbed over Wang Mu's head, and rushed towards Zhang Dayu.
Wang Mu, who was caught off guard, staggered and lost his support, and then knelt on the ground. He couldn't understand why this young man attacked so hard and defeated him with just one move.
Zhang Dayu was also very human. When he saw the thunder in Ling Muyun's palm, his left palm flew up and down, and a curtain of water blocked him.
The thunder in the palm touched the water curtain, causing ripples, but they never broke.
"Dingbei Ling family! It's a pity that Ling Tianjun's reputation is just a reputation, and his descendants have long since fallen out of favor!" Zhang Dayu made a gesture of holding a pen with his right hand, as if he was writing.
As the stroke of the pen paused, a word "Ling" appeared on the water curtain: "Water stacked three layers: know the soul!"
The third level of water stacking is the technique that made King Wu Zhang Gui famous. The first level of recognition of names is like a mountain pressing down on the body, the second level of recognition of people is like falling into an abyss, and the third level of recognition of souls is like suffering from reincarnation.
The three levels of water stacking rely on the use of momentum. If there is a mountain, it will be one level, and if there is an abyss, it will be two levels. When both are absent, the third level can exert its greatest power.
"Know the soul!"
"Know the soul!"
Ling Zi turned into mist and rushed into Ling Muyun's body, but the invincible technique was ineffective at this moment.
The scene that was supposed to involve crying or kneeling down to beg for mercy did not happen, so Zhang Dayu thought there was something wrong with the technique and used it twice more.
This operation made Ling Muyun a little confused: he couldn't dodge the menacing water mist, but he felt refreshed! Is it possible that Zhang Dayu has a special hobby? Are you ready to make your opponent comfortable?
