The royal capital, Zhang family.
When Qin Luo walked into the inner city, the guards on both sides did not stop him. There were festive red lanterns hanging outside the doors of each major family, and there was laughter and laughter in the yard.
Only the Zhang family had its door closed, and it was deserted outside. There were not even lanterns, making it look a bit desolate.
Qin Luo came to the door of Zhang's house. He knocked on the door for a long time before footsteps could be heard in the yard.
"Who?"
"Dragon and Tiger Temple, Qin Luo."
The young man opened the door. When he saw Qin Luo, he couldn't help showing a panicked expression, "Taoist Master, my grandpa is mentally disturbed. He just made an offensive statement. Please forgive me."
The young man thought Qin Luo was here to punish him, so he knelt down towards Qin Luo, but was lifted up by a breeze.
Qin Luo said with a kind smile, "I know a little bit about medical skills, and I'm here to help your grandfather see a doctor."
"What does the Taoist want?"
"I do not want anything."
The young man breathed a sigh of relief, but he was not happy, "Taoist Priest, please come in quickly."
When Qin Luo walked into Zhang's house, he felt a strange aura. The young man bowed and saluted, "Taoist priest, my name is Zhang Shouyi. Many elders and strong men in the city have treated my grandfather, but they have no clue."
Zhang Shouyi knew that Qin Luo had good intentions, but he didn't believe that he could treat Zhang Youwei.
Qin Luo saw strands of black thread inside the Zhang family. It would be difficult to detect it without walking into the Zhang family and taking a closer look. The source of these black threads was deep in the Zhang family.
"Can you take me to that courtyard to see it?"
Qin Luo pointed to the yard deep in the Zhang family.
Zhang Shouyi was a little surprised, "Taoist Master, that is my Zhang family ancestral hall, outsiders are not allowed to enter."
Qin Luo stared in the direction of the Zhang family ancestral hall, his eyes slightly focused, "If the evil things inside can't be eliminated, the Zhang family will probably not be too far away from being exterminated."
Zhang Shouyi looked shocked, but he quickly calmed down and said, "Taoist Priest, I am not qualified to take outsiders to the ancestral hall. Only my grandfather is qualified to make the decision."
"There are no other elders in your family?"
Zhang Shouyi said with a sad expression: "My father died early, my mother returned to her parents' home, and my great-grandmother left last winter. Now my grandfather and I are the only ones in the Zhang family."
Qin Luo frowned slightly. During the Chinese New Year, the master mentioned his grandmother, who was probably Zhang Shouyi's great-grandmother. "Is there anyone in the Zhang family named Zhang Lin?"
"No."
Zhang Shou shook his head.
Qin Luo heard Wan'er say that the Zhang family was living a good life, but there was no living person in the huge yard. He whispered: "Why is there no maid in the Zhang family?"
Zhang Shouyi laughed at himself: "The people in the capital say that our Zhang family is cursed. Ordinary people dare not come to the Zhang family. We are also afraid that innocent people will really be cursed."
"I see."
Qin Luo followed Zhang Shouyi to the courtyard where Zhang Youwei lived. There were many paintings on the walls of the courtyard, depicting the ruined royal capital with countless creatures lying in a pool of blood.
Zhang Shouyi smiled bitterly and said: "After my grandfather got sick, he liked to talk nonsense. He would always draw some weird things because the sky was falling and people were dying."
Qin Luo actually felt that the picture was somewhat real.
Zhang Shouyi took Qin Luo to Zhang Youwei's room. There were no candles in the room and it was relatively dark.
After Qin Luo walked into the room.
Soon moonlight filled the room.
As soon as Zhang Shou saw the room suddenly light up, he knew that Qin Luo was not simple, and hope appeared in his eyes.
Qin Luo looked at Zhang Youwei lying on the bed and said softly: "There is nothing wrong with Mr. Zhang's health."
"Everyone said that my grandfather had a brain problem, and they couldn't do anything about it." Zhang Shouyi shook his head helplessly.
Qin Luo's fingers fell on Zhang Youwei's eyebrows, and his consciousness appeared in Zhang Youwei's sea of consciousness. A faint light surrounded Qin Luo's consciousness, but was dispersed by the golden light outside Qin Luo's body.
Zhang Youwei's sea of consciousness is like a black lake. There is only a glimmer of light left in the sea of consciousness. That is his only remaining consciousness. If it is delayed for a while, Zhang Youwei will go completely crazy.
"The golden light appears quickly, follow me to exorcise evil spirits!"
Qin Luo gave an order.
His consciousness emitted bright golden light, and the darkness in Zhang Youwei's sea of consciousness was dispelled. In the blink of an eye, the sea of consciousness turned into a golden lake, and Zhang Youwei's figure appeared in the sea of consciousness.
Zhang Shouyi looked at them nervously.
The moment Qin Luo took his hand back, Zhang Youwei opened his eyes suddenly, sat up and gasped.
"grandfather!"
Zhang Shouyi exclaimed.
Zhang Youwei looked at Zhang Shouyi who was approaching, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a pleased look on his face: "Shouyi, I have worked hard for you these years."
"This is what a grandson should do." Zhang Shouyi wiped away tears at first, then laughed out loud.
Zhang Youwei looked at Qin Luo, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Taoist Priest, for saving your life."
Qin Luo bowed and said respectfully: "Senior Zhang, do you know Zhang Lin?"
Zhang Youwei's eyes widened, he nodded, and sighed softly: "My eldest brother's son is named Zhang Lin, but he left the Zhang family many years ago and is missing now."
Zhang Youwei didn't hide anything. He just saw Qin Luo appearing in his sea of consciousness. If Qin Luo was willing, he could spy on all his secrets just now.
Qin Luo was sure that the master was Zhang Lin, "Senior, I want to go to the Zhang Family Ancestral Hall."
"Can."
"I'll take you."
Zhang Shouyi helped Zhang Youwei get up, "Taoist Priest, don't you know how to call me?"
Qin Luo smiled and said: "Junior Qin Luo comes from Longhu Temple. My master's name is Zhang Fulong. His original name should be Zhang Lin."
"What?!"
Zhang Youwei looked shocked.
Unexpectedly, Qin Luo was Zhang Lin's apprentice.
On the way to the ancestral hall, Qin Luo talked about Zhang Fulong's current situation, "After receiving the letter from the Zhang family, Master failed to come back due to some special reasons."
"All the children of our Zhang family are suffering."
Although Zhang Youwei is crazy, he knows everything that happened to the Zhang family. "We have never written a letter to Longhu Temple. No one knows Zhang Lin's whereabouts after leaving the royal capital."
Qin Luo frowned slightly.
That letter was probably written by the Imperial Master.
Zhang Youwei's eyes dimmed, "All the heirs of our Zhang family are short-lived. If we want to live longer, we can only cultivate, but as long as we practice, we will go crazy. There is no solution."
Qin Luo felt that the master's symptoms were different from Zhang Youwei's. The master was normal most of the time. "Senior, I want to know why the master left the Zhang family?"
Zhang Youwei sighed, "Well, many years ago, rumors spread in the capital. They said that the Emperor Star would appear in the Zhang family, and the Zhang family became the target of public criticism."
"At that time, the youngest of the Zhang family was Zhang Lin. We drove him out of the Zhang family because we wanted to leave a legacy for the Zhang family." Zhang Youwei said with emotion: "Thinking about it now, it feels ridiculous. The Emperor Star did not appear, and the Holy Spirit did not appear. I don’t blame the Zhang family.”
The Zhang family ancestral hall was filled with gloomy wind. Scarlet lanterns were hung outside the ancestral hall, and the hall was deserted.
Zhang Shouyi stood outside the ancestral hall.
Zhang Youwei and Qin Luo walked into the ancestral hall.
Qin Luo looked at the highest tablet. There was no writing on it, "Senior, whose tablet belongs to him?"
Looking at the unmarked tablet high up, Zhang Youwei's eyes were bright and he had pride on his face, "That is the ancestor of our Zhang family. He is a true saint and an emperor's master. He has sacrificed a lot for Daxia. In the end, Disappear, life or death unknown.”
A golden light appeared on the soles of Qin Luo's feet, and the golden light enveloped the ancestral hall. There was a stone brick on the ground emitting a faint light.
Zhang Youwei looked at the stone brick that emitted a faint light. It was the place where the descendants of the Zhang family knelt down to worship their ancestors.
A ray of light emerged from the ground, turning into a ferocious ghost face and rushing towards Qin Luo, but Qin Luo slapped him away.
Zhang Youwei frowned, he was a little curious, "Dao Zhang Qin, what was that just now?"
Qin Luo frowned slightly, "This is witchcraft, a very vicious witchcraft. Do the Zhang family have any enemies?"
Zhang Youwei frowned as he thought about something, "My ancestor broke the evil sacrifices and suppressed the witchcraft. He didn't kill all the witchcraft. I didn't expect that they would do this to the Zhang family."
Qin Luo had contact with the witch sect. He met the witch Jiang Li and felt that she was a kind girl. She and her tribe were guarding the demons outside the territory and protecting the people around them.
"Those who perform witchcraft on the Zhang family are no ordinary people." Qin Luo sensed the existence of the power of cause and effect in the witchcraft, and the picture Zhang Youwei saw may be related to the power of cause and effect.
When Qin Luo was thinking.
Zhang Shouyi suddenly rushed into the ancestral hall. He looked frightened and said: "Grandpa, look at the sky."
Zhang Youwei and Qin Luo walked out of the ancestral hall, and a purple star appeared in the sky, extremely dazzling.
