Chapter 167: Uncle and nephew talk about the secrets of heart, meet old friends at a luxurious banquet (Part 1)

"Grandpa San, there is a legend in my hometown that said that whenever it was thunder and rain, a small flag would be hung at 94 zhang. Is this story true?" The little niece Zhang Jing asked me third uncle Zhang Youfu.

Uncle San was a little stunned when he heard Zhang Jing’s question, shook his head and smiled, “You girl, you know a lot!”

Even after I heard Zhang Jing ask this question, my heart moved. Uncle San said the grudges of the three families of 94 zhang, Liu and Yang. Will Uncle San also tell the origin of the Xuanhuang Banner? Looking forward to it!

"This is a matter of course." Uncle San replied: "And that little flag was also kept by our Zhang family. Unfortunately, in the 1970s, a few more people in our Zhang family died because of this flag. Alas...!" Uncle San sighed after saying that, perhaps because he remembered some unhappy things.

For a moment, the room became quiet.

After a while, I couldn't help but ask Uncle San, "Uncle San, do you know the origin of that little flag?"

Uncle San glanced at me, then frowned and said, "The little flag had existed when I was very young. As for its origin, I don't know."

Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but feel disappointed. Even the third uncle, who is the leader of our nine-four-zhang Zhang family, didn't know the origin of the Xuanhuang Banner. Is there no record of the Xuanhuang Banner in our genealogy? How could it be?

"At that time, the few who lost their lives because of Xuanhuang Banner all said that the little flag was the magic weapon of the gods. Moreover, they practiced Taoism and meditated every day, but in the end, they were beaten to death by others."

Uncle San said to me with a sad tone: "Santong, those are your grandfather's brothers, my uncle. After your grandfather passed away, do you think I really made the Zhang family break the Yin-Yang road because I didn't have 'Yin and Yang' to work in the Dharma field? No, so many things happened to our Zhang family one after another. Those who died of life brought disaster to their families are all people who are very obsessed with practicing Taoism and superstition. Therefore, your third uncle, I have to stop letting the Zhang family be Yin-Yang anymore."

Finally, Uncle San also said to me: "According to the old people of ninety-four feet, our Zhang family ended up like this, because the Liu family made a curse, but your grandfather said that it is not only our Zhang family, but the Liu family can make curses, and most of the people who can invite great gods in the Yang family die because of their lives. It seems that our three families have been cursed by God..."

After hearing what the third uncle said, I also vaguely knew why my father drove me out of ninety-four feet. I don’t know whether those who could spell curses died or not. But I have heard of the Yang family. A few of them died of blood when they invited the great god. They said they were cursed by God. It seems that there is some reason. That is because the changes in the way of heaven cannot understand the heart of heaven.

Then, the little niece Zhang Jing pestered Uncle San to tell a lot of legends about Wolong Mountain and Jiusizhang, as well as many ghost stories that I am familiar with. Zhang Jing didn't blink, but Zhang Fei, the boy, interjected from time to time, said superstition, absolute superstition, and nothing scientifically based on it.

..., for a whole day, none of us went out and chatted in the villa. The lunch was cooked by servants. I don’t know if it was a habit or to take care of my third uncle and I. My cousin’s lunch was all authentic Chinese dishes.

In the evening, Zhang Jing and Zhang Fei drove away from the farm and said they were going to attend a party at a classmate's house in the town. My sister-in-law had a rest early, and my cousin, Uncle San and I entered my cousin's study.

I took out a big box, my cousin put it in front of me, opened it, and it was obvious from the brocade traces inside that it was a box that placed the sword, but the sword inside was no longer there.

In an instant, I understood the reason why Uncle San asked me to come here was related to the dragon-shaped sword, and it seemed that the dragon-shaped sword was gone.

Sure enough, Uncle San spoke to me first, "Santong, do you still remember the sword that Fuhong gave me? I gave it to your cousin last year, but now, the sword is gone." Uncle San looked very sorry for the loss of the sword.

Cousin Zhang De said on the side: "After Uncle San gave me the sword, I will play with it for a while every night." When he said this, his cousin glanced at me and said: "I heard that Santong, you are also a cultivator. That sword is a magic weapon."

Magic weapon? Haha, it's true. Unfortunately, I was pitiful when I got it, and I gave it to my cousin without checking it carefully. It was occasionally washed out from the treasure of Queen Mother of the West. Of course, it was not as simple as a sword. In fact, even if I found that it was a magic weapon, I was afraid I would give it to someone.

My cousin also knows that I am a cultivator? Think about it, among the Chinese cultivators, there are probably not many people who don’t know that I, Zhang Santong, are not surprised to know with my cousin’s energy.

"Did Zhang Jing and Zhang Fei take it out to play?" I asked my cousin casually.

"No." My cousin looked at me, then looked at my third uncle, and said, "On the night when the sword was lost, our whole family was there. Your sister-in-law and the others all fell into a coma strangely, but I felt a black smoke wrapping the villa. My mind was shocked and my body couldn't move at all. After the black fog disappeared, the sword disappeared."

Black fog? What is that? When I heard my cousin’s narration, my brows jumped, and then I carefully checked the entire villa with my innate soul consciousness. I didn’t find any breath left by the black fog. But my cousin had no reason to lie. What kind of powerful existence is it? Is it the demon who escaped from the 9/11 incident?

"I asked Uncle San to come here this time just to ask if you can find the sword." The cousin continued: "Since I got the sword, some friends have seen it. Several of them seem to be cultivators. I can't see their depth at all. They look like legendary vampires. I doubt they are..."

Shocked! Vampire? After my cousin's description, the scene of stealing the sword seems to be something that ordinary vampires can do... This idea just flashed through my mind and didn't say it out, because I was not sure.

"In two days, there will be a dinner party, and they will attend it. You can go and have a look at it when the time comes." My cousin said to me in a negotiation tone.

I nodded and said, "Okay."

Anyway, there is no major thing recently. Let’s see if it is a vampire. I have seen many cultivators in the East, but I have never seen any vampires. Should I catch a few of them in my Xuanhuang Realm and farm for me? Oh, when did I become so evil? Haha! I think so. To be honest, I am not very interested in that thing.

"Santong, I heard that you started practicing Taoism in 1998?"

My cousin asked me, "I remember that year was the year when your grandfather passed away." It seems that as a monk, my cousin was very interested in when I practiced Taoism.

I casually said, "Yes, after my grandfather passed away, I found a small flag in his relics."

"ah!"

"Little flag?"

When Uncle San and his cousin heard my words, they immediately stood up in surprise and looked at each other.

"Yes." I smiled casually and said, "After I got that little flag, I began to practice Taoism."

Hearing my answer, Uncle San and his cousin did not immediately ask me about the later process of practicing Taoism, but instead became silent. After a while, Uncle San patted his head and suddenly stood up, and said to me and my cousin: "It's getting late, I'll go and rest first, let's talk slowly!"

There is something strange! I don’t know why, but after I told me that I got the little flag, my cousin was shocked, but Uncle San’s expression was a little strange. As for why, I couldn’t guess. It seemed that Uncle San knew something, but his avoidance was obviously not going to talk about this issue again.

After Uncle San left his cousin's study, I also planned to get up and leave, but my cousin said, "Santong, I have heard about you."

Oh! I suppressed the idea of ​​getting up and listened to my cousin saying something.

My cousin said to me dejectedly: "I guess you can see that I am a cultivator. I wonder if I can give me some advice? I have been in my current state for many years and have made no progress at all."

I sighed in my heart, how should I tell my cousin about the change of the way of heaven? I am lazy, I am really lazy, and I am lazy and have a long and long discussion. In fact, I have no idea of ​​hiding my own selfishness. After thinking about it, I said to my cousin: "Close your eyes."

My cousin immediately did what he said. I waved my hand and made several magic tricks, instilling all my understanding of the way of heaven into his divine palace. After finishing this action, I saw my cousin's changing face from time to time, and quietly left the study and returned to the guest room.

I was thinking randomly, and the secret of the grievances of the Zhang, Yang and Liu families hidden in my heart was revealed, but the origin of Xuanhuang Banner is still unclear. Even if I try hard to find out, I don’t know where to start. Forget it, everything depends on timing and chance. Maybe this doubt will be solved in the future.

After calming down my mood, I began to practice, and felt in a daze, and felt that there was something in the world, and it was dark and dark. I captured the mysterious and true essence, the image of the dragon that existed, the shape of the tiger that existed, the soul that opened and closed, and the luck that returned to the wind and luck, and mixed the creation of all gods that seized the heaven and earth and the supreme way.
Chapter completed!