Chapter 52 The Evil Daughter Who Was Driven Away
Zhang Xiaojia woke up in the bedroom in the small courtyard, washed up, and after seeing the note, she was going crazy. Did she think the old man was joking?
These bastards abandoned her.
They asked her to walk back to Longhu Mountain from Sichuan, which is 1,716 kilometers.
The reason was that the mini thunderbolt above her head disappeared, and the thunder started to roar all around again, and now it even roared at night. The sect was small and could not afford the magic weapon to protect her from being struck by thunder.
They provided her with a month's supply of food and a month's supply of fruit, three pairs of shoes, many sets of clothes, warmth-keeping charms and lightness charms, and a map, and told her to follow the route, especially marking the place where the small courtyard could be built.
Zhang Xiaojia looked at the map, and the Dream-Eating Tapir also looked at the map. He said, "Jia Jia, I've memorized it. I'll be your navigation!"
Zhang Xiaojia thought for a moment and said, "Okay. Can you tell the time?"
The Dream-Eating Tapir nodded.
In fact, yesterday, when the Heavenly Father bestowed merits, he did not give her any merits, especially when he knew that she was the first to attract the thunder to attack the evil spirits of the Japanese army. The old man's face looked unhappy and he almost vomited blood. The old man looked at her with regret and was so angry that he hit her with a stick.
Zhang Xiaojia put on her backpack, a cross-body bag, and a small waist bag, affixed warmth and lightness charms to herself, put on sunglasses, and picked up the tablet.
The dream-eating tapir turned into a miniature and jumped onto her shoulder.
When Zhang Xiaojia went out, she saw her wild man.
He Fei pulled her hand and signaled her to stop.
He Fei pointed at her shoelaces. Zhang Xiaojia was about to squat down, but was stopped by He Fei. Zhang Xiaojia watched as He Fei half-knelt to tie her shoelaces.
"Won't it hurt if you were struck by lightning? Will your cultivation be damaged?" Zhang Xiaojia asked worriedly.
He Fei shook his head. He held her hand and walked with her for ten minutes before disappearing.
He Fei stayed by her side invisibly.
Zhang Xiaojia glanced at the direction where He Fei was invisible. This guy had been following them when they were accompanying the heroic soul to look at the beautiful scenery.
Silly boy, she has amnesia, not an idiot.
She knew what the wild man was thinking. He felt that when she had caused the thunder to bomb the Japanese evil spirits, he was not by her side, leaving her to bear it alone.
Nonsense!!!
He is the Ghost King of the underworld. If he comes and takes the souls of the evil Japanese soldiers to the underworld, she will never forgive him.
The Long March was 25,000 miles long. Can the road there be compared to the road now?
Besides, she hasn't gone that far yet?
This time, just listen to the old man and go back honestly.
The dream-eating tapir on her shoulder said, "We've reached the spot marked on the map where we can put the courtyard. You're an hour ahead of schedule."
Zhang Xiaojia took out the small courtyard, enlarged it, and went straight into the courtyard.
Zhang Xiaojia took out his lunch box and started eating. According to the time marked by his elder brother, he could still take a nap in the afternoon.
Zhang Xiaojia suddenly missed her father. Although she could not remember anything about her and her father, the weather was getting colder. She wondered if her father had any clothes to change into?
Zhang Tiancheng looked at the last sky-covering talisman in his hand and it seemed that he could not escape.
It’s not that he didn’t want to go back, but the time was still short. For the sake of his daughter’s soul, he still used forbidden techniques. The old man’s beatings still hurt a lot.
Fortunately, my daughter's soul has been recovered.
However, the old man and Zhengyi had different intentions and sent these little brats to capture him.
I look down on him so much...
Being caught by a few juniors, how can I still save my face?
Zhang Tiancheng was speechless when he saw the little ones falling into the trap.
Zhang Xiaoxi sat in the trap, looking at these idiots speechlessly. He had told them not to take it lightly.
"Third Uncle, the little idiot has lost his memory, did you know?"
When Zhang Tiancheng heard this, he knew it was a sequelae...
"Uncle Third Master, add me on WeChat and I can send you the photo of the little idiot." As long as you add him, he will definitely implant a positioning system into Uncle Third Master's phone.
Zhang Tiancheng added the WeChat account and looked at the message sent.
He simply hacked Zhang Xiaoxi's phone.
Zhang Tiancheng taunted, "Do you think I'm an old antique? When I was playing with these, you little bastards were still wetting the bed."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoxi took his anger out on these fellow Taoists from different sects of the Zhengyi Dao. Could they please stop pretending to be unconscious? They had been told there was a trap, yet they still jumped in? It was the same trap, and the simplest one at that. He was so pissed off.
He watched Zhang Tiancheng take away their magical weapons and spoils.
Zhang Tiancheng said with a smile, "Xiao Xizi, remember not to bully your sister, or I will cut you~"
Seeing that it was unsafe for these little cubs to stay in the trap, he set up nine protective arrays outside so that they would not be hurt if paralyzed inside. He is really a good uncle.
Zhang Tiancheng looked at the money in his hand and went to buy cigarettes first, and then some clothes and food. He had wronged the old man. The old man asked them to come and bring him equipment.
The old man is such a good father!
He is not bad, he is also a good father, I wonder if my daughter misses him~
Zhang Xiaojia set off as soon as she tidied up the small courtyard. A woman followed her along the way, following her in amazement. Song Qingqing looked at the woman in front of her, holding the tablet, accompanied by thunder. Was this real thunder?
Song Qingqing followed Zhang Xiaojia all the way to his next destination. She saw him pull out a model courtyard. The small model courtyard began to expand and grow at a visible speed! In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a real three-sided courtyard, standing before her eyes. Song Qingqing's eyes widened, she couldn't believe what she saw. It was completely beyond her previous understanding.
Song Qingqing sent a voice message to Luo Tingyuan: "Ayuan, did I see your sister Zhang Xiaojia? I sent you the video and location."
After the meeting, Luo Tingyuan saw Song Qingqing's message. When he opened it, he saw that it was really Zhang Xiaojia, his sister.
Luo Tingyuan immediately replied: Thank you, Miss Song, I understand.
Song Qingqing: It’s okay, I’ll keep watch for you.
Luo Tingyuan: No need, you go back and rest first. Thank you again, I will handle the rest. Please don’t go to Zhang Xiaojia, I will do it myself, thank you.
Luo Tingyuan first asked someone for help, and watched over Zhang Xiaojia while Song Qingqing was there. If Zhang Xiaojia left, he could follow her and not get lost.
Three days ago, he received a package and when he opened it, he saw a small wooden box inside. It was written on it that it should be forwarded to Zhang Xiaojia, but he did not open it.
Since Luo Tingyuan is in the prosperous city of Beijing, the airspace approval process here is relatively efficient. As long as the application is submitted during normal working hours, it usually only takes half an hour to get approval.
Fortunately, it was during working hours. Luo Tingyuan submitted his application for helicopter use and anxiously awaited the approval result. Time passed minute by minute, and finally, the approval notice reached Luo Tingyuan.
His helicopter will take off on time at 8 o'clock in the evening. His anxious heart finally settled down a little. It is not easy to actually reach where Zhang Xiaojia is.
After leaving the airport, we had to drive a long distance to reach Zhang Xiaojia's courtyard. It was already three o'clock in the morning.
Song Qingqing stood quietly, her eyes fixed on the front, patiently waiting for Luo Tingyuan's arrival. When she saw the familiar figure approaching, a happy smile immediately broke out on her face, and she waved at him excitedly.
When Luo Tingyuan came closer, before he could say anything, Song Qingqing couldn't wait to say, "Ayuan, let's go! Go and knock on the door." However, Luo Tingyuan frowned slightly when he heard this, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his heart.
He stared at Song Qingqing and said, "Miss Song, don't you know it's rude to knock on someone else's door at this time? Especially in the dead of night when everyone is asleep."
After hearing this, Song Qingqing's eyes revealed a look of heartache for Luo Tingyuan. She quickly explained, "But A'yuan, you traveled all the way from the distant Sijiu City just to find her. In comparison, you're the one who's worked the hardest! It's just a little bit of disturbing her rest. What's the big deal?"
Faced with Song Qingqing's words, Luo Tingyuan still shook his head firmly to express his disagreement.
He slowly spoke, "I went through so much trouble to come find her, but it was a choice I made willingly. And Zhang Xiaojia didn't ask me to do this, so no matter how hard it is, it's my own business. Besides, I'm not used to disturbing others in the middle of the night. It's really too late now, I'll arrange for my assistant to take you home first and have a good rest." After that, he patted Song Qingqing's shoulder gently, signaling her not to say anything more.
Song Qingqing's eyes widened as she stared at Luo Tingyuan, who looked determined. Her anger instantly ignited. Her chest heaved with rage, her lips trembling as she spoke, "Ah Yuan, how could you be so heartless? I've been waiting here for you, wholeheartedly helping you protect Zhang Xiaojia, not daring to slack off even for a moment. And you, on the other hand, treat me with such indifference! Are all my efforts worthless in your eyes? You really break my heart!"
Facing Song Qingqing's accusations, Luo Tingyuan remained expressionless and responded coldly: "I told you clearly as early as four o'clock in the afternoon to go back and have a good rest. Moreover, I have already arranged reliable people to come and guard my sister. All this was done by you who insisted on staying. As for other things, I have never asked you to help with anything. However, I still want to thank you again for providing my sister's address. I will definitely return this favor to you." After that, he turned around and went to the car without looking at Song Qingqing again.
When Song Qingqing saw Luo Tingyuan turn around and get into the car, she also left angrily.
Luo Tingyuan feels that everyone around him is weird!!!
At 8:30 in the morning, seeing that Zhang Xiaojia had not come out, Luo Tingyuan went to knock on the door.
Zhang Xiaojia looked at the man in front of her. He was wearing a suit and tie, looking like a domineering boss, but why couldn't she see his face clearly?
"Brother? Uncle? A member of the Zhang family? Or the person who gave me life?" Zhang Xiaojia called out tentatively.
Zhang Xiaoqi lied to her and said that he was a fellow disciple of hers, and she couldn't see his face clearly. Later she found out that he was the one who gave her longevity. She couldn't see his face clearly, and the man in front of her was also the one who read her face, so he must be a fellow disciple or a fellow Taoist.
Luo Tingyuan smiled and said, "I am your elder brother by blood, Luo Tingyuan."
Zhang Xiaojia was extremely surprised!
Why didn't her father cut off his relationship with her!
What kind of formation is that ghost refining formation?
"Come in!"
Luo Tingyuan followed Zhang Xiaojia and slowly walked into her living room. As soon as they stepped into the space, a strong classical atmosphere hit them in the face.
The entire living room is elegantly and exquisitely decorated, transporting one back to the home of a prominent ancient family. The neatly arranged furniture is particularly striking. Upon closer inspection, it's revealed that each piece is meticulously crafted from the finest rosewood!
The deep, noble color and delicate grain of rosewood highlight its preciousness and rarity. Each piece of furniture is meticulously crafted, with flowing, natural lines and breathtaking craftsmanship. From tables and chairs to screens and display shelves, each is a masterpiece of exquisite craftsmanship.
Looking at the luxurious rosewood furniture before him, Luo Tingyuan couldn't help but wonder: With such elegant decor, how could those people think Zhang Xiaojia was unruly and petty? He couldn't understand why his parents had such an opinion. Were they simply jumping to conclusions based on superficial appearances? Thinking of this, Luo Tingyuan greatly underestimated his parents' stupidity...
Zhang Xiaojia made him some tea and asked, "Do you know my father, Zhang San?"
Luo Tingyuan shook his head and said, "I don't know him."
Zhang Xiaojia took out his phone and sent a group message: "Brothers, uncles, and uncles. Besides Zhang San, what other name is my father?"
Three seconds later, the old man asked her to join a group chat.
There's no need to ask, they won't tell her what her father's name is.
Zhang Xiaojia sneered and went to stay at the old man's house when he got home, letting Tianlei cause trouble for his house.
Zhang Xiaojia looked at Luo Tingyuan and asked, "Do you know anyone named Zhang? Who asked you to give me a long life six years ago?" No one else would tell her, so she could only ask him.
Luo Tingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, lost in memories of that mysterious night six years ago. Back then, he was deep in sleep when he was suddenly awakened. When he opened his sleepy eyes, he discovered two strange, young men in his bedroom.
One of them asked expressionlessly, "Your sister's life is hanging by a thread, and she urgently needs you to sacrifice half a year of your life for her. Are you willing to do so?"
Hearing this, Luo Tingyuan blurted out without any hesitation: "Is half a year enough? If not, I don't mind giving you more." As if all this was taken for granted.
The next thing he knew was that everything went black, and his eyes were covered by a black cloth. He then felt himself being led along a long, dark, and eerie path. A creepy atmosphere filled the air, and strange noises could be heard from time to time.
Finally, they stopped at a place. Although his eyes were covered, Luo Tingyuan could still sense that there seemed to be a huge formation around him.
When the blindfold was removed, he was surprised to find many people gathered here, all standing quietly in the formation. Even more peculiar, he noticed that each person had a different number under their feet, and his corresponding number was 180.
The whole process lasted less than two hours. If he had not unexpectedly found a wound patch on his hand when he woke up the next day, he would probably have doubted whether everything he experienced last night was real.
Looking back, there were two main reasons why he agreed to the other party's request without hesitation. First, it was his own sister who was in danger, and as a brother, he naturally had no choice but to help. Second, he was simply attracted by the appearance of the person who came to inquire.
Luo Tingyuan is also smart. Since no one responded to Jia Jia's message just now, it means that she doesn't know the truth of the matter. There is no need for her to know it, so as not to feel burdened after knowing it.
"I don't think anyone I know with the surname Zhang is a Taoist priest." Luo Tingyuan said, took out the wooden box and handed it to Zhang Xiaojia, saying, "Three days ago, I received a package with a message on it saying it was for you."
After looking at the package, Zhang Xiaojia opened it immediately. Inside was a formation and a book. She felt really disgusted and uncomfortable. She picked up the book and saw that it was a ghost refining formation.
Zhang Xiaojia knocked on the table. She had just wanted to take a look at the ghost formation when she got it immediately. This strange coincidence made Zhang Xiaojia feel puzzled. She vaguely felt that there seemed to be an invisible thread that always controlled the direction of things.
Recalling what her eldest brother had said, her father was about to be struck by nine thunderbolts. There was no doubt that her father had no merit at all. If he was really struck by the thunderbolts, he would probably die on the spot!
The reason she suffered the calamity of heavenly thunder was entirely due to the partiality of Heaven and He Fei's full protection. Fortunately, she had a certain amount of merit, and because of this, Heaven allowed her to take the three heavenly thunders in her father's place. This way, at least her father would not die.
Now a forbidden formation has appeared - the Ghost Refining Formation. Will something bad happen after she reads this book?
Zhang Xiaojia still felt compelled to trust her own feelings. This thing made her feel sick and uncomfortable. Without hesitation, she quickly pulled out a fire talisman from her bosom, muttering something. A flash of fire instantly erupted from the talisman, like a ferocious fire dragon swooping down towards the forbidden formation. Instantly, a blazing flame engulfed the entire box, intensifying until, in a short while, the entire box was a sea of fire, crackling with flames.
She didn't do anything unnecessary. She just wanted to save her father's life now, and then live a life of idleness and waiting for death in Tianyi Sect, and be with He Fei in the future. She didn't have so many requirements.
When all the formations and books in the box were burned to ashes.
A Taoist priest on the other side vomited blood and felt a sharp pain, as if countless sharp blades were cutting his body.
He struggled to get up, but the force became stronger and stronger, binding him tightly. The Taoist's face showed an expression of fear and despair, and he knew that he could not escape.
"Tianzun, save me."
The Heavenly Master sitting in the upper seat looked at him indifferently, and a flash of interest appeared in his eyes as he watched the Taoist priest breathe his last so quickly.
Zhang Xiaojia and Zhang Tiancheng don't believe that you two have no weaknesses.
She didn't care whether Zhang Xiaojia had any weaknesses or not, but she wanted to get rid of the man in front of her. She said, "Thank you for bringing me this wooden box. This is the amulet I gave you."
Luo Tingyuan took out the jade pendant from his neck and said jokingly, "This jade pendant should be better than this talisman paper!"
Zhang Xiaojia looked at the jade pendant on his neck. This was a protective jade pendant made by his junior uncle. This man was lying with his eyes open. He clearly knew the Zhang family.
Zhang Xiaojia couldn't just say, "I owe you a favor and I'll pay you back when I have the chance."
Luo Tingyuan shook his head and said, "No need. I'm your elder brother, and it's my duty to help you."
Seeing Zhang Xiaojia's face full of resistance, he continued, "There is only me, not the Luo family. If you don't want to recognize the Luo family, then don't recognize it. If you break off, then break off. I don't ask you to get along with other people in the Luo family."
After hearing this, Zhang Xiaojia felt that it was okay. If she wanted to get along with the Luo family, she would probably give them bad luck talismans every day. "Okay."
After Zhang Xiaojia had prepared everything, he was struck by lightning as soon as he went out. He folded up the small courtyard and put it in the bag, which made Luo Tingyuan's eyes pop out. Is this Taoism?
Luo Tingyuan said tentatively, "Get in the car???"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaojia raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a slightly playful smile, and replied: "I guess so. But your car is not blessed by any magical tools. If you sit in it, it might break down in minutes! Besides, look across the street, there is a woman staring at you." As she spoke, she pointed to a luxury car parked across the street.
Luo Tingyuan looked in the direction Zhang Xiaojia pointed, and sure enough, he saw a pretty woman sitting in the car opposite.
His expression instantly turned grim. He shook his head helplessly and explained, "Alas, after she saw you yesterday, she immediately contacted me. That's why I hurried all the way from Forty-Nine City."
Zhang Xiaojia studied the woman with great interest. After a moment, she frowned slightly and said to Luo Tingyuan seriously, "In my opinion, this woman has a rather extreme personality. She's definitely not the one for you. You'd better stay away from her and try to avoid any involvement with her."
Luo Tingyuan frankly said, "I don't like women, and I've explained that to her, but she thinks she can change my sexual orientation."
Zhang Xiaojia was speechless.
Luo Tingyuan accompanied Zhang Xiaojia for a whole morning and his legs were sore.
Zhang Xiaojia was secretly laughing. The Dream-Eating Tapir said, "Jiajia, rest here. The map says you can rest here for two days. I told you to live stream."
Only then did Luo Tingyuan notice the dream-eating tapir poking out of Zhang Xiaojia's pocket. The corners of his mouth twitched as he asked, "Is this a machine, something technological?"
Zhang Xiaojia said mischievously, "Mythical beast, the dream-eating tapir."
The Dream-Eating Tapir boasted, "Hey~~Human, are you scared by nightmares? You can ask this divine beast for help."
Zhang Xiaojia had just put the yard down, and as soon as they entered, someone knocked on the door. She came out and saw Song Qingqing looking at her.
Zhang Xiaojia said calmly, "What's the matter?"
Song Qingqing pointed at the sign that hadn't been taken down yet and said, "I want a fortune-teller."
She didn't want to count "Okay, the rule is cash."
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