Chapter 150 Suppression Order
"Why is there no memorial tablet for Duke Zhou?"
"He lived more than a thousand years ago. How can he still have a memorial tablet?"
Zhou Yannan looked at the memorial tablets of hundreds of people with drooping eyelids. "In the dynasties before this, the Zhou family would go out whenever there was chaos. There were more than just a few hundred people who died. Many more did not even leave their names behind and became bones on the battlefield."
His tone was calm, but it could not hide the sadness of the world that repeats itself over and over again.
"Since it's just a memorial tablet, why don't you let me in?"
"Ask whose ancestral hall is open to outsiders?"
"Where's the ban on the door?"
"They are all monks who died in wars. They killed many people during their lifetime and have a lot of evil spirits."
"But I sense a familiar atmosphere here."
“…”
Without saying a word, Zhou Yannan placed the long sword in front of Zhou Hongyi's spirit tablet. The sword was about three feet six inches long and half a finger wide. It was completely black with no patterns, except for a cinnabar red line in the center. The blade was sharp and dull.
Jiang Wu had his back to him before, so he didn't notice what the sword in his hand looked like. He was stunned when he saw it.
Value symbol.
After Zhou Gongming died, the sword of the leader of the Shenxiao Sect fell into the hands of General Zhenwei. Later, he killed General Zhenwei and sealed the sword in the Zhaixing Tower. Until Zhou Hongyi appeared, he handed over the Taoist secret book and the Zhifu Sword to him. This sword became the identity proof of the lineage of Tianshi in Zetianfu.
Later, Zhou Hongyi died and the sword was sealed back in the Zhaixing Tower. A thousand years later, he thought the sword had been buried deep underground, but he didn't expect it to be found by the Zhou family.
This sword not only has the spiritual aura of Zhou Gongming, but also that of Zhou Hongyi. The familiar aura just now came from it.
It would be a lie to say that he was not disappointed. He thought that Zhou Gong Ming would also be reincarnated into another person like Han Zhong, but he didn't expect that it was just a trace of soul and breath.
He looked at the sword in front of the memorial tablet, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not go inside. He turned around and left the room.
"Sorry, I will replace the seal."
"Need not."
Zhou Yannan closed the two doors, and then used his innate Qi to draw a new suppression order in the air. The talisman with powerful intimidation once again sealed the house. The evil spirit that was lingering over the entire Zhou family gradually dissipated after losing its source.
Jiang Wu looked at his smooth movements and suddenly asked, "You seem to have become weaker."
Zhou Yannan paused for a moment, then repaired the seals of the entire room before replying, "It's inevitable as I get older."
Jiang Wu also remembered that even though the man in front of him was a cultivator, he could only live a few decades longer than ordinary people. Now he was over seventy years old. In a few decades, his life would be exhausted. By then, Han Zhong would be an old man, similar to his situation back then.
"Are you afraid of death?"
“…”
Zhou Yannan turned around and stood on the steps, looking at him, and replied calmly, "Who is not afraid of death?"
Jiang Wu still looked at him, "Are you afraid too?"
Zhou Yannan asked back, "Aren't you afraid?"
Jiang Wu looked at him without saying anything, as if to indicate his agreement.
Zhou Yannan met his calm eyes and could probably guess what he was thinking, "What I'm afraid of is not death, but ceasing to exist, being forgotten."
In an instant, the wind from afar swept over the courtyard below with a chill, and withered yellow leaves slowly fell to the ground. Jiang Wu stared blankly at Zhou Yannan on the steps. His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, and countless thorns grew in an instant, piercing his soul.
His eyes trembled, revealing a bit of confusion.
Zhou Yannan noticed that something was wrong with him, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Jiang Wu touched his chest and said thoughtfully, "Maybe I'm hungry. I haven't eaten for a day."
Zhou Yannan glanced at the sky that was about to get dark, and then brought up the business, "What are you doing at the Zhou family?"
"Looking for you." Jiang Wu also remembered the important matter and said immediately, "The formation you set up in Ziyuan has failed. Han Zhong's evil spirit body has relapsed. I came to urge you to become the soul-suppressing bell."
Before Zhou Yannan could even open his mouth, a domineering voice came from behind him, "No!"
The two turned their heads and saw Zhou Changming walking towards them quickly, followed by a group of security guards. Each of the security guards was holding an electric baton and was coming with great force.
Jiang Wu greeted him, "Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Changming nodded to him hastily, then walked quickly to Zhou Yannan's side and blurted out, "Your body is--"
Before he could finish, Zhou Yannan grabbed his neck and pulled him into his arms, interrupting him calmly, "I'm in good health, but I don't sleep well because I'm old. You don't have to tell others that I'm an old man. I have to save face, too."
The force in his hand was not strong, but Zhou Changming glanced at him and said nothing more. He turned to look at Jiang Wu and said, "The Zhou family is a bit busy recently. If you want to help, you may have to wait a few days."
"How many days?" Jiang Wu asked.
Zhou Changming had no idea how many days it would take. He only knew that Zhou Yannan's health was not as good as he appeared to be. However, he didn't know why and how to solve it. He went back to Zhou's house this time to get an answer from Zhou Gaozhen, but he didn't expect Jiang Wu to suddenly come over.
He didn't say anything, but Jiang Wu understood what he meant, so he said, "I'll treat your father's illness."
Zhou Changming had a headache. "He's not sick, he just deserves to die."
"Then I'll let him live."
“…”
Zhou Changming saw that he looked serious and didn't seem to be joking, so he asked, "How are you going to keep him alive?"
He knew that Jiang Wu was an ancient man from thousands of years ago, and he also knew that he was also a member of the Xuanmen sect. But in fact, apart from what he had seen in variety shows, most of the time he looked like an ordinary person. At most, he had a higher level of combat power and a weird personality. There was no way he could bring someone who had reached the end of his life back to life, right?
"As long as I want him to live, he can live."
"Then why didn't you save Han Zhong?"
"It's different. It can't be saved."
Although he still doesn't know why Yan Zhong, who possessed the purple aura of an emperor in his previous life, reincarnated into a body of evil, he can vaguely guess that this is related to Yan Zhong's reincarnation.
However, evil is a thing created by the mind, a thing of cause and effect between heaven and earth. The fact that he cannot see Han Zhong's luck means that he cannot interfere with his cause and effect, nor can he change his body of accumulated evil.
Jiang Wu didn't intend to explain to him, and said directly, "Just take me to see your father."
Zhou Changming had no intention of saving his father, but seeing Jiang Wu's calm attitude, he couldn't help but be curious about what he was going to do. However, this time the person who disagreed became Zhou Yannan.
"no."
The two looked at him at the same time, and Zhou Changming said honestly, "I'm really curious about how he saves people."
Zhou Yannan glanced at him and said, "You will know when the clouds of calamity and the nine-day thunder strike down from above the Zhou family."
Zhou Changming was stunned. "Ah?"
Jiang Wu explained, "It is against the laws of heaven to extend someone's life without authorization, so I will be struck by lightning after I save the person. As for when and how hard it will hit, it depends on the length of time I extend your father's life and the causal impact."
He paused, and then said, "In fact, if the impact of cause and effect is not serious, I might be able to escape from the Zhou family and then be struck by lightning."
“…”
Zhou Changming almost doubted his ears and checked again, "Is it the same kind of thunder that the Qin family used before?"
"A hundred times stronger." When he saved the people of a city, he was struck by nine levels of thunder. This time he only saved one person, so it shouldn't be that serious. However, considering that Zhou Gaozhen was a wealthy and powerful family after all, he deliberately calculated a little more.
"It will probably take away half of the western suburbs. I will then try to run to the seaside."
“…”
Zhou Changming was stunned.