Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Chapter 369 He is the Cannon Fodder Phoenix Man (9)

Third Uncle glanced at Zhang Shan calmly, and seeing that he was safe and sound, his expression improved a bit.

The Zhang family had been dwindling in number from generation to generation, and by the time of Zhang Shan's generation, he was the only one left. If anything happened to him, the Zhang family's inheritance would be cut off.

Thinking about it makes me angry, "Is the life-saving amulet I gave you just for show?"

Zhang Shan was scolded by his uncle and felt so wronged that he wanted to cry, "That's only if I have a chance to touch the life-saving talisman!"

Si Cen moved too quickly. He was dragged back almost the moment he tried to escape, and his hands and feet were tied in the blink of an eye. He had no chance at all.

However, since it is a life-saving talisman, if Zhang Shan is really attacked fatally, the talisman will be activated. On the one hand, it can help Zhang Shan block it, and on the other hand, it will send out a warning, and Third Uncle and others will naturally receive the message and rush over.

Xiong Qing stared at his uncle with wide eyes, "Zhang, Zhang... Vice President Zhang!"

He is the vice president of the Tianshi Association. Although he seldom shows up, he is famous for his extraordinary talent. He is also the current head of the Zhang family, who is well-known in the Tianshi circle!

Although the good brother Zhang San that Xiong Qing met during this competition also had the surname Zhang, he really did not associate him with that Zhang.

After all, Zhang San is really a weakling. Apart from his unusually sharp spiritual perception, which makes it easier for him to detect the existence of evil objects than others, his other performances are mediocre.

As for the Zhang family, there will be a brilliant genius born in almost every generation... For example, the one in front of him is the most talented and accomplished one in their generation, and now he is the real leader of the Zhang family.

However, my third uncle had no wife or children in his life. There was a nephew of my third uncle who was also extremely talented. But for some reason, he suddenly rebelled against the Zhang family when he was at the peak of his fame. I heard that he was a little crazy and his whereabouts are unknown.

I heard that he left behind a child, the only one of the youngest generation of the Zhang family.

Thinking of this, Xiong Qing widened his eyes, realizing that this only child was now with him.

He felt mixed emotions for a moment, and sneaked over and whispered, "You... Mua's big background, you hid it from your brothers?"

Thinking about how anxious he was while dragging Zhang San to accompany him to the association to beg for another sword, Xiong Qing had no idea what was going on in Zhang San's mind, as he wondered how this brat could keep his composure and endure the cold stare of the association's clerk who was just pretending to be powerful and looking down on others.

Zhang Shan was silent for a moment, but Xiong Qing was so careless that he didn't notice his mood change.

"Hey, I heard that your third uncle did a lot of sensational things when he was young. Are those exaggerated statements true?"

Zhang Shan scratched his hands, "Really? Third uncle rarely talks about his youth. Hey, let's stop murmuring. My third uncle hates it most when the younger generation is gossiping while he's doing something important."

Xiong Qing's body trembled when he heard this. He quickly straightened his back, closed his mouth tightly, and looked at the little ghost who was in a stalemate with his third uncle with burning eyes.

The meaning of that look and expression was very clear: Ha... you're dead this time!

Si Cen found it a bit annoying.

Oh no, annoying ghost?

It's not that he is completely unable to defeat the young old man in front of him whose Taoist aura is almost reaching the sky.

However, if they were to take action, there would inevitably be a lot of noise, not to mention attracting other high-level celestial masters in the manor, it would also likely attract the attention of the Heavenly Dao.

So...it's better not to fight.

Si Cen had actually made up his mind at the beginning, but the old man locked all his energy on him from a distance, so he did not act rashly and escape immediately.

It’s best to be reasonable.

"Hey, old man, I didn't hurt those two little chickens. They were the ones who kept pestering me. They chased me all the way yesterday. Today, I was just taking a stroll by myself, and they rushed over. Even if you are a Heavenly Master, you can't be so unreasonable, right?"

Zhang Zhidao smiled when he heard this, "It is against the moral principles of life and death for ghosts to linger in the human world, and it is easy to cause trouble to the human world. As a heavenly master, it is my duty to send every ghost that is unwilling to leave to reincarnation."

This reincarnation is actually just a nice way of saying it.

In fact, it is physical annihilation, reduced to ashes.

Most of the Heavenly Masters come from Taoism, which does not believe in reincarnation.

Zhang Zhidao looks kind and benevolent like an old immortal with a white beard, but you can tell from his voice that he is a ruthless man who believes in killing any ghost he sees.

It seems there is nothing to talk about.

Si Cen's eyes also dimmed a little, "You are quite experienced, you should be able to see that my hands are not stained with the blood of a living person."

Nowadays, not all Taoist priests will kill ghosts when they see them.

There are even some Taoist priests who secretly raise some little ghosts and use them to do things when necessary.

Moreover, some little ghosts died particularly wronged, so they still hold resentment after death. However, they have never harmed anyone, so a kind-hearted Taoist priest will not be able to bear to kill them all. Instead, he will help the wronged souls to get rid of their resentment, or help some ghosts fulfill their last wishes, and let them dissipate peacefully.

It’s such a pity that Zhang Zhidao is not that kind of master.

He is a bit extreme in character and will kill anyone who is not of his kind.

When Zhang Zhidao heard Si Cen's words, he laughed out loud.

However, his smile did not reach his eyes. Instead, his gaze was sharp and cold. "Although your Yin Qi is indeed very pure and not stained with blood, I always feel that the bloody aura is rising from the depths of your soul. How many sins of murder must you have committed to be so shocking? This is the only thing I have ever seen in my life. In this case, do you still say that you are innocent?"

It was also for this reason that Zhang Zhidao did not take action as soon as he arrived.

He actually couldn't see through the little devil in front of him.

It clearly looked like a weak new ghost. Just as he said, its yin energy was very pure and did not look like it was stained with blood.

However, his soul gave off a bloody evil aura that only Zhang Zhidao could vaguely glimpse. Just that little bit was far more frightening to Zhang Zhidao than the evil ghost that had been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years and had killed countless people, which he had eliminated during his most prosperous period.

However, if a ghost really possesses such a strong bloody evil spirit, it can become a ghost king and cause strange phenomena in heaven and earth. It is impossible for it to be so silent that no one notices it.

And the only real one in front of me looks very weak in soul.

Zhang Zhidao didn't know if it was because he was too powerful, so he found a way to deliberately conceal his own strength, and thereby covered up the strange phenomena in heaven and earth.

After all, Zhang Zhidao had lived his entire life and had never seen a real ghost king. No heavenly master knew how terrifying the ghost king's abilities were and to what extent he could do them.

But one thing he was sure of was that if the person in front of him was a ghost king, he, and perhaps all the heavenly masters here, would probably be in trouble.

On the contrary...if the one from the Rong family is willing to take action...there might be a 50% chance of winning.

However, the man from the Rong family would not take action easily, because it was said that every time he took action, his life would be lost.

No matter how many thoughts were running through his mind, Zhang Zhidao would never show any fear on his face.

This old fox is quite good at pretending. If Si Cen wasn't an ancestor of playing with people's emotions, he would have almost missed the fear of him beneath his confident appearance.