Panguan

There are only two people in this car, A Qi and Zhang Zhengchu.

A Qi sat in the driver's seat, and Zhang Zhengchu sat alone in the back seat.

There was a scroll on the empty seat. While Zhang Zhengchu was talking, he stretched out his hand and opened the scroll a little, revealing a corner of the judge's name chart—he brought out the name chart hanging in his room.

Since Bu Ning's resurrection, his line has jumped up, and it has undoubtedly turned to the top of the entire name chart. Also flipped up was the line where all members of the Shen family were dead.

Below these two lines, it was his Zhang family's turn.

The line of the Zhang family has been more complicated than that of other families since the ancestors. There are branches behind each name, and there are more and more branches, like a tree that grows horizontally.

This tree has grown for a thousand years, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and has become the largest existence on the entire name tree.

The three characters "Zhang Zhengchu" are near the end, followed by two forks, which are his two sons. One of them was folded in a cage at the age of 32, so his name became vermilion. And behind the vermilion there are two forks, Zhang Lan is on top, Zhang Yalin is slightly lower.

Zhang Zhengchu's eyes fell on the line of the Zhang family, and after looking at it for a while, he moved to the word "Bu Ning", and said to Aqi: "You said I was afraid of Bu Ning's stereotypes, then you are wrong. Like these old people An ancestral character may not know how to talk at all."

Aqi looked at him a little puzzled.

Zhang Zhengchu didn't raise his eyes, and still looked at the name chart: "I'm used to staying at the top, just do what I want to do, and say what I want to say, there is nothing that needs to be bothered, so I don't know how to talk."

Acie responded.

"I'm not afraid of clichés." Zhang Zhengchu opened his mouth again. He has the habits of many old people. He usually controls them consciously, but sometimes it will be revealed unconsciously. For example, he will repeat some words: "I'm not afraid of clichés. It’s okay, I just like to leave some room.”

"Be rich in time, don't be so nervous. Leave some room for preparation."

As he spoke, he rolled up the name spectrum again, "tsk" and said regretfully: "Thinking about it this way, I am afraid that the ancestor will suffer a lot at the moment. How long does it take for a touch of spirit to stay? I guess I have to find a body to stay there." He can't stay with a normal person's body. People have their own spirits. Who can allow others to snatch their bodies? There will always be struggles. People like Bu Ning can't be cruel. What should I do..."

Aqi followed honestly: "What should I do?"

"Then we can only look for the dead. Those who have just died. The body can barely be used, and the spirit happens to be empty." Zhang Zhengchu said, looking at the light in the distance again, "This kind of place, the dead are also I don’t know what it’s like for a dignified patriarch to shrink into such a body, even if he has all kinds of abilities, he still has to be restricted by this mortal body.”

He savored it for himself and clicked his tongue again.

At the same time, Aqi suddenly said, "They're here!"

He handed the phone to Zhang Zhengchu.

On the screen, those little red dots representing each family were still on their way to Ningzhou a few minutes ago, but now almost all of them have entered the boundary of Tianjin!

Hundreds of red dots came from all directions and converged on one road, like a terrifying long dragon.

Even in a thousand years, it is rare.

"What did I say, they will be faster by changing the road temporarily." Zhang Zhengchu said, and lowered the car window. He took out a stack of paper talismans that he had prepared from his inner pocket, counted them carefully, divided them into several strands, and sprinkled them out along the car window, "Let them find the right place to stay first."

For a time, yellow paper filled the sky.

They ignited spontaneously in the night wind, leaving only the smell of paper ashes in an instant.

Soon, as the red dragon on the map flowed into Tianjin, there were more than 50 vehicles at the entrance of the village. Most of these cars carried the heads of various families, or the best of the younger generation.

The rest of the vehicles went to the surrounding parking spots under Zhang Zhengchu's notice.

The sound of car doors opening and closing all around.

Zhang Zhengchu held his cane, pushed the door and got out of the car, and a group of people surrounded him.

There are also some elderly people in simple shirts and jackets, accompanied by their children and grandchildren, walking towards this side.

The Yang family in Weinan, the Wu family in Suzhou, the Zhong family in Qimen, the Lin family in Changle, the Luo family in Yunfu...etc.

Too much.

Some of them have close contacts with the Zhang family, and some of them have only seen each other for more than ten years. No matter how close they are, they didn't exchange too many greetings at this moment, but went straight to the point.

"Old man, is this place already surrounded?" The Patriarch of the Yang family is a woman in her sixties, but at first glance she is not much older than Zhang Lan.

"En." Zhang Zhengchu nodded, "The young children of my Zhang family have been waiting at various points, and the people you brought have also passed?"

"almost."

"Just arrived."

"It's in the past."

Everyone answered one after another.

"Then let's drop out." Zhang Zhengchu said.

He was about to ask Ah Qi to notify him, when he heard someone say, "I still think it's not appropriate to greet the ancestor when he sees him."

Zhang Zhengchu turned his head.

The speaker was an old lady with white hair on her temples but thin skin. She was wearing a plain cheongsam, with three strings of sandalwood beads wrapped around her wrists. It could be seen that she was very temperamental when she was young, and she was still elegant when she was old, and she spoke softly and slowly.

This is Wu Yin, the Patriarch of the Wu family, who hasn't come out for ten years.