There is an inconspicuous exit at the intersection of Jincang Expressway and Jinshi Expressway. Going out along the ramp with sharp turns is a road leading to the village and town, passing through windbreaks and large fields.

This road is usually carried by trucks, and the road conditions are not very good. Private cars can usually avoid it. In the middle of the night, there are even fewer trucks.

At around 2 o'clock late that night, a truck full of building materials was shaking on the road. The driver yawned one after another, and there were no other cars as the road surface turned dark, and his eyelids were fighting. For a few minutes, it almost really stuck.

He opened the window and, as he was glaring, he could vaguely hear the howling sound of the air being torn apart.

This was the sound of a car passing by at a speed from the side. There were more than one car, just like a whole fleet of cars whizzing by.

The driver had a conditioned reflex to this sound, and he suddenly opened his eyes and honked his horn when he heard it.

This feeling of almost hitting him completely awakened, staring at the road ahead without blinking, but seeing no trace of the car.

It's like everything just now was a dream.

But just when he felt a false alarm, the sound of breaking wind appeared again and whizzed past him again.

This time he reacted very quickly. When he turned around and saw a phantom of a car.

How weak is it? Just blink your eyes and you will never be able to find it in the night again.

"Fuck me...what's the thing?!"

The driver was sweating coldly and felt like he had hit a ghost.

Some of those ghostly cars came from the Zhang family in Ningzhou, while others came from all over the country.

They are normal private cars on weekdays, but now they are in a hurry and put on tricks on them. There are about a hundred vehicles in front and back. The unlucky driver encountered this one, which was the last two rounds.

Instead of heading in one direction, they walked in separate roads at several forks and went around elsewhere.

If you look down from a high altitude at this time, you will find that every other section of the road, there will be one or two diversion cars stopping at rest stations, gas stations, or other places that can be parked without attracting attention.

There are all directions in the southeast, west and north, and a very inconspicuous village and town happened to quietly surround on the map.

Zhang Zhengchu actually arrived a long time ago, much earlier than when he called Zhou Xu.

Since he got into the trap from Zhou Xu, he arranged for people to open a "door" to Tianjin in his courtyard and arrive at the place as fast as possible.

When the car was parked at the entrance of the village, the Puppet Aqi, who was in charge of driving, asked in wonder: "Didn't you tell Xiao Xu that you should wait until the other family members arrive before leaving?"

He looked at his phone and there was an old-fashioned map on the screen, with about a hundred small red dots on the map, moving from all over the country to Ningzhou.

That is the location sent by various companies that were alarmed by the famous spectrum.

Zhang Zhengchu held a palm and looked at the lights in the villages and towns in the distance through the car window: "Tell me what other families are, there is an emergency, we have arrived in Tianjin, so let them change the way."

"Okay." Aqi sent messages to each company through the picture, "But... did the temporary change delay time?"

"No." Zhang Zhengchu said with his cane, "It won't delay, but it will be faster. Because it's also troublesome to change the destination temporarily. They will definitely not be happy to come along the normal road in a regular manner. Those who should set up the array and open the door will set up the array and open the door and come directly to here."

He paused for a moment and said, "Everyone is like this. When he is upset, he is too lazy to take his time."

Aqi nodded halfway or not, and said, "You have planned it."

"This is not a plan, there is no way. Some people are slow and slow even if they are anxious. They have to urge them for such a big thing." Zhang Zhengchu corrected him, "When the words of each family arrive, that is to say to the children. I have told you that you have more contact with him than me, and you can see them. He has a straight stomach and has no door on his mouth. Since I can be cliched, I can also be conned by others. Why should I tell him so clearly?"

"Are you afraid that he will be slandered by the ancestor Bu Ning?" Aqi asked.

"No." Zhang Zhengchu shook his head. He didn't know what he was thinking, and pondered for a moment before continuing: "No matter how powerful the ancestor is, he is just a touch of spiritual appearance now. He still lacks a lot compared to real people. Besides-"

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

Aqi was sitting in the driver's seat, and Zhang Zhengchu was sitting alone in the back seat.

There was a scroll on the empty seat. As Zhang Zhengchu spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull the scroll apart, revealing a corner of the judge's name spectrum - he brought out the name spectrum hanging in his room.

Since Bu Ning resurrected, his line has jumped up and undoubtedly reached the top of the entire spheroidal map. Also flipped up, there is also the line where all members of the Shen family are dead.

It was his turn to Zhang family under these two lines.

The Zhang family’s line has been more complicated than other families since the ancestors. Each name has branches, and the more it goes back, like a tree growing horizontally.

This tree has grown for a thousand years, with lush branches and leaves, becoming the largest existence on the entire spherical map.

The three words "Zhang Zhengchu" are near the end, and there are two forks behind them, which are his two sons. One of them was folded in a cage at the age of 32, so the name turned vermilion. There are two forks behind the vermilion, Zhang Lan is on top, and Zhang Yalin is a little lower.

Zhang Zhengchu's eyes fell on the line of the Zhang family. After looking for a while, he moved to the two words "Bu Ning", and said to Aqi: "If you say I'm afraid of Bu Ning's clichés, then you are wrong. People like these ancestor-like figures may not clichés at all."

Azi looked at him in confusion.

Zhang Zhengchu didn't look up and still looked at the famous spectral picture: "I'm used to being in a high place, so I can do whatever I want to do and say whatever I want. There is nothing to worry about, so how can I tell clichés?"

Azi responded.

"I'm not afraid of clichés." Zhang Zhengchu spoke again. He had many habits that old people would have. He would control them consciously, but sometimes he would reveal them unconsciously, such as repeating some words: "I'm not afraid of clichés. It's okay to confuse, I just like to leave some room."

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

He said, and then rewindled the name spectrum again, and said with a pity: "Thinking of this, the ancestor may be quite suffering now. How can he stay with a touch of spiritual image for a long time? I guess he has to find a body to stay. He can't stay with a normal body. He has his own spiritual image. Who can allow others to steal the body? He will always struggle. People like Bu Ning can't do it. What should I do..."

Aqi followed honestly and said, "What should I do?"

"Then I can only find dead people. The kind of person who just died can barely use his body, and his spiritual appearance is just empty." Zhang Zhengchu said, looking at the lights in the distance, "In this kind of place, dead people are also rural villagers and women... The dignified ancestor, who is huddled in such a body, even if he has all his abilities, he will be restricted by this mortal fetus. I don't know what it feels like."

He felt it and then tickled again.

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

He handed the phone to Zhang Zhengchu.

On the screen, those little red dots representing each family were on the way to Ningzhou a few minutes ago, and now they almost all entered the Tianjin boundary!

A hundred red dots came from all directions and gathered on a road, like a terrifying dragon.

Even for a thousand years, it is rare.

"What am I saying? They will change the way they will be faster." Zhang Zhengchu said, putting down the car window. He took out a stack of prepared paper talismans from his pocket in his clothes, counted them carefully, divided them into several strands according to different types, and spilled them along the car window. "I inform them first to find the right place to stay."

For a moment, yellow paper filled the sky.

They ignite themselves in the night wind, and in a blink of an eye they only have the smell of paper ash.

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

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

The sound of door switches around the surroundings rises and falls.

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

Some elderly people wearing simple shirts and thin jackets walked towards this side accompanied by their children and grandchildren.

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 many.

Some of them have close contacts with the Zhang family, and some have only met each other for more than ten years. Regardless of their closeness and alienation, they did not exchange too many greetings at this moment, but went straight to the point.

"Old man, is this place surrounded?" The head of the Yang family is a woman, over 60 years old, but at first glance, she is no bigger than Zhang Lan.

"Yes." Zhang Zhengchu nodded, "The young children of my Zhang family were waiting at each point early, and all the people you brought were passing?"

"almost."

“Just arrived.”

“It’s all over.”

Everyone answered one after another.

"Then let's get into the formation." Zhang Zhengchu said.

He was about to let Aqi go out when he heard someone speak: "I still think it's not very appropriate to greet the ancestor as soon as he sees him."

Zhang Zhengchu turned around.

The person who spoke was an old lady with white hair and thin skin. She was wearing a plain cheongsam and three strings of sandalwood beads wrapped around her wrists. It was obvious that she was very elegant when she was young, and she was still elegant when she was old, and she spoke softly and slowly.

This is Wu Yin, the head of the Wu family, who has not been out for ten years.

She was surrounded by two young men, one of whom was a disciple and the other was a relative, and nodded politely at Zhang Zhengchu.

Zhang Zhengchu did not answer Wu Yin's words immediately, but looked at her disciple and said, "Is this... Wen Kai?"

The disciple nodded: "Young man, do you still remember me?"

"Remember." Zhang Zhengchu smiled and said kindly: "Of course I remember that you came to Ningzhou with your head when you were three or four years old."

"Yes, I'll give you a talisman water." Wu Wenkai replied.

As Zhou Xu said, in fact, they are not only outstanding juniors in the Zhang family, but also outstanding people from other families who have been to Ningzhou when they were young and met the head of the Zhang family.

In the sense of comprehensive etiquette, almost all the heads of the Zhang family respected the talisman water, knocked their foreheads, and gave them wishes. Anyone who received the wishes would eventually become very powerful.

This time, Zhang Zhengchu withdrew his gaze from him and said to Wu Yin: "Don't stay here for such an outstanding young man. Let him go to other places to avoid it. At the entrance of the village, an elder like us who buried half of the loess on his neck is enough."

He almost spoke earnestly: "Go somewhere else. Look at the people who stay here in my Zhang family are also some older people."

Wu Yin and Wen Kai looked at the place where he pointed. There were about a dozen Zhang family cars parked there, and most of the people standing beside the cars were middle-aged and old.

"I mentioned before you come. The younger generation is long, so don't get involved here." After Zhang Zhengchu said to Wu Yin, he looked at the other people, "Serious, not polite words. As we all know, the ancestor Bu Ning has a gentle temperament and is humble and polite. But everyone also knows that people cannot be resurrected when they die. There is always something strange about it. To be disrespectful, I will not be surprised even if it is related to evil magic."

"This is also the reason why I insist on landing."
To be continued...