At this time, Qian'er's delicate voice sounded, and she said, "Master, I have an older brother, why don't you accept my brother as an apprentice?" Zhang Yang smiled and touched her little head, and then said to the widow, "How old is your son?" "My younger brother is fifteen years old and Qianer is eight years old," Qianer said.

Zhang Yang raised one hand and smiled. Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I'm not hiding, I'm here to catch monsters." The widow didn't show much surprise on her face, and said slowly, "The master is such a strange person. It's great that my daughter has such a master." "Do you have anything else to ask, Master?" said the widow.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly and said in disapproval: "Did the sound of a piano come from the village last night?" The widow thought for a while and said slowly: "When there is an occasional roar of one or two wild beasts, there is no other sound." The villagers, this is not surprising."

The widow shook her head and said, "The people in this village are relatively backward. They are honest and hardworking farmers. How could they play the piano?" She stopped and said, "There is a prosperous city thousands of miles away, with many elegant people and many people who understand music."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "How do you know there is a city thousands of miles away?"

She said: "When I was young, I was the daughter of a wealthy family. My family was broken and I had many enemies. My husband and I lived an ordinary life in this village." Zhang Yangduo: "Can your husband learn martial arts?" The widow cleared the way, "Lu Tou really thinks that my husband did make some efforts, otherwise I would not be safe after the family breaks down.

Widow Qing said here, but slowly tears came from her eyes and cried, "My husband, Dai Yun-Fei." Maybe. It was too unexpected, it was not back for three months, it was really unusual."

Zhang Yang smiled. "Where did your husband chop wood?" The widow pointed to a mountain and said, "There is also a temple called Huanglong Temple in the mountain." Half a year ago, there was still a steady stream of villagers burning incense and worshiping Buddha. However, almost all the villagers who went there that day died there, only one of them ran away. Yes, a black wind blew from the sky and blew them all away."

Zhang Yang thought for a while, thought for a while, and slowly said: "Half a year ago, a black wind blew away the incense and worship Buddha?" Three months ago, your husband was missing after chopping wood? Now another child is missing?"

The widow's eyes shone like tears, saying, "This is a constant war. The people outside are not bored. I don't know how many wives are scattered, the streets are depressed, and you shouldn't have three meals a day." And this is a relatively backward mountain village, originally considered a paradise for the world. I thought this war would not be a disaster, so I almost didn't have enough food and clothes. But I didn't expect such a strange thing to happen. "When talking about this, the widow started crying.

When Zhang Yang first waved his sword, he found that this small mountain village was surrounded by mountains, with extremely inconvenient transportation and sparsely populated areas. It is difficult for ordinary people to get out of this small mountain village unless such a person is persevering. In his lifetime, war will never become a disaster for this place.

The widow cried and said, "Master, my child hasn't been back for two days." I'm afraid... I'm afraid something happened. "Under the words of sympathy, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel sad.
Chapter completed!