Shennong Sequence

Chapter 77: Devil Cry, the Treasure Given by Fire Ghost Zhang Sheng
When Zhao Yun returned to Zhaojiazhuang, he looked at the ghost of Zhang's mother who was still following him.

With a slight sigh, this ghost was able to rely on her obsession to see her son one last time, and insisted on following him all the way, and was able to endure the scorching sun. She was considered a strong mother.

Zhao Yun then led him to Zhang Sheng's house, which had been burned down and was in ruins.

Then, Zhao Yun saw the ghost who had been standing under the shade of the tree. Risking the danger of being burned by the sun, he walked out from under the shade of the tree step by step and walked into Zhang Sheng's small courtyard. After looking again and again, he finally hid in the ruins.

Leaning against the shade under the courtyard wall, he began to cry like a ghost.

"I know you have regrets, and I have not yet completed the letter I sent to your family when I passed by Niujiao Village. So I brought you to your son's house. After the old man has seen you, please reincarnate.

Otherwise, relying on obsession to stay in the world for a long time will not benefit you."

After Zhao Yun offered words of comfort, he turned around and was about to leave when there was a "bang" sound among the rubble. Zhao Yun suddenly looked back.

A fire ghost surrounded by black air appeared!
Suddenly, a ghost surrounded by black fire appeared in the yard.

However, after showing its fangs and claws at Zhao Yun, the fire ghost braved the sunshine and walked into the shade at the foot of the wall. Looking at old lady Zhang who had just been burned by the sun, the two ghosts hugged each other and started howling.

This kind of scene is rare.

In addition, Zhao Yun also sensed the strength of these two ghosts that were afraid of the sun.

To him, it was just a matter of a gust of black evil wind that could destroy it.

Therefore, Zhao Yun did not have too much fear of this ghost in his heart.

Instead, he stood at the foot of the wall, looking at the two ghosts hugging each other and crying with compassion.

In addition, Zhao Yun's thoughts were churning in his mind. The scene of his mother working hard at home emerged in his mind. He couldn't help but worry about his gambling father. Has he caused any trouble again in the past few days?
The words of gamblers are like cotton wool in the wind, and cannot be trusted.

Also, although Zhao Yun was wearing brocade clothes, the gorgeous clothes sparkled in the sun.

But he knew very well that he must not show his money easily after returning home, so as to avoid getting into trouble and showing off his wealth when he returned to the garrison and there was no one to suppress him at home.

More importantly, prevent that gambling father from stealing money to gamble!
However, Zhao Yun weighed the nine taels of silver he had left and thought to himself that he could return the one tael of silver that his uncle had given him earlier.

Then, Zhao Yun also frowned and pondered, how can he control the hands of his gambling father and keep him away from gambling, the root of all evil?
woo woo woo...

When Zhao Yun came to his senses, all he heard were the sorrowful, sad and desolate sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

He raised his eyes to the shady corner and saw that the ghost body of Zhang's mother was slowly turning into a handful of starlight, which gradually dissipated like the stars in the night sky at dawn.

"I think this soul has been exposed to the scorching sun all the way, especially when it walked out from the shade of the tree to this house, the burning was even more severe..."

'At this moment, after seeing the ghost of her son Zhang Sheng, the obsession in Zhang's mother's heart began to dissipate like ice and snow melting under the warm sun.'

'I don't know if this soul is beginning to dissipate, or is it the process of reincarnation and going to the underworld? "

When the ghost of Zhang's mother completely dissipated from the arms of the fire ghost Zhang Sheng, it turned into smoke and dust and returned to nothingness.

Fire Ghost Zhang Sheng cried for a long time on the spot, his crying sounded like he wanted to release all the pain and sorrow in his heart.

Then, he turned around and knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Yun, once, twice...

Each time he kowtowed, there was a dull sound, as if he was expressing his deep gratitude to Zhao Yun. Then, Fire Ghost Zhang Sheng pointed his finger into the ruined house, as if conveying some kind of message.

After seeing this, Zhao Yun understood what the Fire Ghost Zhang Sheng was indicating. Perhaps there was some treasure hidden in the ruins of the house!
Although Zhao Yun's "Mountain Spirit" eyes can see ghosts, he cannot understand ghost talk.

Moreover, Zhao Yun had also tried the communication effect of the Spiritual Seal, but it had nothing to do with the ghosts of dead things...

Although Zhang Sheng was a fire ghost, his body was still weak, so he could only squat in the shade of the corner, not daring to face the scorching sun.

Naturally, it was impossible to convey the meaning to Zhao Yun using mental power.

After thinking about it secretly, Zhao Yun felt that there must be some good things in Zhang Sheng's house that had not been discovered before.

Now, Zhang Sheng was giving instructions, perhaps to express his gratitude to him.

Furthermore, since Zhang Sheng was able to hunt the tiger alone, he must have treasure at home.

And this was really tempting for Zhao Yun, who was short of money.

Zhao Yun stepped into the ruins and came to the ruins of the central hall of the house.

At this time, Zhang Sheng's ghost pointed to the location next to him. Zhao Yun took two steps, but Zhang Sheng shook his head and pointed to another location.

Afterwards, Zhao Yun came to the kang in the east room, and Zhang Sheng nodded. Then Zhang Sheng gestured with his hands towards the ground, as if urging Zhao Yun to open the kang.

Zhao Yun's current strength, after being improved through archery and the level of a Sequence Nine Farmer, and after being refined by the principles of Taoism, the magic power he has cultivated circulates in his body, nourishing his body.

He has at least five or six hundred kilograms of strength!
These ruins are just a piece of cake for Zhao Yun.

However, Zhao Yun wore brocade clothes because he wanted to return home rich and noble, not to be a beggar in brocade clothes.

Therefore, in order to avoid getting the brocade clothes dirty, it is better to take them off first!
Afterwards, Zhao Yun began to violently dismantle the kang!

During the demolition process, there were bursts of dull noises.

In the flying dust, Zhao Yun found something.

Zhao Yun reached out and pulled away the earthen bricks at the head of the kang, and found a pottery jar.

When the pottery jar was fished out, Zhang Sheng nodded, as if to say that this thing was for him, Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun carried the pottery jar to a flat place in the front yard, alert to what might be inside, and then gently lifted the lid that was facing away from him and opened a crack.

After making sure that nothing had escaped, he opened it completely and looked inside.

There was a burnt book and letter, as well as a jade box inside!

The jade box was engraved with exquisite patterns, which was definitely not something that a hunter like Zhang Sheng could own.

In addition, when the fire ghost Zhang Sheng saw the jade box, his expression changed drastically, his mood became a little abnormal, and black fireworks continued to linger on his body, with a pungent and choking smell.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun felt an inexplicable surge of inspiration in his heart!

(End of this chapter)