When Zhao Shuo heard this, his eyes lit up again. He thought that this idea was good, so he stuffed another letter to his house under the name of Zhao Zimo. Ye Xiaoluan asked Xiaofu to send a telegram to ask them to come back quickly.

Of course, on the way back, many people were monitoring them. As soon as they came back, Zhao Shuo received news. He immediately found a master of the surrendered sect and started to recruit ghosts. When Zhang Tianyou and the others came, the "green-faced ghost" they met was done by people from the Zhao Shuo Sect.

Today, he came to trouble Zhang Tianyou again because he hired a master and wanted to ask him to avenge him. Only by killing Zhang Tianyou can he relieve his hatred.

At this moment, the master was casting a spell in another direction. His mission was to attract Zhang Tianyou, and then, the power of the disciples of the surrendered sect captured Zhang Tianyou, and the master was responsible for dragging the others.

While he was waiting anxiously, someone suddenly reported the message: "Jiang Shao, Zhang, Zhang Tianyou, he is here."

"Oh!" Hearing this news, the young master was cheered up and raised his voice and said, "Let me listen to it, catch Zhang Tianyou and give him a reward, let him go, and none of you will survive."

"Yes! Yes!——."

They knew very well how powerful this young master was. Although he was young, he was cruel and vicious and never showed any mercy when he started. Over the years, many disciples of the descendants had not died under the swords of other sects, but had died at the hands of the young master.

At this time, the surrender sect was completely gone without the charm of Zhao Zhenfeng. When Zhao Zhenfeng was there, there were sixty or seventy permanent disciples in the sect and three to five thousand outside the sect.

Nowadays, there are only a few dozen disciples in the sect and more than 2,000 disciples outside the sect, and the number of this person continues to decrease.

Although Zhao Zimo is back now, he doesn't care about the matter and leaves everything to Zhao Zimo with it. If this situation does not change, the internment of religion will sooner or later be destroyed in Zhao Shuo's hands.

Of course, even the disciples who were in the sect dared not say this, but they just knew it. Now they were asked to fight to the death, so they could only fight. If they really couldn't catch Zhang Tianyou, maybe the young master got angry and killed them all.

But they waited for a long time but didn't see Zhang Tianyou coming. Zhao Shuo was so angry that he glared at the person reporting the news.

The man was frightened and hurriedly said, "Sister Master, I, I'll see him coming with my own eyes. Maybe he's still on the way, I'll go see, I'll go see--."

As he spoke, he hurriedly ran back. He ran while wiping his sweat, thinking, if Zhang Tianyou didn't come, his life would be in lingering; Zhang Tianyou, Grandpa Zhang, you show your compassion and come quickly.

This is how people live. Sometimes, for their own life, they don’t care about other people’s lives.

But he ran far away and met another person watching. Because the man saw Zhang Tianyou go again, he came to report the news.

Hearing this, the man came and almost cried. He told his companion that the young master had lost his temper and I didn't dare to go back. I wanted to report the news, you go report it.

My companions are not stupid either. When I go to report the news, isn’t that looking for death? There is no way. In the end, the two of them discussed, and it would be better to run away. Anyway, they would die if they were caught or die. If they ran away, there would be a glimmer of hope. So the two ran away together.

Let’s talk about Zhang Tianyou. After he returned, he thought, even if the person who casts the spell is not on the side of the Luan Ting, where will it be? In addition to the people who are heavily yin and suitable for descending to the religion, the other place is where they dig their own trenches.

That is, where he digs ditches during the day. If the person is not on the cemetery, he must be digging the ditches himself. There is a cemetery in that place and two rows of locust trees around the cemetery. Therefore, there is a yin gathering in that place and there is a heavy yin energy.

Zhang Tianyou immediately ran there and saw a little spark. He said it was spark, but it was actually the light of the fragrant head. When he looked away, it was like spark.

I could smell the scent of burning incense from a distance. It seemed that someone was casting a spell here.

He walked slowly over with the Juque Sword. When he walked closer, he saw an old Taoist wearing a gray sermon robe with his hair disheveled, sitting there casting spells. It was obvious that he had just called the ghost, thanks to being blocked by the purple air.

Old man, you are really looking for death. Old man digs this ditches and waits for you. This is called digging a deep pit and waiting for tigers and leopards, sprinkling fragrant bait to catch golden turtles.

"Here you are here, why not show up?" Zhang Tianyou was about to start a secret move when suddenly the old Taoist who was casting a spell in front spoke.

Could it be that he discovered himself? Zhang Tianyou thought to himself.

"What? Don't you dare to come out?"

Zhang Tianyou thought to himself, this old Taoist had a chance, but he really discovered it? There was no way, so he had to come out.

When he came close, Zhang Tianyou saw clearly that the old Taoist was not tall, and had a medium figure. He looked fifty or sixty years old, with a goatee, but had a big round face, just like a big watermelon, with little eyes, but very vivid, with a big nose, big mouth, and big ears. It can be said that he was big in everything except his eyes.

At the same time, the old Taoist was also looking at Zhang Tianyou. He saw that the young man was 1.7 meters tall and was wearing a black Zhongshan suit. He looked particularly energetic. His eyes were shining with bright light and bright. The Juque Sword in his hand exuded evil spirits. Although he looked so far away, he could still feel it.

"Are you Zhang Tianyou?" The two looked at each other for two minutes, and the old Taoist suddenly asked.

"Yes, who are you? Why do you want to harm me?" Zhang Tianyou asked directly without any politeness.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you offended people and someone pays a high price to take your life. As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. The old Taoist has no choice. That's it, he sighed. Obviously, he doesn't want to kill people. There may be something unspeakable, so he has to do something to kill people.

"So, if I pay, you can kill others." Zhang Tianyou asked with a smile.

"This—." The old Taoist shook his head helplessly: "I never kill people casually. Today I am forced to do so. I hope my little brother will forgive me."

"Forgive me? My wife and children, both sisters are at home. If they don't know how to spell, wouldn't they all die at your hands?" Zhang Tianyou said coldly.

"I, I can only say sorry!"

"If I cast a spell to harm your family, I'm sorry to you." At this time, Zhang Tianyou looked at him and said coldly.

"This is absolutely not possible, I said, I am helpless, so I would like to let my little brother go."

"So, aren't you going to kill me?" Zhang Tianyou felt that the old man was both angry and ridiculous. He was obviously here to kill people, but he was still talking so verbose.
Chapter completed!