In the bamboo forest, Taoist Ziyang brought some decoction.

After taking it, Taoist Nanhua exhaled a breath of turbid air, but suddenly his eyebrows moved.

Zhang Ping'an's calamity...has it begun?

Taoist Nanhua looked worried.

Compared with Zhang Jiao, Zhang Ping'an's fate was relatively easy to solve.

Speaking of which, it is all a matter of fate.

If Zhang Jiao had not asked Zhang Pingan for help, there would have been no need to borrow food.

Without borrowing food, Zhang Ping'an's disaster could have been completely avoided with a high probability.

However, everything still went in the worst direction.

Looking at it now, it is really regrettable.

"Peace, you must be obedient..."

Nanhua Taoist came to the bamboo forest, looked around, and finally selected a bamboo and made himself a bamboo staff.

"Are we about to set off now?" Taoist Ziyang seemed to disagree.

Nanhua Taoist smiled:

"It's not like going directly to Taiping Road."

"Rather...I'll take you to see where the war is now."

…

On the other side, after Zhang Pingan and his mother packed their luggage, they quietly slipped out through a dog hole in the city wall while no one was paying attention at night.

After all, Zhang Pingan still couldn't choose to leave his mother.

He knew very well that if he left and went to Zhang Jiao's place, he would most likely not be able to come back.

Otherwise, Mr. Nanhua Taoist would not tell him specifically with a green bamboo stick.

Just when the mother and son had not gone far, the old mother suddenly slipped.

Zhang Ping'an grabbed the opponent's hand, but accidentally rolled it down.

"Mother!"

"Are you okay!"

The old mother waved her hand:

"fine."

"It doesn't hurt."

"Huh? This... this is..."

The old mother seemed to have seen something, and her face turned pale.

Zhang Pingan also reacted.

It seems that I am...pressing someone down?

Taking advantage of Huo Zhezi, I looked down and saw Mr. Chen’s face with a look of determination on his face!

The old mother was so frightened that she screamed and was covered by Zhang Pingan.

"mother!"

"You can't scream!"

"Maybe those people are still around!"

Zhang Pingan looked at the row of corpses thrown into the pit in horror.

Each and every one of them was covered with wounds from swords, and their deaths were extremely miserable!

Even...those female relatives still have traces of being insulted!

The money they had on them has disappeared!

Zhang Pingan sighed sadly.

If you listen to him and give up your money, you might not be able to survive!

"Mom, we have to leave quickly!"

"Since Mr. Chen and the others have been killed, I'm afraid our home has also been searched!"

The old mother nodded repeatedly.

Mother and son couldn't care about anything else at the moment.

Zhang Pingan carried his mother on his back and quickly disappeared around the county town.

And everything was just as they expected.

Not long after their mother and son left, people from the local county government led people to Zhang Ping'an's home.

"Damn it, you can run so fast!"

"Come here, take some of the people with you and let me go out of the city to chase him!"

"These are all thieves related to Taiping Dao, and they are all credit!"

"Also, quickly look for any talisman left behind."

"If you have any, give them to me!"

…

War raged, and rebel armies from various places took advantage of the chaos.

The power of the Yellow Turban Army can be said to be overwhelming.

But Tao'er, who was accompanying Zhang Jiao, was not happy.

After following Zhang Jiao for so many years, he also had some vague ability to observe physiognomy.

He could clearly see that the fate belonging to Zhang Jiao was like a raging fire cooking oil, almost boiling to the point of boiling!

But after studying numerology, Taoer understood that this was not a good thing.

It is best for a destiny to be as continuous as a trickling stream.

It is not like now, which seems to be prosperous, but in fact it is only prosperous for a moment.

Gradually, Tao'er discovered that among the Yellow Turban Army, it seemed that...not everyone was the same as his division commander.

In other words... my teacher is an alien!

He is dedicated to the people and suffering, but when it is his turn, he is willing to give up everything.

But those people are different.

They...seem to have selfish desires!

At this point, Tao'er felt that teacher Zhang Jiao was too kind.

Because according to the teachings of Taiping Dao, if you make a mistake, as long as you admit your mistake in front of everyone and swear not to make it again, the matter will be erased.

But doing so has also fostered the arrogant temperament of some people.

Tao'er's worries soon became reality.

On this day, in the room, Zhang Jiao's two younger brothers, Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao, said very distressedly:

"Brother, most of the commanders across the country are now independent in their own affairs and do not listen to our advice at all."

"Yes, if this continues, it will be broken sooner or later!"

"Once defeated one by one, no matter how many Taipingdao troops there are, they will eventually be wiped out!"

Zhang Jiao remained silent, and finally just nodded, indicating that he understood.

From then on, Tao'er discovered that his master was worshiping in his room every day, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.

This ceremony was held for three days and three nights.

After that, the Taiping Dao army actually reversed its decline.

It is obvious that the troops on the Taiping Road are just farmers with sickles and insufficient food.

The Han army, on the other hand, is equipped with elite armor and weapons, eats fine grains and meat, and is extremely strong.

But just like that, these big Han soldiers were defeated!

Completely defeated!

Everyone cheered at Taiping Road's overwhelming momentum, and looked at Zhang Jiao with even more admiration.

They all believe that all the honor and strength of Taiping Road were brought to them by Zhang Jiao.

In fact, it was indeed Zhang Jiao who brought it to them!
To be continued...