Chapter 181: The burial ground doesn’t mind having one more named disciple
After Zhang Pingan heard this, he became even more frightened.
In fact, after a period of research and investigation, the mysterious force behind Mr. Huang and the six people...
Everyone has reached a consensus that this force is not a famous sect, and is even more similar to a heretic.
Anyone with a little bit of connections will be reminded.
Before Zhang Ping'an set out, his grandfather's Taoist friends came to him and talked with him all night, telling them the guesses of the old seniors about the number of people in Nilbo.
Especially after visiting the city of Nirpurgad and visiting the famous local exorcism temple.
I have seen the statues of ghosts, gods and demons being worshiped.
I have some confidence in my heart.
Of course, no matter how hard you guess, you can guess that the other party has a wild approach, and may even be an inhuman supernatural organization similar to Black Mother.
It does not affect the difficulty in finding rooms in nearby hotels, nor prevents the formation of long queues to offer treasures.
But... I can only see Taoist Rat with my own eyes.
Only then can we deeply understand how much psychological pressure it is to face an evil cultivator who looks like a villain no matter how you look at it.
How many bargaining skills will be kept in the mind but not used?
Su Ping is very satisfied with Zhang Pingan's current mental state.
This is also the reason why he originally chose Shu Taoist as his first vest.
Being a villain can really avoid a lot of trouble!
For this reason, Su Ping exuded a little bit of foundation-building magic, giving the opponent a greater sense of oppression.
It gave him the creepy feeling of being stared at at close range by a Tyrannosaurus rex.
then.
Zhang Ping'an was in this state, following the guidance of the Taoist Rat in front of him.
He confessed everything he knew.
The strange bronze statue came from his grandfather in the hope of getting a magical medicine that could cure diseases.
Of course, it would be better if you can get involved with mysterious forces.
As for the further origin, Zhang Ping'an didn't know, and said that his grandfather was tight-lipped about it.
I just want to firmly express that this bronze statue is 100% genuine and a good thing!
Su Ping could tell that the other party was not lying.
So, the old man who regained his amiability smiled and said lightly:
"My little friend, please make a phone call and go back."
"Let's just say that you met a Taoist who has some skills and you want to go see your grandfather and tell them not to panic."
"ha?"
Zhang Ping'an was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. Apart from the fear in his heart, he also felt a surge of ecstasy.
Although the rat Taoist doesn't look like a good person.
But he is truly extraordinary!
Such a monk is willing to follow him to the hospital to visit his grandfather, no matter what the reason is.
Zhang Ping'an is convinced that after this time, their Zhang family's life will be much easier.
His status might even skyrocket!
If I was not eligible to go to the Taoist Library in the past, would I have to go to the Taoist Temple to give me a voucher?
"I'm going to buy a plane ticket right now?"
Zhang Pingan asked tentatively.
But I heard Taoist Rat chuckle lightly and say:
"Why go to all the trouble? It's better to choose a different day than to hit it. When you're ready, I'll fly there with you!"
"Fly... fly over?"
Zhang Pingan was excited after hearing that shout.
After all, he is also a direct descendant from a family with a spiritual heritage, and he has learned so much spiritual knowledge from him.
Where can one not have the dream of flying between heaven and earth?
He quickly dialed his father's phone number and spoke briefly.
His father was also keenly aware of the great opportunity here, so he agreed without saying a word, and immediately called his relatives and rushed to the hospital.
Zhang Pingan hung up the phone and looked at Taoist Rat.
Taoist Rat shook his sleeve slightly and took out a black package.
The package suddenly unwrapped and moved towards Zhang Ping'an.
"Huh?"
Zhang Pingan was involved in the package and exclaimed.
"Don't be afraid, this thing can protect you from wind disaster."
"Just stay for a while."
Naturally, it was impossible for Su Ping to ride in the clouds and bring people with him.
This is not a cave in a pot, and he doesn't have the time to build another one.
If it's a gourd, it's possible to get help.
It is better to wrap up the other party directly and prevent others from seeing what you are capable of.
And actually.
After Su Ping left the VIP room.
I chose to disappear directly into a small passenger plane in the new airport next to it.
From the tablet computer with the highest authority obtained from Mr. Huang, Su Ping could easily see the flight routes of all new airport passenger planes.
The terminal of this express passenger plane is no more than a hundred miles away from the city where Zhang Pingan is located.
And since it was a return trip, there were not many passengers.
Su Ping chose a place with no one in the back row, simply set up a confusion array, drank spiritual wine, ate elixirs, held spiritual stones in his hands and closed his eyes to practice.
As the small passenger plane took off, it arrived at the airport.
Su Ping opened his eyes, and after silently thanking the crew members, he actually flew hundreds of miles into the air and found the hospital where Zhang Ping'an's grandfather was.
"Now that you're here, you have to show off."
Su Ping looked at the eight-story private hospital and confirmed that the patient was in the special care ward on the highest floor.
The figure flashed and disappeared at the door with a gust of dark wind.
Inside the hospital, there is a single special care ward where Zhang Pingan’s grandfather is located.
After receiving the news, the Zhang family stood beside the hospital bed, waiting anxiously.
Some people suspect that Zhang Pingan was deceived. There are many scammers there.
After such a big incident happened recently, scammers will naturally not let go of such an opportunity.
Naturally, there are endless people who pretend to be gods and ghosts.
It was difficult for Zhang's father to refute, but the old man firmly believed in Zhang Pingan.
The reason? Naturally, Zhang Ping'an is the best cultivation seedling of their Zhang family!
In his opinion, anyone who goes to Nirpur is likely to be deceived, but Zhang Pingan will not.
Because this kid is a very blessed person!
I heard what the old man said.
The rest of the people looked a little unhappy.
However, when they were talking to this point, the light outside the window suddenly dimmed.
Father Zhang, who was looking for a topic to lighten the atmosphere, suddenly let out a sigh and looked toward the window, frowning slightly:
"Is it going to rain? Why is it so gloomy?"
"By the way, it's almost nine o'clock, why haven't the nurses come over yet for examination?"
"I'll ask the nurse."
Father Zhang said and walked to the door.
Click!
Opened the door.
Finding the darkness in front of the door, he hesitantly stretched his head and looked at the hospital corridor. His expression suddenly froze, and he slowly took a step back and closed the door gently.
After completely retreating to the ward, he said in a hoarse voice:
"Why... why is it so dark outside?"
"It's also filled with invisible black fog!"
"Is... did Ping An bring someone here?"
"Black mist? You won't practice secretly to create hallucinations, right?"
Hearing this, the old man's second daughter, who was close to Zhang's father, walked over and opened the door.
Then, everyone heard the woman's scream.
But when she opened the door, she happened to see an old man in black robe standing there with a black smell all over his body.
Not only did a squeaking sound come out of the black mist behind them, but a pair of blood-red eyes emerged and stared at them.
The few timid people were so frightened that they sat on the floor of the ward.
What made them feel even weirder was such a noise.
All the doctors and nurses on this floor seemed to have disappeared. No one appeared.
Taoist Rat glanced at these people and looked at the patient.
He found that among the people present, only this old man wearing a breathing mask looked at him with excitement rather than fear.
It seems that his desire for life makes him tend to regard all the unimaginable as life-saving straw?
Su Ping waved his hand, causing the red eyes in the black mist to recede a lot.
Then he shook his sleeves gently, and a black package flew out and quickly grew in size.
As the package landed and untied automatically, the Zhang family saw Zhang Pingan, who was dazed inside.
Zhang Pingan felt the light and realized that he should have landed.
He only felt a little nauseous and uncomfortable, but otherwise he was fine. It was just a pity that he could not experience the feeling of flying in the air.
After a few seconds, Zhang Ping'an regained his senses and opened his eyes wide to find that he had appeared in his grandfather's ward.
He came to his senses and quickly stood up and looked at Taoist Rat for introduction.
Wait for Zhang Ping'an to finish his introduction.
Su Ping slowly walked towards the bed.
At the same time, a trace of black air also spread from the open door.
The red eyes also gathered again in the dark mist at the door, staring at everyone in the ward.
"Don't be afraid, I just came here to ask some questions."
"Cough cough cough!"
The old man on the hospital bed struggled to get up, and after taking off his breathing mask, a smile appeared on his pale face.
As a man matures with age, after seeing Taoist Rat's appearance, he knew that his grandson had invited an evil cultivator.
And after hearing Zhang Ping'an's introduction.
The old man's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized that everyone in the ward had become hostages tied to him in a sense!
This... is really a heretical and evil way!
He sounds gentle and polite, but in fact he has been using all means to secretly intimidate him.
At this point, he had no choice but to use all his strength to say:
"Please ask fellow Taoists, I will definitely know everything and tell you everything!"
"Thank you very much."
Su Ping nodded slightly, and at the same time his consciousness swept over the old man's body, guiding a trace of spiritual energy into his body to preserve his life.
Otherwise, it would be bad if you suddenly fainted in the middle of talking.
Su Ping took out the bronze statue.
After the old man showed such an expression, although he was older, he answered Su Ping's questions clearly.
He and Su Ping guessed pretty well.
This thing comes from a large underground tomb related to Daomen.
No wonder this old man can 100% guarantee that it is genuine.
At the same time, according to what the old man said, the ancient tomb was not excavated later, but was protected and sealed after some discussion.
Therefore, many things should still be buried underground.
Su Ping actually has no interest in the antiques underground.
All he cares about is whether the radiation source that may have radiated the bronze statue is still there.
Or maybe it was taken out like this bronze statue.
So, except for the exact location of the underground palace.
Su Ping also learned from the old man the origins of several other utensils brought out besides this bronze statue.
After keeping all the information in mind silently.
Then compare it with the information collected by Mr. Huang during this period.
Su Ping confirmed that the other party did not lie to him.
Because an ancient sword matched what the old man said.
It was the remains of a magic sword used by Taoists.
It was also given to me by the person who presented the treasure some time ago.
It was confirmed that it was authentic, but it was unable to react, and it was obviously not as close to the radiation source as the bronze statue.
But because of the real reason, Mr. Huang and others also took photos and kept them.
The origin was also recorded, and it was a certain family that the old man told him.
So, Su Ping asked the old man:
"If I can gain anything from this trip, I owe you a favor."
"What...are you going to use this favor for?"
"But I want to help you cure your illness?"
The old man was a little moved when he heard this, and he hesitated and asked:
"If the disease you have is cured, how many years can you live?"
"How many years do you live?"
Su Ping chuckled, made an estimate and said:
"Even if you are free from all diseases, because you were severely depleted of Qi and blood in your early years, your lifespan is approaching, and you may still be able to enjoy it for another year or two."
"Are you going to enjoy it for a year or two?"
The old man smiled bitterly and looked at Zhang Pingan, who had his head lowered.
"I wonder if you could exchange this favor for a request from me?"
"I... hope that the Taoist Master can accept my grandson into your sect?"
"Even if it's just a named disciple."
As soon as the old man said these words, Zhang Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.
The other people also changed their colors slightly, but quickly realized that this was the best choice for the Zhang family.
Compared to an old man who can only live for one or two years.
A registered disciple of a mysterious force... undoubtedly has a brighter future!
"Hahaha!"
The rat Taoist laughed.
After scanning the surroundings, black mist appeared on my body:
"I agreed, I will give him a chance! If that kid really has spiritual roots, the burial ground won't mind having one more named disciple!"
As soon as the words fell.
The room lights flickered a few times.
The black mist receded like the tide.
At this time, a doctor and a nurse suddenly walked in with a cart with confused expressions. They were a little unhappy when they saw the old man sitting up.
At the same time, I was also confused, why couldn't I find this ward just now?
…………
Naturally, things about the Zhang family cannot be hidden, or in other words, they have no intention of hiding them.
Soon, the higher-ups found out that the people behind Mr. Huang and others came to ask questions about a bronze statue.
Involuntarily, they have stepped up their management vigilance over major museums.
At the same time, after learning that Zhang Ping'an might become a registered disciple, the person who originally hesitated to present the treasure seemed to have finally seen a path for ordinary people to become extraordinary.
In addition to agreeing to take out the collection and give it a try.
On the other hand, investment in antiques and other items has also been increased.
This is manifested among the people, that is, the treasure hunting industry, which had long since ceased, is becoming popular again.
Many old masters were hired with huge sums of money to return to work and take their disciples to the countryside to look for treasures that might have been missed.
And at the same time that these follow-ups have just begun to ferment.
Su Ping first went to a museum somewhere and confirmed with his own eyes that the other instrument was not what he needed.