If the owner of the tomb had an heir and knew about it, it would definitely be an eternal and sworn feud. Therefore, as long as the hatred is not too deep, no one would choose to do this.
Jiang Ning did it, which showed how deep his hatred towards the second master of the Jiang family was.
Henry Zhang really couldn't stand the depressing and dull atmosphere, coughed twice and said: "Dad, you see it's rare for me and my eldest brother to take a break, why don't we three have a good drink tonight?"
Hearing this, Jiang Ning knew that he really needed strong alcohol to soothe his emotions now, so he nodded in agreement.
When Zhang Qingshan saw that he agreed, he naturally had nothing to say.
"Okay, there are several jars of rime buried in the house that have been exposed in the ground for more than 20 years. It's very strong. We, the three of us, will hug it tonight!"
With the efforts of the Zhang family and his son, Jiang Ning's mood gradually improved, and the relaxed and lively atmosphere in the carriage returned to its original state.
Nvshang rushed out from the mountain road next to her halfway and sat back on the roof of the car, not knowing what she was doing.
As the night grew darker, the sound of squeaking wheels suddenly stopped.
The three of Jiang Ning returned to Zhang's house in Meng County.
"Let's go have a drink." Henry Zhang shouted, jumping out of the carriage first and letting the family's chef prepare the meal.
Jiang Ning slowly walked into the house with Zhang Qingshan behind.
Nvshang didn't know what she did in Kanershan today. It was very quiet along the way. Before she arrived at Zhang's house, she jumped out and went back to Jiang Ning's room.
Jiang Ning didn't notice anything strange, so he left her alone.
"Ning'er, uncle has something very important to tell you."
On the way into the hall, seeing that Henry Zhang was not there, Zhang Qingshan whispered: "But you must not tell anyone about this, especially Xuan'er. Can you promise to do it?"
Jiang Ning saw that his expression was serious and his tone was serious and not like a joke, so his heart sank and he said: "Uncle, it's okay. If there is anything you need Ning'er to do, just give him the order."
Zhang Qingshan nodded and said seriously: "I'm afraid my uncle will die soon."
Boom!
Jiang Ning felt like a bolt from the blue.
What does it mean to be short-lived...
Jiang Ning's Adam's apple squirmed, and he pretended to be happy and said: "Uncle, please don't fool around. It's okay to make such a joke with my nephew!"
Zhang Qingshan looked bitter.
Jiang Ning laughed twice and fell silent.
"What's going on? Didn't you say it's okay?"
"Besides, uncle, you are also a warrior who has been tempering your body for many years. Now you are only middle-aged. It is the time when your energy and blood are at peace. How could it be possible..."
Jiang Ning couldn't help but urge.
Zhang Qingshan shook his head and sighed, and said: "I know my situation best. Without the method of accumulating spirits, mortals can only live for less than a hundred years. I am now close to the age of knowing my destiny, and Wang Jin's palm hurt my heart and blood.
If the foundation is damaged, there will be no way to recover."
"I am telling you this now because I hope that after I leave, you and Xuan'er can still be as close as brothers and take care of each other. My uncle knows that cultivators can achieve great immortality, but the cause and effect of heaven's cycle will lead to greater longevity.
How can immortality be without price?"
"The world is difficult, people's hearts are sinister, and everything is like a poisonous snake with a sweet mouth and a sword. Only by supporting each other and working together can we cut off the gold. As for the Zhang family, the rise and fall of the family is like a bonfire, and the waves are rolling. The fate of prosperity is also the fate of decline.
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"Just take care of yourself." Zhang Qingshan explained.
It can be said that Jiang Ning is the best he can see at a glance, and Zhang Qingshan knows his character and temper.
Jiang Ning would still return to the Zhang family when he was alive. If he died, the Zhang family would have nothing to do with him. He would help Zhang Xuan and take care of Zhang Fuling, but he would not care about the Zhang family.
Zhang Qingshan has no doubt about this.
Jiang Ning's forehead veins twitched when he heard this.
He felt that Zhang Qingshan's words sounded like he was explaining the funeral arrangements!
"There must be a way to cure it." He said firmly.
Jiang Ning couldn't accept the fact that Zhang Qingshan was about to die soon, especially because he had his own reasons for it.
If it weren't for the enmity between himself and Wang Jin, Zhang Qingshan wouldn't have received this slap that hurt his heart, causing his foundation to be shaken and his life in danger.
It can be said that Jiang Ning owes Zhang Qingshan this palm!
Zhang Qingshan shook his head and said: "Your Aunt Su also said that there is no cure."
"impossible!"
Jiang Ning interrupted: "Is it possible that there are no five schools and four sects? Those land gods all have extraordinary abilities, they can turn stones into gold, and change the heaven and the earth. Don't they have any way to cure diseases? I don't believe it!"
Zhang Qingshan patted him on the shoulder and said: "Ning'er, the gods on land are all real gods. They live in the sky. If you can't ask for them, you can't ask for them."
"Besides, uncle, I'm not going to have my hair cut off anytime soon. With my body, I can handle it until you two little bastards get married."
Jiang Ning was silent.
Think about it, if a being like the land god is released to China, he is the emperor of the dynasty and the head of state. How can such a person be seen by ordinary people?
Seeing that they were about to reach the dining room, Henry Zhang's figure could still be seen scurrying around in the room. Jiang Ning said solemnly in a low voice: "Uncle, since the gods of the five courtyards and four sects cannot be sought, then you will wait until my nephew becomes a land god.
Then I will heal you myself!"
Zhang Qingshan laughed, his eyes filled with relief.
"Okay, uncle, let's wait and see the day when you become a land god!"
"Today, only drunkenness!"
Now that Zhang Xuan and Jiang Ning are in the Zhang family, their status has risen. There are seven cooks in the Shanlun Mansion. The food is not only delicious and delicious, but also very fast.
Soon the table was filled with a variety of dishes.
Henry Zhang took a chopstick and knocked on the table to announce the dishes to the two of them.
"Stop, stop, stop." Jiang Ning interrupted him and said angrily: "I asked you to report the dishes, while you stay here and practice your mouth."
At the dinner table, a young maid was holding a wine flask, looking longingly at the three men at the table drinking and talking.
To be precise, I was looking at Henry Zhang and Jiang Ning.
Young girls like them, who are in their prime of life, like nothing more than gentle, elegant and handsome young men.
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Of the two people at the table, one has experienced hundreds of battles and is passionate about the land of romance and cannot extricate himself.
The other one has many things on his mind and a long way to go. He must not only rebuild the Jiang family, but also revitalize Qingling. He has to shoulder all the official and private matters, so he has no time to think about the love between his children.
After three rounds of drinking, Henry Zhang stood up with a wine glass in his hand, his cheeks flushed and swaying to show his literary talent: "The smoke and fire in the world are the most touching to the hearts of mortals. Twenty years of rime dew is enough!"
There were elders at the table, and the two powerful practitioners did not use their spiritual energy to force their drinking power, but only relied on their drinking capacity.
With drunken eyes, Jiang Ning looked at Henry Zhang who put his hand on his father's shoulder and burst into laughter.
"Xuan Zhang, if you can't drink, just stay back. Look at how your eldest brother and I got drunk together with my uncle today!"
Jiang Ning picked up half of the jar of rime dew left next to him, stood up and said drunkenly: "Uncle, my nephew will do it first today as a courtesy."
"Don't ask my nephew if he can drink. My nephew is a bottle drinker. He has never been drunk since he was a child. First, spin one for his uncle. The ace bottle blower applies to compete!"
After saying that, Jiang Ning raised his head and drank most of the jar of rime dew in one gulp.
"Brother is fierce!"
"Then I'll follow you too!"
Henry Zhang was stimulated by Jiang Ning's drinking method. He was so proud that he picked up another jar of rime dew and poured it into his mouth without giving up.
Zhang Qingshan's eyes turned red as he looked at the two young men in front of him who were drinking and fighting.
"Singing to wine, how much life is like, like morning dew, it was so bitter in the past, let's drink wine today, let's drink until the sky is dark..." He grabbed the jar fiercely, and started to compete with Jiang Ning and Zhang Xuan to drink.
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Outside the room, the night breeze is blowing, the stars are dotted, it is quiet and peaceful, everything looks so beautiful...