Chapter 1321: Big day

Tianducheng, the early morning of the Zhao family ancestor's birthday.
The morning sun was rising, and there was a light rain last night, and the air was still mixed with the smell of earth and very light blood.
Zhang Ziling was sitting alone in front of the restaurant's stone ladder, spotless and extremely clean.
Around the restaurant, in addition to the ground there are a few inconspicuous blood stains, clean.
All night yesterday, the Zhao family's army launched a suicide attack on Zhang Ziling, and the bodies piled up into mountains.
Until the moment before dawn, the few remaining members of the Zhao family's army still launched a final charge towards Zhang Ziling.
Don't give up without dying.
Zhang Ziling counted the Zhao family army who died in his hands last night, a total of 120,000.
Those who came here to kill Zhang Ziling had no survivors.
Just as the sun rose, the last soldier of the Zhao family fell in front of Zhang Ziling. Within a radius of the restaurant, there were already mountains of corpses and blood flowing into rivers.
When the first person in Tiandu City woke up, Zhang Ziling had already cleaned up the surrounding area. All the corpses were incinerated in an instant, leaving no traces in this world.
"squeak--"
Behind Zhang Ziling, the door of the restaurant was gently opened, and a young girl's head came out from inside, her eyes flashing bright.
"Guest, why are you sitting here?" The Biyi maid who opened the door saw Zhang Ziling sitting at the door of the hotel, and hurried over to ask Zhang Ziling.
Zhang Ziling has lived in this restaurant for some time, and Zhang Ziling doesn't go anywhere on weekdays. The maid in Biyi naturally recognizes Zhang Ziling.
Zhang Ziling also recognized this little Chan, she was the youngest daughter of the shopkeeper of this restaurant, named Xiao Chan.
Because Zhang Ziling has lived in this restaurant for a long time, he is generous in his shots, and looks very easy-going, so the shopkeeper of the restaurant usually asks Xiaochan to serve Zhang Ziling.
Obviously, under the influence of the mysterious fan, everyone in the restaurant knew nothing about what happened yesterday.
Everyone had a good night's sleep, but they didn't know...
The moment before they woke up, there was still purgatory around here, and the corpses became mountains.
Zhang Ziling did not go to see Xiaochan, but stared at the rising sun in a daze, and said lightly: "Look at the morning sun."
The more than 100,000 troops sent by the Zhao family are obviously...
The Zhao family has already expressed its attitude.
The former master-servant friendship completely disappeared at the moment when the last person in the Zhao family's army fell.
Although Xiaochan felt that Zhang Ziling's approach was a bit strange, she was still a little worried about Zhang Ziling, and took the initiative to go back and take a blanket to put on Zhang Ziling, and said, "The guest officer should sit in the back room. Be careful of catching cold."
For some reason, Xiaochan felt that the air today was extremely cold.
Obviously it is the birthday of the ancestors of the Zhao family, and it is a happy event.
Suddenly, Zhang Ziling asked: "Today is the 10,000-year birthday of the ancestors of the Zhao family?"
Xiaochan was taken aback for a moment, nodded, and said: "Yes, the guest officer, you also came and went to celebrate the birthday of the ancestor of the Zhao family? I think you are too. Xiaochan usually sees people quite accurately, and the guest officer you talk very well. The dressing is also exquisite. It must be the son of which family, who is qualified to be a guest at the Zhao family!"
Xiaochan seemed to have opened Talking Tuber, and even sat on the stone ladder with Zhang Ziling.
Xiao Chan usually opens the door very early. At this time, the guests in the restaurant are still not awake, so they are not worried that they will affect others if they sit here.
Anyway, Zhang Ziling was also wearing a blanket, and Zhang Ziling had a good temper. Xiaochan occasionally made some mistakes, and Zhang Ziling didn't make a difference.
Over time, Xiao Chan also became bold in front of Zhang Ziling.
"I heard Brother Aniu next door say that the floors of Zhao's house are made of black gold, and there are delicacies of mountains and seas that I have never seen before! I heard that there is dragon meat! I am really curious about what dragon meat is. Taste!" Xiaochan put his hands on his chin and began to imagine.
"A piece of dragon meat can buy our restaurant, right?"
"Huh Keguan? Have you ever tasted dragon meat? Is it the same as Brother Aniu said, similar to donkey meat?" Xiaochan blinked and asked Zhang Ziling.
But when Xiaochan saw Zhang Ziling staring into the distance without speaking, Xiaochan suddenly realized that he was talking a little too much, and quickly got up from the ground, hurriedly apologized: "Excuse me! Xiaochan interrupted the guest officer. , Xiaochan is going to prepare breakfast for the guest officer!"
After that, Xiaochan didn't dare to stay here any longer, and ran into the restaurant.
After serving Zhang Ziling for some time, Xiaochan knew that Zhang Ziling liked to be quiet.
Although she is the youngest daughter of the shopkeeper of the restaurant, in ordinary people, girls are generally not treated very much, so Xiaochan did not dare to be too presumptuous in front of customers.
Perhaps it is because Zhang Ziling is usually too quiet and easy-going, so Xiaochan always has some illusions. Xiaochan has done things like Zhang Ziling many times, and was trained twice by the shopkeeper of the restaurant.
As Xiaochan ran away, Zhang Ziling also shook his head and smiled. He glanced at the blanket he was wearing, but was slightly surprised.
Ten thousand years ago, Qingdu City, Nine Profound Heavenly Devil Palace...
A young man sat on the top of the magic palace and stared into the distance, and a young man walked over slowly with a blanket.
The young man put on a blanket for the young man and said, "Master, it's cold outside, don't catch a cold."
Youth: "Wuwei, sit down with me and watch for a while."
The young man sat down and looked at the red cloud in the distance. Doubt flashed in his eyes, and said, "Master, are you enlightening?"
Youth: "Just looking at pure beauty."
Teenager: "But sir, you have been sitting here for a month, everyone is a little worried."
Youth: "It's okay."
Teenager: "I don't understand, I should go to prepare breakfast for the master for my son, and make it by myself."
Youth: "Good."
...
Thoughts flashed, Zhang Ziling's eyes gradually turned cold, stood up under a blanket, turned and walked into the restaurant, found a side position and sat down.
Not long after, Xiaochan came to Zhang Ziling with a bowl of medicated porridge, and said softly, "Guardian, this is Xiaochan's porridge. Drink some warmth."
"Yeah." Zhang Ziling took a sip with a spoon. Although the porridge didn't contain any precious ingredients, it was very fragrant.
"Guardian, should you set off?" Xiaochan asked Zhang Ziling, looking at the gradually lively outside, "The birthday feast of the ancestor of the Zhao family seems to be about to begin."
Many of the guests living in this restaurant have already left.
Zhang Ziling put down the empty bowl and looked out.
After cleaning up the corpses of the Zhao family army, there was no blockade around the restaurant, and the outside gradually became lively.
In this restaurant, the guests put on formal attire one after another, prepared a grand ceremony, and walked towards Zhao's house.
In the days of the Zhao family's ancestors' birthday, those who were able to live in the inn in Tiandu City were basically dignitaries.
"Yeah." Zhang Ziling nodded slightly and got up.
"Little Chan."
"What's the command of the guest officer?"
"Take me to Zhao's house."
"Okay...Huh?"