Chapter 788: Demolition

Hearing what Zhang Ziling said, Black and White Wuchang's body trembled suddenly, and then Bai Wuchang quickly took out a pamphlet and turned it over.
"Shang, Shangxian... Jiang Family in Nanzhou City has a life span or not yet..."
"I will let you go."
"Yes!"
Following Zhang Ziling's unquestionable words, Bai Wuchang was so frightened that he took his pamphlet back, and hurriedly stood up straight and responded to Zhang Ziling.
Although the black and white impermanence knows that arbitrarily hooking the soul of a mortal who has not used up to the underworld is a felony guilty of Tian Tiao, but compared to committing Tian Tiao...
Black and white Wuchang felt that the consequences of violating Zhang Ziling's order seemed to be more serious.
Infringement of Tian Tiao is at most being knocked out of the mortal world, or being suppressed and sealed... But if it violates Zhang Ziling, then it will be destroyed.
Black and white impermanence is not a fool, and naturally knows what to do.
Without any hesitation, nor waiting for Zhang Ziling's urging, even the black and white impermanence did not allow the king to approve, the two took the ecstasy chain and rushed to the ghost gate deep in the underworld.
Seeing the black and white impermanence leave, Zhang Ziling didn't say much, and after asking Yixannami to look around, he entered the illusion of life and death again.
Zhang Ziling reappeared in front of Zhang Ziyou, coldly watching Jiang Jingsheng brutally break into his home with a bunch of gangsters.
When Zhang Ziling saw Jiang Jingsheng as a former classmate, he only planned to let their wealth fall and return to civilians.
But now... Zhang Ziling's eyes flashed red, and his face was extremely gloomy.
Perhaps Jiang Jingsheng...in the next tens of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of years, he will not live too well.
Zhang Ziling was not a good person. Jiang Jingsheng was able to treat Zhang Ziling's twelve-year-old sister in this way, and it was destined that Zhang Ziling could not let Jiang Jingsheng go.
Zhang Ziyou fainted briefly because his head hit the wall, and it seemed to be bleeding.
Seeing Zhang Ziyou's current situation, Zhang Ziling's eyes became colder.
Without going to control Jiang Jingsheng, Zhang Ziling squatted down and looked at Zi You who was unconscious, with distress and guilt in his eyes.
Only now did Zhang Ziling really understand what kind of pain Zhang Ziyou experienced after passing through.
Perhaps this is just the beginning.
Zhang Ziling even regretted that he hadn't ascended to the Supreme as soon as possible and returned earlier.
Zhang Ziling wanted to hug Ziyou, but Zhang Ziling's hand passed through Zhang Ziyou's body without hindrance. Zhang Ziling forgot again, all of this is an illusion, something that has already happened.
"Hey! Go and see if there is anything wrong with that girl, don't die!"
At this time, Jiang Jingsheng's voice rang in Zhang Ziling's ears, and then a gangster pulled Zhang Ziyou up and looked at the back of Zhang Ziyou's head.
"Boss, it's just a little broken, it's okay." The reported to Jiang Jingsheng.
"It's okay." Jiang Jingsheng nodded, and then fell into deep thought, "Where did Zhang Ziling go? It has been missing for almost a year..."
"Forget it, Zhang Ziling is no longer there anyway, I'll come to tear down this broken house in a few days!" Jiang Jingsheng thought for a while and then stopped hesitating, and directly ordered the crowd.
"Directly demolished? Then this girl..." Some gangsters couldn't help but hesitate when he heard Jiang Jingsheng's words.
Seeing Zhang Ziyou's coma, some gangsters were a little unbearable.
After all, if the little girl didn't even have a home, they couldn't imagine how she could survive.
Snapped!
Jiang Jingsheng directly slapped the gangster who questioned him, and cursed: "What era is this? She still cares about this girl? She has no brother, so why do you want this house?"
"The demolition is a major event. How does this girl matter to you from now on?"
"Yes!" After being slapped by Jiang Jingsheng, the did not dare to speak any more and nodded repeatedly.
"Let's go, next is Cheng Huang's family, they are also old and stubborn, and they all give me a little bit!" Jiang Jingsheng did not look at Zhang Ziyou again, went straight through Zhang Ziling's body, and walked out.
A group of gangsters all glanced at Zhang Ziyou with some sympathy, and one even hugged Zhang Ziyou on the bed, but they did not dare to stay here anymore, all ran out.
Zhang Ziyou was left alone in this room again.
Zhang Ziling calmly looked at Zhang Ziyou lying on the bed and waited.
It was not until the evening that Zhang Ziyou slowly opened his eyes.
"It hurts~" Zhang Ziyou rubbed his head, glanced at the mess around him in a daze, his eyes changed slightly.
"How come?" Zhang Ziyou didn't care about his groggy head, and quickly ran in one direction, penetrating Zhang Ziling's body.
Zhang Ziling followed Zhang Ziyou, and when he saw Zhang Ziyou crying while holding a framed painting, Zhang Ziling was startled.
It was a painting of their brother and sister painted by Zhang Ziyou, his seventeenth birthday present...
After watching this illusion for a year, Zhang Ziling has never found that Zhang Ziyou attaches such importance to that painting.
Because the painting fell off the wall, the framed glass was broken, and even the footprints of Jiang Jingsheng were printed on the painting.
Zhang Ziling silently walked to the side of Zhang Ziyou and squatted down, trembling hands to stroke Zhang Ziyou's head.
Although Zhang Ziling knew that what he did here would not affect what had happened in the past, Zhang Ziling still wanted to give Zhang Ziyou some comfort.
Zhang Ziyou cried for not knowing how long he held the painting. It seemed that Zhang Ziyou remembered something. He quickly took the painting out of the broken frame, wiped the footprints on the paper with a small hand, and then folded it carefully and put it in his clothes. In the inner pocket, he rushed out the door.
Zhang Ziling looked worriedly at Zhang Ziyou who rushed out, and hurriedly followed.
"This girl, where else are you going so late?" Anxiousness flashed in Zhang Ziling's eyes.
Soon, Zhang Ziling followed Zhang Ziyou to Cheng Huang's door.
Perceiving the strangeness of Cheng Huang's house, Zhang Ziling's eyes couldn't help changing.
"Brother Cheng Huang! Brother Cheng Huang!" Zhang Ziyou knocked on Cheng Huang's door.
After a long time, Cheng Huang slowly opened the door, his whole body was purple and his eyes were red.
"Zi...Ziyou, you are here!" Cheng Huang barely squeezed a smile on his face.
"Big Brother Cheng Huang..." Zhang Ziyou looked at Cheng Huang's miserable appearance blankly, with doubts in his big eyes, "What's wrong with you?"
"No, nothing." Cheng Huang smiled and shook his head, but his voice was hoarse.
Zhang Ziling took the lead in walking through the swaying home, and saw that all the furniture was broken, and a lot of money was scattered on the ground, and there were messy footprints on the money.
My uncle and aunt are no longer at home, I don't know where they went.
Zhang Ziling naturally knew what had happened, and the blood in this room could not be hidden.
Cheng Huang once said to Zhang Ziling that his parents were furious because of the demolition...
It seems that from now on... there is something hidden in it.
Zhang Ziling didn't want to look any longer, so he cut through the space and left here.