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Chapter 567 What on earth are you doing?

In the backyard of the courtyard, Zhang Yuzong and Zhang Yiyan stood opposite each other on both sides. The latter bowed slightly and saluted, "Master, please teach me!"

"Make your move!" Zhang Yuzong's expression rarely turned serious.

Zhang Yiyan put his hands together, held his breath and stared. This time he did not recite the spell. Lightning flashed where his palms touched. He spread his hands apart and drew a Bagua in the air, then pushed forward with force. Two golden lightning bolts shot out and hit Zhang Yuzong directly.

The latter nodded approvingly, without moving an inch, he waved one hand, lightning flashed with golden light, exploded a small tree on the side, and a puff of white smoke emerged.

"!" Zhang Yiyan didn't expect that his opponent could resolve the blow with one hand, so he frowned. If he continued to fight, he would not be his opponent at all. He stopped and looked down at his hands, with a look of doubt on his face.

Zhang Yuzong stroked his beard and laughed a few times, "Don't be too impatient, nothing can be achieved overnight!"

"You have to remember, just because your palms are flashing with electricity doesn't mean you're awesome or that you've learned everything. What you've learned is just the beginning. There's still a lot to learn!"

. . .

"I am spiritual, and the Dharma is spiritual too. If I am not spiritual, who will be the god of thunder... The response from the unintentional feeling is like an echo. It is nothing but the result, but there is no delusion..."

Zhang Yuzong slowly broke down the instructions word by word, teaching them one sentence at a time. Zhang Yiyan stood at the side, watching intently, his mind working rapidly.

Slowly, Zhang Yiyan followed suit. His movements were slow, one move at a time, moving as he pleased. He stretched out his index and middle fingers, drawing with his fingertips, and the Bagua shape appeared. As his magic power circulated, golden light flashed around him. He used his fingers as a staff, and flashes of lightning burst out from his fingertips. The golden light shot out, and a small tree on the side snapped.

Zhang Yuzong clapped his hands, "Good disciple, the master is going to travel around, call me if you need anything!"

"it is good!"

After another two days of recuperation, Xie Huai finally came back. He looked exhausted and lay down on the sofa. "Junior brother, pour me a cup of tea!"

Zhang Yiyan handed over the cup that was already warm on the table, "What happened?"

After drinking it all in one gulp, Xie Huai felt better and waved his hand, "Don't mention it, it's about fighting for the family property! I really don't like to get involved in these things!"

"By the way, why are you here? Where are Master and Uncle-Master? And where is that old man Yan Junge?"

Zhang Yiyan poured him another glass of water. "Master and uncle sent Master to take a plane, Yan Junge went back to work at the Municipal Bureau! What family property did you talk about first?"

"It was left by Old Xie. His crimes were not exposed, so his face was saved! The property was naturally saved as well. It was a noisy situation, and there was no will, so they have been arguing for days." Xie Huai really admired these people. They started arguing about the inheritance just a few days after the person died, and they still haven't figured it out yet!

"A lot?" Zhang Yiyan touched his chin, raised his eyelids, and met Xie Huai's inquiring eyes, "Senior Brother, you also have the right of inheritance, right?"

The look in the junior brother's eyes clearly showed that he wanted to get involved, "...what do you like?"

Zhang Yiyan looked at him with a half-smile, and pushed the water he had just poured toward him, "Brother, have some tea!"

"Gudong~" Xie Huai swallowed his saliva, picked up the cup and took a sip, "Good tea!"

At night, Zhang Yiyan changed into black clothes, opened the door and got into a black SUV. Xie Huai was also dressed in black, holding the steering wheel, and threw a mask over, "Cover it up, cover it up, I don't want to see you on the news tomorrow. A section chief in a certain city stole from the former director's house late at night!"

Zhang Yiyan glanced at him and said, "You are wrong. I am here to help you. How can it be called stealing when it comes to what scholars do?"

"Then why are you dressed in black?" Xie Huai glanced at him again.

"It suits you!"

"...Thank you!" Xie Huai didn't know why he was also dressed in black.

"You're welcome!"

"..."

Xie Huai was driving and suddenly laughed, "Junior brother, why did you think of going to the Xie family's old house? Is there something you really want?"

"Take a look and then talk!"

"You're talking like you're shopping in a supermarket! I'm telling you, the security at this old house is pretty tight. If anything goes wrong, I'll run away and I promise I won't take care of you!"

Zhang Yiyan didn't want to pay any attention to him and changed the subject, "Senior Brother, Director Zuo from the Special Department is looking for me!"

"Squeak!" The sound of tires rubbing against the ground was heard, and the car suddenly stopped on the side of the road. Xie Huai looked angry, "What did he ask you to do? What did he say?"

"I am the team leader of a group, and he said he would train me to be his successor!" There must be something fishy!

Xie Huai was so angry that he took out his cell phone and called Zuo Junmo immediately. After three rings, the other party answered, "Zuo, are you sick? Why are you looking for my junior brother? I'm telling you, don't do unnecessary things!"

"What a crap successor! I'm so pissed off!" Xie Huai cursed and hung up the phone without even listening to Zuo Junmo's explanation.

Zuo Junmo chuckled as he watched the call being hung up. He was still so energetic. When he saw the time on his phone, he became a little nervous. It was 1am. He came to question me so late. There was only one answer. He was with Zhang Yiyan now!!!

He called back immediately, Xie Huai restarted the car, glanced at the phone, and answered it, "What?"

"Who are you with so late? Zhang Yiyan?" Zuo Junmo's face was gloomy, but he still suppressed his temper.

Xie Huai frowned, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

The bullshit one is, "...what are you doing together so late at night? Discussing the case?"

"It's none of your business!" Xie Huai hung up the phone again, feeling better. He didn't even realize that he got angry when he talked to Zuo Junmo on the phone. He felt better when he made Zuo Junmo angry.

Zhang Yiyan, who had been listening to the whole thing, did not comment on it, but he had a bad idea. Seeing Xie Huai's phone light up again, he said, "Brother, let me ask him what he wants to do."

The car entered the tunnel, and Xie Huai didn't want to be distracted, "Okay, you help me pick it up!"

"Hello~"

Zuo Junmo held the phone away and saw that it was indeed Xie Huai's call. What voice? He almost couldn't catch his breath, "Zhang, Yiyan?"

Zhang Yiyan curled his lips, "It's so late, Minister Zuo called several times in a row, is there anything urgent?"

You guys still know it’s this late and you’re still together!!! “…Please help me convey a message to Xie Huai.”

"Minister Zuo, it's better to talk about it in person." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

",,, well done!" Xie Huai gave him a thumbs up, "Junior brother, do you think there are still people from the Conferred God Clan lurking in the special department?"

"Brother, it's better to be safe than sorry!"

Zuo Junmo, who was so angry that he was fuming, raised his hand, then silently put it back, and wandered around the room with his hands on his hips. He couldn't lose his temper, he couldn't lose his temper, he had to take it slow, take it slow!

Zhang Yiyan and Yan Junge are a perfect match, and it was obvious that they were deliberately trying to make me angry on behalf of Xie Huai!

But what are they doing together so late?