Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated! Chapter 408: Breakout

Zhang Juren stepped forward and greeted his parents first, then approached the Zeng family, his face was calm and indifferent, and finally he looked at the pair of children who were playing.

"Father, mother!"

"Miss!"

"I worshipped a master outside, and I will go out to practice with him."

"I'm here to invite you to meet my master!"

Zhang Juren's performance has always been tepid and full of modesty.

If it's like this with ordinary strangers, that's all. But to his parents and wife, he still had such an attitude, which seemed a little weird.

"What did my son say?"

Father Zhang changed his face when he heard what Zhang Juren said.

"Parents are here, don't travel far!"

"Are you going to practice? Practice what?"

Father Zhang really doesn't understand, he doesn't understand what this son is thinking about every day.

"Dad, my son doesn't want to read, but you let your son read, saying that it can honor the ancestors, and the son will listen to you!"

"Students are tested, candidates are tested, and my son has done it!"

“Nowadays, my son just wants to do what he wants to do, so you can fulfill your son!”

Zhang Juren suddenly knelt on the ground and solemnly kowtowed to Father Zhang.

"Head of the House!"

Seeing this scene, Mother Zhang spoke quickly, trying to help her son convince Father Zhang.

Father Zhang said with a firm attitude: "You want to leave home, okay, when I die, no matter where you go, I won't stop you!"

"Dad—!"

Zhang Juren grimaced.

However, Father Zhang was unmoved.

"Children, don't you understand?"

Just as the scene was stalemate, Daoist Jie Luck appeared in the backyard.

At this moment, he didn't hold the hexagram flag of "common clothes". He was wearing a simple robe and carrying a long wooden box. He walked slowly, and he was really a bit of a world expert momentum.

In fact, the Daoist of Jie Luck is an expert in the world.

"Who are you?"

Father Zhang saw Daoist Jie Luck and immediately stood up, very emotional.

"The Lord of the Tribulation!"

At this moment, Daoist Jie Luck did not hide his identity and origin, but simply explained who he was.

Lord of Fate!

The current Jieyun Daoist is a sweet pastry. Just grab one and send it to the government, that's a big reward. The robbery Daoist, but also represents the title and glory and wealth.

However, when the robbery Daoist Daoist revealed his identity, Zhang Ju and his family in the backyard all changed their faces.

Compared to Zhang's father, Zhang's mother, and Zeng's anxiety, Zhang Juren's face was full of surprise.

Of course, what Zhang Juren was pleasantly surprised about was not to report the Daoist Jie Luck, but that he worshipped the Dao Master Jie Luck as his teacher.

Zhang Juren has seen the magical means of the Dao of Jie Fortune.

The reason why he was able to rely on a scholar at such a young age and succeed in the exam is because his father found a disciple of the Jie Luck Dao and practiced the method of Jie Luck.

Otherwise, with his character, how could he pass the exam so easily?

The imperial examinations in Jiangcheng Prefecture were much more difficult than those in Xiangyi Prefecture.

"Daddy, madam!"

"I have now become a teacher, a teacher for one day and a father for life."

"In order not to implicate you, I can only leave with Master."

"You guys, take care!"

At this moment, Zhang Juren already understood that he could finally leave and do what he wanted to do.

After all, he was the Master of Jie Luck.

"Master, let's go!"

After Zhang Juren kowtowed to his parents, he stood up and looked at the Daoist Jie Luck next to him.

The Daoist of Jie Luck shook his head lightly and said: "Chi'er, I told you before as a teacher that when you enter the Dao of Jie Luck and enter my door, you need this worldly entanglement!"

"Do you know how to get rid of worldly entanglements?"

"Disciples don't know!"

Zhang Juren blinked, "Are you going to completely cut off the contact with your secular relatives? If so, the disciple can do it, please rest assured Master!"

"Nizi, what did you say!"

Father Zhang heard Zhang Juren's words and couldn't help shouting loudly.

"If it's so simple, why should I come back with you?"

The Daoist Master of Tribulation and Fortune snorted, "Without the worldly fate, it is to return dust to dust, and dust to dust!"

"You have received the favor of your parents, and you have to pay it back!"

"You owe you the responsibility of raising your children, and you have done it!"

"You and your wife's white-headed covenant must be broken!"

"That's how it's real!"

“”

Zhang Juren was dumbfounded. How could this be done?

My parents gave birth to him, and if he wants to repay this kindness, then you should raise me young and I will raise you old. But, if so, how did he leave this house?

"Master, this disciple doesn't understand!"

"Don't worry, you'll understand soon!"

The Daoist Jie Luck immediately stretched out his hand and took down the long wooden box he was carrying on his back.

"Two ways!"

The Daoist of Jie Luck placed the wooden box on the ground, tapped it lightly, and the box opened, with a sword and a pen inside.

"The first way, use this sword, cut off your passions!"

"The second way, use this pen to break your luck for the teacher, return your parents, send your wife and children!"

"It's your choice!"

Hearing the words of Daoist Jie Luck, Zhang Juren was instantly stunned on the spot.

Although he relied on the method of seizing luck, he was admitted to Juren, but he did have some knowledge. Zhang Juren is still very clear about what the words of the robbery Daoist mean.

To cut off love and desire is to let him use a sword to cut off the **** of family love.

Although he is a person with weak feelings, the people here include his parents who gave birth to him and raised him, a wife who is going to bear children for him, and a pair of well-behaved and lovely children.

How did he get it?

As for the second way, cut off your own luck

"Master, this disciple chooses the second way!"

Zhang Juren is not a cold-blooded beast after all.

The Daoist of Jie Luck smiled slightly and said, "Are you sure?"

"Do you know that once this seat breaks your luck, you will have bad luck for the rest of your life."

"No, no!"

Before the Daoist Jie Luck finished speaking, Mother Zhang spoke first.

"Son, my parents are getting old, and they don't have many years to live!"

"We gave birth to you and raised you, not for you to pay us back!"

"Master, please speak up!"

After Mother Zhang finished speaking, she did not forget to push Father Zhang.

Father Zhang suddenly burst out laughing, raised his finger and pointed at Zhang Juren, and said sternly: "Nizi, you are not filial!"

"Even if you choose the second way, I won't forgive you!"

"For the rest of your life, don't think about peace of mind!"

"You are an unfilial son!"

Father Zhang is not Mother Zhang. After he reprimanded him, he looked at Daoist Jie Yun with 12 points of resentment in his eyes.

"It's all you, it's your demon!"

"You bring my son back!"

Speaking, Father Zhang rushed towards Daoist Jie Luck. Although his movements were not very flexible, his expression was very decisive.

However, Daoist Jie Luck slapped Father Zhang casually to the ground.

"Stupid!"

"From the moment you cast your luck-snatching spell on your son, you've already lost this son!"

"My way of robbery and luck, you don't really think that there are only advantages and no disadvantages!"

As soon as Daoist Jie Luck said these words, Father Zhang, who fell to the ground, was stunned.

"Yes, what's the harm?"

Father Zhang was stunned and frightened.

The Daoist of Jie Luck chuckled and said, "Anyone who wins luck, first of all has little family affection. Whether it's his parents, his wife and children, in his heart, they are very light and light."

"Speaking of which, your son is quite good!"

"Think about it, when you used the method of stealing fortune for him, it should be the literary fortune of the person who was soon to die. Moreover, the person who was taken away should be voluntary, so you paid a lot of money. !”

"How did you, you, know?"

The panic on Father Zhang's face grew even stronger.

The Daoist of Jie Luck chuckled and said, "Every drink and every peck has a cause and effect."

"Don't be fooled!"

"If you want to get benefits for no reason, there is no such good thing in this world!"

The Daoist of Jie Luck sneered, "This is when you took your luck, and you paid enough price, otherwise, you son would have left you long ago!"

"The Taoist is gracious!"

"Please, let me come back, let me come back!"

Father Zhang suddenly fell to his knees and kowtowed to Daoist Jie Yun.

The Daoist of Jie Luck sighed and said, "It's hard to get over the water. Not to mention that the person who was taken away by your son is already dead. Even if that person is still alive, it is impossible to return everything to the original point."

"You have to bear the sins of your own making!"

The Daoist of Jie Fortune said coldly and looked at Zhang Juren again, "Chi'er, are you sure you want to choose the second way?"

"Disciple confirmed!"

Zhang Juren answered reverently.

"In this way, this seat will fulfill you!"

"No—"

The moment Daoist Jie Luck picked up the pen, Father Zhang suddenly rushed forward and snatched the long sword from the wooden box.

"Don't hurt my son!"

Father Zhang grabbed the long sword, drew it directly, let go and stabbed the old wife's chest with a sword.

Then, he drew his sword and ran towards Zeng and his little grandson and granddaughter who were holding Zeng's arms.

"Father—"

Zhang Juren's always indifferent expression finally changed. He swooped forward and tried to stop Zhang's father, who was already insane.

However, Father Zhang is obviously insane.

Facing Zhang Juren who was standing in front of him, Father Zhang still slashed down with his sword.

Zhang Juren was caught off guard and was slashed on the shoulder by Zhang's father with a sword.

The sword edge was stuck on Zhang Juren's shoulder, blood splashed and landed on Zhang's father's face, which also made the mad father Zhang regain his senses.

"Dad!"

Zhang Juren looked at his father Zhang with a painful expression.

"Don't make another mistake!"

"Very good, this gift of fertility has been paid back!"

At this moment, Daoist Jie Luck suddenly opened his mouth.

And when he opened his mouth, Zhang's father, who had just recovered, was paralyzed on the ground, but in just a moment, he crawled on his hands and feet on the ground to his old wife who was lying in a pool of blood.

"Old woman!"

"Wife, wait for me, wait for me!"

Father Zhang threw himself in front of Mother Zhang, looking at his old wife, who was about to lose her breath, and slammed into the stone pier next to her.

At this point, both Zhang Juren's parents died, and all the blessings of life and support have disappeared.

"Zhang Yi, I want to make peace with you!"

"My sons and daughters belong to me, and change their surname to Zeng. From now on, I will end my relationship with you and the Zhang family!"

As soon as Zeng's words came out, Daoist Jie Luck burst into laughter.

"That's right, it's all over!"

"Children, let's go with the teacher!"