When Zhang Daqian heard Zhu Xunuo ask his name, he apologized with both hands and said in awe: "Zhang Youji, the son of Zhang family in Longxi, Zhang Daqian!"

Hearing Zhang Daqian's words, the ghosts in the hall turned their heads and looked at Zhang Youji, their eyes full of envy.

Zhang Youji said proudly: "Okay, okay, okay, my elder son!"

When Zhu Xunuo heard that the Ming army in front of him was Zhang Youji's son, he was also happy. After explaining her purpose, she looked at the other Ming army and shouted: "The time has not come, and it is not the time to fight the decisive battle against the King of Yan. Except for the people from Zhangjia Village in Longxi, everyone else will go back to their own places!"

"Get orders!"

After the ghosts of the Alexander Paper Man in the woods shouted the order, they returned to the woods one after another, leaving only more than 300 Ming troops in front of Zhu Xunuo.

These more than 300 Ming soldiers were all wearing Ming general armor, and the lowest one was the leader of a hundred households.

"Look, look, my son is there, now he is a hundred households!"

"My son is a thousand households, really a thousand households."

"My son is also a hundred households..."

"King Ning did not treat our children badly. King Ning gave our children the best treatment."

After seeing their relatives, the souls in the hall were filled with joy and their resentment disappeared, and these souls returned to their translucent appearance.

In the mirror, Zhang Daqian looked at Zhu Xunuo with confusion and asked, "Your Highness, is there anything you want to keep us? Is it to let us perform an emergency mission?"

Zhu Xunuo did not answer the question, but took out his cell phone and started dialing.

Just as I was thinking about who Zhu Xunuo was calling, my cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.

I took out my cell phone and found that Zhu Xunuo was calling me a video call. After answering the phone, the scene between Zhu Xunuo and the woods appeared on my cell phone.

I quickly understood what Zhu Xunuo meant, handed the phone to Zhang Youji, and said, "Old man, let's communicate with your son."

Ghosts like Zhang Youji came to this city five hundred years ago, so they are very familiar with these high-tech.

However, when Zhang Daqian saw the phone that Zhu Xunuo handed him, he was shocked and said, "What's this?"

"Son, this thing is called a mobile phone. Give dad an address. Dad will buy one online. The express delivery in the underworld is very convenient. If not, I can ask Lord Tianyi to burn one for you."

"Damn it, this thing is my father, so I can take advantage of me!" Zhang Daqian was stunned for a moment. Before Zhu Xunuo could react, a soul fire hit Zhu Xunuo's phone.

Boom!

I only saw a fire coming from the video of my mobile phone, and the signal broke.

"This silly boy is such an old antique. I have never seen his mobile phone. I will bring him to the city to see the world someday."

Hearing Zhang Youji's words, the people present burst into laughter.

I turned my head and looked into the mirror. Zhu Xunuo smiled bitterly when he saw that his phone was burned.
Chapter completed!