A drama that was not a farce fell into silence with the return of the old scholar.
"what's the situation?"
Pushing open the wooden door, he looked at the hopeless Tang Wan in his arms, teasing Zhu Qianyun with a candy, Zhou Li trying to hide behind Zhuge Qing, the female Taoist priest who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the old scholar was stunned. In place.
Taoist priest, princess, young master of the Tang clan, sword tomb?
What kind of unique and magical combination is this?
"Isn't this Princess Yuli?"
After seeing Zhu Qianyun, a kind smile appeared on the old scholar's face and he said, "Why, are you willing to come back and see my old bones?"
"Fuck grandpa!"
After seeing the old scholar, Zhu Qianyun suddenly showed a look of surprise. She gently put Tang Wan aside, then ran to the old scholar and hugged him firmly.
"Stupid girl, it's quite heavy."
The old scholar patted Zhu Qianyun's back cheerfully and asked kindly: "How does it feel to be back? You haven't sent me more letters for so many years."
"I miss you so much that I dare not send it. I am afraid that once the letter is sent away, my heart will go with it."
After muttering something in a muffled voice, Zhu Qianyun hugged the old scholar tightly and whispered: "It was only when I returned to Beiliang that I felt like myself."
"Then let's stay a little longer."
Gently releasing Zhu Qianyun, the old scholar looked at Zhou Li and Tang Wan in front of him, nodded, and said:
"Yes, you guessed it right."
"Qianyun, that's Princess Yuli."
"Ah, oh."
The expected shock did not appear on their faces. On the contrary, Zhou Libai was indifferent, while Tang Wan's face was cold, as if he had expected this incident and didn't care.
"Aren't you surprised?"
The old scholar scratched his head in confusion, not quite understanding why the two of them were so ordinary.
"hey-hey."
Zhu Qianyun seemed to have anticipated the two people's reactions, and the smile on his face became brighter, like the setting sun in the spring breeze, gentle and elegant. She clasped her hands behind her back and stood pretty, as if the girl with low self-esteem ten years ago had returned to a familiar place, and said softly:
"Anyway, in their eyes, even if I am a princess, I am still a little fist stone princess."
"No."
Zhou Li shook his head and said seriously: "You can also be a duck."
Suddenly, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, and the slight alienation just now was swept away. Except for Tang Wan becoming a beautiful girl and Zhu Qianyun becoming a beautiful girl, everything was as before.
Wait, why am I so out of place?
Not daring to think too deeply, Zhou Li looked at the old scholar and Zhu Qianyun beside him, then at Zhuge Qing, and said, "Old scholar, this Taoist priest is also here to visit you."
"Um?"
The old scholar was stunned for a moment, and then noticed the Taoist priest beside him. It was clear that the other person had an immortal appearance and aloof temperament, but he subconsciously ignored him and just passed it over in his mind.
Taoism is not shallow.
"Longhu Mountain, Zhengyiyi, Zhang Wujie's eldest disciple, Zhuge Qing has met Senior Huang."
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Looking at the fairy-like woman in front of him, a flash of reminiscence flashed in the old scholar's eyes. But soon, this memory was replaced by shock.
Zhuge Qing?
"No wonder, no wonder..."
For a long time, the old scholar looked complicated, shook his head, and sighed:
"Back then, three thousand evil demons surrounded the Zhuge family in Wuzhangyuan, and the wind, rain, fire and thunder shook thousands of miles. Everyone said that the inheritance of Marquis Wu was broken, but who could have imagined it?"
Zhou Li and others on the side were shocked when they heard the old scholar's murmur, and then realized that the girl in front of them turned out to be a descendant of Wuhou. After all, there are many people with the surname Zhuge in the world, but the only ones who can be called descendants of Wuhou are that single lineage.
But the fierce battle that took place at the place where Wuhou fell had already made the world think that Wuhou's inheritance had been severed. After all, thirty-two people killed three thousand evil demons, which was an act that defied the heavens. In the end, the thunder that killed the demon of Khorne turned Wuzhangyuan into a deep cave.
Unexpectedly, the Wuhou inheritance was not only not broken, but also remained in the Zhengyi sect.
"During the battle of Gojohara, I was still young and stayed at a friend's house for a short time, so I was not involved in that war."
Even in the tragedy of annihilating his family, Zhuge Qing remained calm and unfazed.
"The deceased has passed away. Even Marquis Wu could not use the seven-star lantern to immortalize his soul and destroy the Wei Dynasty and restore the Han Dynasty. How can we talk about the successors of Marquis Wu more than a hundred years later? The path has entered Longhu Mountain, so he is naturally the descendant of Longhu Mountain. "
Hearing this, the old scholar showed an indescribable expression. There are different opinions about the incident in Wuzhangyuan, but the imperial court is also silent. But he knew that the battle that seemed like it shouldn't be fought was actually a decisive battle, and a battle that was destined not to be understood by the world.
"never mind."
After a while, the old scholar shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It is my fault that an outsider talks so much. I hope the Taoist Master will forgive me."
"The elders' thoughts are understood by Xiaodao."
Zhuge Qing had no intention of pursuing the matter, but showed some respect and gratitude. After all, she could hear that the old scholar was telling her something, such as the court's attitude towards Wuzhangyuan.
But it doesn't matter.
Zhuge Qing sighed secretly in her heart. She was a branch of the Zhuge family, and she had no impression of the Zhuge family. If her parents had not taken her to her master's house to enter the ancestral hall, she would not have even known that she was a descendant of Marquis Wu.
As for the inheritance of Marquis Wu...she has never understood it.
"In that case, I, an old man, won't talk too much."
Shaking his head, the old scholar regained his mood and asked Zhuge Qing: "When the Taoist Master comes here, can he know about Taoist Zanggui?"
"Nature is known."
Zhuge Qing nodded, his eyes fell on Zhou Li who was whispering to Tang Wan at the side, and he unconsciously smiled slightly, "I saw with my own eyes how Mr. Zhou killed Zonggui."
"ah."
The old scholar was stunned for a moment. He was also one of the participants in Zhou Li's fixed-point explosion plan for ashes, so he also knew how shocking the ashes explosion was. What he didn't expect was that the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain, who always paid attention to following the circumstances, would actually be interested in what Zhou Li was doing.
This Taoist priest doesn't seem to be normal either.
"In this case, Taoist Master and I are old friends. If there are no other matters, how about staying in Beiliang for a few days to experience the scenery of the north?"
After all, he was also a friend. The old scholar thought about it and asked politely. But he knew that the other party was a famous genius in Longhu Mountain after all. He had never known her name before, but he had heard of her reputation.
How could a Taoist priest with such a detached mind and obsession with immortality stay in the city and contaminate the secular world?
"OK."
Well, sure enough...huh?
"It just so happens that I also have someone I'm thinking of here who might be able to help me practice."
Zhuge Qing's voice was just right, and only an old scholar could hear it. He followed Zhuge Qing's gaze and finally landed on Zhou Li.
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(End of chapter)
