Chapter 428: Brothers, Thank You Dog Soon (Update 1)
Same?
What's the same?
Just as fat, or just as strong?
Jiang Fuyue looked at the petrified old man and touched his nose: "Ahem... my master's name is Ye Qianji."
"Master Brother?!" The old man almost jumped up, "You call him Grandfather?! How is that possible? Master Brother doesn't have any disciples..."
Except that one!
But he passed away twenty years ago, and my senior brother also disappeared and was never seen again.
It was for this reason that the inheritance of the mountain sect fell on him.
"Bullshit—" the old man was furious. "Who the hell are you? How dare you use the name of the Qinghuishan Shaoyang Sect to cheat people? How dare you!!"
Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched. Although she had never been to Qinghui Mountain, but—
"If you don't believe me, you can take the "Inheritance Genealogy" behind the Haoran Zhengqi plaque and see if my name is on it."
"Alright, you even know about the Haoran Zhengqi plaque. Are all scammers so professional these days?"
Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched.
"No... you also know the "Inheritance Chart"? " This is a secret that is only passed down to the direct descendants of the Sect Leader.
"I told you that my master is Ye Qianji, but you didn't believe me."
Cen Huaishan snorted coldly, "Do you think I've never read the 'Inheritance Chart'? I'm telling you, Senior Brother's group only has two disciples officially recorded under his name, and neither of them has any descendants. Where did you get yourself into this business?"
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow: "Are you sure?"
"Oh, old man, I have a very good memory!"
"Maybe it was just added?"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Jiang Fuyue said slowly, "Don't be so confident if you haven't checked it thoroughly."
"Okay, I'll check it out for you right now!" He pulled out his phone and angrily dialed a number. "Hey, Xiao Shiba, it's me. Look through the 'Inheritance Tree' to see if your Master Ye has any disciples!"
The other end muttered, "Now? But the main gate is closed, it's pitch black, and Senior Brothers Eleven and Twelve are asleep too..."
"Then why don't you look for the electronic version? Didn't they hire an operations team to scan and archive all the written materials on our mountain?"
"Yeah, let me look for it..."
While waiting, Cen Huaishan turned on the hands-free phone and heard a rustling sound from the other end.
About half a minute later, "Found it!"
Cen Huaishan raised his mustache and glanced at Jiang Fuyue provocatively: "Tell me, does your Uncle Ye's branch have any disciples? Speak louder!"
“Yes, yes!”
“?!”
"Her name is Jiang Fuyue. She was added two months ago."
The old man was stunned.
"Hello? Master? Are you still listening? Hello?! Why aren't you talking? Then I'll go to sleep too..."
The call ended with a long yawn.
After Ye Qianji found Jiang Fuyue, considering her new identity and the fact that her rebirth was too unbelievable, he simply used a new name to pass on his current identity.
The first thing was to add her to the "Inheritance Genealogy", placing her in the same row with the "deceased" Lou Mingyue, and recording her as a disciple's grandson.
"How is it?" She smiled. "Do you believe it now?"
"You, you really are..." The old man stammered. The night wind was silent, making people's foreheads feel cold.
etc!
Currently, only he and his senior brother can modify the "Inheritance Chart", which means -
There is news about Ye Qianji who disappeared for twenty years!
"Where is your master?!" Cen Huaishan's eyes lit up.
Jiang Fuyue did not hide it: "The Imperial Capital."
"I knew it! I knew he would go back to look for his little moon! I've sent many people to investigate over the years, but all to no avail. I never thought I'd hear news about my senior brother in my lifetime..."
As he spoke, the old man couldn't help choking up.
If Xu Yao hadn't been there to persuade him, he would probably have acted like Fat Tiger crying on the spot.
"Um...can you contact your master?" asked the old man.
Jiang Fuyue said yes, then took out her phone and called Ye Qianji in person.
"Little Moon, what's wrong?" He said the most gentle words, but the background sound was the crackling sound of keyboard typing.
Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched: "You stayed up late playing games again."
"It's not a late night, it's only nine o'clock, the nightlife is just beginning. I promise, I'll play until ten o'clock and leave, seriously!"
Jiang Fuyue sighed, Internet addiction in the elderly is more terrifying than in teenagers, and it is impossible to control it.
Ye Qianji said: "Hehe..."
"I met Uncle Master Cen."
The keyboard sound on the other end paused: "Who are you talking about?!"
Jiang Fuyue: "Your junior brother, my great uncle, Master Cen."
"No...how did you encounter that thing?" As soon as these words came out, Jiang Fuyue turned on the hands-free function.
Cen·That thing·Huaishan: “?”
"Ahem... the old man wants to talk to you."
Ye Qianji: "Can I refuse?"
Cen Huaishan: “…”
"Well," Jiang Fuyue said stubbornly, "I've already turned on the hands-free mode."
"……oh."
"Master! So you're still here!" Cen Huaishan grabbed the phone and said, "When will you return to the mountain gate? I'll give you the position of master! The sect's ancestral hall needs repairs, and the statues of the Three Pure Ones need to be redone. Also, Xiao Shiba and the others are old enough to go down the mountain and gain experience. Look at the funding..."
Beep beep beep!
"Senior Brother?! Wai?! Wai?!"
Xu Yao whispered: "It seems he's dead..."
Cen Huaishan: “?” Crying with anger!
Ye Qianji: Let’s not talk about money, we are still good friends [smile].
Jiang Fuyue simply couldn't bear to watch: "Well... I'll leave first."
"Stop!" The old man caught up with him, his steps were very fast. "Leave me your contact information and address!"
Looking at the angry little eyes, it seems that he is going to go north to settle the score with Ye Qianji face to face.
Jiang Fuyue obediently left his address and phone number, and left decisively with Liu Sisi.
Let them resolve the grudges between their fellow disciples on their own.
Slip away...
Cen Huaishan got the phone number and dialed it immediately.
After ringing for more than ten seconds, the person on the other end slowly answered the call, which was completely different from the treatment given to Jiang Fuyue.
"Who is it? I'm busy right now. If you have anything to say, we can talk tomorrow."
Then, hang up directly.
Cen Huaishan: “?” What the hell?
When I called again, I was blocked.
The old man took a deep breath: "Xu family kid——"
"Ah?" Xu Yao reacted: "Yes, what do you want?"
"Book me the earliest flight. I want to go to the capital."
Full of murderous intent.
The next day, Jiang Fuyue had taken off her disguise and mask and restored her original appearance. As expected, she saw Cen Huaishan dragging his luggage and looking unhappy at the airport.
Xu Yao personally brought him here. After the old man passed the security check, he turned around and left, passing a young woman on the way.
The crisp scent of citrus filled his nostrils, and he couldn't help but look back, but he only saw a slender figure walking away.
Xu Yao frowned, ignored the strange feeling of familiarity in his heart, shook his head, and strode away.
Jiang Fu Yue walked past the man without looking around, and calmness was written all over her from head to toe.
Sure enough, Xu Yao didn't notice.
"Have you got your boarding pass?"
Liu Sisi nodded.
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips: "Let's go, it's time to go home."
…
At 12:37 noon, the flight landed smoothly.
The two picked up their luggage and went their separate ways.
Liu Sisi returned to Yufeng Kitchen, and Jiang Fuyue returned to Yutianhua Mansion.
As soon as I walked out of the arrival hall, I ran into Xie Dingyuan coming out from the other side of the passage.
The man had a tall and straight figure and wore a silver-gray windbreaker, which made his legs look even longer.
Their eyes met, and both of them were stunned.
"You just arrived too?" they asked in unison.
Xie Dingyuan nodded: "I went on a business trip. How about you?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Do something."
"If I remember correctly, today is Tuesday and you should be in school."
"Don't you know it's easy for good students to ask for leave?"
The man smiled faintly and nodded, "Then, if you join the project team, you won't have to worry about No. 1 Middle School not letting you go."
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow: "Are you serious?"
"I've sent you all the information," the man said seriously, "Do I look like I'm kidding?"
“…Not really.”
"Go back and wait for my news, it will be soon."
Jiang Fuyue didn't expect that the "soon" that Xie Dingyuan mentioned would happen so quickly!
As soon as she arrived at school the next day, she and Xu Jing were called to the principal's office.
On the way, Xu Jing lowered his voice and asked her quietly: "What big thing have you done?"
Jiang Fuyue thought for a moment: "...No?"
"Why did you use '吧' with a question mark? A non-declarative sentence represents uncertainty. Don't you, who got a perfect score on Chinese, know that?"
"……oh."
"So that's it?! Tell me the truth, what's going on?"
Jiang Fuyue had a premonition. She touched her nose and said, "I might be... being drafted."
"What?"
First update, 3,000 words.
Next update at 12 o'clock.
(End of this chapter)
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