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On the way back, Ye Jingan found that Liu Muze didn't say a word. When he asked him, he just said "hmm" casually. Ye Jingan grabbed him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's really okay. I'm thinking about something. Don't interrupt me." Liu Muzhe said helplessly.
Ye Jing'an frowned slightly and didn't ask any more questions.
As soon as he reached a place with a signal, Lu Yu immediately called the police station and told the chief what had happened in Misty Ridge. The person on the other end of the line kept talking, not giving Lu Yu a chance to reply. Because the speakerphone was not on, Ye Jing'an couldn't hear what was said, but he saw Officer Lu's face getting worse and worse.
Lu Yu hung up the phone, his whole body in a trance, and he said weakly: "The people have been found. They had already been sold as barbecue. Both cases were committed by the same person."
They were speechless for a moment, and Liu Muzhe's brows furrowed even tighter.
On the way back to the hotel, the atmosphere in the car was solemn. As soon as Liu Muzhe and Officer Lu got out of the car, they hurried to their rooms.
"This is a difficult matter!" Ye Jing'an sighed.
"Yeah, let's see what they say." Qiu Zimu ordered some takeout, as he still had to eat.
As soon as the takeaway arrived, Lu Yu said he had to go to the police station to deal with something and hurried out. The three of them were left to eat, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was very strange.
Ye Jingan couldn't help but be curious and asked, "Brother Liu, what on earth is this thing? Even your talisman is useless..."
"I don't know, don't worry, I'll check it tomorrow." Liu Muzhe comforted.
At night, Ye Jing'an tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, a mess of things played in his mind like a movie.
Ye Jingan turned over in frustration, and the door suddenly opened. Ye Jingan became alert, not knowing what opened the door. He slowly bent his legs, ready to kick it at any time.
The man walked without making any sound. He walked lightly to Ye Jingan's bed and sat down. He sighed softly and called softly, "Ye Jingan, are you asleep?"
Is that Brother Liu? Why is he here so late and why didn't he knock on the door? Ye Jingan decided to pretend to be asleep and see what Brother Liu wanted to do.
Seeing that the man didn't react, Liu Muzhe gently pulled his hand out from under the quilt, pricked his finger with a needle, and took a few drops of blood.
Ye Jingan was still curious about what Brother Liu was doing secretly taking his blood in the middle of the night when he felt a warm, wet sensation between his fingers. Brother Liu actually put his freshly pricked finger to his lips and licked it, then gently held it.
Ye Jingan was furious. Although he knew that this action was supposed to be licking the blood on his hands, this behavior was not something that Brother Liu would do. He didn't like blood, so how could he lick blood into his mouth...
Before I could figure out what was going on, I heard Brother Liu say, "Is that you?"
Ye Jing'an was stunned. What kind of question was this? If this wasn't him, who else could it be? Or was there someone else hiding in this room?
"Try again." Liu Muzhe covered Ye Jing'an with the quilt and walked out of the room.
Ye Jingan sat up, his hand still lingering with his warmth: "Brother Liu, what does this mean? Who is it?"
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At around ten in the morning, Liu Muze knocked on Ye Jing'an's door, but the door didn't open. He opened the door and went in to see that Ye Jing'an was still sleeping soundly. Liu Muze patted Ye Jing'an and said, "Wake up."
Ye Jingan hummed twice: "Brother Liu, what are you doing so early in the morning?"
Liu Muzhe picked up his phone and asked him to check the time.
"Hmm?" Ye Jing'an squinted and saw it was almost noon. It was true. His mind was so confused yesterday, he kept thinking about things and didn't know how late he fell asleep. "Brother Liu, is there anything wrong?"
"Give me back the chalcedony, it's useful to me." Liu Muzhe said.
Ye Jingan thought about what he had said yesterday and knew he had to give it a try. Combined with the previous paper crane incident, Ye Jingan thought about it all night and guessed that Brother Liu was probably going to test whether he was the reincarnation of his brother. Without asking any further questions, he took the chalcedony off and gave it to him, then buried his head in the quilt and continued to sleep.
"I'll be out for a few days. Call me if you have anything." Liu Muzhe said.
"How many days? What does it take several days?" Ye Jing'an asked.
"Track down on the man in black." Liu Muzhe said, "Don't worry, get some more sleep. If you have anything, send me a message."
Ye Jing'an nodded slowly, and the words the man in black said that day appeared in his mind.
"Those who are punished by heaven shall die!"
After hearing Liu Muze close the door, he opened his eyes and murmured softly, "Am I a person punished by heaven? I remember my father said that the ancestors have helped the Ye family to resist the calamity for generations. I just turned eighteen this year, and Brother Liu appeared a few days after my eighteenth birthday. Every time there is danger, he takes action and treats me well without asking for anything in return..."
Ye Jingan took out his cell phone and sent a message to his father: Dad, do you know someone named Liu Ziyuan?
More than ten minutes later, the phone received a message.
Ye Zhuoran: Isn’t the friend next to you called Liu Ziyuan? Who are you asking?
Ye Jingan: Do you know anyone else with the same name as Brother Liu?
Ye Zhuoran: No
Ye Jingan: Then take a photo of the information recording our ancestor’s life experience and send it to me.
Ye Zhuoran: unknown details of his life
"Tsk!" Ye Jing'an called over, "You don't even know what he did, and you still have the nerve to worship him as your ancestor?"
Ye Zhuoran: "How can you talk like that, brat? What do you want to do?"
Ye Jingan: "I miss my ancestor. I came back to pay my respects to him."
Ye Zhuoran: "You are not allowed to come back, the Grandmaster doesn't need it..."
Ye Jingan hung up the phone, booked a ticket, packed up and left.
"Where are you going?" Qiu Zimu asked.
"Let's go home together?" Ye Jing'an raised the corner of his mouth. In case he needed to look up some information, it wouldn't be bad to do the hard labor for him.
Qiu Zimu nodded in agreement. Since he had nothing to do anyway, he asked, "Where's Brother Liu?"
"He went to help Officer Lu investigate a case. Let's go home and stay for a few days." Ye Jing'an said.
Qiu Zimu nodded. He was tired of eating takeout in the hotel these days, so he just happened to go to Ye Jingan's house for a few meals to improve his diet.
Ye Zhuoran was watering the flowers. Seeing Ye Jingan really coming back, he frowned and asked, "What do you want to do now?"
Ye Jingan used Qiu Zimu as a shield and said that he wanted to come home to play.
Qiu Zimu: "???"
"Oh, Zimu is here. I just happened to get some good bugs for your father from outside. Go and take a look and bring them back to him." Ye Zhuoran smiled and took Qiu Zimu to the study.
Ye Jing'an raised the corner of his mouth and walked towards Ye Yu's room, shouting: "Grandpa, I'm back!"
Ye Jing'an took out a large box of Longjing tea, which Ye Yu loved to drink, from his bag. Ye Yu smiled and praised his precious grandson.
Ye Jingan got straight to the point: "Grandpa, tell me about the great master."
"What do you want to know?" Ye Yu asked.
Ye Jing'an asked his grandfather to tell him everything he knew about the ancestor. Ye Yu spoiled him, but the things he said were all things he had heard when he was a child. However, now this information can roughly match what Brother Liu said.
Ye Jingan asked again: "What about our ancestor Ye Chenyi?"
"Our ancestor was truly an extraordinary figure. The Ye family owes much to him and the Grandmaster." Ye Yu sighed, "However, some younger generations also say that the Ye family's heavenly tribulation was caused by him, and the opinions about this ancestor are mixed."
"Was the heavenly calamity caused by saving the ancestor?" Ye Jing'an asked.
"It is said so." Ye Yu said.
"He would die and not enter the cycle of reincarnation, and risk the lives of the entire Ye family, just to save the ancestor?" Ye Jing'an questioned.
"These are all legends. It is said that the great master was so grief-stricken over Ye Chenyi's death that he erased almost all the information related to their story. No one else dared to mention it. The truth is probably only known to them." Ye Yu shook his head. "Although there is no paper record, some unacceptable stories have been passed down..."
"For example?" Ye Jing'an asked curiously.
"I personally admire our ancestors and great masters very much. These remarks are insulting to their image. I plan to stop spreading them here and not tell the younger generations." Ye Yu said.
"No, grandpa won't even tell me? Look how good I am to the ancestor. I just want to know more about him. Tell me... Grandpa is the best. I will never tell anyone nonsense!" Ye Jing'an coaxed.
"Okay, okay, if Jing'an wants to hear it, I'll tell him. The Grandmaster probably won't blame you." Ye Yu raised his head and thought about how to start. "I remember that a junior accidentally found a diary hidden by Ye Chenyi's ancestor. It recorded the process of his meeting and getting to know the Grandmaster. I haven't seen the specific content. It mentioned that the two of them gave each other swords. One was named Ye An and the other was named Jun Mu. Jun Mu was the Grandmaster's sword. The Ye An sword in your hand was given to our ancestor by the Grandmaster. Our ancestor treated this sword like a treasure. He praised it in the diary and recorded a lot of maintenance methods. These sword maintenance methods were written down and are still in use today."
Ye Jing'an laughed dryly, feeling a pain in the back of his neck as he looked at the Ye An Sword in his hand. No wonder Brother Liu looked at him with a puzzled expression when he was using the Ye An Sword to peel an apple, saying that if Ye Chenyi's ancestors knew about it, they would use him as a sacrifice to the sword...
"Our ancestors wrote down the origin of Jun Mujian's name in their notes. Just because you glanced back, I miss you day and night." Ye Yu hesitated for a moment and continued, "Although the notes don't record anything inappropriate, based on this sentence, some people say that they are not legitimate friends."
"Just because you looked back at me, I miss you day and night." Ye Jing'an lamented that his ancestors had given him a sword and a necklace, and had spent more time playing than him. Why didn't Brother Liu understand his ancestors' sincerity? If he had discovered it earlier, perhaps he wouldn't be as regretful as he is now.
Ye Yu continued, "In that isolated era, same-sex love was considered as serious as murdering one's father and mother, betraying one's teacher and ancestors. Having a child was a blessing, but homosexuality was considered against the laws of nature and an unstoppable sin. So some of the stories that have been passed down are that the two of them did something against the laws of nature, and that brought retribution upon the entire Ye family."
"No way?! How can liking a man be linked to retribution? This is too unfair. There are a lot of homosexuals nowadays, and I haven't seen anyone suffer retribution from God." Ye Jingan said angrily.
Ye Yu smiled and said, "That was the belief in that era. Later, the ancestor became an immortal and protected the Ye family, and these rumors were self-defeating. However, they have been passed down to this day as a topic of conversation after dinner, besides the heroic deeds of the two."
"What does Grandpa think of them?" Ye Jing'an asked.
"Whether they are friends or lovers, I envy and admire them both. Life is only a few decades long, and it is enough to meet someone who is willing to lay down his life for you, no matter who he is." Ye Yu laughed heartily.
"Grandpa is quite open-minded." Ye Jing'an said, "Any other stories?"
Ye Yu thought about it, shook his head and said, "No, the end of the diary said that Ye Chenyi's ancestor prepared a big plan, and even he himself could not know the result."
"What big plan?" Ye Jing'an asked.
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