Chapter 190 All Mortals Will Die 12
The teacher noticed that he looked upset, "What's wrong?"
He shook his head in a complicated manner.
He had heard about these things from Dean Kong a long time ago.
After he came back from the exam for Shu Ren Girls' High School, he met with Kong Zhuning. He had an excellent memory, and it was at that time that he knew that his younger brother and sister were in Guidu, so he was deeply impressed by those words.
Kong Zhuning said that the balance between wizards and ghosts was broken by a catastrophe.
Since then, the ghosts have occupied the hilltops and each has become their own king. The various unequal treaties they signed with the wizards have also restricted the development of the academy. As the dean, Kong Zhuning has great ambitions but cannot accomplish anything because of the huge gap in strength between the two sides.
As the ghost king, Xia Yi came and went freely in the academy, which was a sign of the ghosts' contempt for the wizards. But they had no choice, as they were not as strong as the ghosts, so they could only accept it and take it slowly.
If it hadn't been for that catastrophe...the situation wouldn't have turned out like this.
——During that conversation, Jiang Yuelu did not hear Kong Zhuning sigh, but she could hear regret everywhere.
Now I heard about a catastrophe from this teacher...
Is the Zhongyuan Night incident the battle between witches and ghosts?
Hearing his question, the teacher nodded repeatedly, "I didn't expect you even knew this. Yes, I want to send you back to witness the catastrophe with your own eyes."
"Firstly, the wizards in the battle are indignant and their spirits are infinitely close to the world of gods. Their faith is the most sincere and rare."
"Secondly, the situation was bloody and cruel, and many wizards died with great hatred and sorrow. Their sorrow was the highest in history. If I can't find a way to suppress Wusanghua's pain at this time, I may never find one again. It must be God's will that I die."
Jiang Yuelu said: "You seem to have it all planned out. You must have thought about the plan thousands of times. Even if I don't ask you, you will start on your own."
The teacher said without hesitation: "That's right! If it were you, would you watch your beloved sibling die?"
"You don't have to provoke me. I would have done it anyway." Jiang Yuelu turned around and glanced at him, "But I didn't expect that you would bring back a descendant of a wizard like me who was expelled to participate in the ceremony."
The teacher didn't expect him to bring up this and was choked for a moment.
Jiang Yuelu felt extremely happy.
He didn't have much sense of belonging as a member of the Jiang family, and he didn't say this to vent his anger for the Jiang family. He just remembered the old man who treated him well, always saying that he was the young master and was concerned about his safety.
When Jiang Yuelu thought that he lived in a remote place and was probably also poisoned by this evil white flower, he felt very suffocated. He felt much better only after he confronted this hypocritical wizard.
"One more thing."
The teacher relaxed his expression and said, "You go ahead."
Jiang Yuelu swept towards the bucket. Mo Zhixian and Tong Mian were still sleeping inside. "How can they go back with me when they are like this?"
The teacher said, "Don't worry about that."
So he told Jiang Yuelu in detail, explaining how they used the entire clan's magical power to send them back to the past.
Jiang Yuelu interpreted it with her meager knowledge of witchcraft and felt that it was just a "Nan Ke dream". They did not go back in time, but fell asleep in an altar with a complicated formation. They burned special spices, and their souls were extracted, passing through the endless smoke and returning to the scene of the Zhongyuan Night that year.
"Even though it's a dream, you still have to be careful. Once your soul is shattered into the past, you can't wake up again."
Jiang Yuelu nodded to show that she understood.
It takes time to gather wizards and set up the formation. About three days later, Tong Mian and Mo Zhixian were taken out of the bucket. The two swollen people were helped into the altar. Following them came Leng Wenhan and Guitou Xiaowu, who were still sober.
Jiang Yuelu was the last one to go in.
Amid the murmuring of words outside the altar, the figures of the five people were gradually swallowed up by the thick smoke.
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"Jiang Yuelu! You stinky boy! Come back here--!!!"
A loud shout was like a thunderclap in his ears. His eyes went dark and he lost his balance. He rolled down the slope and was immediately caught up by the people behind him.
The man came with great force, grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back like a dead dog.
The scolding continued: "You kid, you are so playful even though you are about to take the exam! If you fail this time, who will inherit the Jiang family's incense?"
Jiang Yuelu's head was buzzing. He had been hit really hard by the fall. It took him a long time to come back to his senses from the starry sky. He looked around and saw that the sky was above him. He was being dragged upside down by someone. The dust that was stirred up flew into his mouth and nose, choking him and making him cough repeatedly: "Cough cough cough--!!"
The people who were dragging him hadn't heard his voice for a long time. Just as they were about to stop to see if the bastard was dead, they heard a series of coughs. They immediately felt relieved and continued to curse.
But as I kept cursing, I felt that it was not right.
If you scold this kid in the past, he would definitely retort a thousand times, but why is he like a mute person today and remains silent? Could it be that... he really fell hard just now?
Jiang Rihu stopped and turned back hesitantly.
Jiang Yuelu covered her nose and sat up, "What did you call me just now?"
"...Jiang Yuelu."
"I am Jiang Yuelu? Jiang Yuelu again." He muttered to himself, put his hands down, and looked around suspiciously, "How come..." Why did it become so much smaller?
Are his hands that small?
Seeing his series of strange actions, Jiang Rihu was a little panicked, "Hey, are you okay?"
Jiang Yuelu looked at him, but her expression became even weirder.
This person looks like me!
Seeing his brother staring at him without moving his eyes, Jiang Rihu really began to panic, "Ayue, what's wrong with you? Oh my God, if your brain is damaged, how can you take the exam? If you can't take the exam, what will happen to our family? How can I explain to my parents and ancestors!"
Jiang Rihu cried sadly, but Jiang Yuelu could sense something was wrong, "Exam, what exam do I need to take?"
"It's a witchcraft exam!"
The corners of his mouth twitched.
Why is it still a witchcraft exam!
From the past to now, even in a dream, he has to take the exam. Is there any justice in the world... But at least the age is right this time.
He just looked at his body and found that he was only sixteen or seventeen years old.
Sixteen or seventeen years old...
Isn’t he about the same age as Xia Yi?
"Oh my God, how could our Jiang family be so unlucky! Not only have we fallen into decline and been ridiculed by others, but we are also sparsely populated, with only the two of us brothers left to depend on each other! Now the only one who had a chance to prepare for the exam has fallen and become a fool. What else can I hope for? Dad, Mom! I'd rather die than come to you now!"
Jiang Yuelu looked at him coldly, "Brother, why don't you take the exam?"
Jiang Rihu wiped his tears and choked up, "It's because I'm stupid and have no talent. Dad and Mom are fair. They gave me a handsome face and gave you a smart brain."
Jiang Yuelu's mouth twitched when she heard this, "...is there any difference between us two in appearance?"
"Of course there is! Don't you see that my brother is more popular with women than you? Well, you can't say that. You are still young and can't let love affairs delay your studies... studies..." Jiang Rihu said, and then he glared again, looking ferocious and ferocious. His aura frightened Jiang Yuelu so much that she took a few steps back.
"What?"
"What are you talking about? Did you talk back to the teacher in class yesterday? He told me everything today! I'm still talking about love, you hang out with those brats all day, even if you're not in a relationship you're still a top student—" Jiang Rihu was furious when it came to studying, "I'll break your legs!"
"Hey, hey, don't be angry..."
Jiang Yuelu was chased so fast that she was running around everywhere.
"Stop right there, you dare to run——"
"If I don't run, will you beat me?"
He had just arrived and should not have known the way, but his feet seemed to have eyes and he saw the familiar yard after just a few steps.
The Jiang family’s old house.
...This house is much newer than when Old Man Jiang lived there.
The house in his memory was either lifeless and deserted for hundreds of years with no one in it, or there was only an old man working as a gatekeeper who barely managed to weed away the weeds but was unable to do any repairs, so it still looked shabby... But the two-story wooden building in front of him, bathed in daylight, was clean and tidy, and one could vaguely see the style of the Jiang family, a wealthy family in previous years.
"I've got you!"
He stood at the door in a daze, not paying attention to the hand Jiang Rihu was holding. He opened his palm and looked at it, then turned his head to look in the mirror with his brother who looked similar to him.
Seeing him confused, Jiang Rihu asked suspiciously, "What tricks are you playing?"
This younger brother is really too naughty. He is very cunning and has a lot of tricks up his sleeve when he was a child. He was scared of him when he was a child, and now he has to be on guard against him.
"You really seem to be my brother."
“…Isn’t this nonsense?”
Jiang Yuelu seemed to be talking to herself in a dream, "Maybe I've been to too many places, and sometimes I can't tell what's real and what's fake. Are my relatives real? Are my friends real? But coming here, looking at you, and this house, I seem to be able to determine what is real."
Jiang Rihu was stunned.
After a moment, his eyes slowly turned red, "Brother..."
He broke free from his brother's hand and walked into the yard, looking around. He was very curious. The vegetable patch in the backyard was in a mess, and there was a pile of wood next to it. He picked it up and looked at it. The placement of the tools and the marks on the wood looked very familiar, exactly the same as what he usually did.
"Stop turning over those wood chips." Jiang Rihu got angry when he saw them. "Come in, eat first, then get back to class."
"oh."
As he was eating, Jiang Rihu's eyes were still red. He hesitated to speak, and finally said, "The Ghost Festival will be here in a few days. You must pass the exam this time. Remember?"
Jiang Yuelu paused for a moment, "Zhongyuan Festival?"
"Yes. Every year, the final exam for wizards is held on the Zhongyuan Festival. On this day, all the ghosts come out. It is the annual day for exorcising demons and monsters."
Jiang Rihu sighed, "Brother knows that you are smart and have always had some strange ideas, but if you want to be a wizard, you have to pass the Zhongyuan Festival test and get a certificate. Without a certificate, it will always be unjust..."
Jiang Yuelu asked: "Everyone needs to take this...voucher?"
"Not necessarily, but..."
Jiang Rihu's eyes swept across the tablets in the far corner. The tablets were stacked high, with two at the top, who seemed to be the most important. Jiang Yuelu couldn't help but walk over and stared at the dark tablets in a trance.
He felt very familiar.
That's strange.
He grew up in an orphanage and never had a sense of belonging. Even when the Yan family adopted him, he only had special feelings for those three children.
He had always thought that he was cold-hearted by nature, so he was not moved at all when he heard the news that the Yan couple were burned to death. People at the Yan family company said that he was extremely cold-hearted, but he was not angry when he heard it, and he was not wrong. But...
Now, he stood in front of these unfamiliar tablets, which he had clearly seen for the first time, but he felt a strange sense of belonging and calling... It was as if they were telling him the past of the Jiang family across life and death.
But isn’t this a dream?
"Our Jiang family is different from other families."
"What's different?"
Jiang Rihu told him a story, "If a family did something wrong in the past, they would be excluded from the outside and could not get in. People who made mistakes would naturally be treated harshly, like prisoners, wearing shackles and having their every move monitored."
He patted Jiang Yuelu's shoulder and said, "So they must do better, at least better than others, in order to make the family revive!"
Jiang Yuelu really admires his brother who dreams of giving away things for free.
"When you pass the exam, you can go out with me to take on business. Hey, do you know how many people out there need wizards? We have to get ahead of other families and make a lot of money from them!"
“…”
Wasn’t it about helping the family revive? How did it become a business?
"Got it. I'll eat first and then go to class."
He remembered the way to Jiang's house and the way to school. Although his mind didn't have much memory, it was as if his feet had eyes that automatically navigated him to his destination.
Jiang Yuelu entered the school a little late, and most of the seats in the room were already full.
He patrolled the first row for a while and found that these students ignored him. When they saw him coming, they quickly put books on the seats next to them, fearing that he would sit next to them.
He was just wondering about his character as a devil that everyone avoided, when he heard a surprised shout from the last row, "Brother Yuelu, here, here!"
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