Inheritance and those who wait
The short figure in plain clothes sat cross-legged, motionless, eyes closed. The skin and flesh on his face were tender and firm, neither loose nor overly stiff, looking young to the point of being childish...
That's just a little kid!
The people on the cliffs were secretly shocked, their brows contemplating and their eyes revealing an inexplicable puzzlement.
Why leave a child here for no reason?
After a pause, everyone's expressions suddenly changed and their eyes widened.
wrong!
Who are all the people here?!
How could there be people here! So many people... so... Everyone in Longyin Pavilion stared at the black-clad figures, and as if they suddenly remembered something, their expressions changed a little bit.
They took a deep breath, and turned to look at the employer of this mission with a calm expression.
Noticing their gazes, Jiang Jingyuan withdrew his gaze from below, looked left and right, paused, and decisively called out in his mind, "Xu Qinglin."
Xu Qinglin: "..."
Xu Qinglin's expression twisted for a moment, and he gritted his teeth as if enduring some maddening pain and asked, "What's the matter..."
"Pass the message to them." Jiang Jingyuan didn't care, and didn't even seem to hear her gnashing of teeth. He was only thinking about his own things and said, "You have seen the situation. You can judge who is down there. Stay and pay extra money, and you can leave. That's the previous reward."
Xu Qinglin swallowed his anger and emerged from the clouds with resentment.
"etc!"
Jiang Jingyuan suddenly called her again.
The gray and white clouds stopped.
"Let them go." Jiang Jingyuan said to her expressionlessly, "Just let them go. Their mission is complete."
Go quickly.
If they stayed, they would probably be wiped out - in the end, no one would know who would take care of whom.
Xu Qing's face, filled with helplessness and despair, froze for a moment before she suddenly burst into laughter. Her whole body trembled with laughter, and she couldn't stop pounding the bed. All the resentment in her heart disappeared.
Xu Qinglin was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling, and he spread out clouds and mist towards everyone in Longyin Pavilion.
Everyone in Longyin Pavilion was lost in thought when they suddenly felt a chill in their ears. In the blink of an eye, they saw a blood-red mouth poking out from the gray-white mist!
Their hearts tightened, their bodies trembled, and they subconsciously tried to dodge, but their heads were pressed down by the gray and white mist.
His pale skin almost melted into the mist, his blood-red mouth opened and closed, blowing cool air into their ears: "Your mission is complete, leave now."
Jiang Yi was startled and opened his mouth to say something. The people around him were so frightened that their faces were distorted and they were nodding frantically.
Jiang Yi had no choice but to nod and paused. Just when he was about to express that he and others could stay and help, the gray-white mist and those blood-red mouths disappeared in an instant without stopping.
He was stunned for a moment, as if he understood something. He turned his head to look at his employer not far away, then turned back and raised his hand to signal everyone in Longyin Pavilion to follow him.
Everyone in Longyin Pavilion smiled with ease and climbed up lightly and silently.
Turning their heads to see this scene, the maids blinked their eyes, wondering why their highness let people leave at this time. Obviously, these people should stay to block so many people below!
Then, they suddenly remembered something and a look of relief appeared on their faces.
They are not the kind of people who can't stand seeing dirty internal fighting. Sometimes they even get involved in other people's internal fighting to gain some benefits for themselves...
It was obvious that the previous internal strife within Longyin Pavilion would only greatly hinder them.
And those who are inappropriate at this time - at least it is inappropriate for them, and who can drag their feet at this time, letting them go is saving others and saving themselves.
After thinking for a moment, the maids all showed serious expressions and stood there alertly waiting for instructions.
Anyway, they must stay to protect His Highness. They will not make His Highness so upset that he has to chase them away!
Jiang Jingyuan looked at the dark shadows moving at the bottom of the cliff. He didn't rush to get closer, but stood at a distance to see what they were doing.
As she waited, she wondered strangely, "So peaceful... no fighting?"
Could it be that we really have to wait for everyone to gather before we can start fighting? No way... Jiang Jingyuan's mind was in a mess.
“Bang!”
The sound of huge gongs and drums suddenly rang out.
Jiang Jingyuan was caught off guard and was so frightened that his whole body trembled and he almost fell off the rock.
“Tick, tick…”
Small stones rolled past my feet, picked up a few fallen leaves, and jumped down the cliff.
Jiang Jingyuan suddenly reached out to grab the cliff, and then he felt a little relieved. The lingering sound of his heartbeat echoed in his ears.
Her eyes widened instantly.
The drums and gongs were deafening.
At the bottom of the cliff, above the ancient altar, figures in black swayed and moved, grabbed the arms of the child in plain clothes, and lifted him up.
A child in plain clothes sat with his eyes closed. He was unexpectedly pulled up, but... he seemed to be unaware.
He kept his eyes closed the entire time, and even when he was lifted up by his arms, he remained in a cross-legged sitting position, with the exception of his hair, not a single part of his body moving.
He seemed to have stiff muscles and bones, yet also seemed to be supported by some force, relaxed and at ease.
The scene was so impressive that just watching it from a distance would give people an indescribable weird feeling.
"thump!"
He fell into a deep well like a huge rock falling into water, and there was a dull sound of splashing water at the bottom of the well.
More than a dozen figures in black quietly surrounded the deep well. Under their wide cloaks, they lowered their heads and gazed at the cold pool in the deep well.
What is going on...? Jiang Jingyuan watched, puzzled.
In his mind, "Hmm..." Xu Qinglin pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyes and smiled, "I understand."
"What is it?" Jiang Jingyuan asked immediately.
Xu Qinglin didn't answer but asked, "Do you know how the Zhao family of Lin State summons gods?"
Jiang Jingyuan paused, and countless images flashed through his mind. He lowered his eyes, collected his thoughts, and said "hmm" with concentration, "I know."
"That's easy to say." Xu Qinglin nodded and said, "The worship of ancestors is passed down from generation to generation. The inheritance continues, the incense is constantly burning, and the ancestors bless them - this means that descendants and ancestors are closely connected. Some ancestors even follow a certain descendant as invisible beings at all times."
She said, "I don't know how to explain it to you. I can only say that I know about the grudges that happened a hundred years ago. So now, I can say with certainty that the child below is Zhao's."
Jiang Jingyuan was silent for a moment, a thoughtful look in his eyes, and then asked, "You mean, they want to use this child..."
"Find the hiding place of Zhao's ancestors." Xu Qinglin continued her words calmly.
Jiang Jingyuan pondered.
It seemed like a long while, but also like just a moment. Her eyes were blank, and she was obviously thinking about something. But she asked again in her mind very slowly:
"Then... why are we looking for the ancestors of the Zhao family..."
They wouldn't consider whether Lin would be able to restore the country, or how many descendants of the Zhao family were still out there—it's not that these things were unimportant, but they weren't within the scope of what the "seeker" had to consider right now...
What does the “seeker” want?
Jiang Jingyuan lowered his eyes. It was simple and obvious, the lifelong wish of countless creatures.
Longevity and becoming an immortal.
Fame, wealth and status are nothing you bring with you when you are born and nothing you take with you when you die. They are just illusions and bubbles.
The existing me, the eternal and immortal me, the absolute truth and irresistible perfection.
In this case, why did the "seeker" not seek the method to become an immortal, but instead captured the descendants of Zhao and brought out the ancestor of Zhao?
In other words, is there any unknown relationship between the Zhao ancestors and the method of achieving immortality?
This is why we have to catch the person.
"I think it's still related to the sea voyage to search for immortals a hundred years ago..." Xu Qinglin said leisurely.
Jiang Jingyuan paused, then praised him generously, "Xu Qinglin, you know so much! How come you know everything?"
Xu Qinglin... couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth wildly.
"It's a small matter, a small matter. You will understand it when you live long enough." Xu Qinglin said modestly.
Jiang Jingyuan said firmly, "Xu Qinglin, you are too modest. You can't be so modest. You will make others feel ashamed of yourself if you are so modest!"
Xu Qinglin suddenly couldn't help but smile, he looked silly and his face was frozen.
"Ahem!" She coughed twice, trying to speak in a calm and composed tone, "Keep an eye on the situation below and take action when necessary."
She paused and said calmly, "Call me immediately when you need me."
Jiang Jingyuan also showed a look of seriousness and trust, and said "hmm" heavily!
Xu Qinglin turned around calmly, then instantly retreated into the depths of the magic weapon's killing realm, unable to suppress his silent laughter.
Jiang Jingyuan's expression dropped and he looked coldly towards the altar at the bottom of the cliff.
Surrounded by a dozen black-clad figures, the dark, deep well rippled as the chilly water gradually calmed down...
Suddenly, the icy cold well water surged violently, hitting the well wall fiercely again and again.
“Swish——”
As the silver-white sword was unsheathed!
"Idiot..." A wet figure in black was lying at the mouth of the well for some reason, like a water ghost crawling out of the well. He raised his hand to wipe his face and cursed with gritted teeth.
A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly exploded, and the flashes of swords and shadows of knives intertwined and pressed down.
The man at the wellhead's face turned pale, and he raised his eyes. His black eyes, which had turned silver-gray under the flashes of swords and shadows, instantly lit up red and turned into two scarlet vertical pupils, staring upwards.
Countless silver-white cold lights stopped in an instant, and the dozen or so black-clothed figures beside the deep well, along with the swords in their hands, were instantly bound in the distance by an invisible force, unable to advance or retreat, and unable to move.
"Heh..." The man lying at the mouth of the well like a water ghost laughed expressionlessly and climbed out.
——Only then did I see that the end of his black robe had turned into a large cloud of black mist.
The black mist surged rapidly, transforming into the hem of a black robe. He stood up very slowly, his two scarlet pupils still lingering as he stared coldly in one direction, and said in a cold voice:
"You are still alive, but I thought you died a hundred or eighty years ago."
On a high cliff, Jiang Jingyuan followed the direction of his gaze and looked over there.
Who? Her eyes searched quickly among the moving figures in black. Who was she looking at?
Suddenly, she stared at a figure, who remained motionless in the same place.
"You're a ghost that won't go away. You're more like a ghost than a ghost. Why don't you just enjoy your old age?"
The Zhao ancestor said expressionlessly, "Jiang Weiji."
"Boom!" Like a stone causing a thousand ripples, Jiang Jingyuan opened his eyes wide and looked at the figure covered in a cloak. His pupils trembled slightly, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.
Jiang Jingyuan was shocked.
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