Chapter 58 My name is Long Aotian?
Five years later, a loud bang rang out in the lush, desolate mountains and forests, revealing a large hole. A hand crawled out from between the rocks and rubble, its ten fingers long and slender with rounded nails. Although it was covered in dust, there was not a single scratch on its face.
Soon, another hand emerged from the hole, gripping a brick covered in thick mud, and laboriously pulled out a radish with its top burst open.
The radish was battered and bruised from being scraped by the rocks, and blood mixed with mud made it look filthy.
When Xu Zangyu was first unearthed, all he saw was the blasted ruins and a desolate wasteland where no one could be seen. He was stunned for a long time but couldn't recall a single memory.
It was as if he was the only person in the whole world.
"Holy crap, where the hell did this come from?"
who I am?
Where am I?
Why did it pop out of the ground? And why is it holding such a heavy brick?
Xu Cangyu threw the broken brick on the ground. With a slight crack, the dust on the surface of the mud brick fell away, revealing a golden gleam. It was actually a whole piece of gold.
He excitedly squatted down, dug through the soil, and discovered that it was a golden dragon head, heavy like a ball.
Turning around and looking at the ruins again, Xu Zangyu had a guess in his mind.
Did he go tomb raiding and accidentally knock down the tomb, smashing his head in the process?
The more he thought about Xu Zangyu, the more convinced he became.
Footsteps echoed from down the mountain. "Why would there be an explosion in the mountains? Is someone trying to steal something?"
"Five years ago, some sects searched inside and found nothing. Why are people still coming here?"
"Could it be someone who's obsessed with money?"
Xu Zangyu, hiding behind the tree, shrank back, almost admiring his own exceptional intelligence. His mind was so sharp that even with amnesia, he could still guess things pretty accurately.
With more and more people gathering, if we don't leave now, when will we?
A sound darted through the woods, and all they saw was a blurry black shadow; they saw nothing else.
"What did you find?"
A female voice came from the back of the crowd. Xu Cangyu felt it was familiar. He turned around and saw a woman with a single bun in profile. A gentle breeze blew her away and she was buried behind layers of leaves.
“Miss Zheng, we didn’t see anyone. It looks like a bear. Maybe it accidentally stepped on something.”
As soon as Xu Cangyu entered the city, he ran into a blacksmith shop. "Boss, I need a saw."
The blacksmith stopped his work, looked up, and saw that it was a beggar.
A disheveled beggar, instead of begging for food, wants a saw. How interesting.
He pulled a saw from a pile of tools and said to the person inside, "Handan, get two sesame cakes."
"What do you want the sesame seed cake for?" The proprietress poked her head out, and when she saw the person coming in, she immediately understood and handed the sesame seed cake to Xu Zangyu.
Xu Zangyu realized they thought he was a beggar, and silently accepted the money. "How much is all of these?"
The beggar who rushed to pay was surprisingly polite and spoke in a refined manner.
The shopkeeper laughed and said, "I don't charge for the sesame cakes, but you have to return the saw after you're done using it."
After leaving the mountains, Xu Zangyu had been running for a day and a night, fearing he would be caught. He wrapped the gold in his arms layer upon layer of cloth, afraid of attracting envy. But now, he felt a deep sense of guilt.
There are still many good people in the city! Not only did they not drive him away, they also gave him food.
So Xu Zangyu didn't hide anything and took out a ball wrapped in layers from his pocket.
"Boss, feel free to name your price, I think I can afford it."
"You're just a beggar—"
After removing the strips of cloth, the gleaming golden dragon was dazzling. Xu Cangyu took the broken saw and sawed off half of the dragon's horn, then threw it in front of the shopkeeper. "Is that enough?"
"......"
The two people in front of him stood like wooden stakes, taking a long time to react, and their words became stammering, "This...this is for us?"
The blacksmith touched it in disbelief for a long time, then took a bite and handed it to his wife, saying, "Real gold."
The blacksmith's wife happily touched the gold for a while, saying, "I've never touched such a big piece of gold in my life... Oh no, we don't have any change for all our belongings."
Xu Zangyu had no concept of money at the moment, but he thought that so much gold should last him for a while, so he waved his hand and said, "Keep the change, consider it as me buying your saw and the cake."
Xu Zangyu picked up the golden dragon head and left, but the blacksmith hurriedly called him back.
"Wait, young master, I have a few clothes at home that I haven't worn yet. If you don't mind, you can change into them first."
The blacksmith wondered if the world had changed, but that rich people were so carefree.
Xu Zangyu stopped in his tracks, thinking that his clothes were really dirty, but he didn't refuse, saying, "Thank you for your trouble."
The blacksmith told his wife to boil water, and then advised Xu Zangyu, "Young master, you are carrying such a large piece of gold, it is inevitable that people will notice you. As the saying goes, 'A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure.' If you can trust me, I will forge this piece of gold into gold coins, which will not only be convenient to use, but also easy to hide with you."
Xu Zangyu realized that the world outside wasn't all that great after all.
He tossed the golden dragon head to the blacksmith, asking, "Approximately how long will it take?"
The blacksmith patted his chest and assured him, "It will take at most three or four hours."
The blacksmith shop was closed to customers, so Xu Cangyu washed up inside. He scrubbed himself thoroughly, but the once clear water turned dark and smelled strange, like filth expelled from his body, almost like the stench of feces.
Xu Zangyu really wondered if he had fallen into a cesspool, and he was really grateful that the blacksmith boss hadn't kicked him out.
Outside the door, the clanging and banging of objects accompanied the landlady's conversation:
"Sigh, when he first came in, I really thought he was a beggar. I didn't expect him to be such a distinguished guest. It's just that he looked..." The proprietress couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she felt that this person seemed a bit dazed, "like he wasn't quite right in the head."
The blacksmith swung his hammer, "You're talking nonsense. This brother of mine seems more like an unconventional cultivator who seeks treasure."
Xu Zangyu sighed and realized it was absolutely true. He was completely unaware of the truth, but he wasn't exactly a fool.
After washing herself, Xu Cangyu dried herself thoroughly and made sure there was no unpleasant smell before changing into her new clothes.
This is an ordinary gray linen garment. Although it is plain, the stitches are solid and tight, and every part is well-cut. I wonder if it is a new garment prepared by the blacksmith's wife for her husband, and he has taken advantage of it for nothing.
He was about to burn the old clothes, which were in terrible condition, when he unexpectedly found a money pouch inside. He tried to open it, but found that he couldn't open it no matter what he did.
I don't know what it was, but he casually stuffed it onto his person.
His hair was still damp; he casually tied it halfway up with a hairpin before pushing open the door and coming out.
Just as he was about to ask how the gold and copper coins were being cast, the blacksmith's wife, carrying firewood, looked up, saw him, and exclaimed, "Ah!" Her face then flushed bright red. "You, you, you, you..."
Xu Zangyu's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, she hadn't even looked at herself. Could she have been smashed to pieces?
He remembered that when he washed his face, a layer of blood and grime came off.
Hearing the exclamation, the blacksmith stopped hammering and looked up.
Good heavens, where did this pretty boy come from? He's unbelievably handsome!
"Who are you? What are you doing in my house?"
The person made of jade was so white that they shone, just like the description in the book... It took the blacksmith a long time to come up with that word.
Skin as white as ice and bones as white as jade.
I don't know how this person looks, they're like they came out of a painting, so beautiful they don't seem real.
"Boss, you just gave me these clothes, and you've already forgotten?"
The familiar voice made the two realize that the person in front of them was the same dirty and smelly beggar from before.
Unexpectedly, after washing it, it looked like a Bodhisattva.
The blacksmith's wife remembered that she had personally handed him that linen garment. Such an ordinary piece of clothing looked ethereal on this person, even though it was no different from the blacksmith's.
With a different person, it's a completely different story.
The blacksmith scratched his head awkwardly, "Young master, the difference is too great. I thought I had mistaken you for someone else."
Xu Cangyu saw the water vat in the corner of the wall and looked inside. Only then could he see his own appearance clearly. His nose was a nose, and his eyes were eyes. Fortunately, he was not strangely shaped.
Upon closer inspection, he is even more handsome and has an extraordinary appearance.
With such a handsome face, why not do something else? Why rob tombs?
Having received the cast gold and copper coins, which were exactly the right weight, Xu Zangyu left the blacksmith shop with peace of mind. He then considered whether he should go to the clinic to treat his head, since he couldn't continue to be so foolish.
There are many people in this world who cultivate immortality, but he didn't feel like he knew any magic.
Halfway there, he was attracted by a shout.
"A refreshing and sweet fruit and honey soup, so sweet and crunchy!"
"Give me a bowl."
A handsome young man suddenly appeared in front of the stall, and the proprietress was startled before saying, "Fifty or fifty coins."
After serving the sweet soup, all that remained of the shop was a single gold coin.
Wearing linen clothes, casually paying with gold—are rich people this low-key these days?
Xu Zangyu couldn't explain why he had any expectations for a bowl of sweet soup. After taking a sip, he felt a little disappointed. It wasn't that it tasted bad, but he felt that something was missing.
The tavern next door was filled with people from all over the country, chatting and laughing over a few bowls of wine.
"Have you heard about the Tianyi Sect's extermination of the calamity? I heard that the calamity was extremely evil; a former disciple of the Tianyi Sect was swallowed up and his remains were never found."
"Two other leaders of the sect who went with them, one of whom actually fell into demonic possession and went mad! He's practically dead. Nobody knows where he went, and even the Tianyi Sect can't find him."
"And the land of Yu'an, which was originally a dead place, was restored to its spiritual energy after the disaster was averted, and turned into a blessed land."
"I've also heard about this matter. Various sects are vying for this place, and the Qiushui Sect has been driven away from its attempts to negotiate multiple times."
"Aren't there just some elderly, weak, women and children among the villagers inside?"
"Brother, don't get involved. Tianyi Sect, Anxiang Pavilion, Chuncifang, and Quwumen are all watching. If you're thinking of taking advantage of this opportunity to eat some meat soup, then forget about it."
Xu Zangyu listened intently until a chubby-cheeked child suddenly stood in front of him, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth onto his clothes.
Xu Cangyu asked the proprietress to bring a bowl of sweet soup for the child as well. Although the child was embarrassed, he still sat down happily despite feeling awkward. "Thank you, brother."
The bowl of sweet soup was emptied in no time, and the child smiled ingratiatingly, "Brother, can I have another bowl?"
The child has a sweet tongue, but those cavities make people frown; it's obvious he hasn't been watching what he eats.
Xu Cangyu shook his head hard, but the child persisted, looking at him expectantly with his two round eyes, "Why? Consider this money a loan from me. I'll pay you back when I get home."
After a moment's thought, Cangyu uttered cold and ruthless words: "Because you are not lovable."
The child was stunned for a moment, incredulous. Then, his grape-like eyes bulged out like beans, his mouth twitched, and he burst into a loud wail, wiping away his tears as he ran towards the woman who had come looking for him.
"Waaaaah, Mom, people say I'm not cute. Does that mean nobody likes me? Waaaaah..."
The woman immediately became angry, "Who is it! Saying my little girl isn't cute? Do you know how much that hurts a child?"
The sweet soup shop owner laughed at him, "Young master, you're so handsome but have such a sharp tongue. That child is probably going to cry nonstop."
Xu Zangyu begged her not to make a fuss, and slunk away from the shop.
"Niu Niu, who insulted you? Mommy will beat them up for you!"
The child choked up, "No, you can't hit him, Mom, make him say I'm cute."
The child pointed and found that the sweet soup shop was gone. He pouted and started crying uncontrollably.
*
A bewildered woman on the street looked around at passersby. When she saw a young man in a gray-green robe, her eyes lit up, and she grabbed his hand. "Xiao Bao, is that you? Xiao Bao."
The woman looked mentally unstable and the young man, unable to contain his disgust, said, "You crazy woman, you've mistaken me for someone else."
The woman still wouldn't let go, crying, "I'm your mother, Xiaobao."
"Get out of here."
The woman stumbled as she was pushed, bumping right into Xu Zangyu who was coming from the opposite direction. Dazzling gold and copper coins rolled all over the ground. The young man, who was about to leave, changed his mind upon seeing this.
"What a pair of wicked mother and daughter! One of them is pretending to be crazy while the other takes the opportunity to steal my purse. Do they think I'm blind?"
Xu Cangyu first helped the woman up, then squatted down to pick up the money, saying, "How did the money on me become yours?"
"Still trying to argue."
A foot stepped on his hand as he picked up the money. He quickly dodged, and a deep hole was left in the ground, imprinted with the shape of a complete foot.
This power belongs to someone who cultivates immortality.
"How dare a mere mortal steal my money pouch?"
All the gold and copper coins on the ground were sucked into the money bag in the young man's palm. He weighed it up and down, his eyes filled with smugness. "Today this immortal is in a good mood and will not settle accounts with you. Remember to take a detour if you see me in the future."
My newly acquired treasure is gone already?
Xu Zangyu clenched his fists, hoping to unleash some primordial power, but after trying for a long time, nothing happened.
The young man left with a smile, but was suddenly grabbed by the hair and punched several times on the head. "You bad guy, give me back my little treasure's money bag!"
"You crazy bastard, you're asking for it."
The young man had already channeled his spiritual power into his palm. Xu Cangyu quickly went up and pulled him away. The spiritual power came with the palm wind, but he couldn't move at all.
His hair was blown into disarray, and another palm strike came swiftly, sending the young man flying, leaving only a money pouch in his hand.
"How dare you touch my wife? You're just a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, how dare you be so arrogant."
The young man was vomiting blood and couldn't get up at all. His hands hung limply over his body, clearly indicating that he was beyond saving.
Xu Zangyu's eyes ached from watching; cultivators fighting were so brutal.
After taking the money, he quickly left the place of trouble, but the woman grabbed his sleeve, saying, "Xiao Bao, I've finally found you! Your mother has been looking for you so hard! Why don't you remember to come home, my child?"
"Madam, you have mistaken me for someone else."
"I'm not mistaken, you are Xiaobao. You're so handsome, you're my Xiaobao."
Xu Zangyu knew that the lady was out of her mind, so he looked at the man who had made the move. Unexpectedly, the man pressed down on his shoulder and said, "Young master, let's go home."
"......"
Xu Zangyu was inexplicably taken back to the Lu family home, not of his own volition.
"Butler Cheng, who did you bring back?"
As soon as Mr. Lu arrived, he heard his wife's laughter and was surprised. When had his wife ever laughed so happily?
The young man being dragged in was a handsome young man. Master Mo was not surprised. Ever since his wife lost her young son, she had been mentally unstable and would always sneak out to search for her son all over the streets. Even if the son she brought back was fake, it would still make her happy for a while.
Butler Chen explained the process to him, and after hearing it, Master Lu felt it was necessary to ask about the man's background.
Who would wander the streets with a huge sum of money for no reason?
Xu Zangyu: "I'm really not your son, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
Master Lu: "I know my wife has caused trouble for you, young master. May I ask your name, young master?"
Compared to the arrogant young man they had just encountered, this Master Lu was quite kind. Xu Zangyu quickly replied, "It's not much of a hassle."
But when asked his name, his mind went blank, and he opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't say it. Finally, he said uncertainly:
"I guess... his name is Long Aotian."
"What an arrogant name."
"Where does the young master live?"
After a moment's hesitation, "...I opened my eyes and popped out of the stone."
“”
A long silence followed.
Master Lu sighed, "Steward Cheng, please call a doctor."
This call turned out to be quite significant, as it uncovered a major problem.
This person is most likely an idiot.
His brain was full of blood clots; it's a miracle he's still alive.
Old Master Lu's eyes darted around, and he pulled the doctor aside to whisper to him for a long time.
When she came back, Mrs. Lu asked worriedly, "How is Xiaobao?"
The doctor stroked his beard and smiled: "Madam, this is wonderful news! I just discovered that this young master and the master are related by blood."
Xu Zangyu: "......"
Master Lu looked at him with remorse and slapped his forehead. “My son has been missing for many years. I never expected him to grow up so fast. I didn’t even recognize him. It’s all thanks to the doctor.”
"How did you recognize him?" Do you really think he's stupid and can't see through it? His acting is all over the place.
The doctor smiled and said, "Just now I took a drop of your blood, young master, and I was surprised to find that it mixed perfectly with the master's blood. Young master, you are the master's own son!"
It sounds outrageous, and it's actually completely unreliable.
Xu Zangyu felt helpless. Now that things had come to this, he decided to treat his brain first.
The Lu family looks like a wealthy household, so staying here is definitely safer than outside.
The happiest person was Mrs. Lu: "It really is my little treasure, I didn't see wrong. Little treasure."
Xu Cangyu forced a smile and replied, "Yes, Mother."
Xu Zangyu lived a carefree and leisurely life as a young master, with food and clothes provided for him. However, he was constantly watched and could not leave the house, probably because the Lu family thought he was not smart enough and would get lost if he went out.
After drinking the bitter medicine for half a month with no effect, Xu Zangyu realized that he still had to rely on himself and couldn't continue to be so dejected.
As night fell, he moved a ladder from the deserted backyard, climbed up to the top of the courtyard, and suddenly someone below said, "Xiao Bao, what are you doing up there?"
Mrs. Lu arrived at some point, leaning on his ladder with a worried look in her eyes.
"Shh—Mom, I'm looking at the moon."
"Oh, little Bao, wait until you see the moon clearly, then try on the new clothes your mother made for you."
Madam Lu's fingers were covered with needle marks that were still wet with blood. Xu Cangyu felt really guilty and couldn't accept this gift with a clear conscience while using someone else's identity.
He climbed one more step, but just as he was about to jump down, he couldn't move.
An argument was taking place in the courtyard:
"Mother is confused, and Father, you're confused too, bringing all sorts of people into the house. If I don't come back this time, will the Lu family have to change masters next time?"
"Your mother is rarely happy, so what's wrong with trying to cheer her up? You're always at the sect, so it's difficult for your mother to see you even if she wants to."
“If I didn’t serve the sect, how could I live in the Lu family today? Besides, Mother always thinks of my younger brother, so there’s no place for me.”
Lu Ming stared at the boy on the wall, feeling even more aggrieved. His mother had never paid attention to him all these years, yet now she was getting up to do needlework for a stranger, even at the cost of pricking her own hand.
Now that everyone is watching, he'll wait until no one is watching before kicking this fool out.
The spell was broken, and the boy on the wall swayed precariously. The night wind blew his black hair across his forehead, and Lu Ming saw a panicked face that was so familiar it shocked him.
Xu Zangyu guessed that it was that unfathomable young man who had tripped him up; he had already felt the young man's sharp glares several times.
He fell halfway down the high wall, but didn't break apart; a sudden embrace caught him.
It turned out to be Madam Lu's eldest son, the culprit who pushed him off the wall.
Lu Ming could hardly believe it. Xu Zangyu, whom everyone thought was dead, suddenly appeared in the mansion, and he was alive and well, not a dream.
"Brother, are you alright?"
Xu Zangyu: "......"
Why do you Lu family members all have two faces, one in public and one in private? Are you all addicted to acting?
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