Chapter 257 The Truth
If others see a chicken talking, they will definitely be surprised.

Li Daoxuan looked at the demented appearance of Yao Nianchun's ghost and ignored him.

Looking at the rooster in front of me, I have a thousand questions in my mind.

"Who are you?" Li Daoxuan asked.

"Who am I? Shouldn't you know this?" The rooster laughed. It stood in front of Li Daoxuan. Its shiny feathers looked like silk. It was much larger than an ordinary rooster and looked particularly majestic.

"Is his name really Qian Bowen?" Li Daoxuan asked with a frown.

"I am Qian Bowen, the man you know." The rooster said, "I am Nianchun's cousin, but now I have become like this."

"It's you? Is he really my cousin? Why...why did you become like this?" Yao Nianchun came back to his senses and was even more shocked when he heard Xiongji say this.

He didn't expect that the rooster in front of him was actually his cousin who had followed him for many years.

"It's a long story," the rooster sighed, "If we want to talk about it, we have to start from more than 20 years ago."

That year Qian Bowen was still a handsome young man.

Mrs. Yao has not yet married Mr. Yao.

At that time, the Qian family was considered a wealthy family in Yangzhou. Qian Bowen's family was not only rich, it was no exaggeration to say that they were extremely wealthy.

He loved reading since he was young, and was proficient in reciting poems and painting. He often held literary gatherings in Yangzhou, and many people responded.

Qian Bowen and Mrs. Yao had known each other since childhood and could be considered childhood sweethearts. If nothing went wrong, Mrs. Yao would marry into his family in the future, and the two families would be even closer, which was a perfect and beautiful thing at that time.

Qian Bowen thought that life would go on like this until the Taiping Army rebelled and established the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom in Nanjing.

The leader Hong Xiuquan captured writers from everywhere to ask them to write eulogies for him. Qian Bowen was famous in Yangzhou and could not escape this. He was captured by the Taiping Army and wrote an eulogy to God the Father for Hong Xiuquan.

However, he never expected that Hong Xiuquan would listen to the words of the evildoer, who said that if people born on a certain day and time were sacrificed, it would please the Father in Heaven and bring divine grace, and then the great cause could be accomplished and the Qing Dynasty could be destroyed.

So Qian Bowen became the unlucky guy. His tongue was cut off, his ears were damaged, and he was finally thrown into prison to be used as a sacrifice.

Later, the ceremony of worshiping the gods was not carried out, and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom collapsed under the siege of the Qing army.

Qian Bowen luckily escaped and lived in seclusion outside Yangzhou City.

What happened next was that he met Yao Nianchun and learned that Mrs. Yao had remarried. Out of love for Yao Nianchun, Qian Bowen taught Yao Nianchun everything he had learned and helped him manage the family business.

But who knew that good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone. On the way back from a business trip, Qian Bowen and Yao Nianchun were attacked by bandits, and Yao Nianchun accidentally died.

Only Qian Bowen was still alive and found Yao Nianchun's body.

"I brought Nianchun to a dilapidated temple, and I prayed to the Bodhisattva for Nianchun to come back to life. I never thought that the Bodhisattva would really respond and teach me a way to save Nianchun." The rooster said leisurely.

"How did the Bodhisattva respond to you? What method did he tell you?" Li Daoxuan stared at the rooster and asked with a frown.

There is no perfect way in the world, and even fewer people can be brought back from the dead.

Moreover, if there really were gods in the world, why didn’t they save people in such distress, but instead came to save Yao Nianchun?
Li Daoxuan felt something. "That day I was tired and fell asleep, and vaguely I saw the Bodhisattva appear. The Bodhisattva told me that if I want to save Nianchun, I have to exchange my life for hers. As long as someone is willing to sacrifice his life, Nianchun can come back to life." Qian Bowen said.

"After I knew this method, I took Nianchun's body back to Yangzhou. I met with Master Yao and told him about this matter. Master Yao agreed to my request and buried Nianchun's body in the backyard."

"So Yao Nianchun's body was not buried by you alone, and Master Yao also knew about it?" Li Daoxuan understood and resolved some of the doubts in his mind.

He was still wondering why Yao Nianchun's body could be buried silently in the backyard. It turned out that Master Yao was involved. If this was the case, then the matter made sense.

"What exactly is this method?" Li Daoxuan asked again.

"This method is simple." Qian Bowen walked towards Yao Nianchun with his claws. "If you want to revive Nianchun, you have to find someone who is related to Nianchun by blood. This person cannot be too old, nor too young. He must be a man like Nianchun. This person must agree to this and be willing to be a container."

"Young Taoist priest, you should have heard of this phrase - peach replaces plum."

"Peach replacing Li Jiang?!" Li Daoxuan was shocked and looked at Qian Bowen intently.

Of course he had heard this word before, from his Uncle Nine, and the person who used this word was the eldest son of the Wang family whose heart was replaced.

He only knew the title of the eldest young master of the Wang family, but he didn't know the name of the man who had usurped the throne. Could it be because this method was special?
"Yes, as long as the person who serves as the vessel changes his name to Yao Nianchun. When he reaches the age of full age, Nianchun can take his place and live again in the world." Qian Bowen said lightly.

"You guys! You actually want Erlang to be the container!!" As soon as Qian Bowen finished speaking, Yao Nianchun, who was floating aside, shouted angrily.

He was so furious at this moment that even though he had turned into a ghost, one could still feel his anger.

"I will never agree to this, never! No matter what, I can't let Jilang do this! Never!"

"Alas." Qian Bowen sighed, "Master Yao and I also know Nianchun's personality. If he knew about this, he would definitely not compromise. So we invited Master Meishan to make Nianchun forget many things. In this way, when the matter is accomplished, it will be too late for him to wake up."

"So that's how it is. So there's a reason why you don't let me say the name Yao Nianchun? Are you afraid of waking Yao Nianchun up?" Li Daoxuan asked suddenly.

"Yes." Qian Bowen's voice was filled with helplessness. "I just didn't expect that a Taoist priest like you would ruin the plan that I had made for many years. This thing was about to succeed, but now all the previous efforts have been wasted. Alas, it's fate and time."

"Then Uncle Qian, if you do this, have you ever thought about Nianchun's feelings? If he knew that his blood relative was possessed by you, would he really live happily in this world? Isn't this more painful than being cut into pieces?" Li Daoxuan asked sternly.

"How could Nianchun not listen to his parents' words? If he could come back to life, I think he would understand our painstaking efforts." Qian Bowen said indifferently.

"Bullshit!" Yao Nianchun was furious. "Even if I die and go to the underworld and suffer the eighteen levels of hell, I will not touch a hair of Erlang! I was able to let Erlang live, so how can I harm him again? I, Yao Nianchun, can afford to live, and I can also afford to die!"

"." Qian Bowen was speechless and could only look at Yao Nianchun quietly.

Li Daoxuan didn't know what he felt at the moment, but he could understand some things.

Perhaps in Qian Bowen's view, the life of a bastard cannot compare to the life of Yao Nianchun.

He was the child born to the woman he loved, and also the child he taught carefully.

If Yao Erlang's life had to be exchanged for Yao Nianchun's life, Qian Bowen would choose to sacrifice Yao Erlang without hesitation.

However, Yao Nianchun is not a puppet.

(End of this chapter)