Chapter 246: The past events of Jiashen are told, Feng Baobao is confused

Lu Linglong, Wang Ergou, Canglong and other young people were taken out by the two little Taoist boys. Zhang Zhiwei's gaze then fell on Xu San, Xu Si, and Feng Baobao. The old man's meaning was self-evident.

"Okay, Master, you guys can chat first, we'll wait outside."

Xu San pushed his glasses and was about to leave tactfully.

"Master, the third and fourth brothers are my people. They have been helping me investigate grandfather's affairs."

Seeing that Zhang Chulan had guaranteed them, the Heavenly Master was too lazy to care about it anymore and just sighed: "Okay."

As the group of young people left, Lu Jin waved his hand forward to prevent the following conversation from being overheard by others. His Qi flowed, and a layer of crystal white barrier appeared out of thin air, sealing the Zen room tightly and blocking any eavesdropping.

Xu San and Xu Si showed surprise on their faces. This old man was more complicated than they had imagined. Was it the power of Tongtian Talisman?
Just as they were daydreaming, Zhang Chulan waited anxiously, and finally the result came.

Zhang Zhiwei did not hide anything. His old face was complicated and helpless. He sighed softly:
"Chu Lan, what they said may not be true, and not all of them are slandering your grandfather. The Quan Xing demon wanted to plot against the heavens, and found thirty-five pawns to use."

"Your grandfather was one of them. They secretly swore brotherhood at a certain location. The demon promised them a great opportunity. The thirty-five people therefore found an excuse to betray their master and swear brotherhood with Quan Xing."

"Wawa, you were born in modern times and don't know much about the chaos back then. It's no exaggeration to say that Quan Xing was the terrorist at that time. Many sects, including our Tianshi Mansion, had members who died at their hands for generations."

"In the martial arts world, anyone who encounters Quan Xing can kill him at will without being held accountable. However, those thirty-five people knew this and still chose to swear brotherhood with the devil."

Zhang Chulan's heartbeat quickened as he heard this. He boldly guessed, "Could the so-called opportunity be the Eight Wonders of the Future?"

"Correct."

Zhang Zhiwei's memory went back to a distant summer night. He still could not forget the shock he felt when he went to Trinity Gate with his master and learned the news. He simply skipped over the words that should not have been said.

"Since there were so many people who had sworn brotherhood, and each of them had their own agenda, facing the fact that it would be exposed sooner or later, your suspicious grandfather was afraid that trouble would spread to the Tianshi Mansion, so in the summer of 1944, he traveled to many places and reported the Thirty-Six Brotherhoods."

"This big-eared man is very calculating and deliberately left traces. His first stop was to go to Old Lu, and then all the factions received the news."

"After that, the sects involved hurriedly held a meeting to discuss a solution. The final idea was that anyone in the martial arts world had the right to hunt down the Thirty-Six Thieves. The sects involved could either purge their sect or save their own disciples by abolishing their cultivation and imprisoning them for life."

"In the past month or so, the thirty-six people were killed down to only a dozen."

"Master, what about you and Master Jinzhong back then?"

Zhang Chulan hesitated to speak, as he could not say that the two old men were going to hunt down his grandfather.

"We all went down the mountain to look for that big-eared man, hoping to persuade him to come back. As a result, another disaster occurred."

Zhang Zhiwei looked ashamed. Even after so many years, he still regretted it. He clearly had a bad premonition at that time, but still did not react in time.

"Disaster?!" Zhang Chulan's heart trembled.

"Well, the Wang family captured Feng Tianyang, one of the creators of the Eight Wonders, and dug out information about the others from him. After that, the hunt, which was already nearing its end, became bloody because of the eight incredible skills, and many people died."

"Your Jinzhong master was arrested by Wang's men while he was returning to the mountains. They tortured him in an attempt to find out the whereabouts of your grandfather."

Zhang Zhiwei said in a heavy tone, "They cut off their limbs, crippled their eyes, and pushed the blame onto Quan Xing. If it weren't for your great master's foresight and the help of the seniors from Sanyi Sect, the consequences would be unimaginable, and Tianshi Mansion would have to go to war with Quan Xing."

"My junior brother managed to save his life, and with the help of Lao Lu's uncle, he didn't become disabled for life. But he couldn't practice anymore, and could only practice some health-preserving techniques."

Zhang Chulan looked at Master Tian who was sitting in a wheelchair. Although he was old, he still looked energetic. However, he couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat. He kowtowed and said in a trembling voice:
"Master, I'm sorry."

"Hey! You kid, this has nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself."

Tian Jinzhong repeatedly stopped him and said with a satisfied smile:
"What happened back then is all in the past. Master and senior brothers also sought justice for me and killed all those villains. But Big Ear was so foolish. He didn't even come back earlier, causing your family to hide and live in fear for decades. If he could be more open-minded, you might not have to suffer so much."

"Let it go? How can I let it go? Although you and I don't hate this kid, Master can't swallow this breath. He insisted that if we have the chance to meet again, he must kill him with his own hands. The incident of the Wang family at that time was even more sensational. He knew that you were harmed by him and his conscience was unbearable. Even when Master left, he didn't dare to come back."

Zhang Zhiwei still had some complaints in his heart. He concluded in front of Zhang Chulan:
"The Jiashen Rebellion was caused by the devil, and your grandfather was the direct fuse. This is an indisputable fact. Do you know why I, an old man, want to hold this Luotian Grand Ceremony? It is because I want to legitimately take you into the Tianshi Mansion and save your life."

"Although the current domestic security environment is much better than during the chaotic times, you have greatly underestimated the appeal of the Eight Wonders to the extraordinary people in the martial arts world. Regardless of whether you have the Qi body source or not, do you think those people will believe you and listen to your explanation?"

"What's more, there are many people who want to kill you. The first generation of comprehenders of the Eight Great Techniques did not die out. In fact, they were bound by some kind of restriction of the devil. I suspect that it is still continuing today, but the target has been transferred to you."

When Zhang Chulan, who was seeking confirmation, learned about the past, he was so upset that his body trembled slightly uncontrollably. He never thought that his grandfather would cause so much trouble.

Tears streamed down his cheeks, Zhang Chulan lowered his head and choked:
"Master, why are you still willing to help me?"

"You are you, and your grandfather is your grandfather. Are Old Tian and I really going to watch you die outside?"

Zhang Zhiwei sighed: "I have tried my best to arrange the matters of the conference for you; try to complete the last few steps by yourself."

"Thank you, Master Xie." Zhang Chulan kowtowed heavily to the ground, his mind a mess.

From the moment he learned the truth, he knew that perhaps only by becoming a Heavenly Master and staying in the mountains for the rest of his life could he save his life. Once he left here, he would be hunted down endlessly.

"It's okay, kid. My senior brother and I are optimistic about you."

Tian Jinzhong stroked Zhang Chulan's head gently, feeling a lot of emotion. He was old and didn't have many years left to live. Being able to see this child to help him in the last part of his life would make his life complete and without regrets.

While the few people were talking, Feng Baobao stood there in a daze.

The scene before her made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable and lost. Zhang Chulan got what she wanted and knew about her grandfather's past, but she had been trying to find her family and figure out her own life experience for a long time, but she had no clues or opportunities. She didn't know how long she would have to endure this kind of suffering.

However, her fate took a turn for the better just as she was distracted. When Zhang Chulan and Zhang Zhiwei had almost finished their conversation, Lu Jin suddenly said:

"That little girl, you look very similar to an old friend of mine. Can you come forward so I can take a look?"

"what?"

Feng Baobao was stunned, pointing at himself blankly, and asked in confusion: "Old man, are you talking about me?"

Xu San and Xu Si were even more confused. Mr. Lu, one of the Ten Lords, had seen the baby? !

According to his age, maybe they really match. Is he meeting the baby, her family, or twin sisters? !
"Yes, it's you."

"Mr. Lu, have you seen the baby?!" Xu Si asked hurriedly.

"A long time ago, probably in 1941 or 42, I met a friend in Shu who looked very similar to this girl. By the way, her last name is Feng. What's your last name, little girl? Where is your hometown?"

Lu Jin was asking questions, even deliberately messing up the time. His eyes fell on the girl's face, waiting for her answer to confirm whether this was the creation from that year as he guessed.

"1941"

"1942 Shu. Surname Feng"

Xu San and Xu Si clearly remember that their father Xu Xiang told them that the place where the baby first moved around was in Sichuan.

Feng Baobao, seeing a glimmer of hope, answered subconsciously: "Old man, my last name is Feng, and my hometown is Sichuan. Do you recognize me?"

As she spoke, she walked over.

"Sichuan?"

"That's you. Do you mind if I take your pulse, old man?"

She still looks young after seventy years. Lu Jin can be sure that this is one of the effects of the transformation she received back then. The girl in front of him possesses some of the abilities of the Saint Thief.

"Oh, here you go." Feng Baobao reached out her hand.

Lu Jin grasped her wrist and used his true power to analyze her Qi and body. He immediately discovered that her six internal organs were extremely powerful and had a nearly perfect digestive system. She seemed to be absorbing nutrients from the air all the time. She was very similar to her senior brother who had practiced the Six Treasury Immortal Thief in the sect.

"Mr. Lu, are you acquainted with the baby's family?"

Xu San had a feeling that he was getting closer and closer to the truth, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

“I don’t really know them, but I know who they are.”

As a person who personally experienced Jiashen, Lu Jin knew far more secrets than others.

Even Zhang Zhiwei was surprised. He had noticed that this kid was introverted and smart not long ago, and knew that his aptitude and talent were one in a million. He even thought of taking him as his disciple, but he was busy with Zhang Chulan's affairs and had no time to chat.

"Old Lu, do you know the origin of this doll?"

"know."

"Old man, do you know my family? Please, tell me about it."

Feng Baobao couldn't wait to ask. She had a strong premonition that the old man in front of her probably knew her life experience.

Lu Jin recalled the information provided by Wang Ergou and suspected that the child's brain had been severely damaged, so he asked Feng Baobao earnestly:

"Little girl, do you know who you are?"

(End of this chapter)