pdf-ebookys Chapter 135 23 Things Before the Storm
Chapter 135 23 Things Before the Storm
A moment ago…
Outside the east gate of the Lü residence.
"Hiss... Brother Lü actually brought a divine-level ancestor home..." Hu Yanwei gasped, not even daring to enter the gate. "His audacity is growing day by day..."
"Since we're already in Yong'an City, why not go check if that little fool is really dead!"
call--
In an instant, his figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the Song residence.
boom!
At almost the same time, a Saint-level fluctuation also emanated from within the Song residence.
"what?"
"This fluctuation... Saint-level?" A healthy smile appeared on Hu Yanwei's face beneath the veil. "Hmph, I knew that little idiot was just faking his death!"
Whoosh!
He slipped directly into the central courtyard.
at the same time…
The underground space is a one-to-one replica of the central courtyard.
"cough…"
"Cough cough..."
On the bed, Song Bingchuan coughed a few times.
"Are you alright, Third Uncle?" Song Jingzhong stepped forward with concern.
"It's nothing, it's nothing," Song Bingchuan waved his hand, his breathing quickly returning to normal. "I sensed the aura of a powerful person nearby, so I forcibly activated my soul power to sense it..."
“Come on, Ah Zhong, it seems there are some ‘uninvited guests’. Let’s go take a look.” He stood up.
Song Jingzhong hurriedly went to help him, "Third Uncle, I can go see it myself. It's not appropriate for you to show up, is it?"
"Don't worry, I'll observe from the shadows first..."
"If things get bad, I'll take Yunxiang and get out of here first..."
"I'll leave that boy in your care, Third Uncle..."
... (Grandpa Song is riding in the elevator)
In the courtyard of the Song family, on the ground.
Since there were no divine-level ancestors here, Hu Yanwei appeared openly in the courtyard.
Swish, swish, swish…
"Please stay!"
"This is the residence of Marquis Song of Jiu'an. Entry is prohibited without permission!"
"Please stop here!"
As soon as she appeared, a group of shadow guards wearing painted masks appeared and surrounded her without any politeness, but their words were very polite.
"A few mortal servants think they can stop me?" (After being suppressed by the god-level ancestor for so long, finally someone has come to vent my anger...)
After saying that, Hu Yanwei waved his hand and released a wisp of Saint-level soul power, which spread outward in a circle.
boom! !
None of the shadow guards could withstand a single blow; they were all thrown to the ground, suffering an undeserved calamity.
Swish!
The top experts of the Song family, led by Song Mu, all made an appearance.
There was also Mr. Xu, who came for a stroll.
"Your behavior seems rather impolite," Song Mu said with a grim expression.
"Huh?" Hu Yanwei, unable to sense the strength of the group, focused his gaze on Elder Xu. "This small Song family... actually harbors hidden talents?"
In the study, Song Yunxiang peered out through the crack in the door.
"Holy crap... who is this woman in red? She's terrifyingly powerful..."
"What exactly is she trying to do..."
Ding!
Just then, the elevator arrived.
The two old men rushed to the scene. Song Bingchuan hid behind a pillar and quietly observed the situation in the courtyard with his bright old eyes.
"Wait! Stop!" Song Jingzhong shouted.
"Master Hou."
"Master Hou!"
The tense atmosphere immediately eased, and everyone bowed in greeting.
"Oh?"
At this moment, Hu Yanwei sensed that familiar fluctuation and revealed a smile as bright as a motor.
"You little idiot! Come here right now!"
"I knew it! You're still alive!"
The joy of seeing old friends again was evident on his face.
"Little...Little Wei?! It's you?!" Song Bingchuan was excited, sweat beading on his forehead, and suddenly poked his head out from behind the pillar.
"Hmph," Hu Yanwei put his hands in his pockets and stopped releasing his holy might, "How did you get so old? You're really ugly... You're nowhere near as good as Brother Lü."
"Heave-ho..."
Song Bingchuan strode over, a hint of shyness on his old face. "Sister Wei is still as charming as ever, just as beautiful as she was a hundred years ago..."
When I met an old friend again, I never imagined I would be such a frail old man.
"Holy crap... this is..."
Song Yunxiang rubbed his chin, his eyes darting around, "...There's some juicy gossip?"
……
The central courtyard of the Song Dynasty residence.
The underground space is a small courtyard that is replicated one-to-one.
Outside the door, Song Jingzhong said, "Third Uncle, we'll take our leave now. Please call us if you need anything."
Song Mu and Song Jin served by his side.
Inside the room, Song Bingchuan's voice came:
"Alright, I'm going to catch up with some old friends. You all can leave now..."
Step, step, step…
At the elevator, Song Jingzhong instructed Song Jin, "Song Jin, stay here and wait. Do not approach the courtyard without permission. Report any incidents immediately."
"Yes!"
Immediately afterwards, Lord Song and Song Mu returned to the ground.
at the same time…
"Sister Xiaowei, you just mentioned 'Brother Lü,' it seems he passed away ten or twenty years ago. How did you meet him?"
Inside the room, Song Bingchuan was filled with doubt, his deeply lined old face showing complete bewilderment.
“You little fool, you’re not dead, so how could he be?” Hu Yanwei stuck to his belief that Brother Lü had simply lost his memory, not died.
"Can…"
“But this is what his great-grandson told me himself, saying that his great-grandfather has passed away. I don’t want to believe it…” Song Bingchuan’s brows furrowed with a hint of melancholy.
"How could a demigod suddenly..."
"Ugh…"
Back in the day…
The three of them were no less formidable than the Three Swords of Nanzhou in the past.
now…
The eldest brother is gone, the second sister is only outwardly glamorous, and the youngest brother is practically half-dead...
Hu Yanwei asked, "Don't you think it's a bit unbelievable that his grandson looks so much like him? Let alone a grandson, even his own son wouldn't look this much alike, would he?"
His words were full of hints, trying to wake up this little fool.
"Sister Xiaowei, you mean..."
“Yes!” Hu Yanwei nodded with a smile.
However, Song Bingchuan then said, "You mean...you mean...his grandson is actually...his twin brother who was born almost two hundred years ago that night?"
Hu Yanwei: "..."
"What I mean is, Brother Lü didn't die at all. He used a secret method to avoid death and prolong his life, and lost his memories. The Lü family had to claim that he was dead, but in reality, they were protecting him in secret!"
“That’s impossible!” Song Bingchuan shook his head.
After a pause, he slowly said, "I've tested his bone age, and he really is only nineteen. He's definitely not Brother Lü. A person's bone age cannot be changed..."
"No, the secret realm holds countless possibilities; rejuvenation isn't impossible..."
"Sigh..." Song Bingchuan really didn't know how to persuade him.
……
The central courtyard of the Song residence, on the ground.
The shadow guards were on high alert. Song Yunxiang walked out of the study and was chatting with Old Xu and others.
"Xu Jiansheng, I'm sorry you had to see this," Song Jingzhong nodded slightly, his tone seemingly pleading, "Please keep this matter a secret for the Song family..."
"I know what I'm doing, don't worry."
Xu Heming nodded and stretched his limbs. "To be honest, I often come to the Song residence because I heard from young Lü that I was here to secretly protect someone. At first, I was puzzled, but now I understand."
"Then thank you very much, Sword Saint Xu, for your trouble."
PS: The events of the previous and this chapters both take place before the [Breaking the Seal of the Evil Star], so it's a flashback. The next chapter will return to normal time, which is the day before the reward team arrives.
It's dropped to single digits now, I need to ship it, I really need to ship it, /(tot)/~~