ragginovel Chapter 94 Grandfather's Grandson
Chapter 94 Grandfather's Grandson
Chapter 94 Grandfather's Grandson (4,000 words)
Chu Xun, carrying his sword and accompanied by a flock of crows, arrived at the valley once again.
The sunlight is still blocked by the trees, and the area is shrouded in mist.
Under the control of the magic, the fog quickly dissipated.
Perhaps this startled the old bat, whose enormous body suddenly appeared.
Water whips condensed in the air and lashed out at the old bat.
Sharp earth spikes then sprang up from the ground.
The old bat took flight, dodging the spikes, and then flapped its wings.
The water whip was shattered by the invisible gale and could not be restored to its original state immediately.
The wind seemed to carry a peculiar scent, which hindered the condensation of water vapor.
Chu Xun raised an eyebrow slightly. Perhaps this was the reason why the flesh and bones of the transformed python were separated by a gust of wind.
Fortunately, the spiritual energy during the Foundation Establishment stage was abundant, condensing into hundreds of water cones.
The old bat flapped its wings again, and the water cones shattered one after another from the gale.
It seemed a little impatient, and as it shattered the water cone, it immediately charged towards Chu Xun.
When the distance was less than ten meters, the bat's wings trembled slightly, and the piercing wind sounded like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, which was terrifying.
Chu Xun raised his long sword without needing to use any fancy tricks.
It was just a simple, straight slash from top to bottom.
"cut!"
The longsword, imbued with the essence of gold, collided with the gale.
boom--
With a violent crash, the longsword shattered.
Its quality is too poor to withstand this level of confrontation.
But the golden essence was extremely tenacious, and it actually cleaved through the gale, carrying hundreds of fragments that riddled the old bat's outstretched wings with holes.
Squeak—
The old bat emitted a piercing cry, like a human scream.
It probably never imagined that the seemingly ordinary longsword would contain the purest and most powerful metal essence in the world.
The fierce wind that had been split apart instantly collapsed, turning into an ordinary gale that swept towards the mountains and forests.
Although it is still quite fierce, it no longer has such great destructive power.
Before Chu Xun could even speak, the flock of crows had already pounced on him impatiently.
Although the old bat was many times stronger than before, the golden essence struck its chest, creating a terrible wound over a meter long.
As soon as it fell to the ground, it was pinned down and pecked by dozens of huge crows.
The saying goes, "Two fists can't beat four hands; even a master can be defeated by a flurry of punches."
The old bat struggled to flap its wings, trying to fight back, but the ground beneath it had become extremely soft.
Once its body sank in, the mud immediately covered it, forming a hard cage that trapped it.
The crows easily pecked into its head, squawking incessantly.
A moment later, the old bat, which had been quite old, lost all its life.
Several old crows pecked open its bat wings and dug out two dark yellow beads.
An old crow hopped over and brought the bead to Chu Xun, who reached out and took it, then looked at it.
It looks like bone, but its surface is covered with tiny holes.
It felt very heavy in my hand.
Faintly, one could hear the whistling of wind coming from the hole.
It seems that the gale is blowing from here.
That's quite a gain.
"It seems that what the Three Cavern Pearl Pouch said was true; the essence of gold can indeed break through the wind."
Chu Xun nodded to himself. In this way, the tribulation of the wind that helped the Azure-White Python transform into a dragon and protect its path was now clear.
There are still the lightning tribulation and the water tribulation left. He has some guesses in his mind, but he needs to go back to verify them to know if they are right or wrong.
The crows hated the old bat so much that they tore it apart and ate it piece by piece.
Chu Xun didn't interfere. Crows naturally have a fondness for carrion, and this was a bat that was almost a spirit.
Eating them is only good for them.
With a wave of his hand, Chu Xun dispersed the mist in the valley and walked forward.
The valley is not very large, only about a hundred meters deep, and it is more like a cave without a top.
Deep inside, water flowing down from the mountain gathers into a pool, which is very shady.
Beside the pool, a withered plant leans against the stone wall.
The top still shows the marks left by the torn stem, which must be the fruit that the crows were looking for back then.
However, decades later, the fruit ripened and was completely eaten by the old bat.
This allowed it to go even further, almost to the point of becoming a spirit.
Just then, a commotion came from the pool.
Chu Xun turned his head and saw a fish that had just fallen from above into the pool and was trying its best to jump back.
Unfortunately, it was only the size of a palm. Falling from such a height, it was already a miracle it didn't die. How could it possibly jump back?
Perhaps seeing someone approaching, this ordinary little grass carp hurriedly swam to the edge of the pond and hid.
Chu Xun didn't interfere any further. He waited until the crows had completely devoured the old bat before leading them away.
In the pool, small grass carp slowly floated to the surface.
Without Chu Xun's intervention, the fog gathered again.
The dampness caused the blood, which had not yet dried on the ground, to seep into the pool through the cracks in the ground.
Although the little grass carp was afraid of people, it sensed something that it instinctively craved.
Hesitantly, it finally couldn't resist swimming over and opening its mouth to swallow the old bat's blood.
The seemingly ordinary blinking of a fish's eyes gradually gained a touch of spirituality as it consumed more blood.
After leaving the valley, Chu Xun did not return to the village where the blacksmith's shop was located, but headed straight towards Songguo Village.
Inside the blacksmith's shop, Cheng Shan and his son looked up at the mountains and forests.
They had just heard a loud noise, but then there was silence.
Both father and son were a little nervous. Cheng Congyi couldn't help but ask, "Dad, do you think he can do it?"
Cheng Shan wanted to say yes, but the ferocious beasts in the mountains were so powerful that even a second-rank martial artist working together couldn't handle them. Could that young man really do it with just a sword?
After a long while, Cheng Congyi suddenly pointed to the northwest side and shouted, "Father, look! There are so many crows!"
Cheng Shan looked in the direction of the sound and indeed saw many crows flying out from the forest on the northwest side and then flying straight north.
He immediately breathed a sigh of relief; the flock of crows had come with the boy.
Now that the crow is gone, the matter must have been resolved.
But there was a tinge of regret in my heart, because the crows didn't come from this direction, which meant the boy wouldn't be coming back.
"Let's go back," Cheng Shan said.
"Huh? Aren't we going to wait?" Cheng Congyi asked, puzzled.
Cheng Shan shook his head: "He's not coming."
Cheng Congyi was puzzled. "How do you know he's not coming if I haven't seen him?"
Cheng Shan, disregarding his son's thoughts, returned to the blacksmith shop somewhat dejectedly.
As soon as I got closer, I heard the sound of wings flapping in my ear.
Immediately afterwards, something fell to the ground at my feet.
It was a bat skull, its flesh and blood completely gnawed away, and it was astonishingly large.
Ga Yicheng looked up at the mountain, saw the crow caw at him, and then flapped its wings and flew away.
Cheng Congyi ran over, saw the bat skull on the ground, and exclaimed in horror, "What a huge rat head!"
Cheng Shan burst out laughing. Although the boy hadn't returned, he had sent him a message.
From now on, we will no longer have to fear the ferocious beasts in the mountains.
Remembering the twenty taels of silver he had received earlier, Cheng Shan decided to pass it down as a family heirloom.
Although he did not know who the boy was, he might one day be proud of the few ingots of silver he left behind. Not long after, Chu Xun returned to the territory of Songguo Village.
Many villagers were irrigating and weeding in the fields.
A flock of crows flew by first, prompting the villagers to look up.
Then they saw a boy walking along the ridge of the field, and they were all a little curious.
After Chu Xun rejuvenated, his appearance was somewhat different from before.
He was fair-skinned and handsome; even those who were very familiar with his appearance when he was young would only think that he looked about five or six parts similar.
Qiaohua was leading Liao Licheng's family in weeding in the field.
Chu Xun walked up and said, "It's close to harvest time, so it's okay not to weed."
Qiaohua looked up, somewhat puzzled: "Who are you?"
I feel like I've seen it somewhere before, but I can't quite place it.
The villagers farm year-round, and they're all tanned darker than the next.
Aside from Lin Qiaoxi and Liu Yuqing, she had hardly ever seen anyone with fair skin.
Chu Xun smiled and said, "My grandfather is Chu Xun, you should know him."
Qiaohua was stunned. Your grandfather is Chu Xun?
As everyone knows, Master Chu has no children, so where would he get a grandson?
Could it be that she has an illegitimate child outside?
Upon hearing this, Liao Licheng came over and said, "Stop talking nonsense! Grandpa Chu has no children, let alone grandchildren!"
"I was adopted by him," Chu Xun said. "I know your name is Liao Licheng. You don't like studying, and you're not good at it, but your mother forced you to study anyway."
"Your father is a military officer and hasn't been back for many years."
"This land belongs to your family, but that small corner plot was only reclaimed last year."
Qiaohua and Liao Licheng were a little dumbfounded. How did he know everything?
When the other villagers heard that Chu Xun's adopted grandson had returned, they all rushed over and asked him a barrage of questions.
Some asked if they knew about their family situation, while others asked where the boy was now and why he wasn't coming back with them.
Chu Xun answered each question in turn, explaining that upon returning this time, he needed to maintain a suitable identity.
Being your own grandson is the most suitable thing to do.
Given Chu Xun's understanding of the villagers, he could say a few words and almost no one would doubt him anymore.
Because there are many things that only Chu De and his people know, and outsiders could not possibly know them.
The group of people, no longer caring about farming, crowded around Chu Xun and walked towards the village.
When they returned to their original residence, they did not see Qi Ermao.
Only then did I learn that Zhangnan County was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations for a celebration.
This year is the last year that Magistrate Li Zhaoming has served, so he summoned all the prominent figures from various towns and villages.
Since Chu Xun wasn't there, Qi Ermao had no choice but to go and join in the fun for him.
"What are you celebrating?" Chu asked curiously.
"Of course, it's to celebrate the extinction of the Song family." Liao Licheng said, then suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "I forgot you're not from around here, you wouldn't understand."
After his explanation, Chu De finally understood.
After killing the Song family members and rushing to the capital, Zhangnan County was in an uproar the next day.
When someone discovered that dozens of members of the Song family had died without a trace, they were initially horrified, but then scrambled to the county government office to report the good news.
Li Zhaoming was so excited that he almost fainted from joy.
He thought that the Song family, this cancer, would become a stain on his many years as an official, but he never expected that the Song family would be gone in his last year.
Who did it?
no one knows.
But one thing is certain: to be able to wipe out the Song family, which had a second-rank martial artist in charge, overnight is no ordinary feat.
They put up a fake notice, announcing the wanted status of an unknown murderer, but in reality, they only sent a few constables to inquire in the vicinity.
It was raining for miles around that night, and no one heard or saw who the killer was.
The fact that the county government couldn't find the murderer didn't stop them from celebrating joyfully.
With the Song family wiped out, they have nothing to fear from anyone seeking revenge.
No matter what the martial arts school's disciples are like, Zhenwei Martial Arts School was rampant back then because Song Jingmin was there.
Now that the Song family is gone, try being arrogant again?
Some were even bold enough to shout slogans like "Heroes uphold justice and rid the people of evil."
Chu Xun chuckled as he listened, then patted his behind and left, surprised that the county was so lively.
He took out his key from his pocket, unlocked the brass lock on the courtyard gate, and went inside. The crows immediately surrounded him.
Weasels, field mice, and rabbits hop around.
They all sensed the familiar presence and knew who had arrived without even looking.
Li Guangmao, who had rushed over, entered the room and saw Chu Xun being swarmed and nuzzled by crows. He couldn't help but ask in surprise:
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How come you're so familiar with them?
Chu Xun smiled and said, "When Grandpa sent me back, he taught me some skills, how to get along with crows."
Li Guangmao believed it too; no one knew better than him how intelligent these crows were.
Although they don't usually attack villagers, there are actually no other families besides Chu Xun and Zhang Sanchun who are so close to the crows.
Back then, even his father, Li Shoutian, had his hoe picked up by a crow and thrown far away; they didn't hold back at all.
Moreover, judging from his appearance, the boy does indeed resemble Xun Ge'er somewhat.
Even if you said they were biological children, let alone acknowledged as relatives, no one would find it strange.
In no time, the courtyard was packed with people.
When Qi Ermao returned, there was nowhere left to stand.
"Xun-ge'er's adopted grandson? Chu Chen?"
Qi Ermao was stunned for a long time after hearing this. Go to the county for a drink, and when you come back, Xun Ge'er will have a successor.
So Xun-ge went out to find someone to inherit the family business?
Thinking about it, it seems quite reasonable.
With so many acres of land and shops, the annual income was several thousand taels of silver.
It would be such a waste if such a large family business were to go uninherited.
In addition, Chu Xun fabricated a story that was so perfect and watertight that no one suspected anything anymore.
As for where the original "Chu Xun" went, he said that he wandered around and no one knew where he was.
The villagers were deeply saddened by what they heard, and many wiped away tears, complaining bitterly about Qi Ermao.
"You left that night without saying goodbye. Now look what's happened, we'll never see you again."
Qi Ermao hung his head, feeling as if this scene of being surrounded and attacked had happened before.
His mouth tasted bitter, but the young master forbade him to say it; what could he do?
If I had known Chu De was gone, I would never have come back. I told him I would never let him leave the village.
"Will we still have roasted nuts and rice cakes to eat in the future?" a child with a sweet tooth asked worriedly.
Chu Xun nodded and said, "Yes, I can make this too. Just come here to get it if you want some in the future."
The tenth year of Chongming.
Songguo Village lost its great guest Chu Xun, but gained a boy named Chu Chen.
More than a month later, news came from outside.
Under Huang Qi's leadership, the refugee army captured Hongfeng Pass.
There are no more major towns for hundreds of miles ahead, and the army of refugees is about to sweep across the land!
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