HCB Chapter 81 Chu Lan, your grandfather was once known as the "King of Chicken Thieves"
Chapter 81 Chu Lan, your grandfather was once known as the "King of Chicken Thieves"
Su Wuxian smiled, looked at the scene before him, and didn't say anything.
In terms of talent alone, everyone here combined cannot compare to Zhang Zhiwei, including myself back when I had the system.
Back then, I hadn't been here long enough to complete many system tasks, and the rewards weren't plentiful enough.
The Mahayana Golden Light Mantra and the Hinayana Thunder Magic were still not enough for Zhang Zhiwei.
It's normal that I haven't beaten him.
However, it did leave a considerable shadow on him back then.
He always regarded these characters as two-dimensional figures.
They treat them like characters in comics and anime.
There are no emotions, no emotional fluctuations.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he's living life like a playboy.
Besides, he had a system back then, so it was normal for him to be a bit arrogant.
However, after being woken up by Zhang Zhiwei, his mindset changed a lot.
That's why Su Wuxian came to be later.
But if we're talking about going up against Zhang Zhiwei now, he wouldn't dare say he could win, but a draw wouldn't be a problem.
After all, to use Su Wuxian's words...
He may not be the most skilled, but he certainly knows the most.
This knowledge...
They've learned a lot of different things.
Su Wuxian interrupted Zhang Chulan as he continued recounting his past, changing the subject: "Didn't you ask about your grandfather? Why do you keep asking me about my things?"
"Hehe, isn't it because I'm more interested in you..." Zhang Chulan scratched his head.
"Then my grandfather..."
"All I can say is that most of the spirit chickens raised in the back mountain ended up in your grandfather's stomach," Su Wuxian said with a smile.
"Every time after stealing food, they would even bury the chicken feathers under your advisor Tian's bed to frame you."
Tian Jinzhong was furious upon hearing this and threw down the tree branch he was holding:
"No wonder my master always made me kneel and offer incense as punishment!"
"So this was all done by that big-eared scoundrel Huaiyi? I thought I ate it in my sleep! I even admitted it was him!"
"puff!!!"
Wang Ye and Su Duo couldn't help but laugh.
Zhang Chulan was also embarrassed. He never expected that his grandfather, who seemed to be full of bitterness and hatred, was actually a... chicken thief when he was young.
"That's why."
Su Wuxian picked up the conversation:
"You should know that those who can change their surname to Zhang are all qualified to inherit the title of Celestial Master."
"Your grandfather was never one to settle for the status quo. He had exceptional talent, yet he didn't want to be bound by rules. What he longed for was never the position of a celestial master, but rather... freedom."
"That's something I'm very similar to."
"Back then, they wanted to change my name to Zhang Wuxian, but I refused. It sounded too damn awful."
"As for Wugensheng..."
Upon hearing this name, Su Wuxian's expression became somewhat complicated.
"He's such a troublemaker."
"He has no past, no name, and is even indifferent to human emotions."
"He's like a mirror. You'll see a reflection of who you are."
Su Wuxian took a sip of wine, his voice low and deep:
"Your grandfather saw his 'freedom' and that's why he became sworn brothers with him."
"Zheng Zibu (the one who attained enlightenment through the Tongtianlu) saw his 'madness'."
"Duanmu Ying (the Dual-Handed Enlightened One) saw his 'obsession'."
"The so-called Thirty-Six Thieves were nothing more than a group of pathetic bastards who lost their way in that turbulent era, trying to band together for warmth and search for the so-called 'ultimate' answer."
"Unfortunately..."
Su Wuxian sighed and poured the remaining wine in front of the fire as a memorial:
"They took the wrong path and paid the price."
The flickering firelight illuminated Zhang Chulan's ever-changing face.
He always believed that his grandfather was carrying a huge secret and sin.
But now it seems that Grandpa was just an ordinary person who wanted to pursue freedom but was swept up by the tide of the times.
"Master..."
Zhang Chulan's voice was hoarse:
"What exactly is this so-called treasure, this Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley?"
"Was it worth so many people fighting over? Was it worth Grandpa protecting until his death?"
Su Wuxian looked into Zhang Chulan's eyes, which were yearning for the truth.
He remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking:
There is no gold or silver treasure there.
"There's only some stuff left behind by a bunch of 'losers'..."
"And that madman Wugensheng, the last... riddle he left for this world."
"But since I'm not one of the Thirty-Six Thieves, you'll need to witness the specifics for yourself."
"Chu Lan".
Su Wuxian stood up and patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder:
"You need to be well prepared for this trip into the mountains."
"You might be disappointed, you might even break down."
Because the truth is often...not so beautiful.
"I'm not afraid!"
Zhang Chulan raised his head, his eyes resolute:
"I just want to know what they went through back then! Even if it was shit, I want to taste it!"
"Hahaha! Great!"
Tian Jinzhong laughed loudly:
"That stubbornness of his comes from Huaiyi! Is the meat cooked yet? Hurry up and cut it! I'm starving!"
"Here it comes!"
The somber atmosphere vanished instantly.
Everyone began to share the roasted meat and enjoy it immensely.
Wang Ye was gnawing on a pig's trotter with his mouth full of oil, while Feng Baobao was tearing it apart with her hands, eating with more relish than anyone else.
We were full and satisfied.
The night is deep.
Three elderly people crawled into the tent to rest.
The remaining four people, Zhang Chulan, Wang Ye, Feng Baobao, and Su Duo, took turns keeping watch at night.
The first half of the night was Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye.
Feng Baobao and Su Duo slept in the tent.
The campfire gradually died down, leaving only glowing embers.
The surrounding forest fell into a deathly silence; even the chirping of insects had disappeared.
"Old Wang."
Zhang Chulan sat by the fire and suddenly called out in a low voice.
"Hmm?" Wang Ye was yawning.
"Don't you think...it's too quiet?"
Zhang Chulan narrowed his eyes, and the golden light spell on his body glowed faintly:
"Those foreigners we met at the service area were no pushovers."
"We humiliated them so much during the day, how could they have tolerated it until now?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Ye instantly sobered up.
With a slight movement of his feet, the Qimen Dunjia formation was instantly laid out.
"The character 'Kun' - Listening to the wind's whisper".
A few seconds later.
Wang Ye's expression changed:
"Holy crap... Old Zhang, you're such a jinx."
"People are everywhere... from all sides."
"And these bastards, they didn't walk on the ground, they were all floating in the trees!"
"Sister Bao'er!" Zhang Chulan called out in a low voice.
"I understand."
Feng Baobao emerged from the tent, already holding the shovel, her eyes coldly fixed on a certain direction outside the camp:
"They're here."
"Many people...have those fire-breathing pipes in their hands."
"What should we do? Wake up Master Su and the Old Master?" Wang Ye asked.
"Don't!"
Zhang Chulan stopped him, a mischievous smile playing on his lips:
"The advisors are old and sleep lightly, so don't disturb their rest."
"Besides, we've been eating, drinking, and being protected all this way, it's time we did some work."
"These foreigners are planning a night raid..."
"Then let's play along! If it doesn't work out, we'll call the advisor to cover for us."
at the same time.
Five hundred meters outside the camp.
The blond captain, wearing night vision goggles, looked at the tents and coldly gave the order into his headset:
"Target locking."
"Use silent ammo."
"Kill them all."
"Action!"
With a command given.
Dozens of dark figures slid down from the treetops like ghosts, their gun barrels aimed at the sleeping camp.
A silent massacre is about to begin.
Inside the tent.
Su Wuxian rolled over, a slight smile playing on his lips, and muttered something.
"These little monkeys...they're quite energetic."
Then, he continued to sleep soundly.