Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The first thing he said was, “When I met Chen Hua, his senior brother had already died.”
“???”
Bi’an opened his eyes wide, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of anger, as if to say, “F**k you, you tricked me into giving into you.”
“But I have heard him talk about a lot of old things, most of which are related to his senior brother.” Ying Qiao sighed, thinking that he was really impatient.
Bi’an’s fist, which was about to move, loosened up temporarily as he listened to Ying Qiao talk about the past when he and Chen Hua first met.
It was actually a complete coincidence that Ying Qiao met Chen Hua. He could no longer remember the exact day, but according to the time calculation, it was somewhere about a thousand years but less than two thousand years ago.
At that time, he had just discovered that the Nine Cauldrons were missing and suspected that it had been stolen. He secretly listed a number of suspects and was going to their homes one by one to look for the cauldron.
On the way to find the tripod, he accidentally passed by a thatched cottage and happened to see Chen Hua confronting his master Yuan Li.
At that time, Chen Hua angrily questioned Yuan Li about the remains in his alchemy room, but Yuan Li dismissed them as nothing, simply saying, “They’re just alchemy ingredients.” Perhaps Chen Hua still had a sense of justice at the time, so he demanded to know how a cultivator could so recklessly kill innocent people and what he had done with the teachings of his master, Chisongzi[1].
Of course, these boring arguments did not stop Ying Qiao. What really stopped him was Chen Hua’s mention of “Chisongzi” during his angry questioning.
Chisongzi, the Rain Master of the Yan Emperor, was defeated by the Yellow Emperor at the Battle of Banquan and retired from the world. His former followers were either recruited by the Yellow Emperor or scattered across the vast wilderness. Chisongzi, the Rain Master, journeyed to the Upper Realm and never set foot in the Lower Realm again.
Because they were both from the upper realm, Ying Qiao naturally knew Chisongzi. When Chiyou[2] and the Yellow Emperor fought at Zhuolu, and the Yellow Emperor was defeated, the Yinglong clan descended to support him.[3] Other clans friendly with the Yinglong clan also sent people to the lower realm to show their support. However, many demon clans who were dissatisfied with the Yellow Emperor or had old grudges against him celebrated, and Chisongzi alone sent several of his disciples to the lower realm.
He felt strange at the time and muttered a few words.
Now, when he heard people mention Chisongzi again, he was curious and hid aside to watch.
Then he watched the battle between master and disciple.
Chen Hua’s cultivation level was not high at that time, so of course he was no match for Yuan Li. Therefore he was captured by Yuan Li in just a few moves. Yuan Li then peeled off his painted skin and prepared to use it to make pills.
Ying Qiao looked for a long time but couldn’t tell whether Yuan Li was Chisongzi’s disciple. Instead, he was attracted by Chen Hua’s exquisitely crafted skin.
As a dragon, it was his innate instinct to like gorgeous and exquisite things.
In the upper realm, the Yinglong clan had dedicated servants who were responsible for regularly grooming the dragons’ scales and feathers. Later, due to various reasons, Ying Qiao was trapped in the lower realm. He could tolerate everything except the lack of anyone to groom his scales and feathers.
When Geng Chen was still alive, the two of them could still help each other.
Later, Geng Chen also disappeared, leaving Ying Qiao as the only lonely dragon. Counting the time, it was found that Ying Qiao had not taken good care of his scales and feathers for at least hundreds or thousands of years.
It made people want to cry when they heard it.
But that day, when he looked at Chen Hua’s exquisite skin, he felt that maybe he could hire a servant to take care of his scales and feathers.
After all, this little painted skin’s craftsmanship looked really good.
So Ying Qiao took action.
After confirming that Chen Hua’s skin was indeed painted by him, he knocked Yuan Li down and arrogantly asked Chen Hua if he was willing to go with him.
Chen Hua escaped death and was so grateful to Ying Qiao who came down from the sky that he did not disagree at all.
So Ying Qiao untied Chen Hua, and after Chen Hua killed Yuan Li with his own hands and set fire to the thatched cottage, he happily took his new servant to find materials for grooming.
Talking about the past, Ying Qiao couldn’t help but sigh that people’s hearts could really change: “Chen Hua was so proactive back then, rushing to do all the work and never mentioning salary.”
Now what?
Even running errands requires a bonus, otherwise people will just sit back and do nothing.
The world is really going downhill.
Bi’an looked at him incredulously: “Are you still feeling aggrieved?”
He was wondering why Chen Hua was so devoted to Dogecoin, and it turned out there was another reason.
He gritted his teeth, thinking, what life-saving favor? It was just Ying Gou’s whim of wanting to take him in as a servant.
But that fool Chen Hua really regarded him as his benefactor and had been working hard and wholeheartedly for him for so many years!
That’s stupid!! The dog is not worth it at all!!
Even so, Ying Gou didn’t even want to pay the salary.
Listen, is this human language?
Bi’an regretted that he didn’t start a recording and send it to Chen Hua so that he could see Ying Gou’s true face!
Maybe he might even change jobs in a fit of anger, which would make it easier for him to poach employees.
Bi’an was now rubbing his hands, eager to give it a try.
But he hadn’t forgotten the most important thing: “You haven’t told me what happened to that senior brother.”
“Senior Brother…” Ying Qiao recalled, “When Chen Hua killed his master, while cleaning the remains, he found a jade pendant his brother often wore. He said his senior brother had gone down the mountain on business for several days and hadn’t returned. So, assuming his senior brother had also met his end at their master’s hand, he buried the jade pendant on the spot and almost built a cenotaph.”
So why didn’t the senior brother die?
Wouldn’t it save him a lot of trouble if he were dead?
Many thoughts flashed through Bi’an’s mind: “Then why is he back now?” He asked maliciously: “Could someone be impersonating him?”
“That’s the point I want to tell you.”
Ying Qiao’s eyes deepened slightly. “His senior brother told Chen Hua that he was trapped in a cave by Yuan Li. After he escaped, he found the thatched cottage destroyed, Yuan Li dead, and Chen Hua missing. Disheartened, he sought out a deep mountain to recuperate and practice. It was not until he reached a bottleneck in his cultivation that he left the mountains to travel. And last night, he met Chen Hua again by chance.”
He was also skeptical about this senior brother who had come back from the dead, but Chen Hua had a deep relationship with his senior brother. In the absence of solid evidence, he could only remind Chen Hua to remain vigilant.
If there was no problem, that would be the best. But if there was a problem…
Ying Qiao looked at Bi’an, his eyes flickering slightly: “Finding out whether Senior Brother is real or fake depends on your ability.”
Yin Xuan was obviously a man of deep scheming. If such a person really had a flaw, he would definitely hide it very well and would not be easily discovered.
But if there was a silly guy like Bi’an to encourage him, maybe it would work wonders.
Thinking of this, Ying Qiao’s eyes suddenly became calmer when he looked at Bi’an.
Sour chicken[4] is not completely useless.
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[1] Yu Shi (traditional Chinese: 雨師; simplified Chinese: 雨师; pinyin: Yǔ Shī; lit. ‘Master of Rain’) is a Chinese spirit or god of rain, also known as or conflated with Red Pine (Chisong, 赤松, or Chisongzi – Master Red Pine), among other names.
[2] Chiyou (蚩尤) is a mythological being that appears in Chinese mythology. He was a tribal leader of the Nine Li tribe (九黎) in ancient China. He is best known as a king who lost against the future Yellow Emperor during the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors era in Chinese mythology.
[3] Yu Shi (together with Feng Bo) is said to have aided Chiyou in his struggle against the Yellow Emperor during the Battle of Zhuolu, but was defeated by the intervention of the drought goddess Ba.
[4] He is calling him a jealous coward.