After the immortal disappeared

"In the seventy years since the cicada became a spirit, it will eat whatever it catches, whether it is vegetation, living humans, pigs or dogs. On the way I retreated, I met Rongshan disciples and fought side by side with them. Seeing that I was brave and had nowhere to go, they invited me I stayed. After those days of fierce fighting, my memory finally recovered, and I just, I came back!"

He Chunhua read it again: "Invite you, will you stay?"

He Yue was also curious: "They accepted you?"

"So be it."

"Brother, you are a blessing in disguise!" Although He Yue felt something was wrong, he was still happy for him now, "In the past, Mr. Mo Zhe and I suggested that you should become a master of Chuanyunge. However, the major sect of Ronshan Sect, Bi Chuan Yunge is several times stronger, this is a good opportunity!"

After not seeing each other for several months, this kid joined the Rongshan Sect. He Chunhua's eyes were full of inquiry: "Which famous teacher do you worship under?"

He Lingchuan grinned: "Headmaster Xue said that I have a destiny with him."

He said this so vaguely that when others heard it, they thought he was worshiping Master Xue as his teacher. However, the word "fate" in He Lingchuan only refers to like-minded people.

Headmaster Xue was willing to sell him such a big favor, of course not because of a casual relationship, nor just because he solved the seventy-year cicada disaster.

The three people present couldn't believe their ears. Madam Ying's beautiful eyes suddenly widened: "Headmaster...the headmaster of this sect will personally accept you as a disciple?"

He Lingchuan laughed loudly, patted the table and said, "I knew this would be my reaction. It was worth traveling all day and night to come back!"

Mrs. Ying was furious and tugged on his ears: "You bastard, you haven't seen me in a few months, how dare you entertain my mother!"

He Lingchuan ouched twice, and said smugly to He Yue: "Do you want to join the Rongshan Sect as well? I can introduce you to it. After a hundred years of Master Xue, this sect may be ours!"

He Yue couldn't even laugh or cry. It was obvious that his brother was talking nonsense, but he didn't know why he was still a little moved: "This..."

Mrs. Ying sighed and said, "Why is your Taoism inherited like this?"

He Lingchuan took a few slices of soy sauce beef and said disapprovingly: "What's the difference between Taoist inheritance and family and country?"

If you look closely at this statement, there is indeed some truth to it.

He Chunhua became more and more suspicious, so he simply asked: "Did you come back with the envoy from Rongshan?"

"I'm not coming back with the envoy from Rongshan." He Lingchuan put down his chopsticks, slowly took out a token from his arms, shook it at the three of them, and smiled brighter.

"I am the messenger of Rongshan!"

After that, he put the token on the table.

The dining room suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.

The only sound was the sound of He Lingchuan eating hot and sour soup noodles, which was particularly abrupt.

"What are you doing?" Mrs. Ying's voice became softer, "Say it again."

He Chunhua grabbed the token on the table and looked at it carefully several times, lest he misread a word.

He Lingchuan wiped his mouth with a towel and said every word very clearly: "I said, Rongshan sent me back to discuss the loan matter!"

He Yue composed himself: "Then you met with Lord Dian Ke Ling Wang this afternoon...?"

"Yes, it's me." He Lingchuan smiled happily, "He didn't even know who I was, and he even tried to get in touch with me, saying that there was also a high-ranking official named He in this dynasty. We might have been the same family two or three hundred years ago."

"Nonsense!" He Chunhua shouted, "How can you entertain Mr. Wang like this!"

"Nonsense?" He Lingchuan's smile did not change. When he dragged Cen Boqing into the water, no one scolded him for his nonsense; when he put Imperial Master Qingyang into the Heavenly Palace Prison, no one scolded him for his nonsense.

When he caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace and blew up the Star Building, no one scolded him for his nonsense.

He said lazily: "I used official terms, and I didn't say anything outrageous. Dad, you are going too far."

He Chunhua stared at him: "Today afternoon, you will come with me to apologize!"

He Lingchuan pointed to the token in He Chunhua's hand: "Dad, do you want Rongshan's special envoy to apologize to Dian Ke Ling? For what reason?"

"you……"

He Yue immediately reminded: "Father, please calm down. With this important status, the eldest brother has to take care of official business first. A loan of seven million taels is a big deal!"

It was strange that my father was usually so calm and wise, but he remained unmoved despite the turbulent and undercurrents in the court. Why did my father lose his temper as soon as the eldest brother came back?

He could only attribute it to the fact that his brother suddenly came back and his father was so happy that he lost control of his emotions.

He Chunhua squeezed the special envoy token tightly, his fingertips turned white, and he looked really excited.

He Lingchuan thought, why on earth was he excited?

He Chunhua's thoughts kept turning, and he tried to calm down his emotions before slowly letting go of his hand and returning the token to He Lingchuan: "I was wrong, I was wrong. Don't blame me Chuan'er. In the eyes of parents in the world, children will always be baby."

He Lingchuan took the token and put it away as if he didn't care: "I'm thick-skinned. What's the big deal if I get scolded by my father? It used to be commonplace. Come on, let's drink and drink!"

Is he the only one who can feel that He Chunhua's mentality and emotions are very complicated at this moment?

He grabbed the wine bottle and filled it for He Chunhua, his wife and himself. After hesitating, he poured it for He Yue as well.

This kid is also fifteen years old and should be old enough to drink.

Sure enough, Mrs. Ying glanced at him and said nothing.

He Chunhua is indeed a master of emotional control. He adjusted his mood in just a few breaths. Seeing that he looked pleasant again, he said, "Chuan'er, tell me about your official duties as the special envoy of Rongshan."

"Oh, this matter is actually very simple. I made great contributions in the action of eliminating the cicada disaster. Master Xue asked me what reward I wanted. I said that the motherland was in trouble, and it was better to use money - cough, Master Xue three times I actually felt a little sorry for rejecting Dayuan's loan, so I just went down the slope and agreed."

Mr. and Mrs. He looked at each other, feeling ridiculous.

The Yuan Kingdom sent envoys three times and couldn't borrow the money, so this guy borrowed it based on his own merit and face?

Is Rongshan Sect such a childish place? It's so unreasonable.

Mrs. Ying spat: "How much credit have you made that can cover the loan of seven million?"

"The seventy-year cicada disaster has left the Rongshan Sect in a state of disarray. If it is not dealt with properly before spring, life will be ruined and there will be no peace in the future." He Lingchuan spread his hands, "So, your son's contribution is greater than the sky."

Mrs. Ying still didn’t believe it: “How on earth did you do it?”

"I found a way to trap and kill the seventy-year-old strange cicada, and it will work every time. Hey, I will elaborate on this later when I have time." Old God He Lingchuan said, "If you don't believe it, hey, there are more than a dozen Rongshan disciples outside to protect me back home. You can ask them."

These Rongshan disciples are all his subordinates now. They have already prepared their confessions on the road and memorized them by heart. If you ask one of them casually, you will not get the wrong answer even if you are drunk.