Mushroom Man

Chapter 79: Old Stories, the Custom of Zhaodi (Alliance Leader Adds More)

Inside Chunxiang Tower.

"Brother Yan, you're here just in time."

Wu Liang smiled and waved to Yan Wuxin to take a seat.

"Try the tea that Mama Jia brewed. Her craftsmanship is truly unparalleled."

Yan Wuxin, holding a folding fan, walked calmly into Chunxiang Tower.

His eyes swept across the building and finally stopped on Mother Jia.

She was seen on all fours, willingly serving as a human stool.

Such an indecent posture is really unbearable to watch.

Even the knowledgeable Yan Wuxin couldn't bear to watch it.

"Master Sekong, when I first came in, I saw you using a human as a stool. It was really fancy and eye-opening."

Yan Wuxin smiled slightly, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

Wu Liang sat on Mother Jia and gently patted her buttocks, causing a wave of flesh.

He smiled and said, "Brother Yan, you are surprised by what you have seen so far, aren't you?"

"It's called a 'beauty bench', and many wealthy families have it."

"If you like it, why not try it?"

Yan Wuxin shook his head and said no more.

He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and the fragrance of tea filled the air.

"By the way, Brother Yan, is there any news about the person I asked you to find?"

Wu Liang seemed to suddenly remember something important and asked hurriedly.

Upon hearing this, Yan Wuxin put down his teacup with an apologetic look on his face.

"To be honest, there is no such person in our Yan family."

"The girl that Master Sekong met must be a foreigner. She just happened to have the same last name as Yan."

Aren’t you a member of the Yan family?
It seems that he was overthinking...

When Wu Liang heard this, he felt disappointed for a moment.

But at this moment, a casual remark from Yan Wuxin instantly drew his attention back.

"Master Sekong, you don't know how coincidental this is."

"In our Yan family tree, there is also a Yan Zhaodi."

"It's just that Yan Zhaodi, whose name is written on the first page of the family tree, is from the same generation as our Yan family's ancestor."

Yan Wuxin smiled and said, "It's at least eight generations ago."

"Our ancestor died young. It is said that not long after our Yan family moved to Zhaodi Town, he was dedicated to the Cimu River."

"If it weren't for Master Sekong, I really wouldn't have known that there was an ancestor named Yan Zhaodi."

"I was so scared at the time. I thought Master Sekong had seen a ghost and met our ancestor, hahahaha..."

The speaker is unintentional and the listener is interested.

Wu Liang's heart moved, but he remained expressionless.

"Oh?"

"How could such a coincidence happen?"

"Brother Yan just said that your ancestor was dedicated to the Mother River?"

"We don't have this custom in Zhaodi Town. What's going on?"

Yan Wuxin had no doubts about his identity. He took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and then said, "Master Sekong, there's something you don't know..."

It turns out that a long time ago, there was indeed such a custom in Zhaodi Town.

It is said that at that time, because of the human wonder of the Mother River, people in the town had difficulty in giving birth, resulting in a sparse population.

People are infertile, and even if they get pregnant by chance, the children they give birth to are mostly little girls.

In this situation, a rumor suddenly spread out of nowhere.

It was said that sacrificing a virgin to the Cimu River every year would bring prosperity to descendants. Blindly believing this rumor, people would select a virgin from each household every year, renamed her Zhaodi, and offer her to the Cimu River.

Over time, it became a custom.

At that time, the Yan family had just moved to Zhaodi Town.

Even though the ancestor of the Yan family knew that this custom was wrong, he had to go with the flow in order to gain a foothold here.

He happened to have a newborn daughter, so he named her Yan Zhaodi.

Yan Zhaodi was born intelligent. Although her Dantian was only of Grade C, she was quite good at practicing Taoism.

It’s a pity that he was born at the wrong time, and happened to arrive when the Yan family was at its weakest.

The ancestor of the Yan family had no choice but to offer it to the Mother River.

As a result, Yan Zhaodi died young at the age of only ten, and was buried at the bottom of the river...

"I never thought that there would be such an old story in our Zhaodi Town."

After listening to Yan Wuxin's story, Wu Liang couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, he was certain in his heart...

The evil beast in the Wuxiang inheritance is Yan Zhaodi, who has become a virgin!

Whether it was age or talent in cultivation, they were all matched one by one.

When there are too many coincidences, they are no longer coincidences.

But the only thing that surprised him was that Yan Zhaodi was actually the ancestor of the Yan family.

It seems that there is another hidden story behind the sacrifice of the virgin and the Mother River praying for a child.

Otherwise, how could a healthy person inexplicably turn into a beast after death?

There must be something else that he doesn't know.

I just don't know if this matter has anything to do with Wuxiang's will...

"Brother Yan, thank you for telling me. I am really fascinated by your story."

Wu Liang put away his thoughts and said with a smile: "However, I'm afraid you didn't come here just to tell stories?"

Yan Wuxin smiled slightly and took out two mushroom prescriptions from his arms.

"This is the result that our Yan family's Taoist mushroom master has deduced recently. Perhaps it can help Master Sekong complete the first level of the test."

Wu Liang took the mushroom prescription and raised his eyebrows.

"Brother Yan, this is the blood and sweat of your Yan family, why are you giving it to me?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll take your lead?"

Yan Wuxin gently waved his folding fan, shook his head and smiled, "Master Sekong, does it really matter who wins the first prize?"

"No matter which of the three families wins the first prize, isn't the final say in the Wuxiang inheritance still held by Master Sekong?"

When he said this, his voice paused.

"As the saying goes, a man who knows the times is a hero."

"Our Yan family has already made up its mind. We will do our utmost to help the Temple of Childbirth this time."

"We will never touch anything that doesn't belong to us."

"Our Yan family only hopes that Master Sekong can say a few good words to the abbot, so that we can have a share of the profits..."

When Yan Wuxin said this, even Wu Liang couldn't help but look at him sideways.

What a man who breaks his promise!

Isn't this a bit too sensible?
If we say that what the Yan family did before was to unite the three families and cooperate with the Songzi Temple, they wanted to have their seat at the table for dinner.

So what the Yan family is doing now is that they are jumping off the dining table and want to kneel down and lick the Temple of Childbirth like a dog to pick up some bones to eat.

Could it be that the Yan family really intends to give up the Wuxiang inheritance and completely surrender to the Songzi Temple?
Wu Liang narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

He suppressed his thoughts for the moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, I appreciate Brother Yan's ability to understand current affairs."

"I promise you on behalf of the abbot, as long as the Yan family helps me wholeheartedly, we at Songzi Temple will never treat you unfairly in the future."

(End of this chapter)