This Taoist priest is so unprofessional!

Holy Light?

Paladin?

How could she even think of that!

Zhang Chen was both amused and exasperated by this absurd scene.

He decided that he had to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get to the bottom of things.

"Um, um... Yue."

Zhang Chen interrupted A Yue, who was still studying Wang Xiaoer.

He said helplessly, "Alright, alright, stop researching it, it's a bug. Let's get down to business, what exactly is this Golden Silkworm Gu you mentioned?"

When the topic turned to business, A-Yue reluctantly stopped her "holy light detection" of Wang Xiao-Er.

She glared at Zhang Chen angrily.

"Hmph, if it weren't for his high affinity with Holy Light, I would have used 'Corrosion' to make him talk long ago."

She muttered something under her breath before shifting her gaze away from Wang Xiaoer, her expression gradually darkening.

When the old woman was mentioned, the liveliness and enthusiasm in her eyes faded, replaced by a deep sadness and anxiety.

"The wooden box that my grandmother gave you five years ago didn't contain ordinary Gu worms."

Ah Yue's voice lowered.

"That was the only direct descendant born before the death of our clan's once-in-a-century 'Golden Silkworm Gu King'."

Zhang Chen's heart skipped a beat. Why didn't you say so earlier?

"This kind of Gu worm is extremely special. It does not eat grains or drink ordinary water. It can only grow by absorbing the most unique fortune in the world."

A-Yue looked at Zhang Chen with a complicated expression.

"Back then, Grandma said she saw an extraordinary destiny in you, that you were destined for great fortune. She believed you were connected to this Gu, that it could grow into a new Gu King and lead our clan to prosperity. That's why she reluctantly gave it to you."

Wang Xiaoer, listening from the side, was speechless. Such a precious item? It was just packed in a small wooden box and given away?

This Miao woman has such a big heart.

A-Yue sniffed, her eyes slightly red.

"Grandma hasn't been feeling well lately. She doesn't ask for anything else, her only concern is to see that golden silkworm gu one last time and see what it looks like now."

As she spoke, her voice began to tremble with tears.

"That's why I came all this way! Zhang Chen, give it back to me!"

After hearing this, cold sweat broke out on Zhang Chen's back.

A once-in-a-century event? The Golden Silkworm Gu King? The hope of the entire clan?

Why didn't you tell me these words back then? Telling me now is like asking me to die.

He felt a throbbing sensation in his temples, and an ominous premonition enveloped his entire body.

He desperately searched his mind for that long-forgotten memory.

Five years ago... Miao village... wooden box...

A blurry image gradually became clear.

He remembered receiving an exquisite wooden box when he left the Miao village. At the time, he felt that the Gu worm was malevolent and dared not keep it with him, but it wouldn't be right to just throw it away.

So he simply used a "Three Pure Ones Suppressing Spirit Talisman" from his sect to seal the entire wooden box tightly, ensuring that the contents inside would never escape and that no aura would leak out.

then……

And then what did he do?

Zhang Chen's face grew paler and paler.

He remembered.

He casually left the sealed wooden box in a cave on the back of Longhu Mountain, a place specifically for storing miscellaneous items for the senior members of his sect.

He thought to himself that this place was absolutely safe, and that he would go back and retrieve it when he had time, and then find a way to return it to the owner.

As a result, this forgetting lasted for five years.

Five years!

"broken!"

Zhang Chen slapped his thigh, his voice changing tone.

"I stored it on the mountain!"

His mind went blank for a moment, and he frantically pulled out his phone, his fingers trembling as he prepared to call his sect.

Just then.

A rather corny pop song ringtone suddenly sounded.

"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky, let me keep you with my heart..."

It's Wang Xiaoer's phone.

Wang Xiaoer also became a little nervous due to the atmosphere, and hurriedly pulled his knock-off phone out of his pocket.

An unfamiliar local number was displayed on the screen.

He glanced at Zhang Chen with a puzzled look, pressed the answer button, and also turned on speakerphone.

"Feed? Hello."

An impatient male voice came from the other end of the phone, with the sound of car horns in the background.

"Hey! Is this Wang Xiaoer?"

"Ah, that's me."

"You have a package! Come down and get it! The address says this street, but there's no house number. I'm at the street corner!"

Wang Xiaoer was taken aback.

A delivery? He hasn't bought anything recently.

"Master, are you sure you're not mistaken? I didn't buy anything."

"That's right! The recipient is Wang Xiaoer, and the phone number is the same!"

The deliveryman's tone became even more impatient.

"The shipping address is 'Longhushan, Jiangxi,' and the note says 'live and fresh'! Hurry up, I hear some noise inside. If you don't come and pick it up soon, I won't be responsible if this 'fresh' item dies!"

"Fresh produce?"

"Living creature?"

Wang Xiaoer hadn't reacted yet.

Zhang Chen, who was standing next to him, froze in mid-air with his hand that was about to dial a number.

The light from the phone screen illuminated his face, which was filled with horror and absurdity.

Zhang Chen slowly, extremely slowly, turned his head to look at Wang Xiaoer.

Wang Xiaoer was also holding up his phone, looking at him with a blank expression.

Eyes facing each other.

They both guessed a possibility from each other's eyes.

Is it really that much of a coincidence?

The air was deathly silent.

Only the deliveryman on the phone was still impatiently urging them on.

"Feed? Feed? Say something! Do you want it or not? If not, I'll handle it according to the rules!"

"Yes! Yes! Right away! Coming right away!"

Zhang Chen suddenly snapped out of his daze, snatched Wang Xiaoer's phone, and yelled into the microphone.

At the same time, a forgotten memory struck his brain like lightning.

Just a few days ago, he was chatting with his uncle on QQ about the Zhenlongjing incident.

My uncle, who loves online shopping and surfing and whose thinking is more modern than that of young people, casually mentioned it at the end.

"By the way, Ah Chen, that old wooden box you put in the cave behind the mountain back then, it looks like it's taking up a lot of space. Now that you've opened a firm, I'll have it sent over by courier, with postage paid upon delivery."

At the time, he was preoccupied with the games on his computer and didn't pay any attention to what his uncle said. He simply replied with "okay".

He thought his uncle had sent him some old, broken magical artifacts.

But I never expected...

That's fine, but didn't you send it to me? What's the point of filling in Wang Xiaoer's name and phone number?

After yelling, Zhang Chen hung up the phone.

He looked at Wang Xiaoer and A Yue, who was equally stunned, and the three of them exchanged bewildered glances.

The atmosphere on the streets in the early morning was extremely eerie.

next second.

"Walk!"

Zhang Chen roared, turned around first, and rushed towards the street corner like a madman.

Wang Xiaoer and A Yue also reacted instantly.

The three of them stopped exchanging words, each with only one thought in their minds.

Pick up your package!