Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 505 is indeed talented.
This realization allowed him to comprehend some of the ancient sage emperors' musical scores, and further refined his skills.

Only after dealing with the minor enemies did Zhuge Wolong turn his attention to the three students.

Just as he was about to say something, a package was thrown over. The old man caught it with a flourish, making a clinking sound, and then his eyebrows furrowed.

Silver?!
Humiliate me?!

Ji Rui had long been impatient with the old man's pretentious act, so he turned around and started babbling on and on with all sorts of little words.

He turned around and started nagging that the other person's father was going to have bad luck, but did the other person even ask him?! He has absolutely no sense of service!
He even looked us up and down, and that kind of big shot reminiscing about the past was disgusting.

However, he was still reasonable, so as was his custom, he took out some money that could improve the other person's life, only to find that the other person was a proud person.

The way he acted when he was soliciting clients in prison was different from how he did before, which meant he had done something wrong.

"Senior, it was my fault."

"Hanqing is just anxious about family matters. Hearing that you are knowledgeable in astronomy and geography, he came here to answer his questions."

Then, looking at the silver in the other person's hand, he reached out and took it out with some emotion.

Old man? ??

You've been humiliating me back and forth?!

The three geniuses, being of the same ilk, naturally understood that Ji Rui's mistake was unintentional, or perhaps he instinctively disliked this kind of forced pretentiousness, so he retorted.

However, business was of utmost importance, so Ning Caichen listened to the anger in the other party's heart and said with a smile that senior should not be angry, as they had all come to sincerely seek guidance.

Zhuge Wolong's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but the imposing aura he had created by turning around and babbling Fu Tianchou had been completely destroyed by Ji Rui throwing money at him.

Ning and the other two exchanged glances, indicating that Ning was going to poke him. Zao nodded, indicating that they should finish quickly.

So, mimicking someone else, I flashed a confident smile to try and intimidate this senior colleague.

"It is truly unjust for someone of your great talent, Senior Zhuge, to be imprisoned here. Our Chongqi Academy can find a way to help you escape this predicament."

"Does this mean we can forgive Ji's previous rudeness?"

Upon hearing this, he heard the fear in the old man's heart, while Zhuge Wolong's expression changed.

Good heavens, are you trying to get me into trouble?!

The governor of Dongyang had a past relationship with him, and living in prison was a form of protection.

Although I was working for that guy, the food and benefits were good; it was just that I lacked some freedom.

It also helps to avoid many storms and the cold arrows of enemies.

If they were to actually be released, they might be thrown into another cold and dilapidated prison, where they might have to eat cockroaches every day – that would be truly miserable.

Enough, enough. At my age, why bother competing with the younger generation?

I'm never quite there yet when it comes to self-cultivation; I'm truly incorrigible.

Let's get rid of these bad boys as soon as possible.

Early on, he gracefully concluded the conversation, offering a way out. "Even if you don't believe them, you should believe in me, the scholar-knight."

"Ahem, I trust the words of those who cultivate the Righteous Qi. If you have any doubts, please ask quickly." The old man then walked down, and his attitude became much better.

There was no more teasing or pranks; the initiative was no longer in their own hands.

In reality, apart from Zhuge Liang, nobody really cared about taking the initiative.

Of course, before that, the classmate said to the Fu sisters, "You two need to go out and cleanse yourselves with the energy of the sun. If your minds are disordered, you will be infected by the plague in the prison."

It wasn't for the sake of secrecy, but because the other person's mental state was really bad.

The Fu sisters have been caught in the crossfire this time, and their weakened state will only do them more harm than good if they stay here.

Once only the Three Wonders and Zhuge Liang remained, Ning Caichen asked first, "Senior, are there two people in the world who are exactly alike?"

Xu Xuan had answered the same question before, saying that there was only one similar flower.

But the relationship between Fu Qingfeng and Nie Xiaoqian was more than just a resemblance, so it was understandable to ask again, hoping for the best. Zhuge Wolong stroked his beard and pondered for a moment before saying, "A woman?"

The scholar nodded.

“Of course.”

Ok?
All three were surprised. This question was crucial for Ning Caichen, so they were also very astonished.

"Illusions aside, that's probably not what you're asking about anyway."

“I once saw a ghost in Taiyuan Prefecture named Painted Skin. He laid human skin on a couch, picked up a colored brush and painted on it; then he threw down the brush, picked up the skin, and as if shaking out a garment, put it on his body, and it transformed into a woman.”

Ning Caichen was disappointed; he knew this ghost, and had even killed him.

Zhuge Wolong understood what the other party meant, so he said, "It is not uncommon for people to have similar faces, heights and builds. According to my observation, in addition to being related by blood, it is also possible for people to have similar appearances after several generations, resembling their ancestors."

"So the two people you see may have the same ancestor from several generations back."

The senior scholar was indeed remarkable; he was adept at observing the patterns in things, no wonder he was able to write such a wide variety of works.

At least some of Ning Caichen's inner conflicts have been resolved.

Next up is Ji Rui, who has been eagerly waiting for this moment.

"Senior, my family's ancestral grave is on fire and I can't put it out. I've come here for help."

Zhuge Wolong's face stiffened. This was a rather obscure question, the first time he had encountered it in all his years of traveling the world.

But he was in a special state today, and he couldn't let the younger generation look down on him. After learning about the color and size of the fire, he actually gave a direction.

"Young friend, do you know who your family has offended?"

Ji Rui naturally recounted his father's rise to wealth as if telling a story.

Anyway, it's about a group of merchants who fell out over unequal profits, and then they were ambushed by the northern barbarians using magic. He told the story with great enthusiasm.

Both Zao Tongxue and Ning Caichen were hearing this for the first time, and their anger surged within them.

My good brother actually has such a complicated background.
But then I thought, was the reason he was so happy all those years ago because he was too useless and didn't meet the standard to activate the curse?

Zhuge Wolong couldn't understand the thought process of young people, yet he was still analyzing things in a serious manner.

"That's not a shamanistic practice. It must be a new sect that came from the far west, something like Zoroaster."

"This sect, which is prevalent in Gaochang, Yanqi, Kangguo, Shule, and Yutian in the Western Regions, worships fire and is skilled in using it, which may be related to this."

"However, your ancestral home is in Jiangnan, so the other party may have used some magic to communicate with the local flames of Kyushu."

"If we dig deeper, we should be able to find the source."

The senior colleague, having lived in Beijing for so long, truly has a level of knowledge that far surpasses that of the younger generation.

They even remembered information about sects that had just approached the Nine Provinces Continent; no wonder so many people came seeking their help.

The problem is that digging deeper into the ancestral graves is a bit difficult.

The last question came from Zao: "Senior, is it really true that all your talent was wasted in prison?"

Zhuge Liang was speechless. Another one came to recruit me.
If I could go out and realize my ambitions by writing books, I would be crazy to be squatting here.

With a disheartened wave of his hand, he said, "You should leave now."

The three of them were not polite and turned to leave. Once outside, they wrote a letter to Master Xu, expressing that they had great talent but were imprisoned.

I believe that we will be able to see the veterans in Qiantang soon.

Afterwards, Sanqi bid farewell to the Fu sisters, whose faces were somewhat pale.

Fu Yuechi, being rather guileless, blurted out, "Where are you going?"

"Hmm, digging in the soil."

(End of this chapter)