Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 240 Disaster
"Does Master Sun understand calamities?"

Lin Jiang had always wanted to ask this question.

The red dots on the map looked a bit off, but the little golden man couldn't write big characters, and Liu Fangyue was busy learning the Dharma, so she hadn't learned much of the little golden man's writing yet.

Now that he has encountered Sun Zhong and heard the word "calamity," Lin Jiang naturally has to ask about it.

Upon hearing this question, Sun Zhong's expression turned serious:
"The so-called calamities are mysterious forms that occasionally appear in this world. Most living beings that enter them will be transformed. Humans will become nightmares, and objects will become claws. They will all lose their minds and reason and become monsters that only know how to slaughter the world."

"Although this calamity does not occur often, each time it does, it disrupts the celestial arts and throws the earth into chaos, suddenly causing the odd numbers in the world to change and ruining the arts of the Eight Trigrams. When a calamity occurs, magic cannot be created, and human forms collapse. Obtaining a calamity often allows one to obtain the power of non-human and non-object disasters, but it is also enough to destroy the human nature of ordinary people."

Sun Zhong explained the calamity to Lin Jiang:

"I didn't name this calamity; your grandfather did. He said that our world is gradually declining, and the once perfect heaven is withering away. This causes calamities to appear in the world. At first, it's just a little bit, but then it becomes more and more numerous until it engulfs the entire world, causing the Taiyan Death Calamity and leading to the fall of humanity."

Lin Jiang thought of the red dots around the world.

Those red dots were piled up in the depths of the ocean, dense and numerous. If each of them was as powerful as the Dark Land he had encountered before, it would indeed be difficult for all the cultivators in the world to wipe them out.

Moreover, Lin Jiang felt that they might not have truly eliminated those red dots.

He didn't check the exact number of all the red dots, but every time he looked at the map, it seemed like there were more red dots than before.

It's very troublesome.

"After obtaining the elixir formula, your grandfather vaguely sensed these things. I originally wanted him to stay in the capital, but he insisted on traveling the world to find and quell the calamities. I couldn't persuade him, so I could only watch him leave."

Lin Jiang was deeply moved after hearing this.

Unexpectedly, my grandfather left the capital because of this.

But at that moment, Lin Jiang suddenly thought of a question:
How high was my grandfather's level of cultivation back then?

"He was twenty-seven years old when he left the capital, and his cultivation level was at the fifth level. After mastering the pill formula, ordinary cultivation level was of little use to him; at that time, even a mid-level cultivator could not kill him head-on unless they launched a sneak attack."

"As for how much his cultivation improved over the years, I have no idea."

Lin Jiang thought for a moment, then asked:
When did my grandparents meet? How many years after he left Beijing?

“I know about this. He sent me his wedding invitation three years after he left the capital and invited me to his wedding banquet. That old rascal is lucky to have married such a good woman as your grandmother.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang began rubbing his head.

The timing is wrong.

According to Wen Xiangyi, her grandfather lived a peaceful life after marriage, but the couple separated after the original owner of the body was born due to a quarrel.

When Lin Jiang was young, his grandfather would occasionally go out, saying he was going to make house calls, but Lin Jiang didn't know what he was actually doing.

Could it be that Grandpa pretended to be an ordinary person to live with Grandma, while secretly quelling disasters in various places?
He is indeed quite busy.

He then thought of the red bead that had fallen from General Zhou's body earlier.

The bead, like the red dot on the map, made Lin Jiang feel uncomfortable.

He paused for a moment, then asked Sun Zhong:
"Grandpa Sun, do you think... anyone might try to cultivate using the power of calamities?"

Sun Zhongzheng was picking at the fish tail with his chopsticks when he heard Lin Jiang's words and stopped in his tracks.

His expression was strange as he looked at Lin Jiang:

"Do people really do that?"

Lin Jiang told Sun Zhong about General Zhou's matter, and Sun Zhong remained silent for a moment.

"Xiaolin, I believe you, but that requires evidence. Do you have any evidence?"

"Yes, but it's not with me now." The red bead was taken away by Liang Huashan at that time.

"Can you find it?"

"can."

"Then go and find it. Tomorrow you will come with me to the palace."

"Ok?"

“I’ll take you to see the Imperial Advisor.” Sun Zhong put down his chopsticks: “Someone has crossed the line.”

……

When Lin Jiang and Sun Zhong finished their meal, King Qi returned.

He placed the remaining plates on the table and glanced at the two of them:
"Are you done talking?"

"The chat is over."

Lin Jiang clasped his hands together and bowed to King Qi.

"I am truly grateful to King Qi this time."

"Alright, alright, it's a bit strange that you, this extraordinary person, are suddenly thanking me."

King Qi waved his hand and placed it on the window again:
“Those people are still on my ship. I can wait for you for two more days. After two days, I will throw them overboard.”

Two days is enough.

"Then hurry up, I don't want to travel with a bunch of refugees."

King Qi jumped directly from the high platform. The sound of rushing water came from outside the window. Lin Jiang walked to the window and looked down.

King Qi was seen riding a small boat, humming a melancholy tune, slowly drifting away with the current:

"The kite flies and flies, over the old city tower, the golden tiles reflect the sunlight, and the warm breeze brushes against my sleeves. The candy is sweet and sticky, sticking to my little finger. My little sister chases after it, laughing, and her laughter lingers in the air."

This is a nursery rhyme, without any profound meaning, but he sings it cheerfully, while the melody sounds somewhat melancholic.

The pedestrians on the street seemed to hear the song as well. They looked around in confusion but could not see the King of Qi sailing away. They could only shed tears for no reason, as if they were thinking of their deceased relatives.

Seeing that the King of Qi had left, Lin Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at Sun Zhong.

He suddenly thought of something and asked:

"By the way, you said before that Lanke Kingdom was a bandit kingdom in the Western Regions. Is that true or false?" "Yes and no."

Sun Zhongdao said: "Fifty or sixty years ago, Lanko was indeed a notorious thieving country, having annexed most of the surrounding countries. But the old king of Lanko was cruel, causing the people to suffer. Later, a hero emerged from Lanko, who led the people to storm the palace and kill the old king."

"He became the new king, but Lanco's reputation has not improved. Now only the General's Mansion does business with them."

Lin Jiang roughly understood the cause of the incident.

"At the time, Zhou Canshen only said that I brought people from Lanke to the capital. What exactly happened?"

"Talking as we walk."

As Lin Jiang spoke, he reached out and hoisted Sun Zhong onto his shoulder.

Sun Zhong: "? Xiao Lin? What are you doing?"

"I'll take you back to the capital."

"My injuries have healed, why bother returning to the capital like this?"

"The main thing is to be fast. I have an appointment in the capital and I'm going to be late. I can't make it on horseback."

"Put me down first? I'll ride back myself?"

"Too dangerous." Lin Jiang shook his head: "Before we entered the capital, I was worried that they might still harm you."

"Sigh, they wouldn't do such a thing, put me down..."

Unfortunately, Lin Jiang didn't stop at all. The clouds and mist rose again beneath his feet, and he floated away.

……

A moment later, Lin Jiang brought Sun Zhong back to the capital.

At the city gate, the guards who had failed to stop Lin Jiang last time saw the handsome young man carrying someone and immediately stopped him with righteous indignation. Just as they were about to question him, Sun Zhong, who had climbed down from Lin Jiang, took out the Ministry of Justice token.

Upon seeing the token, the guards' expressions changed drastically. They dared not speak and obediently made way.

After entering the city, Sun Zhong rubbed his shoulders:

"It's a good thing I exercise regularly, otherwise I wouldn't be able to withstand your antics."

"hey-hey."

Seeing Lin Jiang grinning foolishly, Sun Zhong said helplessly, "You're just like your grandfather."

"What does Grandpa Sun think of Lan Ke's matter?" Lin Jiang suddenly asked.

Sun Zhong's expression turned serious:
"Helping Lan Ke is not easy. There are Grand Secretaries behind this matter, and they are good at distorting the truth. If you bring Lan Ke people to the capital, the merchants will be unhappy."

On the way, Lin Jiang had already explained the situation of Lan Ke's destruction, and Sun Zhong truthfully expressed his thoughts.

Lin Jiang frowned slightly.

He was unable to move around freely in the capital, and he couldn't possibly beat up all the merchants just for Lan Ke's sake.

If it's a war of words...

He does have some ideas, but it will take time; it won't be possible in less than a year or two.

"When I see the Imperial Preceptor tomorrow, I will tell him that it should be possible."

"Is Master Sun very familiar with the Imperial Advisor?" Lin Jiang couldn't help but ask.

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhong smiled wryly:
"The Imperial Advisor is like a mentor to both your grandfather and me."

Lin Jiang: "Huh?"

He sorted out his thoughts, and his expression suddenly became very strange:
"Grandpa and Grandpa studied under the Imperial Advisor."

"Correct."

"Then why would this group dare to target the two of you?"

Lin Jiang really couldn't figure it out.

How brave are they?

The Nine Heavens!

They even dared to lay hands on me.

“The Imperial Preceptor hasn’t been involved in affairs for a long time, and besides… a teacher is not a master.” Sun Zhong sighed, “Back then, many talented young people were gathered in the capital to listen to the Imperial Preceptor’s teachings. Although the Imperial Preceptor could remember the names of each disciple, his own cultivation method was said to be in accordance with the Way of Heaven, so he would not interfere with the things that his disciples should be experiencing.”

"No wonder."

"Alright, I need to go back to the manor now. I'll come find you tomorrow morning."

Sun Zhong bid farewell to Lin Jiang, and Lin Jiang also bowed in farewell.

Then, Lin Jiang hurriedly went to the courtyard, guessing that Cook Song was guarding him with a pot.

Sun Zhong also walked slowly towards his home.

It didn't take long for him to return to the Sun residence.

Before he even stepped inside, he saw a familiar face standing at the door.

Zhou Shenshen was looking at him with a smile.

"Old Sun, you're back? How was the fish?"

Sun Zhong stared at Zhou Canshen and smiled.
"It's delicious, let's go eat together next time, Xiao Zhou."

Zhou Canshen's smile froze.

Sun Zhong hummed a little tune, ignoring Zhou Canshen, and entered the courtyard.

Only Zhou Canshen remained behind him, staring at his back without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)