Heavenly Dao Formula Chapter 515: The day of sailing
Chapter 516 The Day of Sailing
That night, in the Fang family mansion.
"Old lady, Lord Qianyan is here." Outside the study, someone knew.
"The door is unlocked," Fang Jiuzhang replied, "Just come in directly."
The door was pushed open, Qianyan walked into the house, and then raised her eyebrows slightly unexpectedly-she noticed that not only Fang Jiuzhang, but the old lady Fang Yu, the chief disciple Fang Yanni and Fang Xiandao were all inside the house. The four people sat in a circle, seemingly waiting for her to appear.
Thousands of words set their sights on Fang Xiandao.
The latter replied with a look of "he doesn't know anything".
That's it... it is related to Fang's logistics in all likelihood. Recently, the demand for ice transportation has skyrocketed, and many of the living dead have been transferred to other places. Due to her special status, the head of the Fang family has never looked for her, but it seems that this situation will not last forever.
She neither rejects nor loves exchanging qi or spells for rewards. After all, she has to spend part of her time on the dock, so she has less time to do research on her own. She never lacked time before, and it didn't matter if she wasted a little bit, but since Jinxia came, new things have emerged in endlessly, and she feels that the long years have been interesting.
It’s only Qianyan who knows in her heart that the Patriarch of the Fang family has treated her with great courtesy, which is just a kind of inheritance from generation to generation. In the dense forest of Lingshan, she rarely goes out, basically squatting in Fang's house to eat for nothing. Now when she needs her help, even if there is a delay, she has no plans to refuse.
"I don't know what is the meaning of calling me here?" Qianyan sat down at the other end of the circle. Even if they have more money now, Fang's family hasn't changed their previous habit of sitting on the floor. At most, they just add a blanket to the area where they usually stay.
"That's it..." Fang Jiuzhang seemed to hesitate. He didn't answer immediately, but pondered for a while, "Do you know that Xia Fan is about to go to the West Pole?"
"Qianzhi mentioned it before. What's the matter?" Doubts arose in Qianyan's heart. Why did he suddenly mention this? Xiji is a vassal country in her memory, and the titles are more scary than the other. In fact, the family can be counted by one hand.
"..." Fang Jiuzhang fell into silence again.
"Old man." Fang Yu pushed him with his elbow, "Don't be in a daze."
"Old guy!"
Fang Jiuzhang mumbled helplessly until the old lady let out a grunt, "Isn’t I reluctant to say a thousand words. Okay, I said yes." He looked at Qianyan and sighed, "You want to be with them." Are you going to West Pole?"
Fang Xiandao and Fang Yanni were taken aback.
Rao is a Qianyan who is always calm and surprised, but what's the problem? "Why should I go? He didn't send an invitation to Fang's family? Besides, even if he invited, I have no reason to agree."
Unless Xia Fan begs herself very sincerely.
"Old lady, why are you asking this?" Fang Xiandao coughed twice, "Isn't Lord Qianyan the patron saint of our Fang family?"
"Smelly boy, you think I want to." Fang Jiuzhang turned around and fumbled, placing a copper box in the middle of the crowd.
The box seems to be a long time old, the corners and edges are all polished out of light gold, and the rest is covered with gray-green copper spots. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is antique.
"What is this?" Qianyan puzzled.
"Fang family has been passed down from ancient times. The caretaker is the head of the family, but the contents are left to you."
"No..." Fang Xiandao mumbled, "A thousand words are much bigger than you, and she is bigger than most of the heads of the family. But after passing it for so long, the parties didn't know? What kind of inheritance is this?" /
"Could it be that you put the treasure in the box into your own pocket and pawned it secretly, and you were not able to get it out?" Fang Yanni glanced suspiciously at the master.
"What nonsense are you guys talking about!" Fang Jiuzhang blew his beard and stared, "Of course there is a reason! Anyway, a thousand words...you open it first."
Thousands of words reached out and took the copper box, gently opened the lid and it fell.
Obviously it did not strengthen protection because of the spread of the price.
There was a golden coin lying inside.
But soon she noticed the difference in this ancient coin-it was nearly half a palm, and it felt solid in the hand. At the same time, there were circles of complicated glyphs engraved on the side. In the center is a picture of a mountain, and on the back is a sea boat. The most special place is the glyph, which is neither the six languages nor the secret language of the Privy Council. Its strokes are like a knife and axe, but there are some shadows of Western polar characters in the arrangement.
When thinking of Fang Jiuzhang’s questioning again, Qianyan suddenly had an unbelievable thought in his heart, "Is this thing flowing from the west?"
"Not bad, and it is related to your life experience."
"What are you talking about?" The two disciples took a breath, "Aren't Qianyan born in Lingzhou? And the family of the living dead has always existed?"
"Nonsense! I didn't say that she was from the West!" The old lady hugged her hands. "But the living dead should have their own family members before they awaken. Thousands of words don't come out of a crack in the rock." Having said that, he looked at each other, "Do you still remember your biological father and biological mother?"
The answer is no.
She has a complete memory from small to large, which lasts for nearly two hundred years. Although she has forgotten many less important things in the middle, she can be said to be coherent before and after. But she has no impression of being an exclusive person.
"Are they...they are from the West?"
"We don't know this either." Fang Yu replied, "I used the hexagram to deduct it, but the part about you is completely distorted, as if it was interfered by some kind of magic."
"Then why did you hand over this box to Lord Qianyan today?" Fang Yanni asked, "Should we not tell her about her life experience as soon as possible?"
"This is the ancestral training." Fang Jiuzhang sighed, "The ancestors confessed that they must be preserved, but the timing of handing over to Qianyan should be extremely cautious. Don't hand it over when Fang's house is unstable. , And must not be handed over when it is likely to endanger the life of a thousand words. If it is unnecessary or accidental, it can be passed on forever."
"I see. As long as I don’t say it, Qianyan will stay in the Fang family and be the guardian of the Fang family." Fang Xiandao shrugged, "The ancestors thought so well. It’s a pity that she hid for too long. So that the Privy Council after Yong Dynasty forgot about this threat."
"This is the family's way of survival, one more hole card, one more self-protection ability." Fang Jiuzhang also didn't mean to conceal or justify, only Fang Yanni sat on the spot with a shocked look.
"So don't you need this hole card now?"
"Why are you talking so ugly?" The old lady was dissatisfied, "I don't want to keep a thousand words secret. Besides, you and Yan Ni are both beneficiaries. This is the reason why I called you both."
"In fact, he just wanted to find someone to share the guilt." Fang Yu glanced at him, "Qianyan is the most special one of the living dead. It is not clear whether it is the earliest one. Maybe her life experience. It is closely related to the entire branch of the Living Dead, so this thing will spread from it. Now that the Fang family has a firm foothold in Jinxia, the war with the Privy Council has just ended, and it will finally be able to live a good life. It's a coincidence. Qiao Xiafan was going to the West Pole, and the old man and I were wondering if this was the "appropriate" opportunity mentioned in the ancestral precepts. "
With the help of the logistics industry, the Fang family is thriving; and if you travel with Xia Fan, even if the West Pole is far away, there is a reliable back-up. It can be said that both conditions have been met.
"As for whether to go or not, the right to choose is yours." Fang Jiuzhang looked at a thousand words, with a look of reluctance—even though she was older than everyone in the room, she was still in the eyes of the Fang family It's like my own child, and it's the kind that never grows up.
Thousands of words stared at the coin in his hand, without answering for a long time.
……
Five days later, Jinxia City Harbour Wharf.
The sailing warship, renamed "Baisha", is ready to set sail.
A long isolation line was pulled up by the dock to prevent the news of Xia Fan's journey to the West Pole from spreading among the people. As the actual helm of the bureau, his fame is second only to the three princesses, and is often regarded as the spokesperson of Ning Wanjun. Because of this, it is the common view of the General Administration of Affairs not to announce his whereabouts for the time being.
Basically, the people who came to see off were old acquaintances.
Except for the officials of Jinxia City, the Elf High Priest, the Evil Horse Sorceress and the Penglai Brother all appeared at the pier. After Xia Fan took Li and the others one by one, they boarded the Baisha along the high gangway.
"Aren't you going to say hello to Qianzhi?" He walked to the stern tower and saw Qianyan leaning on the corner of the fence, looking at the direction of the pier, "She was asking if I saw you just now. "
"No, lest everyone is sad." Qianyan stroked the hair that was blown away by the sea breeze in his ear, "Anyway, it's not a farewell, why waste your tears on this kind of see-off."
In spite of this, he could feel a slight depression in the tone of Qianyan.
No matter how many differences I have experienced in my life, I still can’t face the next time calmly.
Xia Fan smiled and didn't persuade her again.
He turned to look at Filin Carter, the acting captain of the White Sands—this trip was not only the first visit of the Jinxia Navy, but also the last training for all crew members. When the ship arrived in the Holy Wing Islands, he promised that Ferry could Be free, and the trainee captain Wu Yue will also become the official captain.
"Go now~IndoMTL.com~Yes, sir." Film clenched his fist to his chest, then rang the bell on the stern deck, and the sound of ding ding dong dong kept ringing for a while. "I announce that the White Sands will set sail immediately!"
"The Baisha, set sail now!"
"Set sail now!"
The deputies quickly spread his instructions.
With a muffled buzzing sound, the hull shook--it was the squeezing sound of the keel being pushed by external forces. Without the protection of the golden vines of the elves, this force is enough to cause small deformations in the longitudinal beams of the hull and accumulate until they are completely split.
It still looks like a classic sailing battleship on the outside, but after some remodeling by the AA, its interior has undergone considerable changes.
Under the combined action of the sails and the Tiandong instrument propellers, the huge body of the Baisha slowly left the port and sailed towards the endless sea under everyone's gaze.
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The fifth volume is finished
The fifth volume has come to an end, I will take a day off tomorrow, let me think about the next plot:)
(End of this chapter)