Chapter 483: It was eighteen years ago, and the charity club was still the same as before (please subscribe)

Chapter 483 It was eighteen years ago, and the charity club remains the same as before (please subscribe)

The time was about the same as Wei Tu expected.

Twenty days after writing the letter, Fu Zhizhou rushed from Ying Ding Department to Ningyue Palace.

A few days later.

Wei Tu, Fu Zhizhou, and Kou Hongying, the only remaining monks of the charity society, met in a private room of a restaurant in Yushanfang City.

Wearing a bamboo hat, Fu Zhizhou looked like an old man in a raincoat. After sitting down for a moment, he looked at Wei Tu and Kou Hongying, his throat trembled slightly, and he took out a book with trembling hands and placed it on the Eight Immortals table.

This thin book is ordinary and yellowish, like an ancient book in the mortal world.

However, on the cover, there are three characters "Jin Lan Pu" written on it.

“Back then, after my eldest brother died, because my second brother’s temperament was unstable, this Jinlanpu was handed over to me by Hongying for safekeeping.”

Fu Zhizhou said slowly.

“Today, you and I are reunited at Yishe. Hongying, you can add your name to this golden orchid tree.”

So, after Kou Liang's death, the Golden Orchid Book that he kept as his eldest brother was handed over to Fu Zhizhou.

"I wonder if I will be like Uncle Fu in another four hundred years. Maybe, not four hundred years, three hundred years will be enough."

He is no longer as heroic as he once was.

Look now, his relationship with Kou Hongying is far better than that between Kou Hongying and Fu Zhizhou.

"Jin Lan Pu?" Wei Tu was slightly surprised when he heard this, but he never expected that the Jin Lan Pu they worshiped more than 400 years ago was actually kept by Fu Zhizhou.

However, after he thought about it for a moment, he understood.

To this day, as the daughter of Kou Liang, she has spent more time with Wei Tu and Fu Zhizhou than her biological father who died young, so she is naturally qualified to add her name to this "Golden Orchid Book".

"Yes, Uncle Fu." After hearing this, Kou Hongying did not refuse. She took the golden orchid book and added her name and the time she joined the society after the line "Fu Zhizhou was eighteen years old...".

What is foreseeable is that when her beauty fades away, Wei Tu will still be the same as she is now, unchanged at all.

There is no other reason.

Although her remaining life of four hundred years is very long, it is not worth mentioning compared to the longevity of Yuanying Ancestor.

Kou Hongying sighed softly.

Fu Zhizhou is the one who has changed the most among the only three people left in their volunteer society.

Looking at Wei Tu, the oldest person today still has the same appearance, and his beauty has not diminished with time.

From being the youngest person back then, he has become...the oldest-looking person among the three of them.

Fu Zhizhou said again.

 Kou Hongying at that time inherited the relationship between Kou Liang and Fu Zhizhou. But there is no such deep friendship between him and Kou Liang.

“Since then, this golden orchid tree has been kept by the third brother.”

What it was like four hundred years ago and what it is still like now.

After finishing writing, Kou Hongying closed the golden orchid book and couldn't help but glance at Fu Zhizhou again.

But in fact, during the period when Kou Hongying first joined the charity society, Fu Zhizhou was the closest person to Kou Hongying except his biological father Kou Liang.

When Fu Zhizhou saw that Kou Hongying had finished writing, he pushed the thin book in front of Wei Tu.

 Wei Tu would not refuse this task. He nodded slightly, put the golden orchid book in his storage bag, and kept it carefully.

Next.

Fu Zhizhou and Kou Hongying were waiting for Wei Tu, the current "boss of the charity society", to speak and elaborate on the old rules or re-enact them.

“The affairs of Yishe shall be in accordance with the old rules.”

Wei Tu’s words are concise and concise, without going into too much detail.

Then, Wei Tu began to describe his practice in the past hundred years and his achievements in order.

In his narration, he inevitably mentioned the world of cultivating immortals in Guixuhai and the matter of "spiritual crystals".

Hearing such strange news, both Fu Zhizhou and Kou Hongying were shaken and could not calm down for a long time.

However, the two of them did not interrupt Wei Tu with words, but calmly waited for Wei Tu to finish speaking.       Half an hour later.

Wei Tucai finally finished talking about his many experiences in the world of cultivating immortals in Guixuhai.

“Returning to the Immortal Realm of Guixuhai, is that where Uncle Wei went with Palace Master Cao and Patriarch Hongjing?”

Kou Hongying was very smart and quickly guessed that the place where Master Hongjing died might be this overseas cultivation world.

"Yes, Master Hongjing died on Qiyan Island in the Immortal Realm of Guixu Sea. However... he was not killed by the enemy, but by Junior Sister Cao and I." Wei Tu looked cold and didn't show any emotion. The real reason for the death of Master Red Mirror was revealed without any hesitation.

The people in front of him, whether they are Kou Hongying or Fu Zhizhou, are all people he can trust. Naturally, he does not need to avoid these two people.

The voice fell.

Fu Zhizhou’s reaction was mediocre.

As the acting master of Jingshui Pavilion, Kou Hongying was a little shocked and didn't know what to say.

After all, killing the Zuba sect is rare even in the demonic world.

And she has been trained by Jingshui Pavilion for so long...

“Uncle Wei must have a reason for doing this!”

Kou Hongying expressed her stance and did not question Wei Tu.

Having been together for hundreds of years, Kou Hongying knew Wei Tu's character well, and he would never do anything like attacking and killing allied monks and then seizing property.

Moreover, even if Wei Tu is willing, it will never be easy to convince Cao Mi for this.

Any monk who has reached the Nascent Soul realm will understand the principle of dying lips and cold teeth.

Hearing Kou Hongying's words, Wei Tu's eyes showed a hint of relief, and then he opened his mouth and explained the reason why he and Cao Mi worked together to kill Master Hongjing.

After learning this, Kou Hongying nodded his head and stopped mentioning the matter again.

In the final analysis, she and Master Red Mirror were just strangers.

Whether the person in the red mirror is dead or not,

Has little to do with her.

She just has feelings for Jingshui Pavilion that are difficult to let go of.

Subsequently.

Kou Hongying and Fu Zhizhou began to ask Wei Tu about some details about the world of cultivating immortals in Guixuhai.

With the intelligence of the two of them, it is not difficult to guess the purpose of Wei Tu bringing up this matter at this moment.

It is nothing more than the intention to share this opportunity with the two of them so that they can grow stronger.

The three of them asked two questions and answered them.

Half a day later, this topic was ended.

“The secret of the overseas cultivation world is a secret that the third brother and Palace Master Cao keep together. Now that the third brother has leaked it to the two of me, as for Palace Master Cao…”

Fu Zhizhou hesitated for a moment and asked.

Although he sensed from Wei Tu's words that the relationship between Wei Tu and Cao Mi might be unusual, such secrets could not be easily leaked because of this.

Wei Tu believed in both of them, but what about Cao Mi?

This is not necessarily the case.

“Junior sister Cao, I’ve already passed my breath.”

Wei Tu shook his head and replied.

"But...she has a condition, or request. And this condition is also something I want to discuss with you two next."

"Conditions?" When Fu Zhizhou heard this, he couldn't help but look at each other with Kou Hongying, with doubts on their faces.

"The condition...is that Junior Sister Cao also wants to join the charity society. Form an alliance with you and me."

Wei Tu said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)