C76

Shenzheng of Tibetan Scriptures from 1 to 40

Jing Yuanyang continued: "Wu Can, do you know? When your grandfather gave you this name, he wanted you to reach the pinnacle of our Jing Family, and it meant endless. He didn't mean like your second grandfather, who gave that damn kid a bad name, a free from disease and free from calamity. Your second grandfather's entire life, he lived in this lousy mountain village, guarding this house, and he didn't have much spirit. "

Only now did Jing Mo understand that the young man with the same name as him was not called Jing Wuju, but Jing Wuji.

Jing Mo muttered in his heart: "This name is indeed very imposing, but how can it compare to the name that my grandfather gave to me, which is so good at praising and praying?" Thinking about Grandfather, Jing Mo felt a little sad.

Jing Yuanyang said in a low voice: "This Jingjia Village is something your second grandfather is already dead. Right now, only your grandfather and you are at the root of the Jingjia Village. Hehe, the people inside the Jingjia Village still don't know that Jing Lao'er is long dead. The one who's currently in the Jing Family's Mansion is Boss Jing, and they don't know that Jing Family is here to guard a secret. It was a heaven-shaking treasure trove. Limitless, as long as you follow grandfather's instructions, this treasure will sooner or later be yours. " After pausing for a moment, Jing Yuanyang softly explained: "Grandfather wants you to read those books, to test them out to see if you can read them. If you can, then it would naturally save Grandfather a lot of trouble. Furthermore, those books are our Jing Family from the start. If you could understand them, then Grandpa wouldn't need to coax that damned kid to read for Grandfather. "

Jing Wuji seemed to not be as angry as before, and asked in a low voice: "Grandfather, I understand, you are doing this for my own good, but, I still have some things that I don't quite understand — —"

Jing Yuanyang asked softly: "What is it?"

Jing Wuji said in a low voice, "Why hasn't the kid, who has the same name as me, seen any reaction from these books? Could it be that he's not afraid of the poison book? "

Jing Yuanyang was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "I can't explain the question you asked, I once heard your second grandfather mention that the brat was fished out from the Yellow River, and when he was fished out, he was found in a small white Jade Coffin, and was afraid that your second grandmother would be worried, so I intentionally said that it was from a bamboo basket inside the Yellow River that I found Jing Wuyou. Yet, your second grandfather had hidden that little White Jade Coffin there. "

Jing Mo was dumbstruck, his heart booming, "What? I wasn't fished out of a bamboo basket by my grandfather? It came from the White Jade Coffin? "

Jing Yuanyang and Jing Wuji spoke in hushed tones beneath the First Court and the front yard's wall. Jing Mo was over ten meters apart, if it weren't for the fact that he had recently practiced the Hidden Dragon Arts, it would be difficult to hear them.

Jing Yuanyang continued to speak: "From what your second grandfather said, after picking up that brat, a fortune-teller came to the village a few days later, and your second grandfather just so happened to be holding that kid while bathing in the sun outside. When that fortune-teller saw that brat, his expression immediately changed — —" Speaking to this point, Jing Yuanyang raised his head, looked at the moon in the sky, and then said to Jing Wuji in a low voice: "Wuji, let's go wait in the forest.

Jing Wuji nodded his head: "Ok." Soon after, this old man and this young man ran towards the front yard.

Jing Mo secretly thought: "Where is this Jing Yuanyang going? It looks like there's still time to request for it? "

had heard so many bizarre things from his ears when he was young, so he had to investigate even more.

Jing Mo took a breath of air and activated the Hidden Dragon Skill as he followed Jing Yuanyang from a distance.

Jing Yuanyang brought Jing Wuji and ran out from the front courtyard, and after that, he lightly closed the door, and then slipped away as he brought Jing Wuji along a small path to the side of the Jing Family's Mansion, running towards the Pagoda Tree Forest at the back of the mountain.

Jing Mo quietly opened the gate and slowly followed.

Jing Yuanyang brought Jing Wuji and ran all the way in front of the Pagoda Tree Forest, then stopped. Under the moonlight, he looked around, and then brought Jing Wuji and walked in.

Jing Mo waited for a few minutes, then took a step forward and dashed over like Pagoda Tree Forest. When he raised his foot and saw his own shadow, his heart skipped a beat. He then went around to the other side of the shadow. Upon entering the Pagoda Tree Forest, he slowly walked in the direction in which Jing Yuanyang and Jing Wuji had entered the forest. After walking for about half an hour, Jing Mo felt that he was once again walking toward the direction of the cellar in the forest.

Jing Mo pondered in his heart: "Looks like that Jing Yuanyang is also headed towards that forest's cellar. Why is he going there?" After walking for another 10 or so minutes, Jing Mo suddenly heard an extremely soft voice, and hastily stopped in his tracks. Following the voice, he looked through the sparse moonlight in the forest, only to see Jing Yuanyang and Jing Wuji squatting behind a large locust tree that was over 10 metres away from the cellar of the forest. Turning to the side, he saw that the voices were coming from the two people.

After cultivating the Hidden Dragon Art, Jing Mo's hearing was exceptionally sensitive. Any small sounds that came from tens of metres away, could be heard by Jing Mo as long as he listened carefully.

The conversation between Jing Yuanyang and Jing Wuji was no exception.

Jing Mo then hid behind the locust tree and listened attentively.

Jing Yuanyang said in a low voice: "It's here, Limitless. The blood slave is here. "

Jing Wuji asked curiously: "What blood slave?"

Jing Yuanyang raised his head and looked at the moonlight, then said in a low voice: "Limitless, that blood slave will appear here punctually at 10 o'clock every night. Right now, there's still a little time, I'll tell you about the blood slave, but when it comes to the blood slave, we still have to start from our Jing Family —"

Jing Wuji listened attentively. Behind the locust tree dozens of meters away, Jing Mo was also listening attentively.

Jing Yuanyang said in a low voice: "Our Jing Family has been here for almost a thousand years. According to my great grandfather, the reason our Jing Family was left here was to protect a huge treasure trove. At that time, this place was still not called Jingjia Village. In order to protect that treasure deposit, the ancestors of the Jing Family had settled down here. They built houses and built dozens of rooms in a row. Back then, the ancestors of the Jing Family swore that their children would protect this treasure forever, and would not let anyone else know about it. As for the descendants of the Jing Family, they could only guard it, and absolutely could not be discovered personally.

Jing Yuanyang's voice was low and deep. As he narrated the secret matter that was buried deep in history, his tone of voice seemed to reveal a bit of mystery.

Jing Yuanyang was silent for a moment, then continued: "Back then, when Jing Family's ancestors made this vow, they really did their best, and never broke it. After that, in order to obtain benefits from the Jing Family, those who were in possession of power had built houses near the Jingjia Village s, and thus settled down. Some people had built houses in order to curry favor with the Jing Family s, while others had other purposes. Gradually, the Jingjia Village began to flourish atop the once deserted hill. The more people there were, the more trouble there would be. If there was a good person, there would be a bad person. The bad guys get restless. From what Great Grandfather said, that year was the year of great glory for thirty-one years. That year, Zhu Yuanzhang died, and Emperor Jianwen ascended the throne. His uncle, King Zhu Di, was not convinced.