Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1522 - 406: 007, After the New Year (5k)

Upon hearing this, the mustached Old Ghost's eyes, already as big as copper bells, fell out of their sockets on the spot.The Old Ghost hurriedly reached out to catch his eyeballs, shoved them back into his sockets, stepped back two paces, and looked Zhang Quli up and down.

"Surname Zhang, I was sleeping quite well here..."

Zhang Quli, unfazed, with a hint of a smile, spoke slowly and deliberately.

"His Majesty personally ordered it, so it can't possibly be fake.

During the Earth Deity uprising back then, you did help and put in the effort.

So, you were the first one I thought of, to give you some benefit.

As for your worry that His Majesty is just acting on a whim, you're really overthinking it.

His Majesty hails from Jinlan Mountain, and around Jinlan Mountain, there are at least tens of millions of starving ghosts standing guard.

If there's going to be a Ghost School, it's certainly not fake, and significant effort will definitely be invested."

"Wait a minute, what are starving ghosts? Hungry ghosts?" The Old Ghost was a bit shocked, quickly reaching out to stop Zhang Quli.

"..."

Zhang Quli's eyelids twitched slightly, and his smile froze.

He looked at the Old Ghost in shock, unable to help himself from taking a sharp breath.

"You've actually been so honest, sleeping here all this time?"

The Old Ghost felt a little embarrassed, but he was still more concerned about the Ghost School matter.

"I did wake up once before, but as soon as I woke, I saw Jia Shisi going on a killing spree, so I went back to sleep.

Later... later there was quite a commotion outside, with some changes, I did sense it.

But I figured it shouldn't concern me, so I didn't come out to add to the chaos of Dadui."

"Just say it, you're scared stiff."

"What do you know, a gentleman does not stand by a dangerous wall, nor walk a perilous road. Given my status, if I came out to create chaos, I might be used by others to interfere with state affairs."

"You? You're overthinking it."

"Surname Zhang, what do you mean by that?"

"Forget it, you better go find your juniors first, learn about the past two hundred years before we talk. If you're unwilling to come out, it's not like I can't find someone else."

Old Zhang was a bit helpless, too lazy to argue more with the Old Ghost.

But he could understand the Old Ghost. If he hadn't followed Dadui's changes step by step, being involved all along, he might not understand today's Dadui either.

The Yu Clan is still quite a prominent local family, having lived through many upheavals, and now, Old Ghost Yu still has descendants around.

On hearing these words, Old Ghost Yu's thoughts shifted, and he became much more polite.

With a wave of his hand, a tea table and stools appeared in front of him.

"Lord Zhang, please sit down, take a rest, I'll be right back."

The Old Ghost watched Zhang Quli take a seat before transforming into a breeze and leaving the ancestral hall.

Zhang Quli sat on the chair, looking at the empty table in front of him, and suddenly burst into laughter.

He'd been inside for quite a while, without even a place to sit.

His old friend was much better than he was back then.

In the old days when the Old Ghost was alive, he was ugly, had a bad temper, as if he were the only gentleman in the world, the only good person, while everyone else was villainous.

After years of settling posthumously, years of cooling down, some of his sharpness had mellowed.

Except this audacity, that hadn't changed much.

To be honest, Old Zhang still couldn't figure out how a person could be both audacious and cheeky.

The Old Ghost turned into a wisp of smoke, flew out from the ancestral hall, hovered around the city, and didn't dare recklessly enter.

He wandered nearby and soon found the Yu Clan's gathering place, slipped into the house with the best conditions.

He found someone who seemed to hold the highest status, turned into a wisp of smoke, and hovered around the person's head.

The cultivator who was meditating felt his consciousness blur suddenly, opened his eyes, and saw himself sitting in a bright grand hall, facing a mustached elder with round eyes, looking like he was glaring, dressed in a deep purple robe.

"Which generation are you from the Yu Clan?"

"You are...?"

"You don't even recognize me? Never mind, just answer my question quickly."

"Eighty-ninth generation in the family tree..."

"I have some more questions for you, answer honestly."

...

An hour later, the Old Ghost floated back as a light smoke, landing across from Zhang Quli.

The Old Ghost had a hint of a smile, waved his hand, and a sealed wine jar appeared on the table. He then took out two wine bowls, broke the seal, and poured Zhang Quli a bowl of wine.

"This is wine I grew and brewed myself before, now the Fire Qi is gone, it's at its most mellow, come, Lord Zhang, have a taste."

Zhang Quli tasted it, his eyes lit up.

The Old Ghost immediately waved his hand, and a dense pile of wine jars appeared next to him.

"If Lord Zhang likes it, please do me the favor of bringing some back, so His Majesty can have a taste too."

"Old Ghost Yu, don't you find your earlier arrogance and later humility funny yourself?"

"It's human nature, what's so funny about it? Most of those on the court don't deserve my respect anyway."

"If you had even a bit of this audacity back then, you wouldn't have died." Zhang Quli said with some regret.

Old Ghost Yu poured more wine, smiling as he spoke.

"Back in the Earth Deity uprising, Dadui was already critically ill, needing someone to ignite some valor.

If others went to scold that foolish emperor, it'd just be a pointless sacrifice.

Using my blood to ignite this valor was naturally most fitting.

Besides, I long wanted to spit on that foolish emperor, spit thick phlegm on all the courtiers.

What's there to regret, in the end, I didn't die completely, I turned into a ghost.

Now there's even a Ghost School, I have something to do again, isn't it quite nice."