Marry first and try love: After a flash marriage, the boss becomes wild and promiscuous

Chapter 1965 Martial Arts Elements

Cai Bao's eyes lit up as he listened, and he bombarded Zheng Shou with questions, which Zheng Shou found difficult to keep up with.

It seems I need to find those old guys from before. They have ancient books on formations. However, so many years have passed, and I don't know if they're alive or dead. Anyway, as long as my little darling wants to learn, I'll find a way to get them for her.

Zheng Shou, carrying the treasure, strode smoothly to the Longevity Forest.

Not only are the trees excellent, but the hot spring is also quite good, which should complement the effects of the longevity fruit.

"Sweetie, Grandpa will look around the hot spring and orchard first. You can play by yourself for a while."

Okay.

"Remember not to wander off."

"Don't worry, Grandpa."

Hmm, this kid is a bit worrying. Luckily, they brought Little White today; it will definitely warn us if there's any danger, so we don't need to worry too much.

Zheng Shou scooped up a cup of hot spring water and sniffed it carefully, while Cai Bao led Xiao Bai to wander around.

Half an hour later——

"Grandpa!! Come quick, I've found treasure!!"

Zheng Shou, his face flushed, quickly followed the sound.

Deep within the Longevity Forest, there was surprisingly an abandoned wooden house.

Treasure is exploring the house.

The interior was simple, with only a table. Despite the years, the wood hadn't deteriorated; it was just covered in a thick layer of dust, like a piece of history sealed away.

There was a zither on the table, with a piece of paper underneath it.

The pages had long since yellowed, but the handwriting was still clear, simply recounting the person's life.

He was a man from a prominent family in the early Ming Dynasty. He admired the style of scholars and disliked the intrigues of officialdom, so he chose to live in seclusion in the mountains.

He enjoyed drinking and reciting poetry, playing the zither and practicing swordsmanship, admiring flowers and the moon, and also liked to study formations.

In the end, he wrote: If anyone in the future discovers this place and wishes to become my disciple and collect my bones, I am willing to impart all the knowledge I have acquired in my life.

Zheng Shou read the contents of the paper to Cai Bao.

Caibao's eyes darted around, and he asked, "Can I collect his bones but not have him become my disciple?"

She's a very principled person; she only accepts apprentices, not formally becomes their master.

Zheng Shou shook his head: "You'll have to ask him that, I don't know."

But where is this person?

Zheng Shou searched inside and outside the house, but could not find his body.

Could it have been dragged away and eaten by wild beasts? Probably not, there are arrays everywhere here, people can't get in, and wild beasts can't get in either.

strangeness.

Caibao examined the table, then stomped on it three times in one spot. With a muffled thud, the table moved aside, revealing a hole.

Zheng Shou was shocked and snatched the child away, stepping aside.

Little White ran after it very fast.

Caibao, being bold, peeked out and saw that the cave was quiet and peaceful, with nothing strange emerging from it.

She patted Zheng Shou's arm: "Grandpa, it seems you're alright."

"You stand here obediently, Grandpa will go down and take a look."

Zheng Shou had just jumped into the cave when he saw Cai Bao follow him down.

He said helplessly, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me upstairs?"

Caibao smiled and said, "I feel that old man is a good person."

"Grandpa"? He lived in the early Ming Dynasty, several hundred years ago. He was practically an ancestor.

I don't know how this child was born, so bold.

Zheng Shou had no choice but to take her inside.

Actually, there's nothing much down there, just a stone chamber.

A skeleton sat there quietly; clearly, this was the owner of the wooden house, Xu Ji.

Caibao showed no fear whatsoever. He walked over and examined Caibao for a while, then sighed deeply, "Grandpa, you said he's doing just fine down here, so why does someone need to come and take him away?"

Zheng Shou patted her head and told her, "We Chinese people value the important matter of what happens after death; we believe that being buried is the best way to ensure peace."

"Oh, then why didn't he dig a hole first and lie down in it? Instead, he came here to wait to die. And then he had to wait for someone to come and bury him."

"Perhaps, this is more respectable and has a martial arts feel to it."

Those who chose to live in seclusion in ancient times often harbored dreams of becoming famous scholars, knights-errant, or both.

To lie down in the ground beforehand and suffocate to death is a way of dying that is neither chivalrous nor worthy of a scholar.

Years later, it was discovered in a mysterious room; putting everything else aside, the mystery alone is enough to make it so captivating.

To some extent, Xu Ji was a bit... immature.

If he weren't so immature, would he have given up being a proper scion of a noble family to live in seclusion in the deep mountains?

It sounds like a leisurely life of picking chrysanthemums by the eastern fence and gazing at the southern mountains, but the truth is, in summer, mosquitoes can carry you away, and in winter, they can freeze you to death.

Even if he's a capable person, there's always work to be done in a day...

Living deep in the mountains, you have to fend for yourself, even if you have money, there's nowhere to spend it, you have to be completely self-sufficient.

Abbreviation: Enduring hardship even when there is none.

Zheng Shou couldn't understand it.

But Caibao seemed to understand. She ran to the skeleton without any fear and started chatting with him: "Grandpa, don't worry, I'll find you an auspicious burial site so you can rest in peace. My grandpa is a master of feng shui, I guarantee you'll like it."

For some inexplicable reason, the skeleton moved slightly.

Caibao looked and saw that the hand bone was pointing to a certain spot.

She followed that direction, knocking and touching, until she found a mechanism. She twisted it, and a stone wall moved aside, revealing several wooden boxes inside.

The walls were covered with swords.

The box was opened, revealing ancient books: formations, sword manuals, medicine books, and... a collection of poisons.

"This...this..." Zheng Shou's hands trembled. "Well, there's no need to look for those old fogies anymore. The formations inside are many times better than the ones they treasure like precious gems."

"Quick, sweetie, let's move these back."

“No, that won’t do.” Caibao said seriously to Grandpa, “I promised Grandpa that I would find a good place to bury him before I can take his things.”

Zheng Shou: ...

I feel ashamed.

Sometimes, he really is not as good as a three-year-old child.

"Okay, Grandpa will help you."

Zheng Shou brought out the treasure and explored the dense forest for three whole days before finally finding a treasure land with good feng shui and beautiful scenery.

They summoned Fang Shiyou and others to do the hard work, dug the grave, and brought over a fine nanmu coffin before finally placing Xu Ji's remains inside so that he could be laid to rest.

Caibao lit incense and burned paper money for him.

He kept chanting as he burned it.

"Grandpa, although I didn't become your apprentice, I found you a great place where you can sleep peacefully. It's a beautiful place with mountains and water; I'm sure you'll love it."

Zheng Shou stroked his beard, looking at the treasure with a tender look in his eyes.

His precious child is a very kind and good kid, that's wonderful.

The next second—

"Now that I've done your favor, your things are mine. By the way, they must be quite valuable, right? If they aren't, I'll burn some fake money for you, so you'll be disappointed too."

Zheng Shou: ...