Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother (古玉闻香)

Chapter 3: Early August, The Ninth Day

Translator: enxiao
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Early autumn, dusk.

The sky was overcast and the black clouds felt as if they were pressing down on his head. Gazing out from the window, he could dimly see several dark and gloomy mountain peaks in the heavy rain that looked as if they could devour a person whole. Suddenly there was a peal of rolling thunder and a whistling gale arrived!

Wen Jing faced into the wind and reached out to grab the violently shaking window in order to shut it, his hair messily dancing with each gust. His lips moved silently in complete calm: "Early August, the ninth day, dusk. Early August, the ninth day, dusk...."

Lu YunFei coldly stared at him: "Jing'er, what are you talking to yourself about?"

Wen Jing turned around, calmly looked at Lu YunFei, and said a phrase that Lu YunFei had been waiting several years to hear: "Grandpa, I've ascended to Qi Refining level four."

Lu YunFei's eyes faintly brightened, an ecstatic look flashed by and then faded away again. He mustered a pretense of amazed happiness: "Good, good! You've done it! Tomorrow Grandpa will take you to Xun Yan town to play!"

Having said that, however, his brows were still furrowed.

.... ah, what a complicated mood.

Wen Jing could see his hesitation. After all, possession was an action in defiance of the natural order of things, the possibility of failure was very high. Lu YunFei had feared death all his life so why wouldn't he be out of sorts?

He said with an insincere cheerfulness: "Then I'll go ahead and sleep early."

"......yes, that's good. Tomorrow we'll have to get up a bit earlier."

Wen Jing turned around and was just about to return to his own small room when suddenly he felt the sudden rush of a cool breeze from behind. A completely wizened hand wrinkled like a dead tree rested on his shoulder as if human bones had crawled out of a graveyard. The fine hair on Wen Jing's whole body stood straight up.

Lu YunFei spoke kindly with some desolation: "Jing'er, we haven't chatted together in a long time, why don't we have a talk tonight ok."

This tone couldn't be resisted and Wen Jing's body broke out in goosebumps. Without any better option he took a deep breath and sat down saying: "Grandpa, what do you wish to chat about?"

Lu YunFei slowly walked around and lit a small oil lamp, his thin figure casting a long shadow downwards in the dim light.

He seemed to be dwelling on past events, as his aged muddy eyes half closed, slowly he opened his mouth to speak: "Jing'er, Grandpa has raised you for more than ten years now, have I treated you well?"

"Naturally you've been good to me."

"Do you know who Grandpa's father was?"

The shadow on the wall swayed along with the flickering light resembling some sort of monstrous frightening figure.

"Great-grandfather? Who was he?"

"Grandpa's father, was an elder of the famous Gu Jing sect, Lu ZhiShan! Have you heard of it?"

Lu YunFei's wrinkled face instantly became soft, his eyes overflowing with radiance.

Wen Jing went blank.

This kind of important matter, why hadn't it been written about in the book?

In《A Disaster for All Living Things》, Lu YunFei was only cannon fodder. The main story only introduced him using a mere few sentences as someone who had raised his grandchild in order to possess his body. Regarding any back story, there wasn't the least bit of explanation.