Chapter 516 The Day of Departure

That night, in the Fang family mansion.

"Old man, Lord Qianyan is here." Someone outside the study informed.

"The door is not locked," Fang Jiuzhang replied, "Just come in."

The door was pushed open, Qianyan walked into the room, and then raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise - she noticed that not only Fang Jiuzhang, but also Old Lady Fang Yu, Chief Disciple Fang Yanni and Fang Xiandao were in the room. The four of them sat in a circle, as if they were waiting for her to appear.

Qianyan cast her eyes on Fang Xiandao.

The latter responded with a look that said "he doesn't know anything."

That's it... It's probably related to Fang's logistics. Recently, the demand for ice ship transportation has skyrocketed, and many living dead have been transferred to other places. Because of her special status, the head of the Fang family has never looked for her, but it seems that this situation will not continue.

As for using Qi or magic to exchange for rewards, she neither rejects nor likes it. After all, she has to spend part of her time at the dock, and she has less time to do research. In the past, she never lacked time, and it didn't matter if she wasted a little, but since she came to Jinxia, ​​new things have emerged one after another, and she feels that the long years have become meaningful.

But Qianyan knew in her heart that the courtesy of the successive heads of the Fang family to her was just a kind of inheritance from generation to generation. In the dense forest of Lingshan, she rarely went out, which was basically equivalent to squatting in the Fang family and eating and drinking for free. Now that she needs help, even if there will be some delays, she has no intention of refusing.

"I don't know why you called me here?" Qianyan sat down at the other end of the circle. Even though there is more money on hand now, the Fang family has not changed the habit of sitting on the floor before. At most, they just added a blanket in the area where they usually stay.

"Is it like this..." Fang Jiuzhang seemed a little hesitant. He did not answer immediately, but pondered for a while, "Do you know that Xia Fan is going to Xiji soon?"

"I heard Qianzhi mention it. What's wrong?" Qianyan was puzzled. Why did he suddenly talk about this? In her memory, Xiji was a vassal state, with more terrifying titles than each other, but in fact, the family assets could be counted on one hand.

"..." Fang Jiuzhang fell into silence again.

"Old man." Fang Yu nudged him with his elbow, "Don't be in a daze."

"Old man!"

Until the old lady snorted in dissatisfaction, Fang Jiuzhang grumbled helplessly, "I'm just reluctant to leave Qianyan. Okay, I'll say it." He looked at Qianyan and sighed, "Do you want to go to Xiji with them?"

Fang Xiandao and Fang Yanni were both stunned.

Even Qianyan, who had always been calm, showed surprise. What was the question? "Why should I go? He didn't invite the Fang family, right? Besides, even if he invited, I have no reason to agree."

Unless Xia Fan begged him sincerely.

"Old man, why are you asking this?" Fang Xiandao coughed twice, "Isn't Lord Qianyan the patron saint of our Fang family?"

"Stinky boy, do you think I want to." Fang Jiuzhang turned around and fumbled, and placed a copper box in the middle of the crowd.

The box looked quite old. The edges and corners were all worn out with a light golden color, and the rest of the place was covered with gray-green copper spots. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was an antique.

"What is this?" Qianyan asked puzzledly.

"It is something that has been passed down in the Fang family since ancient times. The caretakers are the heads of the family, but the things inside are left to you."

"No way..." Fang Xiandao muttered, "Qianyan is much older than you, and she is also older than most heads of the family. As a result, it has been passed down for so long, but the person involved is unaware of it? What kind of inheritance is this?"

"Could it be that you put the treasure in the box into your own pocket and secretly pawned it, so you haven't been able to take it out yet?" Fang Yanni glanced at the master suspiciously.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Fang Jiuzhang blew his beard and glared, "Of course there is a reason! Anyway, Qianyan...you open it first."

Qianyan reached out and took the copper box, and gently opened the lid and it fell off.

Obviously, it was not protected because it was passed down from generation to generation.

There was actually a golden coin lying inside.

But she soon noticed something different about this ancient coin - it was about half the size of a palm, and felt heavy in her hand. There were circles of complicated carvings on the side, with a mountain in the center and a ship on the back. The most special thing about it was the carvings, which were neither the languages ​​of the six countries nor the secret language of the Privy Council. Its strokes were like those of a knife and an axe, but the arrangement had some shadows of the Western script.

Thinking of Fang Jiuzhang's question, Qianyan suddenly had an incredible thought, "Is this thing flowing from the west?"

"Yes, and it is related to your life experience."

"What are you talking about?" The two disciples took a breath of cold air, "Wasn't Qianyan born in Lingzhou? And the living dead family has always existed, right?"

"Nonsense! I didn't say she was from Xiji!" The old man folded his arms and said, "But the living dead should have their own family before awakening. Qianyan didn't jump out of the cracks of the stone." At this point, he looked at the other party, "Do you still remember your biological father and mother?"

The answer is no.

She has complete memories from childhood to adulthood, for nearly two hundred years. Although she has forgotten many less important things in the middle, they can be regarded as coherent. But the only thing about her family is that she has no impression.

"Could it be...they are from Xiji?"

"We don't know about this either." Fang Yu replied, "I used the hexagram to deduce, but the part about you is completely distorted, as if it was interfered by some kind of magic."

"Why did you give this box to Lord Qianyan today?" Fang Yanni asked, "Shouldn't you tell her about her life story as soon as possible?"

"This is the ancestral precept." Fang Jiuzhang sighed, "The ancestors told us to keep it well, but we must be very careful when handing it to Qianyan. It should not be handed over when the Fang family is unstable, nor when it may endanger Qianyan's life. If it is not necessary or unexpected, it can be passed on."

"I understand. As long as you don't tell anyone, Qianyan will stay in the Fang family and be the guardian of the Fang family." Fang Xiandao shrugged, "The ancestors thought very well. It's a pity that she hid it for too long, so that the Privy Council after Yongchao forgot this threat."

"This is the way of survival for the family. One more trump card means one more ability to protect oneself." Fang Jiuzhang did not mean to cover up or defend himself, only Fang Yanni sat there in shock.

"Then don't we need this trump card now?"

"Why are you talking so harshly?" The old man said dissatisfiedly, "I don't want to keep it a secret from Qianyan, and you and Yan Ni are both beneficiaries, which is why I called you two here."

"In fact, he just wants to find someone to share his guilt." Fang Yu glanced at him, "Qianyan is the most special one among the living dead. It is not clear whether she is the earliest one. Maybe her life experience is closely related to the entire branch of the living dead, so this thing will be passed down from above. Now that the Fang family has established a firm foothold in Jinxia, ​​and the war with the Privy Council has just ended, they can finally live a good life. What a coincidence that Xia Fan is going to Xiji, the old man and I are wondering if this is the "right" opportunity mentioned in the ancestral precepts. "

With the help of the logistics industry, the Fang family is thriving; and if they go with Xia Fan, no matter how far Xiji is, they have reliable backup, so it can be said that both conditions have been met.

"As for whether to go or not, the choice is yours. "Fang Jiuzhang looked at Qianyan with a reluctant look in his eyes - although she was older than everyone in the room, in the eyes of the head of the Fang family, she was still like his own child, and the kind that would never grow up.

Qianyan stared at the coin in her hand and did not answer for a long time.

...

Five days later, at the harbor of Jinxia City.

The sailing warship renamed "Baisha" was ready to set sail.

A long isolation line was drawn at the dock to prevent the news of Xia Fan's trip to the West from spreading among the people. As the actual helmsman of the Affairs Bureau, his reputation was second only to Her Royal Highness the Third Princess, and he was often regarded as Ning Wanjun's spokesperson. It was also because of this that it was the common view of the General Affairs Bureau not to announce his whereabouts for the time being.

The people who came to see him off were basically old acquaintances.

In addition to the officials of Jinxia City, the Elf High Priest, the Evil Horse Witch and the Penglai Monk all appeared at the dock. After Xia Fan said goodbye to Li and everyone one by one, he boarded the Baisha along the high gangway.

"Aren't you going to say hello to Qianzhi? "He walked to the stern and saw Qianyan leaning against a corner of the fence, looking towards the dock. "She just asked me if I had seen you."

"No, so as not to make everyone sad." Qianyan smoothed the hair that was blown by the sea breeze by her ears. "It's not a farewell anyway, why waste tears on such a farewell."

Having said that, he could feel a little depressed in Qianyan's tone.

Even if you have experienced many separations in your life, you still can't face the next one calmly.

Xia Fan smiled and didn't persuade her anymore.

He turned to look at Philin Carter, the acting captain of the Baisha. This trip was not only the first visit of the Jinxia Navy, but also the last practical training for all the crew. When the ship arrived at the Saint Wing Islands, he promised that Philin could be free, and the trainee captain Wu Yue would become the official captain.

"Let's go now."

"Yes, sir. "Filin clenched his fists at his chest, and then rang the bell on the poop deck, and the sound of ding-dong-dong continued. "I declare that the White Sand will set sail immediately!"

"White Sand, set sail immediately!"

"Set sail immediately!"

The deputies quickly spread his instructions.

With a muffled hum, the hull shook - that was the sound of the keel being squeezed by external thrust. If it were not for the protection of the elves' golden vines, such a force would be enough to cause slight deformation of the hull's transverse and longitudinal beams, and accumulate until it completely cracked.

Its appearance still looks like a classical sailing battleship, but after a renovation by the Machinery Bureau, its interior has undergone considerable changes.

Under the combined effect of the sails and the propeller of the celestial telescope, the huge body of the White Sand slowly left the port and sailed towards the endless sea under the gaze of everyone.

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End of Volume 5

The fifth volume has come to an end. I will take a day off tomorrow and let me think about the next plot:)