The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 188 - 186 This Old Friend Has Already Become Immortal

Chapter 188: Chapter 186 This Old Friend Has Already Become Immortal

Hu Ju placed Yun Qi on his desk, the Little Dumpling looked at the video and reached out to Hu Ju with a snap.

Yun Qiuce was confused, "Qi, what do you want?"

Hu Ju lazily handed over a bag of potato chips.

Yun Qiuce was even more confused, looking at this Hu Ju, whom he met for the first time but seemed displeased with him, felt that Hu Ju understood Yun Qi better than he did.

But Yun Qi never mentioned having any ties with him, even if there were connections, they could only be in the Capital City. Wait a minute, during those years in the Capital City, wasn’t Yun Qi always staying on the mountain obediently!

Yun Qiuce was puzzled.

Yun Qi finished the video while eating chips, analyzed it seriously, and solved the issues several clans argued about earlier.

"These are soldiers who died in battle coming back to life, but not actually coming back alive, they are usually categorized as zombies, and zombies, strictly speaking, do not belong to the Ghost Clan. Among the public, they are categorized as demons, and we in the Xuan Sect have followed the public’s classification and consider zombies as part of the Demon Clan."

Hu Ju tapped his delicate, slender fingers joyfully on the desk, "I told you, those so-called big shots who’ve been in high positions have been out of touch with the grassroots for too long, they don’t know as much about these old controversial issues as a young girl like us."

There was a hint of smugness in his eyes.

Yun Qiuce felt a sense of crisis, "Right, right, this shows our Yun Family genes are good."

Hu Ju glanced at him indifferently, with a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, "Good genes?"

The "Banished Immortal," dressed in a loose crane robe, was already lying on the sofa, lazily asking, "What do you mean by genes?"

"It’s like dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, mice give birth to offspring that know how to dig holes." Yun Qiuce explained first.

The "Banished Immortal" was indifferent, "No, I’ve always believed that I am born with a purpose, and the wealth scattered will come back again."

That’s why you are a "Banished Immortal," Yun Qiuce silently mocked.

"I can’t easily leave the Capital City, a few days is okay, but not for long," Hu Ju said.

Yun Qi nodded, her little voice bright and full of confidence, "Then Qi will go, Qi hasn’t been to the Northwest yet."

Hu Ju’s lips curved slightly, with a hint of helpless smile, "It’s not for a vacation, little girl, going home this once, you’ve become wild. Remember, you must bring back all thirty people in the tour group, whether dead or alive, there must be an explanation for the public."

Yun Qiuce was surprised, "What’s your current explanation?"

I haven’t seen this news.

"We’ve explained to the families, temporarily blocked the news, saying they got lost in a storm, the local police are doing their best to search, it’s only been two days now, the families’ emotions are still okay, but if it drags on a few more days, it won’t be possible," Hu Ju said, then turned to Yun Qi, "Who do you want to take with you this time, let me arrange it for you."

Yun Qi was always used to going solo, but this time it was different, she was going to face a whole army.

"I don’t need anyone, I just need Mr. Bai, I still want to learn poetry with him on the way." Yun Qi looked up, her little voice sweet and full of hope, her eyes brimming with curiosity and longing for poetry.

In the past at Yuqing Temple, she mainly focused on learning mysticism, reading various ancient texts on mysticism, her master and the disciples all had their own things to do, no one taught her poetry.

At home, she learned a few simple poems from her uncle, but judging from Mr. Bai’s disdainful expression, it’s likely her uncle didn’t teach her anything proper.

Mr. Bai chuckled, squinting, as if he could fall asleep at any moment.

Hu Ju: "Alright then, set off now, I’ll arrange a helicopter from the 49 Bureau for you." He glanced at the "Banished Immortal," "You used to ride the Divine Deer on your journeys, how about flying on a plane this time?"

"I don’t mind, although that big bird is a bit ugly and can’t flap its wings, riding the big bird might inspire my poetic spirit."

Helicopters are important to the 49 Bureau because they have some human employees and other demon and ghost employees whose forms are unstable, and appearing in public could scare ordinary people, so helicopters are the preferred mode of transportation for business trips.

After eating, Hu Ju arranged everything, Yun Qi only took Mr. Bai and her uncle Yun Qiuce with her.

Because they were taking the helicopter, Yun Qi requested a midway stop, saying she wanted to visit an old friend.

The helicopter ascended steadily, the rumbling noise greatly displeased Mr. Bai, who was so celestial and elegant, that even at the time of his death, people created a beautiful legend, saying he got drunk and tried to catch the moon in the river by boat at midnight, accidentally falling in and drowning.

This kind of death perfectly matched his lifelong pursuit of romance.

"This big bird is so noisy, I should have just ridden my Divine Deer," Mr. Bai couldn’t help but complain, then laid down on his seat and closed his eyes, falling asleep in seconds.

"He really is a divine person," Yun Qiuce sighed.

After about two hours of flight, the helicopter stopped midway, it was already evening, the airport located in the outskirts, from the helicopter, one could see the towering Qinling Mountains in the south, unable to see the city center, but one could imagine the hustle and bustle of the city streets, the ancient palaces at the end of wide avenues shining brilliantly.

This is an ancient city, and also a vibrant one.

Mr. Bai stepped out of the helicopter, stood on the desolate wilderness outside the airport, and sighed, "It’s been so many years since I’ve been back, and it’s become this ghostly appearance."

Yun Qiuce explained respectfully beside him, "Banished Immortal, times are always moving forward, modern cities look like this, without steel and cement, our lives would be terrible, but the Great Ming Palace, Xingqing Palace, and even Huaqing Pool from your era are still here."

Mr. Bai squinted, as if recalling some events that happened in those splendid places.

The river of history flowed magnificently before his eyes.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at an ancient temple in the outskirts of the city.

It was autumn, and as they walked halfway up the mountain, they saw the nearly enveloping golden glow within the ancient temple. A large ginkgo tree stood majestically, its branches lush, its leaves all turned yellow, swaying gently with the mountain breeze, a mesmerizing sight.

The fallen ginkgo leaves covered the grass like a golden carpet.

Mr. Bai approached and sniffed, "The air is filled with spiritual energy, ethereal and celestial, has your old friend already become immortal?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep, ancient voice sounded, "Yun Qi little friend, you’ve come."

The voice contained a faint smile.

Yun Qi stepped forward, her smile sweet, her voice light and clear, forming a stark contrast with the rich voice from earlier.

"Grandpa Tree, I’ve come to see you."

The ancient and deep voice from the ginkgo tree replied, "Haha, finally you’ve come, you promised to bring me food but never came, is that young man beside you the food you brought, let me swallow him in one bite."