Chapter 296

I've been inside

Chapter 296 I've been inside

Gao Jue said softly, "Don't worry about it. If he wants to deal with your father, he will try every means to find out everything about the Zhao family. Things like Zhao Liang having a pen pal can be easily found out through the post office. The Changsheng Society has a lot of power. They can get their hands on every member of the Zhao family's correspondence and even phone records. So finding Zhang Yu and contacting him is not difficult for them."

Zhao Lexi stared wide-eyed in surprise.

"Therefore, there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. When you encounter someone who is not good to you, the right thing to do is to completely eliminate the hidden dangers."

Zhao Lexi seemed to be deep in thought.

Back in the living room, everyone had already left, leaving only Zhao Hao, Zhao Chuilin, and Zhao Shikang waiting for them.

"Grandpa, Third Uncle, Third Brother."

Zhao Hao looked somewhat dejected. He smiled bitterly and said, "Seeking justice for my son is something I, as his father, should have done. But I hesitated and worried about this and that, and it's been delayed until now. It's my incompetence that has caused you younger generations to suffer for so many years. I wanted to hold onto the position of clan leader of the direct line, and I did. But as a father and as a grandfather, I am not qualified."

Zhao Chuilin looked at Zhao Lexi, who happened to be looking at him.

The two looked at each other for two seconds and already understood what the other meant.

Zhao Chuilin didn't let his younger brother Zhao Lexi speak: "Dad, what's past is past, let's not talk about it. You're getting old, and the world isn't good either, so just stay home and rest well, and don't worry about anything else."

“Uncle is right. My third brother and I will set off early tomorrow morning. Please take good care of the fellow disciples at Jingshan Temple, Uncle. Perhaps one day, Jingshan Temple will be able to open its gates again.”

Zhao Hao was taken aback, then smiled bitterly. Since neither of them mentioned forgiveness, he could only blame himself.

He didn't regret it, but it was precisely this lack of regret that alienated the children from him.

Clearly, even if they eventually understand him, it won't be now.

Zhao Hao stood up: "I'm glad you understand me. Now, Chuilin, the official handover of the clan leadership is over, but there are still some other things I need to tell you. Come with me."

"Shikang, Lexi, you two rest here for a while..."

Zhao Lexi stood up and followed behind them.

"Grandpa, we know what you're talking about."

Zhao Hao frowned slightly, then relaxed his grip: "Shiyun told you, didn't he? Sigh, so be it. It was a hopeless situation to begin with, but these messages were passed down from our ancestors, and they will have to be passed down eventually. Come on over here."

Zhao Hao led the three into a secret room.

Close the door properly.

"This place is soundproofed and contains no electronic devices. It is where successive clan leaders exchange important information. Only the clan leader and older members of the clan are allowed to enter."

"Has my brother come in?" Zhao Chuilin asked casually.

Zhao Hao nodded subconsciously: "I've been here before."

He quickly realized what his son meant. This was a place that only the clan chiefs of each generation could enter. If his eldest son had entered before, then he was the clan's recognized and certain successor as the next clan chief.

This is not the same as simply addressing someone as the young clan leader. The cause of the next clan leader's death is questionable, and the current clan leader failed to thoroughly investigate the matter.

How ironic!

The sorrow in Zhao Hao's eyes deepened once again.

Zhao Chuilin lowered his eyelids, as if he hadn't seen it.

Zhao Lexi looked left and right, then broke the awkward silence: "Grandpa, you tell me."

“Chui Lin, you know that the Zhao family values ​​girls very much. Take Zhao Lanxin, for example. She is the only girl in your generation. The second son dotes on her like the apple of his eye, and even stopped having children for her sake. Despite having no sons, they are not worried at all about their branch being neglected by the family. Do you know why?”

"I don't know." Zhao Chuilin raised his eyelids perfunctorily. "I only know that my father treated her better than he treated me. The only ones who treated me well were my mother and my eldest brother."

Zhao Hao choked.

Zhao Lexi said, "Uncle, you still have us in the future."

Zhao Chuilin looked at Zhao Lexi and Zhao Shikang with affection, a slight smile curving his lips: "Mm."

Zhao Hao awkwardly touched his nose and continued, "The reason why the Zhao family attaches special importance to girls born into the family is because girls of the Zhao family have a special ability to communicate with the secret realm left by the Zhao family's ancestors. However, this communication must be unconscious. Once a girl learns in advance that the Zhao family has a secret realm, she will never be able to find the secret realm again in her life, which is equivalent to losing this ability."

Zhao Chuilin looked up, his eyes wide with disbelief, thinking his father was joking: "You dote on your niece more than your own son. I've accepted this outcome, and this matter is over. You really don't need to say these irrelevant things to cover it up... explanations."

Zhao Hao emphasized helplessly, "Chui Lin, I'm not talking nonsense. This is truly a secret passed down from our ancestors, passed down orally and highly valued. However, because the Zhao family produces very few girls in each generation, almost no girl has successfully found the secret realm. This matter has become a legend circulating in the family, and it's true that no one has paid attention to it for hundreds of years. But it is also because of the small number of girls that the Zhao family's tradition of favoring girls has been passed down."

Zhao Chuilin smiled knowingly: "Our ancestor was afraid you would favor sons over daughters, so..."

“Uncle, what Grandpa said is true,” Zhao Lexi said earnestly.

"Lele, could it be that you've already..." Zhao Hao asked tentatively, unable to hide the shock on his face.

"Yes, I've been there, to the Zhao family's secret realm."

Zhao Chuilin stared wide-eyed at his excited father and then at his calm niece. He felt that they didn't seem to be conspiring to deceive him, but he still felt something was off.

"What's it like there? What's there?"

“There are many stones, and on them are written incantations and cultivation techniques. There are Chaos Beast Taming Technique, Light Body Technique, Hua Fei Technique, Guiyuan Hand, Earth Taming Technique, Nine-Nine Heaven-Turning Seal, Light Body Technique, Sweet Rain Technique... Each technique has the trajectory of energy movement in the human body. As long as you cultivate according to the technique and energy trajectory, you can acquire various abilities.” Zhao Lexi said, gesturing with her hands.

"Cultivation techniques!" The worldview of the Zhao father and son was once again severely damaged.

"Yes! There were too many techniques. I only remembered a few before I was forced to leave the secret realm, and I could never go back in," Zhao Lexi said regretfully.

Zhao Hao nodded and said, "That's right. Once the girls of the Zhao family know about the existence of the secret realm, they lose the qualification to enter it. In other words, each girl only has one chance to enter the secret realm. Lele, it would be great if you could remember even one incantation. I remember our ancestor also said that incantations can only be passed down orally and cannot be written down, otherwise they would not have been lost."

"Yes, every time I try to write something down, my mind gets foggy, but when I try to speak, I can say it out loud."

"Good, good, good boy." Zhao Hao was so excited that he didn't know what to say, and even choked up a little. With the magic formula in the secret realm, the status of the Zhao family's direct line was forever secure, so what was there to worry about?