"This is not charity, just a trivial investment."
Seeing Jing Yang's young age, but with an angry look, Ye Chen also shook his head a little amused and explained.
"In the face of the fall in the family, you can take the initiative to put down your figure at a young age, endure the humiliation of others, and sell paintings here to subsidize the family. This intention is really rare... The most important thing is that in the face of money, you still maintain a sense of change. Don’t be fooled by interests."
"These alone are enough to qualify the poor way to invest."
"Ok?"
Jing Yang was taken aback, only to think that things seemed a bit unexpected.
"Master, you..."
"If you really can't accept it, it will be loaned to you by Poor Dao to treat your father."
Jing Yang whispered: "But... But, even if it was borrowed, why did you borrow so much money from me for no reason? Dad used to say that doing good deeds would be rewarded, but after he fell ill, no relative was willing to lend money to me. We. Mother said, no one will be good to us for no reason, you...how do you want me to repay?"
"Repay..."
Ye Chen laughed at the words.
The purpose of his trip was naturally to find Long Yang, the reincarnation of the Feipeng.
As for helping Jingyang, it was just a matter of convenience.
"If another day, when you are rich, you will return these five hundred taels of silver."
"Thank you--"
Jing Yang took the silver ticket and said in a low voice, "My family lives on the west bank of Longhu Lake outside the city. Then you can come to me... But, can you pay back... It doesn't matter, I had a fortune when I was nine years old. The Taoist priest said that the Jing family started from me, and one person in the next few generations will become a wealthy man in Shu. A mere five hundred taels of silver is definitely not a problem!
Are you rich in Sichuan?
Ye Chen shook his head, but laughed dumbly. He couldn't help but think of Sedum, who was originally just a pawnbroker in the Immortal Sword III, and eventually became a wealthy Yuzhou giant, and his wife Tang Xue met. His son's name is Jing Xiaolou, and he also accepted "Southern Pirate" Li Sansi (father of Li Xiaoyao) as his introductory disciple.
It seems...Sedum is Jingyang's descendant?
So, Jing Yang's words really have some credibility.
"But now..."
Turning his gaze on Jiang Nan, Ye Chen smiled slightly.
And this expression fell in Jing Yang's eyes, but he was suspicious, and said quickly: "Hey, don't make Jiang Nan's idea. Although he is our servant of the Jing family, he has been in the Jing family since childhood. Now that the Jing family has fallen to this point with me, our family has long regarded him as family!"
"Ahem..."
Ye Chen couldn't hear what Jingyang meant, but he shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed that Jingyang is a faint way of being a little ghost.
"Jiangnan..."
"Master, me?"
"You know, your previous life was Long Yang, the prince of the ancient Jiang Kingdom."
"I...I was Prince Jiang in my previous life? Master, in broad daylight, you don't want to make fun of me as a little person."
Jiang Nan shook his head, and subconsciously denied.
But Ye Chen said faintly: "The time is when Jiang and Yang are fighting, and the army is attacking the city. In order to save the country from danger, you cast the magic sword according to the sword spectrum passed down by Jiang Guo's father, but the sword will be broken before the country is refined. Also died of the war. And after your death, your sister, Princess Jiang Solanum, jumped into the sword-making furnace and committed suicide. The magic sword was born of the blood of the virgin, and with her powerful spiritual power, she turned a hundred li into ruins. Yang Guoguo was severely injured by this service, and soon the country was destroyed..."
"Puff--"
For some reason, after hearing what Ye Chen said, a scene appeared in Jiang Nan's eyes.
The city was about to be broken, and a young man who was stubborn and a little like himself was looking at a sword-making furnace as if waiting anxiously for something.
However, in the end, it was waiting for news of the city break...
The young man took the lead and brought a few of his men to battle with the enemy. He suffered severe injuries and died from exhaustion.
Before dying.
He saw a young woman in a blue palace dress, jumped into the sword forging furnace.
"Do not--!"
When he woke up from the dream, Jiangnan was sweating profusely. Although it was a short while, he felt as if thousands of years had passed at once.
"Sister... Solanum... who am I... on earth?"
"You are Jiangnan, Longyang is just your past life... Maybe you still have memories of Longyang, but are you really willing to replace your current identity with this memory?"
"I... I don't know."
Jiang Nan shook his head, looking a little blank.
However, in the next second, he found that Ye Chen had made a strange movement, holding the purple-black big sword behind him with one hand, and at the same time said lightly.
"Okay, okay, come with me—"
The voice fell, and the three disappeared outside the city gate.
"God--"
For this scene, many bystanders who were fortunate enough to witness it also showed shock.
On the other side, the three of them arrived at Jing's house.
"Okay, Xiaokui, you can come out now—"
Deploy an enchantment at will to prevent outsiders from disturbing, Ye Chen said quietly.
However, a group of blue light flew out of the magic sword.
"Brother Wang!"
Although the light group tried their best to dance next to Jiangnan, the latter was afraid and did not dare to speak.
"Hey, be a human being to the end, send the Buddha to the west, let me help you."
Point your finger, right in the middle of the blue light ball.
Next second.
But seeing the blue light ball keep getting bigger and bigger, finally becoming the size of an ordinary person, and then a young girl in a blue palace dress walked out of it.
It is exactly what Solanum was like before he died!
"Brother Wang!"
Tears filled the girl's eyes. Although it was a soul body, with Ye Chen's help, she had a real touch.
And Jiangnan...
Facing the girl who looked almost exactly the same as the picture in her mind, she was naturally moved.
"Solanum nigrum--"
When things got to this point, naturally there was no doubt.
Even Jingyang had to believe that his servant was really Prince Jiang in his previous life, and he was searched for hundreds of years, until he was reborn...
"Jiangnan."
"expensive?"
Just immersed in the joy of reunion, Jiang Nan was also a little surprised.
"You and I have a bond between master and apprentice. Would you like to become a disciple of the Qionghua School?"
"Qionghua faction!"
The name of the Qionghua School may not be clear to ordinary people, but Jing Yang, as the son of Shang Shu, has also heard about it. He also understood in his heart that this was an opportunity for Jiangnan, and he was a little bit envious.
"Jiangnan, quickly agree."
"I……"
"Master is here, please be worshipped by the disciple."
"Get up."
Ye Chen nodded, as if thinking of something, faintly said: "You have been in the Jing family since you were a child, so the Jing family can be considered as a kind of nurturing to you... that's the case.
While talking, point your finger.
Jing Huan, who was on the sick bed in the room, suddenly opened his eyes, his complexion was ruddy, and he was full of energy. How could he look sick?
