Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 3 Box
The old man slowly walked up to Lin Jiang, circled him three times, and his eyes immediately lit up with a broad smile:

"Hooray! You've become a god! My dear grandson has become a god!"

He was so happy that his eyebrows shot up, and he jumped around in circles, even making lotus-finger gestures with his third arm between his ribs, all while the old man sang in his clear voice:

"A banquet is held on ten continents and three islands, and thirty-six caves come to offer their congratulations."

"Hahaha! My family has produced a little fairy child who rides a dragon!"

He sang, laughed, and danced as if he were surrounded by a crowd applauding, indulging in unrestrained joy.

Lin Jiang didn't know what to say. The old man in front of him looked the same as the old man in the original owner's memories, but his behavior was completely different. He was obviously crazy.

Gong Xuan didn't dare to speak, his mind replaying his earlier conjecture.

Gods, gods...

Could he really be a Corpse-Dissolving Immortal?
"Grandpa, what kind of deity are you talking about?"

After calming down, Lin Jiang asked.

Lin Shengfeng stopped moving, his cloudy eyes returning to their hazy state.

He first stretched out his hand and pointed to the unfortunate creature he had dug out of the ground:
"He doesn't move; he's not a god."

He then pointed to his elbow, which was attached to his body: "I won't move. I'm not a god."

Finally, he pointed to Lin Jiang:

"If you move, you're a god."

Lin Jiang pondered the old man's words.

If you don't move, you're not a god.

Am I, someone who crawled out of a coffin, a god?
Could it be that the reason I was able to climb out was because the old man did something?
Looking at the old man's still flailing third hand, Lin Jiang had a feeling that the matter was probably pretty much as he had guessed.

Lin Jiang was much calmer than before.

I remember when the original owner was helping out in Linjiang, she would always encounter some martial arts practitioners, each with their own unique skills.

My grandfather's methods...

Is that reasonable?
Is it reasonable?
"How did Grandpa know I had become an immortal?"

Lin Jiang continued to ask, but Lin Shengfeng's eyes had already returned to a state of confusion. He simply circled around Lin Jiang, muttering as he walked:

"Grandson, have you ever tasted the peaches of immortality from the Jade Pool? Have you ever seen the Sage of Taiqing?"

Lin Jiang chuckled to himself.

If he had truly tasted the immortal peach and met Taiqing, that would be wonderful.

"Young Master Lin, what should we do now?"

Gong Xuan asked from the side, and Lin Jiang hesitated for a moment:
"Let's take my grandfather back first."

He paused again:

"You'll get your money back."

The two of them helped Lin Shengfeng up, and the old man, who had been fidgeting, suddenly quieted down.

He asked Lin Jiang vaguely:
"Where are we going?"

"...Go home first."

"Going home... It's good to go home, my grandson is returning in glory."

Lin Jiang didn't know what to say.

That mansion was filled with white silk; it hardly looked like a home.

……

Under the moonlight, they walked from the mass grave towards the town, and by the time they returned to the mansion, the moonlight was already deep.

Dark clouds are covering the moon; it's going to be a bit windy tonight.

Lin Jiang wanted Lin Shengfeng to go inside the house to rest, but the old man didn't seem very sleepy. He didn't respond when Lin Jiang tried to persuade him to sleep, so he had no choice but to let him sit and rest in the yard for the time being.

Upon examining Lin Shengfeng's third arm, it was discovered that it was perfectly connected to the skin, flesh, and bones, just like a limb that had grown out of a deformed child.

Lin Jiang didn't know how this thing worked, so he didn't dare to take it apart with his own tools. He could only leave the arm obediently on Lin Shengfeng's body.

With nothing else to do, Lin Jiang thought he might as well get some silver for Gong Xuan first, so he cautiously asked Lin Shengfeng:

"Grandpa, where did we put all our money?"

The Lin family's finances were usually managed by the old man, and most of the money that could be used openly was spent on funeral expenses. If Lin Jiang wanted to access the money now, he could only turn to the old house's resources.

He had assumed the old man was delirious and unable to speak coherently, but to his surprise, after staring at him for a moment, the newly installed third hand in his side suddenly pointed to the backyard:
There is a hidden compartment under the mattress.

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a brass key.

Lin Jiang was overjoyed and thanked Old Master Lin repeatedly before rushing to the backyard.

He quickly entered the old man's room, and a slightly stale smell immediately entered Lin Jiang's nose.

Although the room was clean and everything was neatly arranged, the smell just wouldn't go away.

Reaching the bedside, I lifted the bed board, revealing a brightly lit box underneath.

Holding the box by the sides with both hands, Lin Jiang forcefully pushed it outwards, and the heavy object was placed directly on the ground with a dull thud.

Lin Jiang opened the box with the key, and the golden light immediately shone on his face.

The left side of the box was piled high with silver, and several pieces of gleaming gold could be seen below. On the right side were stacks of silver notes, labeled with the names of various banks across the country.

Lin Jiang didn't look at the banknotes much. The world was not peaceful these days, and many banks had already absconded with the money. Who knew how much of these banknotes could still be redeemed?

It's the actual gold and silver that give people peace of mind.

However, besides these valuables, the Lin family also noticed a smaller box nested inside the larger one.

What is this thing?
Lin Jiang felt a surge of curiosity.

The gold and silver were dazzling, the jewelry captivating. Amidst this glittering array of valuables, the small box stood out all the more.

Reaching out from among the gold and silver, Lin Jiang held the box in his hand and examined it carefully.

The four corners are wrapped in copper, and the ebony is tightly wrapped in plain brocade, making it look like an exquisitely carved ornament.

By candlelight, Lin Jiang saw a crack in the middle of the wooden box, which must have been the lids of the two boxes fastened together.

I weighed it in my hand and found it wasn't that heavy.

Such an exquisite box, who knows what valuable things are inside.

Open it and take a look!

Clench both hands together and pull outwards with force.

Not opened.

It looks like it's locked.

He took out several heavy silver coins from the box and carried them into the hall.

After the silver was handed to Gong Xuan, a joyful smile immediately appeared on his face.

He held it in his hand, weighed it in his hand, then bit it with his teeth, and started happily spinning around in place, jumping and laughing.

Ignoring the Taoist priest for now, Lin Jiang took the box and found Lin Shengfeng, who was still standing there in a daze, in the courtyard.

He placed the box in front of Lin Shengfeng and asked in a low voice:
"Grandpa, what's this thing for?"

Lin Shengfeng turned his gaze to the box, stared at it for a while, and then his expression suddenly became serious.

He beckoned to Lin Jiang, seemingly inviting him to come closer.

Lin Jiang's curiosity was piqued, so he bent down and leaned over to stand next to Lin Shengfeng.

Lin Shengfeng leaned closer and whispered in his ear.

His voice was a little muffled, but because he was so close, Lin Jiang heard it very clearly:

"In this box..."

"It is the method to ascend to immortality!"

Ascend to immortality!

Lin Jiang immediately thought of what the old man had just sung.

And his own body that had been resurrected from the dead.

Inside this box...

Methods of spiritual practice?
The elixir of immortality?
A peach that can increase one's lifespan by a thousand years just by smelling it?

Either way, it was enough to make Lin Jiang feel that the wooden box in his hands had become heavy and hot.

However, Lin Jiang also felt a sense of curiosity:

"Grandpa, how do we open this box?"

Lin Shengfeng said, "To open the box... of course we need the key."

Where is the key?

"key……"

Lin Shengfeng reached out and began to grope himself.

A look of confusion gradually appeared on his face:

"The key... is gone..."

Lin Jiang's lips twitched slightly: "Why don't you think about it again? Did you put the key somewhere?"

Lin Shengfeng placed both hands on his temples, got up, and began pacing around the base of the courtyard wall, deep in thought.

Lin Jiang was so confused by what he had been turned around that Lin Shengfeng sat back down in his chair, feeling dejected.

“I entrusted the key to someone else. That person is trustworthy, someone I would give my life to. But why can’t I remember that person’s name or even what they look like?”

At this point, Lin Shengfeng suddenly started to shed tears, whether from losing the keys or forgetting old friends, it was unclear.

Lin Jiang sighed softly and patted his old man on the back.

My father doesn't have a wide circle of friends. I've met all of his old friends and I know where they live.

Now the old man's mind is muddled, he's gone mad, I'll probably have to ask a few other elders in the future, maybe they can find some clues.

The old man cried for a while, then seemed sleepy, and got up, staggering towards his room. Lin Jiang followed, intending to help him change his clothes, but saw that the old man was still capable of taking care of himself. He quickly took off his outer clothes, lay down on the bed, rolled up the blankets, and soon Lin Jiang heard a faint snoring sound.

Fell asleep.

He carefully closed the door to avoid making any noise that might disturb the old man.

When Lin Jiang looked at the box in his hand again, he thought it over and over, and finally put it in his pocket.

It's not too big; the wide sleeves are just right to cover it.

He felt this thing must be very important.

As dusk fell, Lin Jiang felt no sleepiness and simply found a stone chair in the courtyard to sit down.

As the night deepened and the moon shone brightly, Lin Jiang gazed at the moonlight, and his chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down.

Since we're here, let's make the best of it.

Just as Lin Jiang was about to go find Gong Xuan and arrange a guest room for the Taoist priest, he suddenly heard some strange noises coming from the wind.

I suddenly turned around and looked.

All I could see was the high wall behind me.

A dark figure appeared out of nowhere!
(End of this chapter)