The Origin of the Jade Pendant

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  "What is this Longjing or Yuqian, Zhiyuan treasures it like a precious thing, only bringing it out for honored guests. If Master likes the taste, just take it away!" The old lady waved her hand generously. Zhiyuan, that's Secretary Chen's name!

  Wen Fei was so angry that he couldn't speak, but it's better for him not to take advantage of this cheap offer. However, the old lady's way of winning people over is too straightforward, even Wen Fei, a country bumpkin, can't help but look down on her.

  "Alas, it's all because of his grandfather's misdeeds..." The old lady began to cry and wipe away her tears. Huang Sheng sat up straight with a strange expression on his face, but he didn't dare say another word.

  "It's all because of your grandfather that our family is in such a mess!" The old lady emphasized again.

  Wen Fei was somewhat perplexed and asked: "I heard you say that the old master didn't go, did he?"

  "He's been dead for decades. He passed away when I was just three or four years old. My old man and you were in the same line of work, he used to study Taoist magic on Wudang Mountain. After Wudang Mountain was destroyed, he returned home and became a layman again. In our village, he was a well-known figure for hundreds of miles around. Whenever people mentioned him, they would all give a thumbs up!" The old lady spoke of her deceased husband with deep emotion, and even now, when she talked about it, her face glowed with a proud light.

  "Oh, I didn't know there was such a history." Wen Fei thought to himself.

  "The old man will be delighted to see you. What he fears most in his old age is that he can't pass on his skills and betray his master's teachings!" As she spoke, she began to wipe away tears again: "Zhì Yuǎn is also an ungrateful one, refusing to learn anything from his father, saying it's feudal superstition. But doesn't he think, without these things, how can we save the villagers from all around and raise this big lummox of a son..."

  Huang Sheng's face twitched as he listened to the old lady scolding Secretary Chen, calling him a heartless little rabbit. He wished he could hide his head in his crotch, if only Secretary Chen wouldn't find out... Although Huang Sheng was still Secretary Chen's nephew by marriage, Secretary Chen held a high position and was a strict and serious person, so Huang Sheng didn't dare to offend him.

  Wen Fei was about the same, but didn't want to hear Chen Shuji's embarrassing story when Chen Shuji suddenly returned home. So he bluntly interrupted the old lady's endless talk: "It turns out that Old Master is also a master of Taoism, unfortunately, I have no chance to meet him, what a pity."

  The old lady was usually quiet and rarely had the opportunity to chat with people. After hearing Wen Fei's words, she suddenly became spirited and said, "Wait for me..." As she spoke, she quickly ran upstairs, her legs moving nimbly, almost as if she were a young man.

  Wen Fei was puzzled, and Huang Sheng took the opportunity to say: "The old lady is getting older, her brain and legs are still good, but she's a bit garrulous."

  Wen Fei shook his head with a wry smile: "Old people are all like this." But in his heart, he thought that Secretary Chen must be busy with official duties and had no time to accompany the old lady. Chen Zhenghe was having an affair outside, and even if he didn't have time to talk to the old lady. These maids were treated as servants by the old lady, so it's no wonder she couldn't find anyone to chat with.

  Before long, the old lady came down with a box in her arms and said: "These are things left behind by my husband. They are all some kind of mysterious symbols that I don't understand either. You take a look..."

  Wen Fei opened the box out of curiosity and found that there were indeed several books inside. There was a thread-bound edition of "Tao Te Ching" and some handwritten copies of unknown books. When he opened them, he found that they were all filled with talismans.

  Wen Fei's mouth watered at the sight, and for a Taoist enthusiast like him, this was a treasure worth more than ten thousand gold!

  "Alas, my old man always said that the things passed down from our ancestors cannot be lost in one's own hands. However, until his old age, he couldn't find an apprentice. If you can understand it, copy a set back to read, these are what the old man left behind, and when I die, bury them with me!"

  "Ah, Auntie, with a body like yours, you'll live to be at least a hundred!" Huang Sheng said with a smile.

  The old lady was eccentric and didn't take it kindly: "What's the point of living so long? Old age without death is a thief..."

  Wen Fei hastily interjected: "Thank you so much, Aunt Yu! I really love this book!"

  "Hey, old man, isn't this the first time you've taken on an apprentice? This time doesn't count as taking half an apprentice, does it? These ultimate skills can be passed down, and old man must be delighted in heaven!"

  Wen Fei's face felt a bit hot, feeling that he was really not decent. He had scared the other person's grandson into such a state, and now he was cheating on their family's secret recipe again. He was truly a model of shamelessness and heartlessness.

  "He patted his chest and said, 'Don't worry, Madam Yu, I will definitely cure Director Chen's illness!'"

  The old lady smiled and said, "My grandson is so disappointing. He actually dared to offend the gods and ghosts. Alas, I blame myself for not teaching him well from a young age. My late husband used to say that this child's eight characters were too weak, easily attracting evil spirits, so he gave him a jade pendant to wear since childhood. This was what protected him all along, but now it must be because of his blasphemy against the gods that Zhenwu Emperor wants to take away the jade pendant..."

  As soon as Wen Fei heard the two words "Yu Pei", his ears perked up. Upon further listening, it seemed like there was more to this story, so he asked again: "What Yu Pei?" His heart was racing with anxiety.

  The old lady gestured with her hands and feet, describing the jade pendant's appearance. Wen Fei had always suspected that it was the one he had tricked Chen Zheng into giving him, and now that he heard the description, it turned out to be true! The jade pendant the old lady was describing was indeed hanging around Wen Fei's neck!

  This jade pendant is the most important thing on Wen Fei's body, and Wen Fei has always kept it close to his body. This time when he came to the Chen family, he was afraid that they would recognize it, so the jade pendant was placed in the pocket of his underpants. Now there is a Lei Yin hanging around Wen Fei's neck.

  Wenfeng gradually asked the old lady and found out that Old Man Chen had also learned Taoism on Wudang Mountain. He was a descendant of the Wudang White Robe Sect, but not long after the founding of the country, he was dispersed. At that time, Old Man Chen was still young and was dispersed back to his hometown, and he didn't learn much. He only brought back a few books and a jade pendant from the mountain.

  It is said that this jade pendant was a magical instrument passed down by the ancestors, and later Chen Zhenhe was weak and sickly as a child. The old man wore it on Chen Zhenhe's body to bless him to grow up safely. As a result, Wen Fei's yin soul escaped and was cheated away.

  Wen Fei suddenly realized that this was the origin, and he had also heard of the White Robe Sect of Wudang Mountain. This sect was founded by Zhang Sanfeng's disciples in the early Ming Dynasty, with Zhang Sanfeng as their ancestor, and was passed down to the 16th generation on Wudang Mountain. Later, not long after the founding of the country, they were dispersed, and the sect scattered... Who would have thought that there was still a successor here?

  Wen Fei sighed halfway, but his heart was secretly delighted. He thought to himself, "I've always been without a gate or a sect, looked down upon by those Dragon Gate bullies. Now I can finally be considered someone with a proper school!"

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