Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2518 Secret

Ji Jiashu followed Song Zhai to a small building next to it and then entered a room that looked like a study.

He noticed that although the room was full of books, they were all books for entertainment, such as local county chronicles and drama legends. The layout of the room was very leisurely and relaxed, and Song Zhai's casual clothes were draped on the back of the chair next to the desk.

It can be seen that this is not the study room where Song Zhai usually handles official business, but a place for entertainment and relaxation.

Ji Jiashu noticed that there was something next to the desk that didn't fit in with the furnishings in the room. It was a small charcoal stove for decocting medicine, with medicine pots and a fan on it.

These utensils looked like they had not been used for a long time. Although they seemed to be cleaned regularly, they were covered with fine dust.

Song Zhai noticed Ji Jiashu's gaze, turned around to look at him, and gave a very faint smile.

Ji Jiashu was a little embarrassed and could only take the initiative to speak, "This is..."

"You probably have guessed it," Song Zhai smiled, bending down and taking out a small box from the drawer under the desk, "Baoyue is living in the same place where Shubai spent his confinement period."

"When Shubai comes, I will live in this small courtyard next to it," Song Zhai glanced at the small charcoal stove next to the desk, "Sometimes she needs to take tonic medicine at night, and I will boil some for her."

Logically speaking, the last time Dasi Ming was pregnant was at least more than ten years ago, but this house still looked like someone often lived there.

Ji Jiashu didn't know what to say.

The more I know about the relationships between these elders, the weirder they seem. No matter how I evaluate them, they seem offensive.

After all, Da Siming and his father have that kind of relationship.

Lin Shubai was pregnant with his father's child during the middle Tang Dynasty...

Help……

Thinking of this, Ji Jiashu felt even weirder and was so embarrassed that he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

"Haha," Song Zhai laughed, "I know what you're thinking. It's strange to take care of a woman who's pregnant with another man's child, right?"

“No, no, no,” Ji Jiashu shook his head awkwardly, “Junior…Junior…”

"It's okay, I don't mind what others think," Song Zhai still smiled, "Besides, you don't mean any harm."

"You've grown up," Song Zhai looked Ji Jiashu up and down, "You've changed a lot, but there are also many things that haven't changed."

Compared with the silent little boy who followed Ji Mo back then, the young man in front of him had become much calmer and more resolute, with traces of wind and sand on his face, hands and feet.

Only his eyes remained upright and clear, like a gem that was polished by time but remained unchanged, and only became more and more radiant.

"You and your father really don't look alike," Song Zhai held his chin and pondered, "Is it that two negatives equal a positive?"

Ji Jiashu opened his eyes wide and was about to ask what this meant, but unexpectedly Song Zhai looked apologetic, "Sorry, I just said something wrong."

"It is really not right to judge parents in front of their children."

Well, that doesn't seem to be a good thing.

Ji Jiashu was a little embarrassed, but also very curious, "Have you known my father for a long time?"

"It's been a long time, but I'm not familiar with him," Song Zhai smiled, "I only know him indirectly through Shu Bai, and the rest is just a business relationship."

really.

Ji Jiashu finally understood why Song Zhai gave him a different feeling when he mentioned his father than when he mentioned other elders.

Because Song Zhai is a bystander.

Unlike Lin Wangong or Xu Canghai, who had deep grudges against his father, Ji Jiashu hardly dared to mention his father in front of these two people.

But Song Zhai is different. Maybe it’s because of his relatively low realm, but Song Zhai gives people a very amiable feeling, as if you can talk to him about anything.

Ji Jiashu knew that Song Zhai was not as harmless as he appeared to be. As an extremely smart man, he knew how to make the person he was talking to let down his guard. If he was not careful, he could easily get the secrets out of him.

But Ji Jiashu couldn't help but speak.

"Senior, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Song Zhai wanted to talk to him alone rather than to cure him. Song Zhai was a little surprised. He lowered his head and took out a pill from the box in his hand, "Take it. It's good for your health."

Ji Jiashu glanced at the black pill in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and swallowed it.

The pill dissolved in his stomach, and he immediately felt a warm current rising from his dantian. Ji Jiashu immediately closed his eyes and regulated his breathing. The meridians and bones that had been aching before were nourished by the warm current, and his limbs and bones felt much more relaxed.

After a moment he opened his eyes, showing surprise.

Song Zhai smiled, "You are not afraid at all that I gave you poison."

Although he realized it late, Ji Jiashu already understood that this was an extremely rare elixir, and he didn't know how many precious medicinal materials were used in it.

"If you want to harm me, you have more ways to do it," he smiled, "Baoyue believes in you, and I believe in Baoyue."

"You are such an open-minded kid," Song Zhai stretched out his hand to touch Ji Jiashu's pulse, "Your physical weakness is not as serious as Baoyue's. It's just that you have been pushing yourself too hard in the past one or two months. Let Huayan give you acupuncture to clear up your meridians tomorrow."

"Then Baoyue..."

"She has always been good at pushing herself," Song Zhai sighed, "Her body is not as strong as before. It's lucky that she has that foreign object, otherwise she would have collapsed halfway."

"foreign body?"

Ji Jiashu was startled. "What did you say?"

"Don't you know?" Song Zhai raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems to be a secret between her and Zhao Huajun."

"I guess that's probably part of the Azure Dragon God's soul."

"The soul of the Azure Dragon God?" Ji Jiashu was so shocked that he couldn't speak. "That is..."

"Can the spirit of a god also split?"

"Before, I thought that the only precedent among the gods was Teng Snake," Song Zhai said, "but I didn't expect that the Azure Dragon God was the earliest one. It's just that..."

"Just what?" Ji Jiashu became nervous.

"The Teng Snake's wings were taken away. It was probably Yun Zhongjun's doing. The Zen temple has an evil technique that can split the soul." Song Zhai's eyes became deep. "But who split the soul of the Azure Dragon God?"

"Isn't it Shao Siming?" Ji Jiashu felt a little nervous.

"I know Baoyue very well. She won't do that."

Song Zhai narrowed his eyes. Although Lin Baoyue had not told him explicitly, he had already guessed how she had sealed the Azure Dragon God.

"Even if she can seal the gods, she will never separate the gods' souls."

Tearing apart a living being's soul is an extremely cruel thing. Even if Lin Baoyue wanted to save Li Ji's life, she would never harm a god unless it was absolutely necessary.

So who tore apart the soul of the Azure Dragon in Ying Baoyue's body?

Song Zhai glanced at Ji Jiashu, and Ji Jiashu's heart beat violently.

"Could it be that..."

He was about to speak when he noticed that Song Zhai's expression suddenly changed.

Song Zhai raised a hand and made a gesture to Ji Jiashu to keep quiet.

He looked towards the door, "Looks like we have a guest."

A gust of wind blew and the door flew open.

Ji Jiashu turned around with a start and saw a familiar figure in blue standing by the door.

"Li Ji" was standing outside the door, watching them quietly.

(End of this chapter)