Sword of the Red Chamber from Heaven

Chapter 670 What Xue Ren saw and heard: Are there immortals in Kunlun?

"Force majeure?"

This was a statement that no one had ever heard before, so when Xue Ren said this, Baochai, Aunt Xue and others all looked at him.

"It's a long story, but it's nothing serious right now, so let me tell you about it!"

Xue Ren seemed to be quite shy about this matter, and his words were somewhat evasive.

But he seemed to have thought of something, so he sighed and continued speaking.

"Thanks to our ancestors' good deeds, the Xue family has become the Ziwei family. My eldest brother has managed the family business over the years and accumulated millions of taels of wealth. He has worked hard and I can see clearly that my father's decision was not wrong!"

In Xue Ren's generation, the head of the family arranged different paths for his two sons. The eldest son continued to do business, accumulate wealth, and maintain the glory of his ancestors, while the second son, Xue Ren, was arranged another path by him to prevent the family from falling into poverty in the future and being unable to turn things around.

If we only look at their generation, the old man's arrangement was not wrong, but when it came to Xue Pan, he was a dog son of a tiger father and accomplished nothing. Xue Ren did not seem to want to bring up these things again and stopped there.

"Over the years, I have traveled all over the country and seen many sights that ordinary people cannot see."

Then Xue Ren changed the subject and talked about other things.

“That was more than ten years ago.”

Xue Ren's gaze became somewhat distant, as if he was recalling an unforgettable event from the past.

"Back then, I collected Kunlun jade, snow lotus and other precious sacred objects in West Kunlun. Most of the things that the Xue family offered as sacrifices were found by me outside. My eldest brother may have mentioned it to my sister-in-law, or he may not have mentioned it, but it doesn't matter."

Aunt Xue nodded, as if she had some memory of this incident.

"The master mentioned that my uncle has been working hard all these years, and he also said that when we go to worship our father in the future, we should burn incense together, but..."

As if talking about her sad story, Aunt Xue's eyes became a little red. She was a widow in middle age, and she had spent countless efforts to raise several children in the past few years. Only she knew the pain involved.

"My condolences, sister-in-law!"

Xue Ren knew his elder brother's temper, and what he said was indeed like what he said. The two brothers got along well with each other. As long as he sent someone back home, all his expenses when he was away would be reimbursed, no matter if it was a few hundred taels, a few thousand taels, or even tens of thousands of taels, and he would not say a word.

  Compared with Xue Pan, their situations are completely different. For Xue Pan, the money would probably be dozens of taels, and his brothers would all ask where he spent it.

"Back then, when I was in West Kunlun, I heard from the locals that Kunlun was the residence of the gods on earth. There were gods living on the mountain, and those divine objects were the gods' private property. If they were stolen or robbed, the gods would be angry."

Hearing this, Xue Pan couldn't help but roll his eyes and didn't take it seriously. He never believed in gods or retribution.

But Aunt Xue couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She had complete faith in these gods and Buddhas.

"I've traveled a lot, so I didn't believe it at first. I just thought it was just a rumor spread by the locals! Later, I organized a group of people to go up the mountain to look for treasures, with dozens of guards."

"To be honest, the local people didn't dare to go there at first. It wasn't until I used silver to break a gap that some people were willing to go up the mountain. Now that I think about it, it's true that money makes the world go round!"

When Xue Pan heard about spending money, his eyes lit up. He couldn't do other things, but he could spend money!

"Uncle, how much money did you spend to make those roe deer willing to go up the mountain?"

Xue Pan thought, at most it would be a few dozen taels, right? Those people from the corners have never seen the world, and a few dozen taels of silver would probably be a sky-high price to them.

"Five hundred taels per person!"

Xue Ren narrowed his eyes, and his tone remained unchanged.

Xue Pan was stunned. Five hundred taels per person, and there were dozens of people in total. If you calculate it this way, wouldn't it be tens of thousands of taels of silver that were spent in one trip? At first, he thought that the only person in the Xue family who would spend money was his uncle Xue, but he didn't expect that his second uncle was also a person who didn't value money.

"Uncle, according to what you said, wouldn't it cost tens of thousands of taels of silver to go up the mountain?"

The Xue family is said to have a fortune of millions, but if you calculate it this way, after climbing a hundred times, the family will be broke???

"One trip costs about fifteen thousand taels of silver."

Xue Ren remained calm, as if the silver he was talking about was not silver.

Aunt Xue glanced at Xue Ren, and now she finally understood what the word "smash" Xue Ren had just said meant.

Isn’t it just smashing it?

Five hundred taels per person. If it were converted into copper coins, it would be more than enough to bury the person. But with five hundred taels, those from small families would probably go crazy.

Smashing like crazy.

"Second uncle, you are so generous!!"

Xue Pan was speechless for a moment because of Xue Ren's outrageous behavior. He couldn't afford to spend that much money to buy a woman, so his second uncle hired someone to go up the mountain.

“Are the locals really that afraid of that mountain??”

Baochai suddenly spoke up and said that money can make the devil work, but that only requires enough money. Those local people are the devils, and turning the mill means going up the mountain. Xue Ren spent a full five hundred taels to make those people lose their minds, which shows that the local people's fear of the mountain is engraved in their bones.

"good."

Xue Ren looked at Xue Baochai with some admiration. This was a good sentence. He didn't know whether it was saying that Baochai was meticulous and had a good insight into people's hearts, or whether it was saying that what she said was good.

"I would like to take this opportunity to tell you brothers and sisters a truth. If you can solve a problem with money, don't save it, because money needs to be circulated. Money that circulates is wealth. If it is a stagnant pool of water, it will be like eating up the mountain and the sunset will come."

"I spent nearly 100,000 taels in Kunlun that year, but the things I brought back were..."

At this point, Xue Ren couldn't help but look at Aunt Xue. He had sent most of the things back to the Xue family. Aunt Xue knew best how much they were worth.

"Those things have preserved Ziwei Sheren's reputation for three years."

When everyone heard this, they fell silent for a moment. Although they didn't know how much this title was worth, when they heard it from Aunt Xue's mouth, they suddenly felt that those things might be worth a sky-high price.

"Back then, the Jin family sent nearly 200,000 taels of red flowers to the palace, but they still couldn't get the title of Ziwei Sheren."

"Two hundred thousand taels?"

The other people in the room gasped. They all knew that business could make money, but two hundred thousand taels for one red flower was beyond their imagination.

Even Uncle Xue, who regarded money as dirt, was shocked and said, "Two hundred thousand taels through the back door, my god, has Uncle Xue been beaten stupid?"

Xue Ren nodded. High-risk freedom brings high returns, otherwise he would not have spent such a huge price.

"After that, something happened and the road over there was forced to be cut off. It was the third time we went up the mountain. We heard a loud noise from the top halfway up the mountain, like thunder or the roar of a wild animal. The ground was shaking at the time. We didn't dare to stay for long and went down the mountain immediately. On the way down the mountain, we saw a scene that we still remember vividly."

"It was a giant snow-white python over a hundred feet long. It was killed by a flash of sword light. The sword light continued to move forward, cutting off the top of a mountain."