Chapter 17 Jiang Wan’er and Ninth Master Uncle

Speaking of Jiang Han, since he has been called a lay disciple, he will naturally use this status to the extreme.

Now that I have come to the Heavenly Sword Sect, although I am revisiting the old place, my status is completely different.

He also came to Zangshu Pavilion with this sign.

The Library Pavilion is divided into three floors. On the second floor, only honorary disciples can enter, that is, some outstanding disciples are eligible to watch, and on the third floor, only elders and sect masters can enter. go in.

Naturally, they are all rare treasures.

However, the first level is open to ordinary disciples. Of course, most of the exercises are ordinary skills, and they are not classified as secret.

The rule of Zangshu Pavilion is that reading books cannot be taken outside, so many disciples took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to copy the books inside, intending to copy them down and practice hard when they go back.

“Identity card.” A sleepy-eyed elder said.

Jiang Han handed the signboard of lay disciples to the elder, the elder nodded, and he said: “Go, you understand the rules?”

“Yes, naturally I understand everything!” Jiang Han said pretending to be a fledgling student.

At this time, he also changed his clothes, and he looked very “immature”. If it weren’t for someone who knew him well, he would never have guessed that Jiang Han was an old fritter.

Sure enough, there are quite a lot of disciples here. Jiang Han browsed through the content casually, but he didn’t find any esoteric techniques.

Logically speaking, there should be several fragments of scrolls in this place.

“Look, aren’t these lay disciples outside?”

Several monks just passed by Jiang Han, and they all whispered.

“Yeah, I’m ashamed to come here to read, can he understand him…”

“It’s for pretending, most lay disciples are passionate It’s easy to become a martial artist, so there’s nothing worth caring about.”

“I heard that the rewards for this trial are very rich, so it’s no wonder that these disciples who usually don’t fart will come and get involved.”< br/>
“They are the green leaves, we are the flowers!”

Many disciples have already publicly ridiculed.

If Jiang Han was a teenager, it might be amazing.

But now, with forty years of experience, he feels very ridiculous.

If a sect is not tied to the same rope, so what if it is a tall building?

The foundation has become unstable, and it will collapse sooner or later.

It’s not that Jiang Han bad-mouthed them, but that he had a civilization of 5,000 years in his mind, and similar cases abound in this civilization.

After searching for half an hour, Jiang Han finally found a fragmented volume: “So that’s it!” This is also a skill book that focuses on flexibility. It must be known that Jiang Han’s most powerful weapon is the Moon Golden Wheel. Controlling it to kill the enemy also requires skill. Now this imperial weapon compendium can just make up for the details of the Demon Sect’s imperial weapon question.

So Jiang Han took the book and came to a seat, looking at it with gusto.

For the next few days, he spent all his time in the library. Taking this opportunity, he also wanted to strengthen himself as much as possible.

The experience summed up by the predecessors is at least useful.

One time, Jiang Han came out of the Library Pavilion, only to find a group of disciples surrounded by a wall, making mocking noises.

“This is the Ninth Master Uncle who combined with the demon girl…”

“Yes, he was supposed to be a member of the elders, but now he has fallen into this state , How pitiful…”

“It is said that Master Ninth Uncle turned out to be a disciple of Tianjiao, and also a genius.”

“Senior Brother, this is the Ninth Martial Uncle?” Jiang Han said to a disciple.

When the disciple looked at Jiang Han’s clothes, he immediately recognized Jiang Han as an outsider. He said disdainfully: “Associating with the demon girl, you deserve it.”

Jiang Han naturally also knows that the two factions of good and evil are incompatible, and if the two have feelings, they will be cast aside by people on both sides.

However, this Uncle Ninth Master Jiang Han also knows, because the lover of this Uncle Ninth Master is his aunt!

Jiang Han saw that the people around him looked disdainful, and he stepped forward to support Uncle Jiu.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu suddenly saw Jiang Han at this time. After all, he was Jiang Han’s biological aunt, so the eyebrows were somewhat similar, and Jiang Han himself was also very handsome.

“Wan’er?” Uncle Jiu was stunned, grabbed Jiang Han’s hand with his backhand and said.

Jiang Han hurriedly said: “Uncle Ninth Master, you have misunderstood the wrong person, I will take you back.”

“Oh, oh… Wan’er is a girl, You are rare…” Ninth Master Uncle murmured.

The people around also started laughing, the innermost words were similar to lunatics and neuropathy, although Master Ninth Uncle was their elder, but Uncle Ninth Master was spurned by his peers , Naturally, the juniors also look down on her.

According to the original history, Uncle Ninth’s death is approaching. During the annihilation battle of the Demon Sect, Uncle Ninth rescued the members of the Demon Sect, and then “killed relatives righteously” by Ye Chen.

But now he still looks like a confused little old man.

Jiang Han knew that this old man was trustworthy, so he took him back to a small cave.

The next door to this place is a cowshed, and Jiu Shishu’s house is also very dilapidated, but on the way back, Jiu Shishu has been watching Jiang Han, staring at him.

Trying to find some past memories in Jiang Han.

“Uncle, if my aunt sees you like this, how disappointed she will be.” Jiang Han poured a glass of wine, he took a sip, but quickly spit it out.

“Baigan mixed with water, Uncle, can you drink it?”

Hearing the word “Uncle”, Jiu Shishu’s hair stood on his head, His eyes widened, almost doubting his ears.

Did you hear me wrong? !

“What did you call me just now?” Uncle Jiu said with a trembling voice.

“You are my aunt Jiang Wan’er’s lover, so I call you uncle, is there something wrong?” Jiang Han grinned.

Uncle Jiu couldn’t bear it anymore, all the drunkenness in his mind dissipated in an instant, he looked at Jiang Han in disbelief: “You are… Jiang boy?”

“Yes, I still remember when I was young, my aunt often took me to the market. I saw you at that time, and my aunt bought me a bunch of candied haws, and then you peeked at it from a distance. , but at that time, Uncle, you were completely different from what you are now.” Jiang Han took out his own wine and poured a glass for Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu’s tears fell, he shook his head and said: “It’s all me, I failed to protect her well… My child, what are you doing in the Heavenly Sword Sect? Get out of here quickly, otherwise If they find out your true identity, you… you will definitely die!”

“If I am no longer here, the entire Demon Sect will definitely die.” Jiang Han sat down and said.

Uncle Ninth’s eyes widened: “What happened to the Demon Sect?”

“Of course you don’t know, uncle, my father died in that battle… “

(End of this chapter)