After bankruptcy, I relied on metaphysics to become a top wealthy family

Chapter 413 Past Events

"Boss Cang is in a very elegant mood."

Bai He's smiling words came out as she walked in. Sun Shi looked up, but saw that there was no smile on Miss Bai's face.

The stove was burning aged ebony agarwood with an elegant scent. The smoke was rising in curls, making the room seem real and unreal.

Cang Yingfeng didn’t know how old he was, but his taste was still stuck in the past.

Even his black clothes were changed to the neo-Chinese style to cater to this world.

Bai Zhi asked Cang Yingfeng about his origins countless times, but he just said he had forgotten and refused to say anything more.

In the past, Bai Zhi felt that asking too many questions was meaningless and stopped asking, but now, she was very curious.

Who was he before he died?

Cang Yingfeng raised his head slightly and glanced sideways at Bai Zhi, without stopping the action of pouring tea. Amid the sound of dripping water, he spoke.

"You came."

The tone was calm and familiar, like that of an old acquaintance.

Come to think of it, they are old acquaintances.

After all, Baizhi has been taking away a lot of things from warehouses all over the world since hundreds of years ago.

As for Cang Yingfeng, he always responds to requests.

Sun Shi looked at the atmosphere and quietly retreated to the door.

Bai Zhi sat down on the chair opposite Cang Yingfeng without any hesitation and handed him a cup of tea.

"Your favorite is the Lushan Cloud Mist, the one on the tip, which only produces one pound a year."

Bai Zhi raised her eyebrows slightly: "You still remember."

She had a picky taste and in the past she only drank the top-quality Lushan Yunwu, of which only one pound was produced each year. After Cang Yingfeng found out, he kept a watchful eye for it and brought it to her every year.

There was no way to tell what expression Cang Yingfeng had beneath his mask, but the air inexplicably felt like a blade.

He fiddled with the tea set delicately, without any nonsense, and got straight to the point.

"I have something for you."

Bai Zhi took a sip of tea, the fragrance lingering in her mouth.

"what?"

Cang Yingfeng put down the teacup gently without making any sound.

His demeanor and gestures all indicate that this person's background must have been good.

Bai Zhi observed his every move with rare interest, her eyes full of interest.

I don’t know if Cang Yingfeng knew Bai Zhi was watching, but his movements became more graceful, like a peacock spreading its tail.

Bai Zhi's lips curled up slightly, and she felt like laughing.

This person has never uttered a single word from his lips until now, but he is always saying fancy things.

At this moment, the box next to it opened, and Cang Yingfeng took out a small thing from it, which was very inconspicuous.

Bai Zhi looked up in the direction of his movements, and with just one glance, she almost dropped the cup in her hand.

"How come you have this thing!"

Bai Zhi stood up suddenly, her eyes full of shock and confusion.

Cang Yingfeng lifted up the thing slightly and saw that it was a small key, very inconspicuous and looked quite broken.

His hand paused for a moment, but no one noticed.

Bai Zhi stared at the small key without moving her eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"I asked you where this thing came from!"

Cang Yingfeng smiled faintly and explained.

"I got it by accident."

Bai Zhi's face was full of grimace.

This thing is a thousand-year-old object.

It was something given by her senior brother Zhang Yingfeng, who had taught her since she was a child when she entered the mountain gate!

Seeing Bai Zhi's unhappy expression, Cang Yingfeng added: "It's a dead person's thing, why do you care so much about it?"

Bai Zhi glared at him and said harshly, "You don't deserve that."

Cang Yingfeng's body stiffened slightly, and he pursed his lips and said, "Tianxia Cang has rare treasures in the world. This is also an accidental acquisition. I don't know who it belongs to. Why do you care so much about it?"

Bai Zhi heard that Cang Yingfeng's tone did not sound like he was lying, and her expression calmed down slightly.

She was venting her anger on others, but it was totally unreasonable.

She sighed secretly and sat down: "It's my relatives' things."

Cang Yingfeng's originally relaxed posture stiffened for a moment, and his tone also became a little stiff.

"Relatives?"

Bai Zhi nodded: "My relatives who raised and taught me since I was a child."

Zhang Yingfeng, the most modest young man in the Taoist sect, is as gentle as the breeze and the bright moon, and as beautiful as jade.

Bai Zhi entered the mountain gate at the age of ten and was the first female disciple of Ziying Mountain. After she became his disciple, her master happened to be in seclusion and left the young girl to the care of the oldest senior brother Zhang Yingfeng.

Cang Yingfeng asked in a somewhat strange tone: "What kind of person is he?"

Bai Zhi recalled the past and felt that it was so long ago, but that person's face was extremely clear.

Delicate, handsome, and serious.

She chuckled and spoke a few more words, which was rare.

"Old-fashioned, dull, very rule-abiding, and very rigid, which makes people hate him."

The most slaps she received in her life were from Zhang Yingfeng.

"Then do you still treat him as a relative?" Cang Yingfeng ordered and poured the tea in one go, and asked with seeming interest.

Bai Zhi looked at the taciturn person in front of her, who rarely spoke much, and she also wanted to chat with him.

"Well, he is annoying. He slapped my hands, forced me to practice, and made me face the wall to reflect on my mistakes."

Bai Zhi paused, and then continued, "But he secretly brought me food, protected me openly and secretly, brought me medicine, and taught those brothers who bullied me because I was younger. If I casually asked for something, he would appear at my table the next day."

Bai Zhi seemed to sigh: "He raised me."

Cang Yingfeng listened without saying anything, and no expression could be seen on his face behind the mask.

When Bai Zhi thought of that person, she still felt extremely uncomfortable.

It was rumored that Zhang Yingfeng was dead, but his body was never found.

At that time, Bai Zhi and Zhang Yingfeng both realized the immortal bones, but Zhang Yingfeng's immortal bones did disappear from the spiritual formation in the mountains.

There was quite a commotion at the time.

Everyone said that Zi Yingshan had lost a genius, but they soon shut up.

Because his uncle Taoist master Youshen, who had been in seclusion for ten years, came out of the mountain and realized the immortal bones. He became an existence like Baizhi, overlooking the human world.

Bai Zhi narrowed her eyes and looked at the small key in Cang Yingfeng's hand again.

"You said you would give me this?"

Cang Yingfeng was also brought back to his senses by these words.

"Yes, for you."

"why?"

"Because you need it."

Bai Zhi was stunned: "I need it?"

Cang Yingfeng nodded.

"This is the key to the Sun and Moon Divine Disk."

Bai Zhi suddenly froze.

This is the key to the Sun and Moon Divine Disk!

It’s here!