Chapter 165

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Chapter 165: The Meaning of Chu Jiang

After thinking for a while, Chu Jiang said, "My name is Chu Jiang."

"Don’t sing the ancient tunes of the south, it’s hard to invite grievances. Chu Jiang, immersed in sorrow?" The young lady recited a poem, "It’s actually a good name. So, will you agree to be my servant?"

Chu Jiang shook his head, "I want to see the elderly gentleman. There are some things that only the two of us can discuss clearly."

The servant girl next to him laughed, "You want to see the elderly gentleman? Last time, the powerful general who holds an army came to see us, waited for three days and three nights without being able to meet the elderly gentleman, and yet you think you’re worthy?"

Chu Jiang didn’t pay attention to her and just looked at the young lady.

The young lady shook her head slightly, "Even if you are from out of town, you must have heard of the old master’s reputation. He is not someone ordinary people can see, especially since he has retired in recent years, leaving the family affairs to the younger generation."

"If you really want to see him, wait until the birthday banquet three days from now to discuss it."

After saying that, the young lady walked away, "Come see me when you’re dressed."

The servant hurriedly followed, without looking back, she said, "Wait here, I’ll bring your clothes."

Chu Jiang remained expressionless. To tell the truth, he didn’t plan to do as the other party suggested.

But as soon as his feet touched the ground, the young lady turned back, "I know you are the Ghost Master, but you need to understand that the last thing Lin Mansion lacks is a Ghost Master."

"If you dare to cause trouble here, I will eliminate you directly. Don’t doubt my abilities."

As she spoke, a ghost silently appeared on the young lady’s back. It was a nude female ghost with red threads wrapped around her body. It also turned its head to look at Chu Jiang.

With this look, Chu Jiang suddenly realized that his body was already wrapped in sinister red threads.

The sinister ghost gently pulled, and countless wounds were cut open on Chu Jiang’s body, with blood quickly seeping out of the wounds.

At this moment, if Chu Jiang dared to move, he would be torn apart into countless pieces of flesh, not even a whole body would be left.

"Interesting," Chu Jiang muttered to himself as his hands silently transformed into dark and lifeless dried palms, resembling a corpse.

This strange transformation made even the young lady widen her eyes slightly.

Chu Jiang gripped the red thread on his body, as if triggering the ghost’s rule of killing, it immediately began to pull the thread to kill.

But something mysterious happened: Chu Jiang was not dismembered; his hands firmly gripped the red thread, and with a twist, he broke a handful of this invisible thing.

Soon, all the red thread on Chu Jiang’s body was torn apart, and the ghost just stared at him in silence, motionless.

It was natural that this was not the end, but rather the young lady controlling the ghost within her stopped moving.

"Chu Jiang… Is that the meaning of your name? It seems like I’ve been disrespectful."

The young lady turned around and gracefully greeted, "Miss Lin Mohua, the eldest daughter of the Lin family, it’s a pleasure to meet you."

To tell the truth, not only Chu Jiang, but even Xiao Yu, the maid, couldn’t believe the change in Lin Mohua’s attitude.

Of course, the maid’s expression showed no emotions whatsoever. Even when surprised, it was like a poorly performed act.

To be more precise, it seemed like a dead person trying their best to act alive.

"Xiao Yu, go fetch some nicer clothes. This is a guest, so we have to treat them well."

The maid acknowledged and quickly left.

Lin Mohua, on the other hand, continued to gaze at Chu Jiang, as if she really wanted to know why he had come.

"What did you mean earlier? What’s the matter with the name Chu Jiang?"

Chu Jiang could tell that the other person changed their attitude all of a sudden after seeing his hands transform, as if they were someone important.

This made Chu Jiang start to doubt his origins, and even question if there was something wrong with his name.

Right, his mother once mentioned that when she found him at the hospital, there was a tag in his swaddle with his name on it.

Chu Jiang always thought that it should be written as "Chu Jiang" by itself, not with the character "Jiang".

Otherwise, it wouldn’t make sense for his biological father to have the surname Chu, while the man who adopted him also happened to have the surname Chu, right?

But now, it seems like there is a possibility of that…

As for the meaning of this name, when Chu Jiang was studying, he once thought it was taken from Tang and Song Dynasty poems, like Li Bai’s "Looking at Tianmen Mountain", "Tianmen breaks, Chu Jiang opens. The green water flows east and returns here."

For example, in Wu Wenying’s "Zaolanxiang Lin Zhongyu Huai’an at Noon," the part that Lin Mohua recited before was from this poem.

Now, looking at it, it seems like it’s not that simple…

Facing Chu Jiang’s question, Lin Mohua was a bit surprised. "You don’t know?"

Chu Jiang shook his head. "There’s no need to pretend to be ignorant."

Lin Mohua was momentarily unsure of what to say. "If you don’t know, then it’s possible that your family doesn’t want you to know yet."

"I shouldn’t overstep, so if you want to know more, you should ask your relatives."

Chu Jiang frowned. "I was adopted by my family, they don’t know anything either."

"Well…" Lin Mohua shook her head. "Then you should go ask the old master. I can’t make the decision for you, but you can meet him in three days."

"Do I really have to wait three days?" Chu Jiang didn’t want to wait that long.

"You can try to see him now, but chances are he won’t pay any attention to you."

Could it be that they are dealing with the Black Sun? No time? Even if he’s an S-class ghost, it’s probably not easy to handle for that Mr. Lin.

Thinking about the trouble he caused himself, Chu Jiang nodded and agreed, "Then three days later, I will stay here with you for a few days."

Although Chu Jiang said that, he still couldn’t understand what this Ghost Domain was, and what the "people" in this Ghost Domain were all about.

If these people really lived during the Republican era and are still alive, they would be close to a hundred and fifty years old. The older ones might even be over two hundred years old.

Can ordinary people really live that long? Even a maid can live for such a long time?

Chu Jiang really wanted to ask Lin Mohua if she knew, she might already be dead.

But he thought better of it, in case the other person found out the truth and completely lost their humanity, turning into a vengeful ghost. That would definitely cause trouble for Chu Jiang.

Suddenly, Chu Jiang remembered something. He seemed to have seen this "Ink Painting" among the many tablets in the Lin Ancestral Hall.

According to normal customs, this was not normal. Only male descendants and their legal wives had the right to enter the ancestral hall. Female descendants, on the other hand, were married off and considered outsiders. Traditionally, they wouldn’t have this privilege.

But that’s not important. The key point is, Lin Mohua really might be a dead person…