Chapter 776: Chapter 756: The Incident Caused by the Water Spirit Flute
"Ah?" Jimo Kong, upon hearing Luo Qianqian’s words, remained skeptical and immediately grabbed his tools and headed over.
Jimo Cheng, on the other hand, believed her and did not even glance in the direction Old Master Jimo had gone, "Which is the best one?"
Luo Qianqian blinked, "How about Brother guesses from these three?"
A smile appeared on Jimo Cheng’s face, "Alright."
"This one, this one, this one." Luo Qianqian casually pointed to three Gambling Stones lined up next to her, each about half a person tall.
Jimo Cheng looked them over, knowing it was all guesswork, he pointed at random: "Is it this one?" He pointed to the one closest to him.
Luo Qianqian shook her head with a smile.
Jimo Cheng pointed to the middle one, "Then it must be this one."
Luo Qianqian waved her hands, "Haha, luckily Brother doesn’t need to rely on this to get rich."
Jimo Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Seeing you ’commanding with ease, as if each inch of land produced a thousand households of wealth’, Brother can only say, he’ll have to rely on Little Sister in the future."
Luo Qianqian generously waved her hand, "Not at all."
But the smile in her eyes remained unchanged, while Jimo Cheng still frowned, looking left and right, tapping here, shining a flashlight there, tapping again, shining again.
"Grandpa, why not come and look at this stone to know its authenticity?" Jimo Cheng looked helplessly at the stubborn old man refusing to give up, why was he so stubborn?
Jimo Kong walked over with a frown, took his tools, and casually handed paper and pen to Luo Qianqian, "Apart from this one, record the numbers of the others that could produce green."
As he spoke, he looked at Jimo Cheng, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and move this one."
Jimo Cheng was momentarily startled, then somewhat speechless; with so many people outside, why was it up to him to do the heavy lifting?
"By the way, Qianqian, can any of these produce a Jade Flute?" Jimo Kong pointed at the Gambling Stone Jimo Cheng was moving off the display.
Luo Qianqian turned around, surprised, "I don’t know..."
She only knew if there was jade or not; if she knew everything, she might as well change her name to Half-immortal Luo, right?
Jimo Kong was also taken aback by her answer, then smiled and shook his head; indeed, if she knew everything, wouldn’t she be a deity?
After finishing, she handed the paper and pen to Jimo Kong, "Grandpa Kong, is it okay to leave so many useless stones here?"
"Where else would we put them?" Jimo Kong answered with a look of exasperation, "We bought them to make money, after all. If we knew which had jade and which didn’t, what would be the point?"
Luo Qianqian nodded; indeed, she was finding it uninteresting herself.
"Did you follow any order here?" Jimo Kong asked while looking at the stones, clearly not arranged in a row, some were even staggered.
Luo Qianqian nodded slightly, "From good to poor, roughly in that order."
Jimo Kong nodded, packed the paper, and stored it in his chest pocket; he looked at the Gambling Stone at Jimo Cheng’s feet and nodded, "Leaving too early isn’t good for explanations, and there is nothing to do here anymore."
Luo Qianqian blinked, "But Grandpa Kong, haven’t you yet given me a lesson?"
"Now? Your Jade Flute still..."
Luo Qianqian chuckled, "No need, no need, just let me see the Water Spirit Flute, I’ve only heard the name and have yet to see its.. what’s wrong?" Luo Qianqian saw Jimo Kong’s suddenly strange expression and furrowed her brows.
Jimo Cheng also frowned, "Even I don’t know what that’s called; Grandpa always refers to it as ’the broken flute’..."
Luo Qianqian was startled; she knew it was because of Jimo Xiao.
"That’s right." Jimo Kong’s face took on a puzzled and solemn look, "So, Jin Yuee, how did you know?"
As she spoke, the person was already approaching Luo Qianqian, her expression full of an icy chill, as if she was eager to eliminate Luo Qianqian right away.
Jimo Cheng instinctively shielded Luo Qianqian behind him, "Grandpa!"
Upon seeing Jimo Cheng, although the malice in Jimo Kong’s eyes lessened somewhat, it still brimmed with coldness.
Shielded by Jimo Cheng, Luo Qianqian was taken aback, was there something wrong with that name?
"Jin Yue?" Although Jimo Cheng was protecting Luo Qianqian for fear of her being hurt by Jimo Kong, his face was filled with confusion, "How do you know that name? Speak quickly, don’t let grandpa misunderstand you."
Luo Qianqian was stunned for a moment, "An old man named Jimo Xiao told me."
Jimo Kong was taken aback, and the next second, he forcefully pulled Jimo Cheng away, the strength of his tug was so great that even the young and strong Jimo Cheng was flung aside.
"Where did you see him? When did you see him?"
Luo Qianqian, seeing Jimo Kong’s reaction, was also somewhat dumbstruck, opening and closing her mouth without uttering a word.
Fortunately, even though Jimo Cheng had been cast aside, his reaction was extremely swift, he immediately got up and grabbed Jimo Kong’s arm, "Grandpa, let Jin Yue sit down and tell you slowly."
But Luo Qianqian had a troubled look on her face, how was she supposed to explain?
After thinking it over, she suddenly had an idea, pulling the small Kitty cat from her bag, "This was given to me by the old man."
Jimo Kong was taken aback, then relaxed and took the small Kitty charm, examining it closely before nodding, "Indeed, it is handiwork of the elder."
After finishing, he handed it back to Luo Qianqian, his face displaying a relaxed demeanor, "Did you see him recently?"
Luo Qianqian, startled, had seen him yesterday... She nodded.
"After so many years of not seeing him, I didn’t expect that he was indeed still alive." Jimo Kong was overwhelmed with emotion, tears streaking down his face, "If it was him who knew the name of the Water Spirit Flute, it’s not surprising at all."
Luo Qianqian looked confused, "The old man said that you, Grandpa Kong, were the one he learned to play the flute from..."
"Correct, that’s my grandpa." Jimo Kong smiled at Luo Qianqian, "How is the old man doing?"
Luo Qianqian thought for a moment and nodded, "He’s quite hale, just a bit bad-tempered." It was just like the difference in treatment she received before and after revealing her identity... it was like night and day.
"He can’t meet us, can he?" Jimo Kong, although excited at first, calmed down and realized that if contact could have been made, there wouldn’t have been so many years of silence.
Luo Qianqian hesitated for a moment, then nodded again.
"Can you still see him?" Jimo Kong looked hopeful.
Luo Qianqian felt uneasy, but after a moment, she didn’t want to disappoint Old Master Jimo, so she nodded, "I should be able to."
"We can’t see him, can we?" Jimo Kong asked again.
Luo Qianqian nodded, that was likely the case, right? She, too, had never asked those people such questions and never thought about bringing anyone with her; after all, she always felt that telling normal people about it would make her seem like a lunatic.
Jimo Cheng, however, frowned at the side. He knew everything about Luo Qianqian’s time at school, leaving only the times she was at the dorm or at home, but he had never heard of Luo Qianqian going anywhere alone.
If it was said that his great-grandfather was at the Luo Family or in the girls’ dormitory, that was simply impossible.
"Next time you see him, can you tell me, so I can bring something for the elder?" Jimo Kong asked again.
Luo Qianqian paused, "I don’t know when that will be..." She was well aware that she couldn’t reveal the specific times she went there to anyone; otherwise, if she were to be followed, there would be no way to explain.
"Mmhmm, no rush, no rush..." Jimo Kong said with a laugh, his face streaming with tears, "It’s such good news that my grandpa is still alive."
Yet, Jimo Cheng had a look of sorrow on his face, his grandpa was alive, his father’s grandpa was alive, his grandpa’s grandpa was still alive, but his dad was no longer here...
