Sacrificial Artifact System: From Bell-ringer to the Ancestral Patriarch of the Sect novel Chapter 268

Chapter 268: Chapter 194: Demon Lord (Request for Monthly Ticket)_3

"Master, it’s not that... It’s about Wen Wan’s background... If I tell you, you definitely won’t believe it."

Yang Fan said hurriedly.

"What background could she have? That Wen Wan looks clearly like an ordinary person..."

Li Qian was a bit puzzled by his young disciple’s reaction.

Isn’t it just another daughter?

"Master, I have never met this Wen Wan."

Yang Fan shook his head.

"Eh... You’re saying that girl is not your daughter?"

Li Qian asked in surprise.

"But, disciple has seen this Wen Wan elsewhere..."

Yang Fan took a deep breath.

"Eh... Yang Fan, are you playing tricks on me?"

Li Qian stated with a displeased face, "Then tell me where have you seen her before?"

First you said you’ve never seen her, now you’re saying you’ve seen her elsewhere... Isn’t that contradictory?

"Master, I saw Wen Wan in a dream, probably over twenty years ago, there was a period when I had the same dream every day, dreaming of that Wen Wan..."

Yang Fan gave a wry smile.

Later, he never had that dream again. For a time, he was lovesick over the Wen Wan in his dream, and it took a long time for him to get over it, then he started wandering the Human World, frequenting various pleasure houses.

"More than twenty years ago, in a dream..."

Li Qian’s expression went cold, "Nonsense, are you making up stories to deceive me?"

"Master, disciple is not lying to you, really... I also don’t know what’s going on..."

Yang Fan said hurriedly.

As he spoke, he suddenly ran out of the house, and before long, he had run back in, holding a scroll in his hand, and he unrolled it.

"Master, this is my impression of Wen Wan from my dream, I drew it myself."

Yang Fan said.

"You say you’ve only seen her in a dream twenty years ago... Why then does the girl only look six or seven years old?"

Li Qian looked at the girl in the drawing, who looked very much like the plain-clothed woman who came to Chen Bell Platform before, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Master, disciple also doesn’t know."

Yang Fan found this especially absurd.

The woman from the dreams came to reality, with a six or seven-year-old daughter in tow.

Twenty-odd years ago, he was already a Heavenly Person; he couldn’t possibly mix up reality and dreams.

"Then you go and ask your daughter."

Li Qian waved his hand.

Should he believe it or not?

Although this younger disciple was wild and unrestrained, he wouldn’t go to the extent of making up such an absurd reason to lie to him.

"Yes, Master."

Yang Fan left the Bell Tower and looked at the girl eating in front of him, "What’s your name?"

"Dad, my name is Yang Lian."

The little girl said in a very sweet tone.

"Where’s your mother?"

"Dad, you’ve already asked me this."

"Eh... Why did your mother leave?"

"Mom said she has things to do, and she can’t take care of me for the time being."

"Where did your mother go?"

"Mom didn’t say."

"Where did you guys live before?" _{ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com}

"On a very pretty island, just me and mom... She often told me about daddy..."

"A very pretty island?"