I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 583 - 583 582. A woman three years older embracing a gold

Chapter 583: 582. A woman three years older, embracing a gold brick_1 Chapter 583: 582. A woman three years older, embracing a gold brick_1 “I haven’t heard that name in a long time,”

Tang Yu said in a low voice, looking at the dishes on the plate.

“Actually, I’m not clear either. My grandmother once told me that the abilities inherited by our family are not unique, and other people also have similar ones, but I’ve never met anyone with them from childhood to adulthood.”

“May I ask your grandmother’s name?”

Lu Ban did some calculations, Tang Yu’s grandmother probably wasn’t Tang Que, at least a descendant of Tang Que, and indeed the answer turned out to be a name Lu Ban had never heard before.

“Is there a person named Tang Que in your family?”

“Tang Que… she was my great-great-aunt, we usually call her Great-Grandmother. Our family has always maintained the tradition of matrilocal marriage, that’s why the Tang family surname has been preserved. My grandmother is my mother’s mother. Great-Grandmother originally had a fiancé, but he died in the war, and she never married. I only met her once when I was a child, very elegant and kind,”

Tang Yu recalled.

“Later, she lived until over ninety years before she passed away, and she died peacefully,”

Lu Ban sighed somewhat.

It’s unknown what expression Tang Yu would have knowing her great-great-aunt could punch ten Qin Tiantians to death.

Lu Ban also knew that a doctor like Tang Que, in that era, would certainly have gone to university and studied abroad, born into a prominent family; it’s normal for her to be cultivated. Such a person, when old, would also be an elegant old lady rather than an old villain.

Through video footage, Lu Ban also knew about their role in inheriting the Mysterious Monarch’s position and stabilizing the seal, which normally, a person wanting to support a seal could only do so for a maximum of ten years.

But they were several people sharing the burden, and moreover, after that, Fang Geng’s seal had been strictly locked, preventing pollution from leaking out.

This was why Tang Que could live for so long.

Unfortunately, the years were still too long.

Lu Ban, after all, had not been able to see Tang Que on her deathbed.

“Since I was young, my grandmother taught me the related techniques of the Corpse-sewing Craftsman. My mom was against it at first, but in the end, she let me learn a little for self-defense. I didn’t use it much for self-defense, but it came in handy in medicine. Now, if there’s some hidden injury, I can feel it with a touch,”

Tang Yu said.

“Great-Grandmother told me some things about the Nine Streams, but I was too young at the time and don’t remember much. I might have to go back and ask my mom.”

“That’s great. We can go and ask your mother later,”

Lu Ban said excitedly.

“Eh?”

Tang Yu hadn’t expected Lu Ban’s initiative to be so high.

But Lu Ban’s words had sparked curiosity in Tang Yu about her ancestors, making her want to know more.

After the meal, without lingering, Tang Yu drove Lu Ban back to her home.

She’s a local from Jiangcheng, living with her parents.

“Oh right, my parents are attending a union activity today; they might be back late,”

Tang Yu suddenly remembered as she took the keys to unlock the door to her house.

“Then, is it not so good for me to be here?”

Lu Ban asked.

Generally speaking, when a girl tells you that her parents aren’t home, boys should be on alert.

Lu Ban naturally kept his guard up.

“It’s fine, they’ll be back soon, probably just in ten minutes or so,”

Tang Que waved her hand, turned on the lights, and told Lu Ban to sit down before pouring two glasses of water.

“I’ll go look for my grandmother’s belongings. I’ve been busy sorting her affairs recently and just brought them home,”

Lu Ban sat in the living room, took a sip of water,

He saw Tang Yu rummaging through the study, where there were many boxes and iron boxes.

Iron boxes were those old-fashioned biscuit tins that older people loved to use, filled with letters, documents, and photos.

Several boxes contained a few decades of Tang Que’s life.

Is it a lot? Not much.

Is it too little? Actually quite a bit.

Tang Yu searched for a long time, sometimes pausing to read carefully.

At that moment, Lu Ban heard the sound of the front door being unlocked with a key.

He looked over.

Tang Yu’s parents happened to come back, catching sight of Lu Ban waiting on the living room couch.

“Who are you?”

The pairing of her parents was quite interesting.

Mother looked as spirited as Tang Yu, while father was more bookish, wearing glasses, clearly an academic.

“Auntie, Uncle, hello, my name is Lu Ban, and I came here with Tang Yu.”

Lu Ban greeted them cordially.

The two retired seniors were taken aback, then quickly realized what was happening.

“Oh, so you’re Little Yu’s friend, sit down, sit down. We’ve just come back from a union-organized party. Would you like something to drink?”

Tang Yu’s mother immediately invited, then asked her husband to fetch tea and water.

“What are you waiting for? Go pour some tea.”

“There’s no need, Auntie, I have some boiled water here.”

Lu Ban replied.

He watched as Tang Yu’s mother put down the tote bag she was carrying, sat next to the couch, and eyed him up and down.

The more she looked, the broader her smile became.

“How long have you known Little Yu?”

She asked.

“We just met yesterday.”

Lu Ban answered truthfully.

“Yesterday? Oh, that’s fine. Our Little Yu is just like that, decisive. When I met her dad, it also only took a few days before he was won over.”

“Won over?”

Lu Ban suddenly felt sympathy for the refined elderly gentleman.

“How old are you?”

Tang Yu’s mother continued to inquire.

“I’m twenty-four this year.”

Lu Ban replied honestly once again.

“Three years younger than our Little Yu, that’s nice. ‘An older woman with a younger man is like finding a gold brick.'”

The smile on Tang Yu’s mother’s face grew even more pronounced as she spoke again.

“So, what do you do for a living?”

“Director, I make some movies and also act in them.”

Lu Ban responded with the truth for the third time.

“Wow, that’s really impressive. How did our Little Yu meet you?”

Tang Yu’s mother kept probing, but upon hearing the noise outside, Tang Yu poked her head in.

“Mom, what are you asking nonsense for? It’s not what you’re thinking.”

She returned to the living room holding a stack of letters.

“And you, you’re even playing along with my mom’s questioning.”

Tang Yu glanced at Lu Ban.

“Hm?”

Lu Ban felt that he was just answering the aunt’s questions; how did that become playing along?

The real acting, Miss Tang Yu was probably unfamiliar with.

“These are some letters exchanged between my grandma and her friends. Could you look through them to see if there are any clues about the ‘Inheritors of the Ninth River’?”

She handed the letters to Lu Ban.

“Inheritors of the Ninth River?”

Upon hearing this, Tang Yu’s mother looked at Lu Ban and then at Tang Yu.

“He knows about Nine Streams and is curious about our great-grandmother’s affairs. Mom, you should be familiar with her; can you tell us?”

Tang Yu said.

It was now her mother’s turn to be totally baffled.

Lu Ban listened to Tang Yu’s mother talk about Tang Que while scanning the letters.

Soon, he came across a familiar name.

Seventh Master.

He glanced at the address; Yannan University Archaeology Department.

Good heavens, the Seventh Master had really gotten into archaeology.