After Rebirth, My Fiancé Helps Me Avenge the Wicked Scum-Chapter 1046 - 1045: What Are You Doing at My House?

Chapter 1045: Why Are You at My House

"Don’t worry." He took out an Invisibility Talisman: "Stick it on, and they won’t see us."

Mengyu had never used an Invisibility Talisman before and felt very curious.

"Dad, I want to keep this Invisibility Talisman, let’s use my Five Elements Fan instead."

Saying this, she took out the Five Elements Fan, stepped on it, and activated the Concealment Array.

"Not bad, your Magic Treasure is quite good." Nan Xiao was very happy for his daughter.

Both of them stood on the Five Elements Fan and descended into the courtyard.

Under Nan Xiao’s guidance, Mengyu turned towards the Middle Court, avoided the people living in the yard, and opened a room that was unoccupied.

"They really haven’t discovered this room." Nan Xiao said.

"How could they not have discovered it?" Mengyu wondered, "Is there an Array?"

Nan Xiao nodded: "This room is covered by an Array. Unless someone is skilled in arrays, they won’t find it. This is something your grandmother told me years ago. She also said that if a disaster occurred, you could take refuge in this room. But unfortunately—"

Unfortunately, back then we were sent away and plotted against. Fortunately, we were saved by a Supreme Elder who was playing around in the Mortal World.

Mengyu put away the fan and followed Nan Xiao into the room.

The room wasn’t very large, only about sixteen square meters, with a bed, a cabinet, and the empty space was filled with various antique treasures, casually piled up, along with several copper-plated sandalwood boxes stacked in the corner.

Mengyu was surprised: "Grandma was quite the rich woman back in the day."

Nan Xiao grunted: "These things aren’t of much use to us cultivators."

Mengyu, however, shook her head: "Dad, they’re very useful. If converted into money, these things could do a lot. I started a charity agency focused on doing good deeds and accumulating merit, which requires a lot of money."

Nan Xiao was surprised: "You’re cultivating the Merit Path?"

Only then did he realize he had asked Mengyu about her life all these years but never about her Master.

"What kind of person is your Master?"

Mengyu’s heart skipped a beat. She always talked about having a Master, but in reality, she didn’t have one!

She had to say, "My Master won’t let me say his name."

"Oh?" Nan Xiao was a bit puzzled, but thinking of the eccentricity of some experts, he wasn’t too surprised: "Which sect is he from? Can I meet him?"

Mengyu quickly said, "My Master said he doesn’t belong to any sect. As for meeting, I’m afraid it’s not possible. My Master has been wandering around and hasn’t been seen for many years since he taught me the Cultivation Technique."

Alas, ever since she invented a Master, Mengyu had been lying constantly, truly fulfilling the saying: tell one lie, and you need countless more to cover it up.

Nan Xiao sighed: "Maybe your Master is just an expert playing around in the Human World. Since we can’t meet, so be it. If you like these things, I’ll give them all to you."

He pulled out a property deed from a box. It was a handwritten deed on paper with a brush from the 50s, stamped with a seal.

Mengyu thought to herself, it’s already 81 now, is this kind of property deed still valid?

Seeing her expression, Nan Xiao smiled: "Don’t worry, this property deed is still valid, you just need to replace it."

With that, he took the property deed and led Mengyu out of the room.

This time, the two of them didn’t use invisibility, but walked directly into the courtyard.

The house was occupied by a large family. In the 80s, it was still common for large families to live together. Even if they split up, they still lived in the same courtyard.

Since the one-child policy began in the 80s, many couples from the 60s and 70s had five or six children each. This family was no different, with four sons and two daughters.

When the four sons got married, it made four families. Even though the daughters got married, these four families still filled the big courtyard.

At that moment, seeing two strangers suddenly appear in the Middle Court, the owner of the house, a man in his sixties reading a newspaper under the grapevine, suddenly stood up: "Who are you? What are you doing at my house?"