The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 229 - 228: We Are Fellow Townsfolk

Chu Han led Lin Yun through the village for a while until they arrived at his grandfather’s residence.

It was impressive that he could find his grandfather’s house so precisely among almost identical houses.

Then, in the hazy light that seemed to come from nowhere, Lin Yun could make out the general shape of the houses.

All the houses lacked doors and windows and their shapes reminded Lin Yun of coffins.

Lin Yun didn’t dare to ask, anyway, there was nothing of the living world in this village, so he was not surprised.

"Grandfather, Grandfather, I’m back," Chu Han called out.

As Chu Han called, the door opened.

So there were doors, but it was too dark and they blended in with the houses so well that Lin Yun didn’t see them clearly.

"Have you been outside again?"

The old voice was laced with sternness; clearly, the grandfather was aware of Chu Han’s actions and likely did not support them.

"Grandfather, I’ve got what I wanted, and, this time, I brought back three friends."

"More outsiders?"

Only then did Chu Han’s grandfather look toward Lin Yun and the others, gauging the newcomers by their aura...

Uh, two of them seemed like outsiders, but one looked quite like one of their own.

"Guests who have come from afar, please come in and sit!"

Clearly, Chu Han’s grandfather was also a warm and hospitable host.

He shifted from his previous coldness to a much younger-sounding voice.

Lin Yun, feeling a tingling sensation on his scalp, still politely said, "Thank you."

After saying that, he held Bai Jiaojiao with one arm and pulled Green Snake with the other as they entered the house.

Inside the house was pure darkness, but after an initial period of darkness, Lin Yun’s vision suddenly brightened.

Eh, can my eyes see in the dark now?

This was different from the effect of seeing at night after a breakthrough in cultivation. In absolute darkness with no light, even with sensitive eyes, nothing could be seen, although Divine Sense was still useful, it did not compare to seeing with one’s own eyes.

But now, Lin Yun could see everything clearly in the dark, which meant that some subtle changes had occurred within him.

Despite this, Lin Yun still used his Divine Sense to perceive his surroundings.

"Please take a seat," said Chu Han’s grandfather and then knelt down to sit himself.

There were no chairs here, so Lin Yun and the others had no choice but to do as the locals did.

Chu Han had already left to find the village chief to share the good news of the arrival of guests.

Lin Yun always felt that his departure was like raising an alarm.

Villagers, the prey is on the hook!

Get the pots and pans ready!

Feeling a sense of foreboding, Lin Yun remained extremely vigilant and wrote in Bai Jiaojiao’s palm, signaling her to be alert.

However...

Bai Jiaojiao thought Lin Yun was flirting with her and scratched the palm of his hand back.

Lin Yun thought to himself, that must be her way of responding, indicating that she understood!

With that, Lin Yun felt somewhat reassured.

"My name is Chu Huai, originally from Qingzhou. May I ask where you folks come from?"

Lin Yun had read the geographical atlas of Great Zhou and immediately located the area corresponding to Qingzhou, which was under the territory of Guanghan Palace.

A long time ago, the living area of the Central Plains Human Race was named after the Nine States, and these names were also familiar to Lin Yun. However, now people still retain the old nomenclature, but the way they express it has changed.

In the past, people from Qingzhou would simply say they were from Qingzhou. Now, they would add, Guanghan Palace, Qingzhou.

Even on the geographical atlas, areas would be depicted prioritizing the boundaries of influence.

On the surface, the land of the Nine States was controlled by the Imperial Clan in the two states where the Capital City was located, while each of the Orthodox Sects occupied one state as their territory.

But some states were large, others small, and there were also the Three Great Demon Sects secretly dividing up territories. The actual controlled areas of each sect didn’t align with what was presented in the atlases.

Lin Yun considered the geography and important news of Qingzhou in his mind and immediately said, "What a coincidence, I’m also from Qingzhou, a fellow townsman!"

In fact, according to the original Lin Yun’s background, he should be from Yuzhou.

But who could prove he was lying?

Since it was up to him, it was better to claim a kindred spirit.

Isn’t there a saying, "Fellow townsmen meeting, tears fill their eyes?"

Sure enough, upon hearing that Lin Yun was from Qingzhou, Chu Huai became immediately excited, and said joyfully, "You are also from Qingzhou? May I know if the current Governor of Qingzhou still bears the surname Chu?"

Oh, so this old gentleman had quite the status in Qingzhou?

Lin Yun did not know how long she had been there and only knew some basic geographic information about Qingzhou; he had no idea about the specific personnel arrangements.

But just because he didn’t know, didn’t mean he couldn’t make it up!

Lin Yun said doubtfully, "The Governor of Qingzhou? The position of governor has been abolished for decades."

"What!"

Chu Huai was immediately shocked and looked at Lin Yun, saying, "You’re not deceiving me? Is it still the era of Great Zhou now?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yun roughly had a clue, and continued to make up the story, "Great Zhou has fallen. That too happened decades ago. At that time, the Human and Demon Races went to war, and the situation was very severe. The Northern Desert also took the chance to invade, forcing the Righteous Path and the Demon Sect to join hands against the enemy. After the great war, both the masters of the Righteous Path and the Demon Sect suffered heavy losses.

At this moment, the Imperial Clan took advantage of others’ weakness to incite internal strife."

Lin Yun was making this up, but it wasn’t entirely without basis. He still did not know from which era Chu Huai hailed, and while Chu Huai might know past events, he would have to believe what Lin Yun said about the future regardless.

Furthermore, Lin Yun’s deduction had some grounding.

Although the only member of the Imperial Clan he had encountered was Princess Zhao Lingyu, and she had appeared quite demure, from the way she had approached him with ulterior motives, Lin Yun could tell the Imperial Clan was definitely not as upright as it seemed.

Therefore, the story Lin Yun concocted was logical and believable.

Once the Imperial Clan realized that the powers of the Sects had significantly weakened, they would undoubtedly seize the opportunity to foment chaos. Isn’t it a basic move for emperors to seek centralized power?

Hearing this, Chu Huai probably guessed the reason behind the fall of Great Zhou.

"So, it was the Imperial Clan that instigated the war. Has the Zhao Family been exterminated then?"

"Not necessarily."

Lin Yun felt that the story was not yet perfect enough; it seemed solid but lacked impact, so he added, "The Zhao Family has not been exterminated, and in fact, the reigning Emperor of the new era is a Princess from the Zhao Family, named Zhao Lingyu."

When making up a story, the more outlandish, the more believable it becomes.

Chu Huai could not possibly know Zhao Lingyu, after all, she was only in her twenties, while Chu Huai’s grandchildren were already grown.

Even if he did know her, that wouldn’t matter – it would make the story even more convincing.

Chu Huai was now sufficiently shocked.

"How can a woman become emperor?"

In the world of mortals, the mentality of male superiority and female inferiority was quite prevalent. While women did have a certain status, the idea of a female emperor was still too exaggerated!