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Chapter 770 There are calculations

The turquoise boat seems very small, but it is moving forward steadily above the sea.

Sitting in the cabin, Chen Hao looked at the old ghost who was looking at the isolated island that had become a small one, and smiled and said, "I can't bear it?"

The old ghost sighed: "Most seventy years before his death, most of them were wandering, and sometimes they were still worried and afraid. They lived a really ups and downs and felt the taste. Unexpectedly, after his death, they experienced more than 60 years of leisurely time. Speaking of this, perhaps it is my second hometown."

Chen Hao smiled and said nothing.

The old ghost turned into the cabin and looked at Chen Hao: "Master, you gave the jade seal to others like this, don't you regret it?"

Chen Hao smiled and said, "What's there to regret? The jade seal is not in line with me, so why bother?"

The old ghost sighed and said: Master's state of mind, I admire him. Although I have experienced many experiences, I have never been able to take it or put it down like the master. Otherwise, the jade seal would have been handed over to my close friend Master Long more than 70 years ago."

Chen Hao was about to speak, but suddenly he was stunned and looked at the old ghost and said, "You said, Master Long?"

The old ghost smiled and said, "Yes, Master Long is very knowledgeable. He is not only proficient in astronomy, geography, Feng Shui positioning, but also can measure characters, fortune-telling and straighten out yin and yang. Once, he received a yin product and was almost cursed. It was Master Long who cracked it for me, otherwise he would have died that year."

Chen Hao was speechless.

When the old ghost told Master Long, Chen Hao suddenly felt nervous and felt an inexplicable feeling that he couldn't explain it clearly or explain it.

Just as he was thinking, Chen Hao's eyes moved and he took out a small snail like white jade.

This is the sound snail given by Brother Long before leaving.

When Chen Hao encountered the mermaids before, he studied the records related to the mermaids and knew that this snail can save sounds and transmit sounds for hundreds of miles. For the mermaids, it is equivalent to a telephone.

However, the sound snail is a special kind of conch that is left behind after the extinction of the snail. It is very rare. Even if there are not many mermaids who can live in the sea, there are not many.

Chen Hao played for a while and placed the sound snail next to his ear.

The next moment, Master Long's voice rang out.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I knew that you would not take the jade seal away."

Chen Hao brows moved, and he was about to speak when Master Long's voice continued to sound: "Fellow Daoist Chen, don't talk. This sound snail is blessed by magic. Once activated, it can only exist for one minute. After one minute, the sound snail will be destroyed, so, I say, listen."

Chen Hao fell silent, but his eyes became strange.

This was the first time Chen Hao heard Master Long’s tone in such a serious tone.

"Maybe there are many questions in my heart, but now I don't have time to explain more. I can only say that this is the way my great-grandfather paved for Yue'er, and it was passed down by word of mouth three generations ago. I didn't take it as real, after all, it was too mysterious. But when I brought Yue'er to the Mermaid Palace and told me about the jade seal before Wan Qiu died, I believed that the great-grandfather really arranged this matter back then, and fate led us here. So I had to start to worry. However, this kind of thing is a secret of heaven, and there is only a front-line opportunity. As long as the fellow Taoist does not give up, my great-grandfather's arrangement will be ruined. Once the fellow Taoist gives up, Yue'er's opportunity will come. Fellow Taoist, I will do something for Yue'er. Perhaps this is the last time we speak. Thank you fellow Taoist for giving Yue'er the opportunity."

As the last word fell, the sound snail in Chen Hao's hand suddenly turned into powder and left with the wind.

Chen Hao was stunned and looked at the direction of the island that he could no longer see. It took him a long time to look at the old ghost and asked, "Old man, what is your most close friend, Master Long, what is the full name?"

The old ghost said: "Long Xuanji."

Chen Hao grinned, got up and walked to the stern of the boat, looked at the endless sea, and exclaimed: "Long Xuanji, what a dragon Xuanji, the way of calculation has reached the level of unpredictable ghosts and gods, and even my abnormal number is calculated. However, human calculations are not as good as God's calculations. Are you paying attention to me? I really think I will help her in the future?"

As he said that, Chen Hao's eyes became very strange.

Because of the twists and turns on the island, Chen Hao stripped his silk and broke away from the vortex, but unexpectedly, he was plotted by an ancient man decades ago, and he became like a broken thread now!

What did that Long Xuanji do to allow Master Long to have such a deep social relationship with him? Why did he dare to calculate the changes in the world in decades?

After a lot of thought, Chen Hao suddenly had a look of his eyes, he took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

The phone rang out as soon as it was called, and then Dai Yun's enthusiastic voice rang out: "Cai...No, Fellow Daoist Chen, are you doing something?"

Chen Hao said without saying nonsense, "The relevant departments know a lot about the cultivation world. I want to check out the genealogy of Master Long, that is, Long Ao. Can you help me?"

Dai Yun said: "This is no problem. I am working in the department and I just happened to help you check it out. Don't hang up the phone first, and I will give you a message within one minute."

But for a moment, Dai Yun's voice sounded: "Finish, I'll go, Fellow Daoist Chen, this Master Long really doesn't know if he doesn't check it. After he checked, he was shocked. His ancestors actually were Long Xuanji, who was the last ninth-grade master in the prime minister world. When the founding of the country, he also made a lot of efforts and said that he had lost his life. After that, there was no trace. And it was a bit strange. Who did this Long Xuanji master come from and where did he come from? There was no record in the relevant departments. Everything started with Long Xuanji. After that, the Dragon Family basically passed on one generation after another. There was also this name, which was a bit strange. After Long Xuanji, it was arranged in order: Long Ju, Long He, Long Ao. There were only three words in the fifth generation, named Chengji, and it looked like there was some connection."

After hearing this, Chen Hao raised his eyebrows: "Don't Long Ao have two daughters? It shouldn't be a single pass, right? And his daughter is not called Long Chengjiu."

Dai Yun said: "The information is not wrong. Master Long Aolong has been a disciple of Queyue Sect since he was a child and got married with his junior sister. However, he has never been able to leave after marriage, so he adopted a daughter of the same family. Their biological daughter is Long Chengjiu, whose nickname is Yueyue."

Chen Hao suddenly fell silent.

In this way, everything has traces to follow.

That Long Xuanji really planned a lot for his descendants! The accumulation of four generations and the shocking five generations.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, what did you do suddenly? You can't have encountered any trouble again, right? But it doesn't matter. As long as the matter does not involve the interests of the country and the people, everything is easy to say." Dai Yun said with a smile.

Chen Hao came back to his senses, his eyes moved slightly, and said, "Please trouble fellow Daoist Dai Yun, it's nothing. I just ask, well, if you have time to gather, I won't bother you now."

After saying that, Chen Hao hung up the phone.

Dai Yun on the other side heard the phone call break, his eyes became sharp, and his eyes looked at the Long Ao family tree on the computer interface, falling into deep thought.
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