After the full-level supernatural being recognized by the rich family

'Jing Chuanhe' blinked, then lowered his eyes to look at Lu Zizhong, and picked him up with one hand like a chicken.

Lu Zi jumped into the air, flapped his short legs, and looked at the Jingchuan River in a daze.

"This is the little one who is coming to stay at our house, right? Didn't he say he was 7 years old? Why does he look so young?"

"What are we going to have for lunch? Let's add some extra dishes, stew some pork elbows for this kid, so he can grow some meat, or he will be bullied at school."

"I saw the freshman from the Department of Physical Fitness yesterday. Damn, he was so tall and strong, but he was twice as tall as this guy."

'Jing Chuanhe' pinched Lu Zizhong's arms and legs, frowning and looking disdainful: "Boy, you are too weak. If you were in my age, you would be torn to pieces without leaving any bones."

"You'll just follow me from now on. I'm very good at training soldiers. I've trained countless new recruits. I promise you'll become good people and be able to take on swords with your bare hands!"

Lu Zizhong stared blankly at the older brother who had been so gentle and kind just a moment ago. For some reason, he always felt that the man standing in front of him was a tough guy who hated evil, was not fussy about details, and was willing to risk his life.

What is catching a knife with bare hands?

Lu Zizhong jumped up and down in fear.

'Jing Chuanhe' put Lu Zizhong down and looked at Zhong Yao again. The corners of his mouth curved into a big arc. He stretched out his hand and patted Zhong Yao's back. He used a lot of force and Zhong Yao's body was shaking with the force.

"Hehe." He suddenly laughed teasingly, "I've seen you before, you are the kid Jing Chuanhe - ugh -"

He suddenly dry-heaved, rolled his eyes without any aesthetic sense, and was forced to log off.

Zhong Yao: “…”

Jing Chuanhe came online again, his handsome face slightly red, and he apologized to Zhong Yao embarrassedly: "Sorry, sorry, Senior Jing Xiao is a little...ah, Fourth Master, I'm so sorry."

in consciousness.

Jing Xiao asked in confusion: "Why don't you let me speak? If you like her, you should tell her!"

Jing Chuanhe: "Senior, that's not called love. I admire the strong and I only have admiration for the Fourth Master. Moreover, the Fourth Master has SS-level abilities and A-level talent. She has already created three puppets whose strength is no less than S. I am not worthy of her."

Jing Xiao was silent for a moment. Just when Jing Chuanhe thought he was still unconvinced, Jing Xiao said, "Forget it, you really don't deserve her."

Jing Chuanhe: “…”

Jing Xiao: "I also admire strong people. Can you find an opportunity for me to compete with her next time?"

Jing Chuanhe: "...It depends on the Fourth Master's wishes."

Jing Xiao said readily: "Okay."

The Jing family members smiled and explained, "Zhong Yao, I'm sorry. Senior Jing Xiao was born more than a thousand years ago in his first life. He was a great general on the battlefield. He is used to being carefree and looks at everyone like a child. He definitely didn't mean to offend you on purpose."

Only then did Zhong Yao know the name of the person who was reborn into Jing Chuanhe's body.

I took a quick look at the altar at that time, and I only remember his cold gaze. I didn't expect that Senior Jing Xiao was actually a general who had fought on the battlefield.

Lu Zizhong looked at the Jing family members around him with some curiosity, but after thinking about it, he lowered his head again.

Jing Chuanhe said with a smile: "Zi Zhong, what's wrong? Don't be reserved, just say it if you have something to say."

"Zizhong is too introverted. It's okay. Just say whatever you want to say. Keeping problems in your heart will only create bigger problems."

With the encouragement from the Jing family, Lu Zizhong finally asked.

"Brother, why did you suddenly become that brother just now?"

The question was a little vague, but Jing Chuanhe and others still understood it.

Lu Zizhong wanted to ask about the control he and Senior Jing Xiao had over the body.

Jing Chuanhe: "Normally, the control over the body mainly rests with the first soul of the body."

"There is a special case where the second soul can freely control the body without restrictions when the first soul is asleep. The rest of the time, the first soul is in primary control."

At this point, Jing Chuanhe covered his face helplessly, "But Senior Jing Xiao was a general in his previous life. I don't know if it's because he was stained with too much blood and killing on the battlefield, but his soul is particularly strong. So when he is emotional, he will take control from me."

Zhong Yao's pupils trembled, but she quickly lowered her eyes to hide it.

After calming down for a while, she asked calmly, "Excuse me, why did Senior Jing die in his previous life?"

The elder of the Jing family laughed and said, "What's so presumptuous about this? There's nothing that can't be said. At that time, the senior was ordered to guard the border. Once the enemy attacked, he led the army to defend. When he was injured and retreated, he happened to encounter an avalanche and was buried under the snow mountain."

Zhong Yao nodded and said nothing more.

"Obsidian." She asked in the space, "Do you remember the ability called 'Secret of Rebirth' that you told me about? Do you think that the reason why Senior Jing Xiao's soul is so powerful is related to this ability?"

Hei Yao was stunned. The ability called "Secret of Rebirth" back then required three conditions to be met in order to achieve eternal life.

First, this person is a supernatural being.

Second, the soul is cleansed underground for three thousand years.

Third, use the flesh and blood of millions of people as a sacrifice to build a new body.

Unexpectedly, after Jing Xiao died on the battlefield, his soul was buried under the snow-capped mountains for more than a thousand years. During this thousand years, countless people died in the snow-capped mountains. The flesh and blood of these people unexpectedly prompted Jing Xiao's soul to become stronger.

As a result, Jing Xiao was able to break through the restrictions and cross the Jingchuan River to seize control of the body.

"Is it true that Zhang Duo will not be resurrected?" Zhong Yao was somewhat skeptical.

"No." Hei Yao said firmly.

"why?"

"Don't tell you."

Zhong Yao: “…”

"Is it particularly easy for our lineage to create puppets with your personalities?"

"Oh?" Hei Yao asked curiously, "What do you mean? Have you finally realized that there are problems with the personalities of your children?"

Amber looked up instantly, "Obsidian, how dare you insult us?"

Hei Yao spread his hands: "Look at her."

Zhong Yao: “…”

amber:"???"

Zhong Yao sighed helplessly: "You and Gu Siyan, you can't get a single fart out of them even if you kick them three times." No matter how she asked, both of them kept their mouths shut.

Hei Yao: "...The words are rough but the truth is true, but your words are too rough."

Zhong Yao was about to leave, and Jing Chuanhe brought Lu Zizhong out to see her off.

A chubby orange cat walked slowly across the yard.

Zhong Yao: "Jing Chuanhe, do you have a cat at home?"

"I guess so. It's a stray cat that came in, and we've been feeding it ever since."

Zhong Yao felt a little itchy, "Can I touch it?"

"Yes, he is very docile."

Jing Chuanhe squatted down and called a few times. The orange cat stood there and looked at the unfamiliar Zhong Yao and Lu Zizhong. After hesitating for a while, it slowly walked over.

Jing Chuanhe touched him gently, and Zhong Yao slowly squatted down.

The orange cat meowed softly at Zhong Yao, which was so cute.

The orange cat was fed very well by the Jing family. It had a shiny and smooth body, especially its belly, which had an extremely beautiful pouch.

Zhong Yao couldn't help it and rubbed it twice.

The orange cat rolled over on the ground as if in response to stress, took a few steps back, and then bared its teeth at Zhong Yao a few times.

Zhong Yao: "Jing Chuanhe, you are a liar, he is not docile."

Jing Chuanhe: “…”

He held his forehead with a headache: "Fourth Master, the kitten is calling you, it's saying hello to you, do you know how presumptuous it is to touch its belly?"

Zhong Yao blinked blankly, and after thinking for a while, she shook her head honestly.

Jing Chuanhe: "It's like you say hello to someone you meet for the first time, and they put their hands in your pants. It's so presumptuous."

Zhong Yao: “…”

"I'm sorry." She apologized to the orange cat, "I was the hooligan."