Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

In the underground canyon of the Dasheng Mountain in Changbai Mountain, Chang Pan leaned on Qilin and softly recounted the past years.

The two people could obviously communicate endless information in an instant, but they adopted the least efficient way of speaking. However, one spoke enthusiastically and the other listened attentively.

There are very few people in this world who are qualified to have an equal conversation with them, really very few, so they enjoy this way of communicating.

"Old man, I suddenly find myself envious of you. Your bloodline has survived to this day, and has produced a monster like Chang Zhengyang."

Qilin smiled proudly and said, "Hehe, this shows that my bloodline is powerful!"

Tokiwa sneered and said, "Pah, I praised you a few words, but you are still cocky. Let me tell you, that guy said that in ten years someone will come to settle accounts with you, so just wait for your beating!"

"How dare he? I am his ancestor. You little bastard, you are rebelling against the heaven..."

Qilin's voice was getting smaller and smaller. Tokiwa had made it very clear that if the opponent could suppress her with one move, then he could also suppress it with one move. In front of Tokiwa, would it be useful to say such tough words?

Obviously, it is not only useless, but will only bring greater ridicule from this crazy woman.

So it asked Tokiwa with a guilty conscience: "Who could be coming? Have you seen him?"

"I've seen it before!"

Tokiwa narrowed his eyes, and a pair of calm eyes appeared in his mind. A deep voice sounded in Qilin's ears.

"If Chang is the blazing sun, he is like the tranquil starry sky, with a crystal clear mind. Tsk tsk, you are in trouble, old man. Don't get beaten up when the time comes!"

"Asshole, who the hell is this guy you're talking about? I'm sleeping here. Wait, you're not talking about this guy, are you?"

A figure appeared in front of Tokiwa. She turned her head and looked at Qilin in surprise: "You are staying here and can't leave. How did you become enemies with your bloodline descendants?"

Qilin scratched the ground and said helplessly, "I was bored, so I left a rule for my descendants. I asked their clan leaders to come and worship me every ten years. I would take a look at their memories. Well, in order to prevent others from disturbing me, after I finish reading their memories, I would also erase some of their memories about me."

"Some?"

"Maybe a little more. Maybe, well, sometimes I'm in a bad mood, so my method may be a little rough."

Tokiwa stood up and patted Kirin, his tone full of gloating.

"Although I like looking through other people's memories, I hate it most when others peek into my memories. You're in trouble, old man. You're really in trouble now. Don't worry, as an old friend, I will collect your body when the time comes."

boom!

The Qilin leaped up and smashed half of the altar with one angry claw. Five of the nine stone pillars, including the giant centipedes on the pillars, were smashed by it. Tokiwa glanced at the trembling giant centipedes on the remaining four stone pillars and couldn't help but laugh at him, "You are really going backwards as you grow older, old thing. You only know how to take out your anger on these little cuties."

snort!

Qilin snorted coldly and said, "If I couldn't leave here, I would go and beat that unfilial descendant to death right now."

Tokiwa crossed his arms and quietly looked at someone who was speaking harshly.

Seeing that the only audience member was not supportive, a certain person uttered a few harsh words and lay down in anger, saying weakly: "Why don't you teach me that incarnation method? At worst, I can just stay away from you!"

Chang Pan turned around and walked back in the direction he came from: "Don't even think about it. You'd better stay here and take a good beating. It's enough for you to be beaten alone. I don't want to be dragged down by you. I tell you the truth, it's only been half a year since I last saw you, and I found that the kid surnamed Chang has made progress again. If you want to truly transcend, get rid of this flesh and blood, and gain eternal freedom, you'd better take this beating!"

Qilin looked at Chang Pan who jumped onto the back of the human-faced bird and slowly disappeared into the darkness, and murmured to himself: "Transcendence? Ji Mingyue, do you think this kid is so promising?"

……

The beauty of April has faded, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. Although the flowers in Yanjing in April are not as blooming as those in the south of the Yangtze River, the fields are already green. Such spring scenery is still intoxicating, except for the men in the Chang family.

Because Chang Wanyue suddenly brought a boyfriend home today.

The Chang family father and son were caught off guard, mainly Chang Baichuan and Chang Zhengyang. Now they were hiding in the study with sullen faces and murderous eyes, secretly watching the wild boar in the kitchen that had eaten the cabbages of the old Chang family when they were not paying attention.

Jingle Bell!

The phone on the desk suddenly rang. Chang Zhengyang grabbed the phone and asked bluntly, "What's the origin of this kid?"

The person on the other end of the phone had obviously expected this. He got straight to the point without any small talk and said, "Zhao Mingde is from Changshan, Hebei Province. He is a poor peasant for three generations. His grandparents were farmers. His father, Zhao Dahe, was a worker at the Changshan Tractor Factory. His mother, Zhang Yan, was a housewife. The couple has six children. Zhao Mingde is the eldest. He is a dull person and likes to repair machinery. He is currently studying at the School of Mechanical Design of Yenching University. He will graduate this June..."

"Don't give me these empty words. Has this kid surnamed Zhao ever hooked up with other women? What is his reputation in his hometown and at school?"

"According to our investigation, Zhao Mingde's neighbors, middle school teachers, and classmates all agree that he is a steady person, not talkative, and down-to-earth. He doesn't have many social activities and likes to study one aspect of mechanics. Yenching University also has the same view. We haven't found that he has had much communication with any women, that is..."

Chang Zhengyang said without any further ado: "It is what it is, don't hesitate."

The person on the other end of the phone quickly said, "It's this Zhao Mingde who often receives letters from female classmates."

Chang Zhengyang was silent for a moment, then glanced through the window at the handsome profile of the wild boar in the kitchen, and said weakly, "I know, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, it's not hard, it's just running errands."

"Well, come and visit often when you have time."

Chang Zhengyang hung up the phone and stared at his father for a long time before he lamented, "Dad, it's done. Let's prepare the dowry!"

Chang Baichuan gnashed his teeth and said, "You little bastard, I'm going to force him to death!"

Chang Zhengyang nodded in agreement: "Count me in!"

When Chang Zhengyang thought about Chang Wanyue's boyfriend, and how she was the one pursuing him, he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

The cabbage he had taken care of for many years was actually delivered to the wild boar's mouth. This made him look very shameless!

What can be tolerated by scholars?

I must get him drunk tonight and let him know that there is a price to pay for taking advantage of Old Chang’s little cabbage!