Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Zhuo looked at the twinkling diamonds on the wooden box cover, feeling terrified, "Is that the coming-of-age ceremony I thought of?"

233 was at a loss, "It's literally."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

The system is still too naive, it doesn't understand the profoundness of human language, even a birthday is considered an adult, and when it falls on him, it is also considered an adult if it takes human form.

Fang Zhuo panicked more and more, "Will my transformation this time be the same as last time, only five years old?"

... If even a five-year-old child is not spared, Huo Yan is too beastly.

233, "You have a dragon spirit on your body, it's really hard to tell."

Fang Zhuo frowned, he is much more powerful than before, and he is no longer a one-off, the boss must take him to Dragon Tomb earlier.

At this time, Huo Yan was in the study, communicating with the tutor that Huo's father had newly hired, so that the other party could formulate a new teaching plan according to his current learning level.

As a result, after some conversation, the teacher's kind smile became stiff, and finally walked out of the study with ashes.

Father Huo was sitting in the living room, studying the search range for his next trip to sea, when he heard footsteps on the stairs, he folded up the map and stood up.

The teacher came to Huo's father with a face of shame, "Mr. Huo, I can't teach your son. His knowledge is far beyond me, even other people. I suggest that you take Huo Yan to take an IQ test."

Father Huo, "..."

After the original private teacher left, this is already the third one he invited back. After talking with Huo Yan, everyone would say the same thing to him when they left.

Huo Yan is just smarter than most ordinary people, far less than a genius.This is not an IQ issue, but what this kid must have done upstairs behind his back.

Huo's father went upstairs, but there was no one in the study, so he turned around and went outside Huo Yan's bedroom.

Faint voices came from inside.

Huo Yan was holding Fang Zhuo's unusual golden key in his palm, his voice almost trembled into waves, "I really didn't lie to you."

With a serious face, Huo Yan said in a juvenile voice, "You have zero credibility with me."

Fang Zhuo, "..." My eyes are so sincere, but you turn a blind eye.

Boss, we can't communicate anymore.

Huo Yan stared into the little golden dragon's eyes, and found that the two mini gemstones flickered, then dimmed again.

He frowned slightly, "Are you angry?"

Fang Zhuo stopped talking.

Huo's father's ear was pressed against the door, and then he heard the sound of walking, followed by the sound of the combination lock of the safe being opened.

He held the door and turned it slightly, but it wouldn't open.

Huo Yan picked and picked in the safe, and finally picked out one that was acceptable.

The only function of these golden and crystal clear things for him now is to make the big baby happy.

"Here you are." Huo Yan put a string of glass seed beads into the incense box, "Don't be angry."

This box was almost filled with all kinds of treasures, Huo Yan thought, he had to find wood to make a new, big one.

He wanted to present all the good things in the world to the little goblin, and only begged him not to get angry and not to run away.

"I am not angry."

Fang Zhuo muttered, his heart was already turbulent, glass seed, my God, I really want to touch it.

He calmed down quickly, and said with a bit of coquettishness, "Before the big golden dragon disappeared, he gave me his last breath of dragon energy, you should remember."

Huo Yan remained unmoved.

Things can't be delayed any longer, the big boss's insomnia problem is getting worse, and his headaches are getting more frequent.

So Fang Zhuo had to continue lobbying even if the other party refused to enter, "Moreover, the aura in the Dragon Tomb is even more majestic. If I can enter, maybe I will be able to transform immediately."

This is so true that even Fang Zhuo himself believed it.

Huo Yan was a little shaken.

Three days later, an uncle came to the house, who was a family friend of Huo's father.

The dragon scales on the uncle's body have spread all over his body. Now only his face and neck look like ordinary humans. He came to say goodbye.

He will go to the sea to find a quiet place within seven days before his death, and stay there, waiting for death to come.

With the passage of time, more and more clan members died, and the location of the resting place and the ancestral dragon's tomb has long been lost.

Even ordinary human beings want to return to their roots, and they also want to return to the embrace of their ancestors after death.It just seemed that he couldn't wait for that day.

On the stairs at the back of the hall, stood a 12-year-old boy with a golden key hanging around his neck, and started chattering again, repeating the previous rhetoric.

Huo Yan half-closed his eyes, and after a long time, said, "Okay."

It is a relatively dangerous thing to set off to find the Dragon Tomb, and you will always encounter unknown forces interfering.

Naturally, Huo's father could not agree to take Huo Yan there.

After Huo Yan's childish behavior of running away from home, he could only do something more childish and very inconsistent with his aloof personality.

Taking advantage of his father's inattention, he got into the trunk.

When the car arrived at the pier, Huo Yan nimbly slipped out of the trunk and boarded a small cruise ship.

Father Huo and his party boarded the boat and set off.

Not long after the ship left the port, the housekeeper at home called and said that Huo Yan had disappeared.

Father Huo suddenly thought of something, and immediately ordered someone to search the ship from room to room, and finally found him in the room at the end of the top floor.

"I know where the Dragon Tomb is, as for the key..."

Huo Yan said in the first half of the sentence that Father Huo only treated it as a child's nonsense, but as for the second half of the sentence...

When he saw the auspicious clouds and coiling dragon in Huo Yan's hand, especially the pair of extremely agile scarlet eyes embedded in the dragon's head, he didn't have the slightest doubt, and instantly concluded that this was what they had been looking for.

"Where did you get it?" Father Huo approached quickly and asked seriously.

Huo Yan said, "You don't need to know."

From the moment he obtained the time regression, the influence and restrictions of the time regression on him, as well as the consequences of changing the past, were like an open book, the words on it came alive, and all got into his mind.

He couldn't tell his father the truth.

It is even more impossible to ask him to hand over the key.So when his father stretched out his hand, Huo Yan almost reflexively slapped that hand away.

Father Huo's face was quite ugly, and there was a warning in his words, "Huo Yan."

Huo Yan bowed his head, "I'm sorry father, I can't give you the key." No one is allowed to touch it except me.

Huo's father looked stern. Huo Yan's recent changes were too great. Several times he wondered if the one in front of him might be a counterfeit.

After turning back time, Huo Yan has two options.

One is to return to the future directly after changing the results of the past.The second is to stay in the past and continue living.

Huo Yan chose the latter, he was looking forward to the process of raising Lin Haiyang little by little.

During the ten years or even longer when the little goblin grew up, it was impossible for him to wear a mask all day long to pretend he was 12 years old.

He knew of his father's doubts and inquiries, but he couldn't explain them.

Huo Yan lowered his head, put on a gesture of surrender, and said in a rare tone of pleading, "I hope you can believe me."

Huo's father opened his mouth, and his eyes wandered between Huo Yan and the key in his hand for a moment. Huo Yan always knew what he should do.

He frowned, turned and left the room.

On the night when the ship arrived at Treasure Island, without anyone noticing, Huo Yan went into the sea alone and headed for Dragon Tomb.

He followed the map in his mind to the trench.

The trench was filled with darkness, and nothing could be seen. Huo Yan turned on the flashlight and went downstream. Halfway through the swim, he suddenly stopped.

Almost at the same time, the system said, "Zhou Mang."

Huo Yan is not afraid, he clearly remembers all the weaknesses in Zhou Mang's body, and knows how to make him die of pain.

Fang Zhuo was carefully placed in the crevice of the stone, and his sight was blocked by the stone. Soon after, he smelled a strong smell of blood and heard the howl of a monster.

Not only him, even Huo's father who was looking for his son on the shore heard it.

All the clansmen came together. They went into the sea to transform into dragons, followed the howling and bloody smell, and when they reached the trench, they met Huo Yan who was covered in injuries.

No matter how strong the soul was, Huo Yan was only 12 years old at this time, and his body was not yet fully developed, but he killed an adult sea monster abruptly.

At the same time as he saw his father, he closed his eyes and passed out.The body seemed to be tied to a rock, sinking continuously.

Huo Yan was brought back to shore by Huo's father, and the accompanying doctor quickly helped him treat the wound.

Not long after, an exclamation came, and the uncle who was already on the verge of death rushed in excitedly.

"Old Huo, look at my hands!" He rolled up his sleeves, and the dragon scales quickly faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not just the hands and arms, but the stomach and back.

The dragon scale, which symbolized death, disappeared.

Huo's father was stunned for a long time, and then he realized why his son went into the sea alone and the injuries all over his body.

Huo Yan was in a coma on the bed for two whole days and still didn't wake up, but he kept muttering a name in his mouth.

His hands were clenched into fists, tightly clutching the necklace with the key on it, and no one could break it.

During the day, someone was taking care of him in the room, but Fang Zhuo didn't dare to say anything.

At night, he would tell stories to Huo Yan. When his voice sounded, Huo Yan's frowning brows would gradually relax and he would stop talking.

Probably because he hasn't slept well for a long time, Huo Yan has been in a coma for seven whole days, and the first time he opened his eyes, he checked his golden key.

Confirming that the key spirit can talk and laugh and is safe and sound, he pursed his lips and smiled lightly.

From then on, nothing can bother them.

The cloud hanging over Longzu's head disappeared, and Huo's father shifted the focus of his life to his work.

In just five years, Huo's became the leader.

Everyone knows that half of this is due to Huo Yan.

But what they didn't know was that the young master of the Huo family had mental illness and hallucinations.This is a secret that only the Huo family knows.

Huo Yan goes his own way and doesn't care what others think.

It's not his style to sneak around and engage in underground love affairs, so people in the house often see his young master smiling gently at a beautiful golden key, as if flirting with a young lover.

This was really unbelievable. Over time, everyone said that the young master was bewitched by an evil spirit and regarded the key as a human being.

Time passed quickly, and by the time of Huo Yan's birthday, he was already able to take care of the group's affairs independently.

The square burnt shape came earlier than expected.

That night, Huo Yan wiped him carefully with a velvet cloth, then held it tightly in his hand, closed his eyes and planned to sleep.

Fang Zhuo started telling stories as usual, no matter how boring the content was, it could calm Huo Yan and help him sleep.

But this night, Huo Yan couldn't fall asleep anyway, but Fang Zhuo fell asleep first while talking.

In the middle of the night, the moon rose into the sky.

Huo Yan suddenly felt the keys in his hand become hot. Before he could reach out to turn on the light, a mass of heat stretched his palm and lay on his chest.

It was a soft and young body.

The black soft hair drooped quietly in front of his forehead, covering the child's eyes. Huo Yan turned on the wall lamp, pushed the hair away from his forehead, and saw a pair of docile, curled black eyelashes.

The child's skin was white and tender, like a fool, Huo Yan poked his face a few times with his fingers.

Real, alive and soft to the touch.