It's another new day. Xu Caiyi prepared relevant identity information for Su Yang very well. From the birth certificate to the household registration book, and even his simple experience from childhood to adulthood, they are all stated in the information.

Now Su Yang's legal identity is Xu Tianyang's distant nephew. Both parents died and his household registration is Shanghai. His age is defined as fourteen years old. If you look at the figure alone, it is correct, and at most he looks a little more immature.

In addition, when he handed over his identity information to Su Yang, Xu Zongxian also stuffed a bank card of international currency into it. As for how much money it was, Su Yang was too lazy to pay attention to it. For him, wealth was no longer what he was pursuing a few lifetimes ago.

Su Yang has carefully read the information about his descendants of his beautiful confidant in his previous life. Ye Xiaoman's granddaughter Zhao Yaer, at the age of sixteen, was studying in an internationally renowned private high school that provides boarding, an absolute aristocratic school.

Zhao Yaer's parents settled in the United States and are also a business celebrity. They are engaged in the clothing industry and own their own brand company. Their family property is quite rich. However, they both died in a car accident five years ago, leaving Zhao Yaer with a valuable fund.

Because of practicing "Nine Changes in the Sky", Su Yang has long been at the level of refining essence into qi. Even if he is happy many times, even without any safety measures, it will not cause conceiving, unless he deliberately does it.

Except for the second life, Su Yang had not yet fully understood the world and let go of the world. Even if he could not even talk about playing the world, he once married a woman and gave birth to an only son, and never gave birth to anyone again.

But at the end, he buried his son and grandson with his own hands. This made the immortal Su Yang extremely sad and made a promise that he would never leave his descendants in this world again.

If you have to find someone who Su Yang originally wanted to give birth to a descendant with him, then only Nie Lingbo, the Saint of Jianzhai who Su Yang still loves so much.

Unfortunately, until Su Yang and Nie Lingbo bid farewell to the Qiantang River, they had never had any relationship with this strange woman.

Until the eighth generation, Su Yang could not resist Ye Xiaoman's deep affection and hard begging, so he left behind a daughter with him, Zhao Yaer's mother.

Every time he transforms and rebirth, Su Yang takes good care of his lovers and descendants from his previous life and even in the next life. Su Yang has never stingy with gifts such as things that people pursue in the world. Even if he has no blood relationship, this is a habit that Su Yang has never changed.

Zhao Yaer is even more unlikely to ignore it. She is Su Yang's granddaughter. In Su Yang's more than a thousand years of immortal life, she can still find descendants who are related to her blood after another lifetime. She is the second one. This is also the biggest reason why Su Yang pays great attention to her.

Seeing Xiao Wei rushing to attend the new film promotion conference, Su Yang called Xu Tianyang.

"Boss, do you have any instructions?" Since learning that Su Yang decided to stay in Xiao Wei's house for a long time, Xu Tianyang had already recited the phone number of Xiao Wei's house. When he saw the caller ID, he immediately said excitedly.

"I have read the information about Xiaoman's descendants..."

"That Zhao Ya'er!" Xu Tianyang recalled: "She looks really like Miss Xiaoman from that time."

"Yes, it's been a hundred years since the blink of an eye."

Su Yang said lightly: "I want to see her, but I don't want to scare her too suddenly. Is there any way you can?"

Xu Tianyang pondered and suggested: "Boss, if you don't mind, I can arrange for you to enter this school. Zhao Yaer just entered school in September this year. Your identity information shows that she is fourteen years old and going to high school is quite suitable. The main reason is that you have a reason to approach her."

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Su Yang on the other end of the u201d phone tilted his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "It sounds good, it's decided, you can arrange it."

After chatting with Xu Tianyang for a while, hanging up the phone, Su Yang took out the black key cast from his arms, got up and went out.

After taking a taxi to Hengshan Road, Su Yang quickly found the place he was going.

This is a renovated garden villa. Although there are changes, it is roughly different from Su Yang's memory back then. However, when Su Yang walked in, he was stopped by a PLA soldier holding a submachine gun.

"You can't get in with kids."

"I'm looking for someone." Su Yang was very generous and did not care about the other party's three words "little friend".

Seeing that Su Yang refused to leave, the soldiers standing guard just thought it was a child who was ignorant and smiled and said, "This is the place where the chief of the army lives. How old are you? Who can you find?"

"I'll look for..."

Su Yang was halfway through his speech, but he felt a little helpless, "No one would know about the name of the dead old man himself. They were all from more than a hundred years ago. Not to mention that people have passed away, but only the turmoil of more than a hundred years has changed.

However, I owe the old man a favor and always do what I promised to others. I don’t care about it anymore, ask first and then look at it.

Thinking of this, Su Yang said seriously: "You definitely don't know the person I'm looking for, but maybe the people living inside know it. Let me write something, take it in and show it to your chief. If he doesn't come out to see me, I will turn around and leave."

After saying that, regardless of the other party's surprise, Su Yang turned around and walked away. He would not have been able to come back with a flat stone in his hand and handed it to the warrior of Zhangang and said, "Take it in for me."

Subconsciously taking the stone handed over by Su Yang, the little soldier couldn't help but be stunned, because the broken stone piece that seemed to have just been pulled down from the road was actually carved with a line of cursive script like an iron hook and silver stroke. The characters were three parts into the stone, which was vigorous and powerful. Even if it was carved by calligraphy, it was not an exaggeration.

"Is this what you wrote?"

"You can think so." Su Yang didn't want to be too shocking\uff0

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c changed the topic and said, "I'm not making a fuss, you'll know if you send it in."

After hesitating for a moment, the little soldier decided to hold the stone in and ask for a message.

In the lobby downstairs of the villa, an old man with white hair was writing at his desk, writing three words of killing in a row. He stopped and watched for a while, sighed lightly, as if he was still unfulfilled, and seemed to be dissatisfied.

"Chief, Xiao Wang, who is standing guard, just met a teenage child outside, and insisted on coming here to find someone."

When he saw the guard pushing the door, the old man didn't say anything. Instead, he pointed to the word "kill" on the desk and said in a singular voice: "Xiao Dong, you are also a person who has learned calligraphy for many years. Come and help me see how these three characters are written?"

It's not a matter of one or two days since his old leader is obsessed with calligraphy. Xiao Dong also knows that the reason why he can become the chief's personal guard is also related to his calligraphy expertise. Otherwise, how could he be a soldier who has only been in the army for more than three years be qualified to be a guard for the old leader who still has great energy in the Military Commission in front of him.

Xiao Dong first put the stone slabs in his hand aside, walked to the desk, focused and looked at it carefully, and then said, "Old leader, your three characters "kill" have the same shape, different meanings, and their own unique features. I am still very skilled, but I just feel that they are quite popular and lack something, but I can't say it."

"You can see that you agree differently, which is pretty good." The old man waved his hand and said, "What did you say just now?"

The guard picked up the stones on the ground and said, "This is what the child asked to send in for you."

With just a glance, the old man was attracted by the lines of words on the stone, and he was slightly ecstatic.

“Who wrote this word?”

"I don't know this, it probably wasn't written by that child." Xiao Dong said in a daze.

"Good words!"

The old man exclaimed: "The pen is strong and penetrates the stone, and it is as sharp as a dragon. It looks like a flying dragon and a snake. Those who have not had thirty or fifty years of skill and outstanding talent will definitely not be able to write such good words."

The old man was immersed in calligraphy in his later years and has been in the process of more than twenty years. He has also found guidance from the master. Although he is not a master, he has achieved great success. Among the older generation, few people can compare with the old man's words. Once his comments are released, there will be no mistakes.

Although I could not understand what the line of words carved on the stone meant, just because of the famous masters of this line of words, the old man had already developed the interest of seeing Su Yang when he saw him.

"You go and bring that child in and I'll talk to him."

Xiao Dong replied "Yes" and quickly introduced Su Yang to the villa.

After Su Yang entered the door, he first looked at the old man with white hair, and then his eyes settled on the rice paper with three words "kill" written on the case, and his brows frowned slightly.

"Okay, Xiao Dong, you go out, I'll chat with this kid."

If a stranger next to him entered the villa, Xiao Dong would definitely insist on it and refused to leave. As a guard, protecting the safety of the chief was his first priority, but Su Yang seemed to him just a child, so he left the door as he said.

"Little ghost, is this word written by your adult?" The old man saw that Su Yang was so handsome and cute, and squeezed out a rare smile and said in his gentlest tone as much as possible.

"I wrote it, do you understand what this sentence means?" Su Yang frowned and asked.

"Haha, you little damn guy, just talk big, okay, let me tell you, what's wrong with you when you come here to find me." The old man didn't take Su Yang's truth seriously and looked at him with interest.

"It seems that you are not the one I'm looking for. I can't understand the meaning of this line. I'm bored, so I'll leave." Su Yang hummed, feeling very dissatisfied with the title of "Little Ghost Head". He turned around and left, obviously too lazy to continue wasting time.

"The flood gas reaches all over the world..."

The old man whispered the line of words on the stone tablet and touched his forehead: "What does this mean? I really don't understand it, but the words are good words."

"If you don't hurry, grandpa has pastries here. Let's chat with grandpa for a while and tell me which adult in your family wrote this word."
Chapter completed!