I’m really immortal Chapter 64

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Madam Su hung up the phone, and Old Zhang, the loyal housekeeper, finally came over from afar, supporting Madam Su as they entered the reception room.

Old Zhang rarely got close to Madam Su when she was on the phone, even though she had been following her for over fifty years and had gained her deep trust.

The master-servant relationship, which had spanned almost a lifetime, was not an ordinary one. That’s why Old Zhang was even more mindful of her distance.

“Sir is still waiting outside,” Old Zhang whispered, “should we call him in when you’ve rested?”

Madam Su closed her eyes as if she had fallen asleep, and after a while, she said, “I’m feeling quite well today, let him come in.”

Old Zhang responded, and the person outside naturally understood her intention, going to call in Zhu Changzhe.

“Grandma, Changzhe has come to pay his respects to you,” Zhu Changzhe walked in, beaming with a smile, standing upright with his hands clasped, “You’re looking great today, and Chang has brought a precious Korean ginseng for you.”

Madam Su didn’t respond, still closing her eyes.

Old Zhang waved her hand, and the driver, who was standing outside with a gift, went to put the gift away in the storage room.

“Grandma, it seems like we have a distinguished guest today,” Zhu Changzhe felt like he had walked into a trap, and how could he not be worried? At first, he regretted encountering a reporter when he went out, but later, he realized…

Madam Su opened her eyes, put on her old-fashioned glasses, and gazed coldly at Zhu Changzhe.

Zhu Changzhe hastily retreated two steps, feeling a chill in his heart. It turned out that this secrecy order wasn’t just limited to the lower ranks; no one in the family was allowed to mention it.

“Changzhe, you can go now,” Old Zhang gave him a signal.

“Grandma, I’ll come visit you when I have time, and Chang will come see you soon.” Zhu Changzhe made a respectful retreat.

Old Zhang saw him off, patting him on the shoulder. “I’ll explore the situation for you when I have the chance. Don’t worry.”

“I understand, Shu Jie,” Zhu Changzhe gently grasped Old Zhang’s hand.

Old Zhang smiled warmly, drawing her hand back, “Shu Jie has been taking care of you since you were young, and I won’t neglect you.”

Zhu Changzhe finally felt at ease and left, while Old Zhang returned to the room, standing beside Madam Su.

“Today’s young visitor is the descendant of an old acquaintance, coming to see me.”

“He seems like a very considerate young man.” Listening to Madam Su’s tone, there was also a hint of wanting to chat, Old Zhang responded, “When I was standing far away, I also saw that young man supporting you as you walked, and at first, he even held your hand and kissed your forehead, such an intimate gesture, which only Zhu Juntang has had the chance to experience in the Zhu family.”

Having grown up in the Zhu family and followed Madam Su for fifty years, Old Zhang heard for the first time that Madam Su had such an old acquaintance.

“Did your little fairy go to Junsha?”

“Yes.”

“Did Third Madam also go to Junsha?”

“She just went today.”

“Is Little Zhongqing also in Junsha?”

“Yes.”

“Although Little Zhongqing isn’t your grandchild, Third Madam is very fond of her, so you should teach her more.”

“I know, you should rest now.”

Madam Su got up and returned to her room, hoping for a blissful union.

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Liu Chang’an left Su Xiaocui’s residence, running quickly through the city center’s surveillance cameras. Liu Chang’an’s speed was much faster than ordinary people, but not alarmingly so. After passing through several districts, he changed into another set of clothes, adjusted his facial muscles and features, and jumped back into the sea.

Today, the sea was rough, so Liu Chang’an spent most of his time underwater, encountering fish schools and seeing many sunken ships, or perhaps those ships still carried many unyielding souls… Between 1949 and 1954, including inland and dozens of countries, 228 ships suffered from the Taiwan authorities’ crazy looting and bombardment.

The people along the Minshan coastal area were more aware of the significance of the flat-top ships circling around Taiwan Island, and the Taiwan authorities, who used to be the terror of the coast, were the biggest bullies, saying “you’ll be caught by the Taiwan people.”

Liu Chang’an swam through the fish schools, and when he reached the surface, he saw the ocean’s calm waters. He took a bit more time to reach the shore, then rushed to the train station, and when he finally returned home, it was already the next morning.

As soon as he got back, the person delivering the chicken came, and Liu Chang’an took the chicken, sitting still on the doorstep without moving.

He was a bit tired.

Seeing people he recognized from the past, witnessing the changes from youthful beauty to white hair, this scene was repeated as if it would never end, with layers upon layers of never-changing scenery.

He confirmed the information he had received, Su Mei had already become a pile of white bones, and although there were still some hidden secrets that Su Xiaocui didn’t want to mention, but Su Lao Furen was indeed Su Xiaocui without a doubt. At first, he might have mistaken her for someone else, but later, he could accurately distinguish her.

Liu Chang’an wasn’t very interested in exploring the secrets hidden in other people’s hearts. Over the past few thousand years, countless secrets had accumulated like sand at the river bottom, and for later generations, the truth, once revealed, would be nothing more than trivial gossip. Even if one knew the truth, what could they do? Some people would never be seen again… even if they were seen, what then?

He still felt a bit drowsy, and Liu Chang’an looked at the time, wondering if he shouldn’t go to class today?

He thought about Ann Wan, but decided against it. With her personality, she wouldn’t take the initiative to ask for leave without a clear reason, and today, she would definitely come to observe the situation, wandering around the house, and bothering Liu Chang’an, who was idle at home.

He actually wanted to play cards.

He wanted to read poetry under the osmanthus tree.

He wanted to spend the day at the mahjong house.

The person delivering the chicken came, and Liu Chang’an took the chicken, tossing it into the car.

As he was about to close the door, Liu Chang’an felt a strange, bloodthirsty aura in the car. It was probably because the chicken had starved yesterday, but what caught his attention wasn’t this. He noticed a very fine, pin-sized red dot on the coffin’s seal.

Crimson.

It was as if an ordinary person’s finger had been pricked, and the blood droplet that emerged after being wiped clean would leave a subtle bloodstain.

Liu Chang’an observed the coffin, using his observational skills and memory to judge that the small red dot hadn’t existed initially.

“What exactly are you?” Liu Chang’an knocked on the coffin.

Of course, there was no response, and Liu Chang’an closed the car door.

Zhao Si came skipping over, holding a net bag, and handed Liu Chang’an the soy milk, telling him, “Yesterday, you weren’t home, and I drank all the soy milk you left, and then I got diarrhea, and then I wasn’t happy, and then someone gave me the chicken, and then I gave the chicken back to you, and then…”

Zhao Si took a breath, and after calming down, she seemed to have forgotten what came next.

“Was my chicken in this state yesterday?” Liu Chang’an asked, pointing to the half-dead chicken in the net bag.

Zhao Si didn’t know the truth about the chicken, and Liu Chang’an didn’t ask her. How could an adult possibly entrust something to this silly child?

“You can eat it now, and it won’t matter,” Zhao Si said.

“Also,” Liu Chang’an agreed.

“Can I have a bite?”

“You can only eat the chicken’s butt.”

“My mom said the chicken’s butt is poisonous,” Zhao Si stared wide-eyed, “You want to poison me…”

“You didn’t die, did you?” Liu Chang’an asked, “Maybe you’re not toxic to poison.”

“I didn’t die, I didn’t die, I didn’t die!” Zhao Si exclaimed, “Last time, my mom saved me, she gave me an antidote, and I didn’t die.”

Liu Chang’an drank the soy milk, and under Zhao Si’s guidance, he killed the chicken. It was probably an extra one, and if he didn’t eat it, it would probably die by evening.

Liu Chang’an directly cut the chicken into slices, and the chicken’s butt was actually very delicious. The protruding part on top hid a glandular cavity, which was also called a supravaginal gland, and you just needed to remove the globular object inside.

Zhao Si ate the roasted chicken leg, gazing worriedly at Liu Chang’an as he ate the chicken’s butt. Mom had gone out, and what if Liu Chang’an got poisoned later? Would she be able to give him an antidote if she spat out her saliva?

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