I’m really immortal Chapter 75

Liu Chang’an returned home, and the sky had already darkened. Although there were many poems that described the night scene, he found it boring to recite them, so he hummed the tune of “A Bamboo Stick Is Easy to Bend” instead.

Under the parasol tree, Zhou Dangdang sat on a small stool, holding a bowl in her hand, with a water pit in front of her, eating her dinner.

Liu Chang’an squatted down, looked at the water pit, and then at the fried mudfish in Zhou Dangdang’s bowl.

“Is this how you protect them?”

“The kids from kindergarten came to play and killed them, so I didn’t let them play anymore. They pushed me away and pulled all the mudfish out to the shore. Mom bought a new bucket of mudfish and put it here,” Zhou Dangdang said with some grievance, “I won’t play with them again.”

The water was a bit murky, and the sky was dark. Liu Chang’an scooped up some water, and inside, the mudfish were still jumping around.

“It’s okay, Zhou Dangdang. You’ve already encountered the most amazing existence in the world, and you’ll have good luck. Those vicious kids can’t compare to you.”

“Brother Chang’an, what nonsense are you talking about again?” Zhou Dangdang didn’t understand.

“I said you’re a silly kid.”

“Then do you eat mudfish?”

“Give me one, I won’t mind your smelly mouthwater.”

“You’re the one who’s smelly! You’re the one who’s smelly! You’re the one who’s smelly!”

Zhou Shuling had sent Liu Chang’an some mudfish and told him that the rent for this quarter had been transferred to him through WeChat.

Liu Chang’an picked some scallions by the wall, which were considered a non-vegetarian dish in the past. They were good to eat with shrimp paste, and he could also use them to stir-fry mudfish. Liu Chang’an stir-fried the mudfish, feeling that it was not bad, but the scallions couldn’t be cooked too long, or they would stick to his teeth and be hard to wash away.

Zhou Dangdang thought Liu Chang’an’s mudfish was better, so she ate another small bowl of rice and some mudfish. Although eating was a blessing, Zhou Dangdang was a rare child who could eat as much as she wanted.

After finishing dinner, Liu Chang’an did some exercises with Zhou Dangdang under the tree.

“This is an exercise to increase height.”

“I thought it was practicing kung fu,” Zhou Dangdang said in disappointment, twisting her body and sitting back down on the small stool.

Liu Chang’an ignored her and continued to stretch his muscles.

Zhou Shuling had some business to attend to in the evening and couldn’t take Zhou Dangdang with her, so she entrusted Liu Chang’an to look after Zhou Dangdang for a while… Actually, Zhou Dangdang didn’t need anyone to look after her, as she could play in the mahjong hall or watch TV and read manga at home.

Liu Chang’an remembered that he had promised Zhu Juntang to meet her, so he took Zhou Dangdang to the Baolong Center.

“Brother Chang’an, is this building so high because it’s stacked up like blocks?”

“That’s right.”

“Our teacher said that too.”

“So why ask me?”

“You look smarter than our teacher.”

“Thanks for the compliment.”

He first contacted Zhao Si, and Zhao Si came downstairs to meet Liu Chang’an and Zhou Dangdang.

“Sister, you’re so beautiful! Our teacher has the same shoes as you, but they don’t have as many colorful little stones on them.” Zhou Dangdang said, looking at Zhao Si’s seven-centimeter high heels.

Zhao Si couldn’t help but smile. Although she was used to keeping a calm demeanor at work, she still found it cute when the child regarded gemstones as colorful little stones.

In fact, gemstones were just colorful little stones, but women didn’t think of them that way.

“Didn’t I tell you to call women who are around your mom’s age ‘Auntie’? Don’t you know manners?” Liu Chang’an educated Zhou Dangdang.

Zhao Si really wanted to tell Liu Chang’an what was meant by “manners.”

This was Zhou Dangdang’s first time in such a tall building, and in the elevator, she leaned against the glass window, looking around everywhere, feeling like she had already reached heaven and might even see a fairy.

The fairy was sitting in the central living room, with a view of the street lamps and the distant mountains outside the window. The living room was filled with drifting mist, which was hard to distinguish from reality, and the holographic projection on the wall and in the air changed endlessly, like a fairyland.

“Wow, there’s a fairy!” Zhou Dangdang exclaimed, running to the fairy’s side to take a closer look.

Zhu Juntang smiled elegantly, her face still looking refined.

“Can I touch you?” Zhou Dangdang asked curiously.

Zhu Juntang nodded, and Zhou Dangdang poked her cheek, exclaiming, “Brother Chang’an, the fairy is real! Her skin is like jelly!”

“I’ll leave you here to play. I’ll come find you in a while.” Liu Chang’an said.

Zhou Dangdang nodded vigorously, and Zhao Si was left to watch over her.

“I’m telling the truth, I’m really a fairy.” Zhu Juntang still had some pride.

Her self-delusion had already reached an advanced stage, and through daily self-affirmation, she had achieved a kind of hypnotic effect, denying her own self-awareness from the bottom of her heart and forgetting that she was human.

Liu Chang’an analyzed this, but he didn’t care whether she was a fairy or a girl.

“Do you have something to say?”

“I got the cup you used to drink tea last time and had it tested in the laboratory, but the lab said there were no normal human oral epithelial cells and couldn’t detect any useful data. Why is that?”

“If there really are immortal people, how can they have cells that divide and die, and metabolize like ordinary people?” Liu Chang’an shook his head. “You’re doing useless things, and your abilities are not enough to threaten me. When you need to use the entire Zhu family’s power to deal with me, someone will naturally come to stop you.”

“I’m not going to deal with you,” Zhu Juntang caught the key point, “You mean the Zhu family will help me?”

“You can try, but Su Lao will definitely not let you get away with it,” Liu Chang’an said calmly. “No matter how much she spoils you.”

“I don’t want to go back to Taiwan. There are people who want to kill me in Taiwan. I like it here in Junsha, it’s very safe.”

“Someone in Taiwan wants to kill you?” Liu Chang’an wasn’t surprised. Such things were common in large families, and even if she was Su Xiaojuan’s most beloved granddaughter, if someone in the family killed her, would Su Xiaojuan really destroy the entire Zhu family to avenge her?

“For example, my cousin’s son, Zhu Lilin, pushed me into a water pit when I was a kid, and I almost drowned. He was forbidden from returning to Taiwan for ten years, but it didn’t affect him much… except that he lost some inheritance shares.” Zhu Juntang sneered, “So I need superpowered people to protect me.”

“You can stay in Junsha then,” Liu Chang’an agreed.

“Junsha is a good place, and there are no natural disasters like earthquakes or volcanic eruptions. If there’s a war, it’s basically impossible to bomb this city, and even if there’s a missile that can break through the defense, they’ll definitely prioritize attacking Lake Wu City to the north, right? Not to mention the strategic importance, economic scale, and political status of Lake Wu City, which are all more important than Junsha.” Zhu Juntang was quite proud of her strategic vision, and if she lived in ancient times, this kind of geographic strategic vision would make her a majestic female general.

“What did you want to ask me today?” Liu Chang’an didn’t appreciate her vision, feeling that chatting with her was no different from chatting with Zhou Dangdang.

“I want to attend school with you guys,” Zhu Juntang persisted, “I want to move you.”

“Okay, go find Qin Yanan and ask for her help. Start from the first year of high school and see what procedures need to be done. Now, people from Taiwan basically enjoy the same treatment as locals when enrolling in school.” Liu Chang’an patted Zhu Juntang’s shoulder, “You should go to school and learn something. You can’t just idle around all the time. Learn something and then you can read books.”

Zhu Juntang felt that Liu Chang’an’s tone had become more gentle and kindly, and she was proud that he seemed to have finally changed his attitude. She grasped Liu Chang’an’s arm and called out in a spoiled tone, “Grandpa!”

“You’re really a lovely little fairy,” Liu Chang’an nodded.

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