Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

"Is this old fellow the King Xian? He is quite capable, and has survived to this day. He still has these three eyes. Does he think he is Erlang Shen?"

Fatty Wang walked around King Xian, pointing at the eyes on his forehead.

hissing...

Although King Xian did not understand what Fatty Wang said, he could sense that Fatty Wang's words were full of ridicule towards him, so he roared angrily.

This instead caused even greater ridicule from Fatty Wang.

"Oh my, how come you can't even speak human language? Is this the language of gods? Why does it sound like a python spitting out its tongue to me?"

"You are such a poor guy, stop getting in the way here."

Chang Zhengyang snatched off the third eye on King Xian's forehead. His action was so fast, accurate and ruthless that no one, including King Xian himself, could react.

hissing...

King Xian's voice was full of pleading for mercy and fear, which made anyone who heard it cry and anyone who saw it feel sad.

Chang Zhengyang sneered and said, "You are a puppet of an ancient snake, and you really think you are immortal? How long can you last without this thing?"

Chang Zhengyang threw King Xian to the ground. The other party struggled to get up and escape, but found that his strength was getting weaker and weaker. Finally, he let out a desperate roar, fell heavily to the ground, and lay there motionless.

Everyone sighed when they saw this. A hero who had used all means to survive from more than two thousand years ago ended up in such a hasty manner.

"Old Qi, the rest is up to you. You take care of the giant Tai Sui up there and the ancient corpse here. Don't make too much noise or else this place will collapse."

"Don't worry, Director. I promise to deliver a complete underground palace."

Chang Zhengyang nodded, turned around and left. Except for Lao Hu, Shirley Yang, and Fatty Wang, everyone else stayed in the underground palace to help Black Glasses deal with everything here.

Old Hu played with the Zhuochen Pearl for a while, and then handed it to Shirley Yang who had been impatient for a long time. As soon as Shirley Yang took the Zhuochen Pearl, she knew it was the real thing.

"This is our Zagrama clan. This is the Zhuchen Pearl that my grandfather and his people have been looking for their entire lives! Too many people died for you. Alas..."

After Shirley Yang sighed for a while, she silently returned the Zhuchen Pearl to Chang Zhengyang.

After seeing the tragic end of King Xian, her thoughts about the Zhuchen Pearl disappeared completely.

She, and even the Yang family behind her, could not protect such a sacred object.

A treasure, and a top-grade treasure at that. For an ordinary person to hold it in his hands would mean death.

She glanced at Chang Zhengyang. The Zhuchen Pearl would be most suitable in his hands.

The helicopter quickly took off with a roar and disappeared into the sky in a short while.

It was already the morning of the next day when Chang Zhengyang and his friends returned to Yanjing.

"Go and bring your son here later. I'll be waiting for you at the police station."

Lao Hu and Shirley Yang looked at each other and nodded to Chang Zhengyang: "I understand, we will be there soon."

The two men looked at Chang Zhengyang leaving, stood there in a daze for a while, and then went to pick up their son Hu Tutu.

"Lao Hu, I'm a little scared..."

"It's okay, I'm here."

While comforting Shirley Yang, Old Hu rushed to the bureau with his son Hu Tutu.

After arriving at the bureau, the family of three met Chang Zhengyang in a room.

Chang Zhengyang picked up the wooden box beside him and handed it to Lao Hu.

"Give the Zhuchen Pearl to your son?"

Old Hu took the wooden box, opened it and saw that the Zhuchen Pearl, which had been cleaned, was lying quietly in the box.

"Tutu, Daddy will give you a dried bead. Daddy is telling you, don't lick it or bite it. In short, don't let it get stained with your saliva, understand?"

"why?"

"No reason, Dad is doing this for your own good, just do as you are told."

Old Hu rubbed his son Hu Tutu's head, and when he nodded in agreement, he took the Zhuchen Pearl out of the wooden box and placed it in Hu Tutu's hand.

"Oh, what beautiful eyes!"

As soon as little Hu Tutu took the Zhuchen Pearl, he excitedly wanted to lick it, but was stopped by Shirley Yang who was quick-eyed and quick-handed.

"You kid, did you listen to what your father just said to you?"

Hu Tutu tightly grasped the Zhuchen Pearl, looked up and smiled foolishly, then slowly closed his eyes amid Shirley Yang's exclamation.

"Tutu, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."

Shirley Yang hugged Hu Tutu and checked his physical condition anxiously. Old Hu was calmer and soon found that Hu Tutu was just asleep.

So he quickly comforted Shirley Yang and said, "It's okay, Tutu just fell asleep."

Shirley Yang quickly calmed down after hearing this, and after taking a closer look at Tutu, she finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was just asleep.

However, they remembered that their son was full of energy just now. It was not afternoon or night anymore. It was unreasonable for him to fall asleep in the blink of an eye!

Their eyes simultaneously fell on Hu Tutu's right hand which was tightly grasping the Zhuchen Pearl. Shirley Yang reached out her hand, trying to pry the child's hand away and take the Zhuchen Pearl from him, but she found that the child's hand was grasping very tightly, so she had to give up the idea of ​​taking the Zhuchen Pearl.

The two looked at each other, and then at Chang Zhengyang, who had remained silent until now. Lao Hu said, "Boss, what is Tutu doing..."

Chang Zhengyang reached out and pulled the child over, patted him on the back and said, "It's okay, this is the ancient snake guy communicating with the little guy!"

Old Hu was stunned and said, "Ah, this, this, will Tutu be in danger?"

Shirley Yang had come into contact with the ancient snake before, so she was terrified. She rushed over and tried to grab the Zhuchen Pearl in Hu Tutu's hand.

Chang Zhengyang raised his hand to stop her and said to her in a soothing tone, "Don't be nervous. The ancient snake has no ill intentions. It just chose your son to be its apostle. This is a good thing. It is a great fortune for it."

apostle?

A chance encounter?

Shirley Yang and Lao Hu looked at each other, both of them showing a look of half belief and half doubt.

Old Hu spoke first: "Boss, this so-called good fortune you mentioned, is it good or bad for Tutu?"

Chang Zhengyang rubbed Hu Tutu's head and said with a smile: "This is of course a good thing. Under the subtle influence of the ancient snake, this child's brain will be greatly developed. This child will be a very smart child in the future. Well, what you should worry about is how to guide him correctly!"

what?

What they have to worry about is how to guide their children correctly?

Old Hu and Shirley Yang looked at their sleeping son stupidly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Smart? How smart can my Tutu be?"

Chang Zhengyang smiled gloatingly: "Anyway, he might have a million questions, so just wait to be annoyed to death, haha..."