Avenue Of Rebirth

[Death into 56 appearances, [-] shapes. 】

Su An, who was "lived in at home", and Bjork and Han Jiabi, who were "leaved generously by the lovely children", sat at the dining table facing each other, enjoying a table of delicious food in silence.

"Butler Huang, don't stand there, let's sit down and eat together." Seeing the old butler smiling at them standing aside, Su An said hastily.

"How can it be done? How can the master let the servants serve the meal?" The old butler quickly waved his hands, "You guys eat so well."

"It's so old, and it's still divided into master and servant. Since I'm considered the young master," Su An mentioned that the word "young master" is a little uncomfortable, "sit down and eat, be obedient." The young master made a fuss like a tiger.

The old butler who was touched by the tiger was so moved that he burst into tears, and sat down wiping the hot tears that almost flowed outside the gate, but after a few mouthfuls, he couldn't help but bring food for his young master.

"Come on, young master, eat some of this, it can replenish iron."

"This is the sweet and sour pork ribs that the young master used to eat the most."

"This young master, is a newly developed dish in the kitchen, and the master likes it all."

The young master lowered his head and silently looked at the rice bowls where the food was almost piled up to the ceiling. In the end, he didn't say much, but silently ate all the food that carried the old man's kindness. In other words, it was really delicious...

After the meal was over, the enthusiastic old butler took Bjork and Han Jiapi to visit the villa again, and they didn't leave until the afternoon.

"Boy, although I now know that you have an unusual background, as long as you are still an artist under me, you have to obey me obediently." Before leaving, Bjork finally began to warn seriously.

"Hmm." Although the answer was short, Su An's decisive and vigorous nodding fully reflected his agreement.

Bjork is satisfied.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense. I asked you to take a day off. You should have a good rest. Don't be idle all the time. Study the script carefully. When the time comes, I will ask Aaron to pick you up to the set."

"no problem."

"Finally... If possible, talk to your father and try to move back. After all, you are a group of people, and it's good to live together." Bjork hesitated, but still said it.

"This... alright." You don't need to tell me, uncle, I have to find a way!It’s okay to be inconvenient for filming, but if it’s found that he’s not the original Su An, the prince of an underground kingdom, Su An can completely foresee that he can die in 56 different shapes.

"Then let's go." Bjork said goodbye.

"Susu, see you on the set tomorrow!" Han Jiabi reluctantly said.

Although he couldn't understand the inexplicable sadness of parting, Su An really felt a little lost after seeing off his uncle and Han Jiabi.

Walking around in the manor, except for him and Su Xitang, all the other people in the manor are servants. Everyone greeted him politely when they saw him, and then continued with their work, pruning the leaves, cleaning the ground, and drying the clothes...

Every inch of land can be found from memories.

This familiar but unfamiliar place... is it my home?

Su An's home has long since ceased to exist. Su An is dead, and he has become Su An. The so-called home can only be this.

Su An told himself somewhat bewilderedly.

I read the script in the room for another afternoon. After lunch, I didn't see Su Xitang come back, even until Su An went to sleep.

The godfather of the underworld and the president of the group are really busy.

I should also work hard, although I no longer care so much about other people's opinions, after all, I don't want to be considered as a mediocre second-generation ancestor.

Sitting on the bed studying the script, watching and watching, Su An fell down in a daze and fell asleep.

In a daze, it seemed that someone had covered him with a quilt.

When I turned over, I accidentally touched the man's hand.

It's cold, like frost.

Su An suddenly opened his eyes.

There is no one else in the dark room except myself.

Su An couldn't tell what mood he was in, and sighed in relief.

It seems that in addition to hypocrisy, I also have the problem of lust.

There is no other target, and the young master Su An, who doesn't have a poisonous tongue, will mercilessly stab himself.

Go to the toilet.

Su An rubbed his eyes, stood up with a smile, opened the door and walked out.

Su An, who was walking to the bathroom according to his memory, turned his head, only to find that there was light in the hall downstairs.

It was the closet burning charcoal.

As expected of a rich family, no one is still burning charcoal here, not to mention a waste of money, what if it causes carbon monoxide poisoning due to lack of oxygen.

No, it was wrong, it should be - how can our family be so extravagant and wasteful.

Holding Su An, who contributed to the family and saved his mind, walked down the stairs with a Hatch, spread the still burning firewood in the hearth with a fireplace hook, and watched the fire go out bit by bit, Su An Hatched look back.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

Su An, who considered himself a pure man, couldn't help but let out a tragic cry.

In the light of the flickering fire, he saw a pale human face on the sofa!

"There is a ghost, help me ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——"

The lamp in the living room was snapped on!

The huge living room was instantly brightly lit, as bright as day, and servants emerged quickly like ninjas on 24-hour standby, holding mops, brooms, scissors, sticks, machetes (?), electric batons (?), talismans Paper (??), dog blood (???) and other objects expressed strong concern for the young master's personal safety.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, master?"

"Tell me what you see, we will protect you!"

"Young master, don't be afraid of ghosts. I got a doctorate in a Taoist school. I can drive away all kinds of ghosts and gods except for the big boss like God!"

Su An, who was so frightened that his soul almost broke out of his shell, was unable to discover the various flaws of the servants. He looked in horror at the direction where he had just discovered the pale face——

"..."

"..."

"..."

The servants retreated silently with their lore weapons.

Su An stood there awkwardly.

He suddenly hoped that a thunderbolt would strike him from the sky and let him be reborn, on any cat or dog, anyway, not on Su An standing in the living room now.

Su An waited silently for a while, and found that it seemed that God did not show mercy to him to save him from the deadlock.

Then you can only save yourself...

"Well...I didn't see you sitting here bored, so...well, I want to make you happy."

silence.

"I'm telling the truth. There are no ghosts in this world. Besides, there are no ghosts like you—how can you look like a ghost?"

silence.

"Then, then I'll go up first? You—Father, you should go to bed earlier, I, I'm leaving..."

silence.

There is no response to so many people's words, it's not a ghost.What kind of fireplace is burning in the middle of the night? Thinking about life? This is.Isn't it interesting for a woman to be so white?it was all your fault!it was all your fault!

The boy who complained silently in his head kept a polite but stiff smile and climbed the stairs silently.

"...Su An."

A man's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Finished!

Su An suddenly turned his head back and bowed 90 degrees, Chen Ken admitted his mistake: "Father, I was wrong. I should have thought that you were insomnia again when I saw the fireplace burning again. Treating you as a ghost is simply rebellious, evil, and evil. I mean, you are as ethereal and ethereal as a ghost. I am wrong again. I really didn’t mean to treat you as a ghost..."

The teenager started a long speech of his own confession, his head was buried deeply and he didn't dare to lift it.

Su Xitang looked at the bowed and chattering young man standing on the stairs, and suddenly felt something interesting.

Could it be that this boy, his adopted son, was like this before, but he didn't realize it?

Talks as much as that bastard Suzy pays.

Thinking of this, Su Xitang couldn't help laughing, and the next moment her face turned cold again, and she withdrew her smile.

After staring at the young man with cold eyes for a while, who was still searching for how to express his deep regret, Su Xitang opened his mouth lightly.

"No matter what you do, try to do it well, and don't fall for my name, Su Xitang."

Such awkward words...could they be regarded as father's jerky encouragement?

Su An raised his head and nodded in surprise.

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"In a few days it will be Su Xitang's late adoptive brother Su Xichou's birthday. Su Xitang will definitely go to the cemetery that day."

"Su Xitang's forces have almost completed the investigation, here is the report."

"In order to unify City A, Su Xitang bloodbathed many forces and offended many people. Here is the list of those who are willing to cooperate with you to uproot the Wang Chou Group. Please take a look at it, Director Wang."

The man who was listening to the assistant's report put down the cigar in his hand, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and said in a deep voice, "...put it down."

The assistant immediately put the report in his hand on the man's desk.

"That bastard named Chen Tunnel is also a key person, how are the arrangements for him?"

"Someone has been arranged to follow him 24 hours a day, and he can be dealt with whenever necessary."

The man nodded and reminded: "It is said that this person is not easy to deal with. Arrange the best people to go and watch him."

"That's—what about Su Xitang?" The assistant, who was about to agree subconsciously, couldn't help asking him.

"...Su Xitang?" It seemed that just by uttering this name, one could recall the extremely pale man. The man sitting behind the table picked up his cigar and took another deep puff. "He, I'll come in person."

"Wang Dong! This is too dangerous, you can't—"

"Needless to say!" With a wave of the hand holding the cigar, "Just as you said, we will do it on Su Xichou's birthday. October 10th is the day we get the Wangchou Group."

The assistant wanted to speak, but under the indifferent gaze of the man, he finally shut up and left the room silently.

October 10th will not only be the day when I get paid by the Wang Group.

October 10th is also the day I get you.

The man looked down at the calendar, his eyes slowly narrowing.

He could easily recall that person's appearance, his pale complexion like frost and snow, his elegant and indifferent temperament, his deep and charming eyes, and his pale and thin lips...

If such a wonderful person could be pressed under the bed, his pale cheeks flushed, and his lips moaned, his body would definitely be more beautiful...

The man took another sip of the cigar, almost biting it, as if it could vent a little bit of his vigorous desire.

Su Xitang...you must be mine.

The man pressed the cigar into the ashtray vigorously, and opened all the information about the Wang Chou Group on the table.

Bright lights illuminate the badges on the table.

"Wang Dong, Chairman of Zhaohui Group"