Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Chapter 77 Zhou’s Orphan
"Master, have you ever remembered anything?"

The old man looked at Zhou Xian expectantly.

However, at this time, Zhou Xian looked at the birthmark on his heart with a solemn expression. The birthmark was like a flame, and the slightest movement was like a wisp of flame burning.

Zhou Xianneng was sure that he had never had such a birthmark before, but out of nowhere an old man came and called him Young Master, and inexplicably a birthmark appeared on his heart.

Everything seemed so weird now, so weird that it made Zhou Xian's heart tremble.

"Master, what I said is absolutely correct. There is something in Langya Zhou Mansion that can verify the identity of the young master. If you still don't believe it, how about following me to the ancestral home and giving it a try?"

The old man looked at Zhou Xian as if he were my young master, and muttered.

"Master, you peed on me when you were young. How could I admit the wrong person? And..."

Zhou Xian's face turned dark. This old man is so hateful. He is clearly slandering me. Who has peed on you?
Seeing that the old man wanted to continue talking, Zhou Xian quickly shouted: "Stop, stop, stop! Stop talking! I'll just go to Langya with you."

Hearing that Zhou Xian was willing to return to Langya, the old man suddenly showed joy, picked up Zhou Xian and walked towards the carriage.

Zhou Xian frowned, but said nothing and followed the old man to the carriage.

"Master, get in the car. This place is quite a distance from Langya. I feel sorry for you, Master." The old man looked at Zhou Xian with a look of shame.

Zhou Xian wanted to say no, but looking at the expectation on the old man's face, he finally jumped on the carriage.

Seeing this, the old man just jumped on the carriage, became a driver, and whipped his horse back to Langya.

Zhou Xian in the carriage was in a state of confusion at this time. Looking at the flame birthmark on his heart, he had a vague guess. To confirm the details, he would need to go to Langya Zhou Mansion, otherwise he would not be so simple. Just listen to the old man's words.

"How about running away..."

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half a month later

Langya City is located on the East China Sea. Before he arrived, Zhou Xian could smell the unique smell of the sea water dozens of miles away. The sound of crashing waves could be heard in his ears. He couldn't help but poke his head out as if he wanted to see the majestic waves of the East China Sea.

"Master, we'll be here in half a day." The old man thought that Zhou Xian was depressed, and quickly comforted him in a gentle voice, for fear that his young master would suddenly regret and not go home.

"Uncle Fu, don't worry. Since I've promised you to go back, I won't go back on it."

Zhou Xian shook his head helplessly. After spending half a month together, he naturally learned a lot about the Langya Zhou family.

According to Uncle Forbes, the Langya Zhou family was a single lineage, and it was a famous family a long time ago. Even compared to the current Langya Ruan family, it was not inferior at all. However, the family fell into decline later, until Zhou Xian's "father" One generation has been reduced to an ordinary rich family.

When Zhou Xian was ten years old, his family was brutally wiped out. "Zhou Xian" escaped because he went out to play, but was later hunted down and fell off a cliff.

Uncle Fu, on the other hand, happened to be sent out on an errand and was lucky enough to survive. After returning, he went to Xuandi to look but did not find the body of his young master, so he always believed that his young master was still alive.

In the past ten years, he has been constantly searching for his young master. It is not known whether it is because he is too weak or because he is concerned about the intimidation of the six doors. For these ten years, Uncle Fu has been safe and sound.

This search lasted for ten years, and finally there was news not long ago. At that time, police officers from the Six Gates came to Langya to find him and asked about his young master. He had never been so excited at that moment. After ten years, he finally found his young master!
When Zhou Xian asked who the enemy was and why he wanted to destroy the entire Zhou family, Uncle Fu didn't mention it at all. He just said that he would know it when the time comes.

Of course, even if Uncle Fu didn't say it, Zhou Xian could probably guess it. It was nothing more than that his ancestors were awesome, they left behind treasures, their family was in ruins, they were discovered, and they were killed.

I don’t know how many protagonists in TV dramas have been born after this set of procedures. The plot is so familiar that it seems a bit boring even if it happens to "oneself".

"I wonder what treasures the "ancestors" left behind? This place is close to the East China Sea, and it is said that there are many treasures in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea... I can't think about it anymore."

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Zhou Xian, who decided not to dwell on this anymore, turned to look at Uncle Fu and asked curiously: "By the way, Uncle Fu, do you have any relatives?"

Hearing this, Uncle Fu frowned slightly and said with a displeased look on his face: "Young Master, I am only in my forties, but I am not old."

"How old are you forty?"

The corner of Zhou Xian's mouth twitched slightly. This old man obviously looked like he was about to be buried. Are you telling me he is only in his forties? I'm afraid he's still thirty years older.

"Master, don't look at me like this. Ten years ago, none of the maids in the house would have been fascinated by me. It's just these ten years...but fortunately it's all worth it."

Uncle Fu looked proud at first, then suddenly felt a little disappointed as he spoke, and finally he looked relieved.

Zhou Xian couldn't help but fell silent after hearing this. For a man in his forties to become so gray-haired, it shows the hardships of these ten years.

After a long time, Zhou Xian just asked about his doubts.

"Have you never thought about taking the secrets of the Langya Zhou family in exchange for glory and wealth? If you can make the other party mobilize so many people to create a tragedy of annihilation, I think that thing is worth a lot of money. Have you ever regretted it?"

"Uncle Fu" couldn't help but be stunned. He seemed to be recalling something in his mind, and finally smiled slightly and said:

"I don't regret it. I didn't have a surname as a beggar. Thanks to the master and his wife, I took him in and gave me the surname Zhou. My life was given by the master and his wife. If it weren't for the master and his wife, I would have starved to death on the street. Since then, I swear that I am a member of the Zhou family when I am born, and a ghost of the Zhou family when I die. If it had not been for you, young master, in the past ten years, I would have gone down to accompany the master and the others."

Hearing this, Zhou Xian's heart perked up, not because he was moved by Zhou Fu's words in front of him, but because he was frightened by that person's methods.

"Perhaps this is just a thought in their eyes."

Zhou Xian was silent. He had never felt so small, so small that even if he knew who did it, he would not be able to resist at all, and he would not even dare to think about it.

"One day, I want this God to be unable to control me! No one can control my life!"

Zhou Xian's eyes flickered, and his eyes were firmer than ever before. At this moment, he had a grand goal. To achieve this goal, he must first become God's will, then surpass God's will, and finally suppress God's will!
"I hope you can stick to this original intention."

Zhou Xianruo had something to say, but he didn't know whether he was talking to Zhou Fu or himself.

Then, regardless of Zhou Fu's reaction, he directly lowered the car curtain without thinking about it, and his mind fell into a void.

"I will."

Zhou Fu's voice came from outside the car.

(End of this chapter)