Comprehensive film and television: Qingli

"Well, although I am a little excited, I asked you to leave a long time ago, but you refused and insisted on staying here."

Deng Zibu looked at the "heartwarming" scene before him and smiled knowingly, "Who is this? Your grandson?"

Zhang Chulan: "Who is his grandson!"

Lu Jin: "He is not my grandson!"

Deng Zibu's words made both of them change their expressions and retort at the same time.

After Zhang Chulan got angry, he shuddered instantly, ran to the quilt, picked it up, and put it on.

Seeing this, Deng Zibu's smile grew even brighter. "Ajin, don't be sad. This is more suitable for you."

"I'm actually living a pretty good life right now. I've seen a lot of scenery I've never seen before, and I'm also working hard to get a job as a civil servant in the underworld. My life is so fulfilling!"

"Well, when you come down, I'll treat you and take you for a nice stroll!"

Lu Jin was speechless for a moment. Although his starting point was good, he said, "Don't leave yet. He is living well now and doesn't want to leave for the time being."

"I'm relieved that you're doing well."

No matter what, at this moment, the huge stone that had been weighing on Lu Jin's heart for many years finally disappeared.

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Seeing that Lu Jin and Deng Zibu seemed to have resolved their "grudge" and started chatting about family matters, Zhang Chulan could no longer contain his doubts and, seizing the right moment, asked, "Senior Deng Zibu, I, Zhang Chulan, would like to ask you a question. What exactly happened back then?"

For a moment, Zhang Chulan attracted the attention of everyone.

Logically speaking, Zhang Chulan's question is actually very uncomfortable for ghosts. After all, who wouldn't get angry when someone asks you how you died?

But Deng Zibu was emotionally stable, and with his master Shen Qingli by his side, he was able to answer Zhang Chulan's questions with a smile.

"What happened back then is a long story, so I'll cut to the chase. Back then, I don't know where those people got the list of us from, but they were actually coveting the Eight Wonders. They started to attack us."

"Because we did have connections with Quan Xing, the sect couldn't openly help us. We were young at the time, and all we cared about was not bringing trouble to the sect. So, we all just held on, wandering around outside, not contacting anyone."

"For a moment, we were 'alone' and had to scatter among the crowd to avoid being surrounded. But even so, we were still captured one by one..."

Zhang Chulan could roughly guess what Deng Zibu said based on the "results". What he wanted to know was what happened before they were hunted down.

In order to better gain Deng Zibu's trust and get him to tell him about the past, Zhang Chulan directly brought up his grandfather. "Senior, you should know my grandfather. My grandfather's name is Zhang Xilin. He is also one of the creators of the Eight Wonders. He created the source of the Qi body."

"Oh↗↘, now I remember. I was wondering why you looked familiar. I thought it was because you looked a bit like Lu Jin. Turns out you're the grandson of that big-eared thief!"

"I didn't expect his grandson to be this big already..."

"By the way, how is he now? Come to think of it, it seems like we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Zhang Chulan was not sure what the relationship between his grandfather and Deng Zibu was like, and there were too many people on the field, so he didn't dare to ask too directly and could only ask indirectly.

His expression suddenly darkened, sadness lingering around him. "I didn't expect that you really knew my grandfather, Senior. My grandfather...he has already..."

As Zhang Chulan spoke, he sobbed twice, looking like a pitiful little kid with no relatives or friends to rely on.

Deng Zibu fell silent for a moment, feeling as if he had asked something he shouldn't have. "Sorry, I didn't expect..."

After all, in his opinion, although the Big Ear Thief looked stupid, he was actually very smart. If he asked who among the eight of them was most likely to escape the disaster and survive, it would most likely be him.

Zhang Chulan wiped away the tears he had forced out, looking melancholy. "It's okay, it's Grandpa Deng. Can I call you that?"

"My grandfather passed away too early. I really miss him. Can you tell me about his youth?"

Shen Qingli, who knew Zhang Chulan better, fell silent. Zhang Chulan was really someone who wouldn't even let ghosts go!

She looked at Deng Zibu, whose face clearly showed a hint of self-blame, and shook her head. You really deserve to be caught!

He has already died once, but he is still so "naive" and easily trusts others. It turns out that dying once does not increase his IQ, so he should continue to suffer the beatings of society.

So, Shen Qingli just pretended not to see it, while the other two people who could remind Deng Zibu:

The old Taoist priest had a strong filter for Zhang Chulan. In addition, he also wanted to know what his junior brother had experienced after leaving Longhu Mountain, which led to him preferring death to return. Therefore, his eyes were a little vague. Not only did he not say anything, but he quietly pricked up his ears.

Lu Jin, the only one on the field who would not watch Deng Zibu being deceived, missed the only chance to remind his good brother because he did not know Zhang Chulan well enough.

"Although it's a bit strange to call it that, it's not impossible."

Although Deng Zibu felt a bit strange about being a grandfather at such a young age, why would he refuse when someone offered to be his grandson?

"Your grandfather..."

In fact, Deng Zibu could no longer remember many things. Those things happened too long ago for him, as if they were from his previous life. He only remembered some major and special events.

It’s all his fault that he died too early!

So, Deng Zibu picked out everything he could remember and tell him about Zhang Chulan's grandfather.

Although it’s not much, it’s enough for Zhang Chulan and the others who are almost like headless flies. At least they have a general direction, right?

After asking, Zhang Chulan knew that he would not tell him anything else, so he immediately stopped, "Thank you so much, Grandpa Deng. My memory of my grandfather was a little vague. I didn't expect him to be so heroic when he was young..."

"Grandpa Deng, from now on you are my real grandpa!"

After asking what he wanted to ask, Zhang Chulan immediately found a corner next to the old Taoist priest and stood there, acting as a transparent person.

He still knew too little, and with no connections or benefits to exchange with the other person, he could only rely on his grandfather's meager affection to ask a few simple, general questions...

But it doesn’t matter, he can stay here and pick up the bargains, as long as he knows a little more, it’s all his profit!!!

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