I'm really immortal

Chapter 90 Talking About Longevity Again
Liu Changan was the poorest person Zhu Juntang knew, and his clothes, shoes and trousers combined seemed to cost less than 100 yuan.

Poverty, disease, and war are the injustices that human beings are least willing to encounter in the world.

Zhu Juntang had no intention of lamenting the gap between people. In fact, she was just curious about Liu Changan's choice. He refused her solicitation and still lived his poor life. She prescribes the right medicine, provides conditions that make him more tempted, and recruits him into her own hands.

Everything in this world is a transaction, isn't it?It's just that some transactions are worthwhile, and some transactions can only be dumb and eat coptis, or knock down teeth and swallow blood.

Liu Changan reads his own book, and Zhu Juntang doesn't care that he turns a blind eye to beautiful fairies. Who makes him a fairy man like an iron crutch?
"For an immortal like you, it stands to reason that any bowl you take out should be an antique. It was used by a certain celebrity in history." Zhu Juntang said to himself, "I watched a Korean drama. , the immortal alien male protagonist in it is called Professor Du, that’s how it is, the female protagonist smashed his antique tableware, he felt distressed, and said that so-and-so used it.”

Liu Changan couldn't help laughing, "This movie should be quite funny."

"This movie is funny, but the content I described just now... where is your joke?" Zhu Juntang didn't understand why Liu Changan was laughing.

"If I really live forever, or if I am the guest of Emperor Qin and Hanwu, it will not be difficult for me to be the emperor... Countless heaven's favored people, romantic figures, talk about Taoism, talk about love and moon, and talk about the world. After hundreds of years, these People turn into dust, so I would be rare on the tableware at that time, and keep it for my own use now?” Liu Changan looked at Zhu Juntang incomprehensibly, “Isn’t this funny? Some people use it as a style, but it’s hard for me I understand... What's more, when you go to the museum, all kinds of artifacts unearthed hundreds of thousands of years ago are exquisite, but if you really say that modern craftsmanship cannot be copied and surpassed, it is very rare, at most it is a certain method that has been lost Now, it is difficult to be exactly the same, but it is not difficult to say that the quality is superior and the practicality is better. Why do I need these ancient objects to show the style, and give up the better products brought about by the progress of human technological civilization?"

"Another point is that many ancient objects, when they were made, were mixed with a lot of heavy metals and things that modern science has proved are not good for human health... Used for eating and cooking, affecting the taste, understand?"

Zhu Juntang thought for a while, what Liu Changan said made sense, but why did everyone just discuss the matter?When speaking, don't you always find a reason to refute what others say, regardless of whether it makes sense?
"I'm just giving you an example! If you don't need antiques, you don't need antiques, but you are still very poor. How can an immortal be as poor as you?" Zhu Juntang became more and more convinced that Liu Chang'an accurately said that he possessed superpowers. His immortality has not reached the level of living hundreds or thousands of years, that is, the level of his great-grandmother's generation, and he still retains his youth... Otherwise, he would really live for thousands of years, how could he be so poor ?Just save some money, and life should be pretty good now.

"What's the matter with being poor? If you are poor, you will eat your rice and white noodles?" Liu Changan turned the pages of the book indifferently, "I told you all about it. That night on the top of the building, I and you just made up nonsense stories."

Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Changan suspiciously, for a while he wanted to believe what he said on the roof that day, for a while he wanted to believe his own analysis, and for a while he observed whether what he said now was half-truth, half-false, or completely perfunctory.

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit that you are immortal and you don't have superpowers, but at least tell me, how did you appear on the roof of my house that day?" Zhu Juntang was still curious about this, "At that time, in order not to attract attention, I didn't I went to check the surveillance, but recently when my mother came to Junsha, I checked the surveillance again, and I didn't find your whereabouts under the camera at all."

Liu Changan thought for a while, looked at Zhu Juntang uncertainly, and asked tentatively, "Maybe you are dreaming?"

"I dreamed of you for no reason. I didn't know you before that day, who would dream of someone I don't know!" The elegant Zhu Juntang couldn't bear his serious perfunctory.

"Makes sense."

"you……"

Zhu Juntang was very angry. Liu Changan was the most perfunctory person to him, and also the most patient and polite person, but he didn't take Zhu Juntang seriously at all. He bit his lip and showed two canine teeth, "Liu Changan, do you believe me?" Do you believe I will bite you? Since you are immortal, maybe it is like the Tang monk's meat, and you can live forever by eating a bite of your meat."

"Which one do you want to eat? I'll wash it first, and add some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar to adjust the taste for you."

Of course Zhu Juntang would not really bite him, what kind of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar should be added?He clearly does not let oil or salt in, and does not leak water. The stones in the latrine are as smelly and hard.

"Let me tell you one last thing..." Zhu Juntang thought for a while, and calmed down. He wanted to be like the fourth son of the Warring States Period. Later, Zhongqing reported everything she knew about you to my mother. My mother is as smart as I am, but she doesn't know your secret like I do, so she is just looking for your great-grandfather... actually It's you, but there is a mysterious old man on the surface, and she is looking for this mysterious old man."

"Why didn't you tell your mother?" Liu Changan was curious about this.

"Everyone has secrets that cannot be told, so don't ask me so much. In short, my mother is not a beautiful, lovely, kind-hearted little fairy like me. If you can't keep the secrets strictly, even if my great-grandmother can help you... yours The trouble is not small, my mother is the kind of person who is particularly powerful and cruel." Zhu Juntang said seriously.

"That's it."

"Are you particularly moved? I am so confiding in you."

"No."

Zhu Juntang really has nothing to do with Liu Changan, but she did not give up, and one day he will be moved. The so-called iron pestle ground into a needle, where is it now?Since the gods are so partial to themselves and have created such a beautiful fairy that transcends everything, they will always give themselves more happiness and achievements.

"The last question." Zhu Juntang giggled, "You really don't plan to get engaged to Qin Yanan?"

"Yes."

"Then do you have any prejudice against young and beautiful widows?" Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Changan expectantly.

Of course Liu Changan had no prejudices, but Zhu Juntang's eyes made Liu Changan feel that it was right to refuse to continue the conversation with her.

　Various requests.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)