"You have inherited his old man's mantle?" Old Chen's old gray-yellow eyes stared at Su Luo, with a strange look in his eyes.
Su Luo could feel Lao Chen's sincere respect and admiration for the old man Zihuo, subconsciously, she felt that there was no need to hide it, so she nodded lightly: "Yes, I accidentally broke into the cave and got the old man Zihuo. inheritance, but how did you see it?"
In fact, this is what Su Luo is most curious about.
How did Lao Chen see that she inherited the mantle of the old man of Zihuo? She didn't show anything at all.
At this moment, Lao Chen was completely immersed in his own world. He raised his head, and could see the tears flickering faintly.
"I've waited for so many years, I thought I couldn't wait in this life, but I didn't expect that at this last moment, but it really did." Old Chen Chang sighed, and his expression was filled with infinite nostalgia.
"What do you mean?" Su Luo was even more puzzled.
"My grandfather was the personal servant beside Old Man Zihuo back then." Old Chen looked at Su Luo indifferently, "Old Man Zihuo is not only the top alchemist on the continent, but also one of the few stone gamblers. It's not the most amazing thing, the most amazing thing is that the old man actually refined a kind of medicine, a kind of—"
Speaking of this, Lao Chen's expression flashed a strange light, but it suddenly dimmed again: "This medicine is very miraculous, after taking it, it can make people open their eyes at a specific time. Look at the surface of the rough stone to see if it contains spar."
"Ah?" Su Luo was taken aback.
Is there such a thing as medicine? Can you see the internal structure of the rough stone after taking it? How can there be such a heaven-defying drug in the world? Isn't that outrageous
Old Chen looked at Su Luo lightly, and said, "The most amazing thing is not this, but that the Chen family has been single since then, and every direct descendant can open the eyes of the sky."
"What?" Su Luo was even more unbelievable. How evil is the old man Zihuo? He could...
Following that, Lao Chen's expression gradually dimmed: "There should not be such a heaven-defying potion in the world, so the Chen family is destined to be attacked by time."
"Backlash?" Su Luo wondered.
"Each generation of the Chen family must serve the old man Zihuo or his descendants, and never betray them from generation to generation." Old Chen said clearly, "If you don't serve them, you won't be able to survive. One hundred years old."
"How could this be..." Su Luo couldn't figure it out.
"You don't have to believe me, but my grandfather and father did die on their 100th birthday, and no one can make an exception." Old Chen's cloudy eyes dimmed for a moment, and he added, "When they died, Peaceful, with no scars on his body, he died in his sleep, exactly as his ancestors said."
Seeing Su Luo staring at Su Luo in disbelief, a wry smile flashed in Old Chen's eyes: "So, the greatest wish of the Chen family for generations is to find the old man Zihuo, or his inheritor, and serve her by his side."
"But..." Su Luo spread his hands helplessly, "I'm not yet an alchemist, so I can't unravel the curse on you at all."
"No, there's no need to untie it." Lao Chen knelt down on his knees and said solemnly, "I only hope that the girl can accept Lao Chen, and Lao Chen is already grateful."