After the divorce, I became a god that my ex-wife couldn’t reach.

After Pi Yangyang left Hongmei Villa, he did not go back to the villa. Instead, he drove around on the street for nearly two hours and then returned to the old street.

The appearance of Yan Qian this morning completely made Pi Yangyang's heart no longer peaceful.

He is actually the young master of the Yan family!

And all his relatives died in a massacre twenty years ago.

Do Master Tianyang Master and Master's follower Uncle Fu know about this matter?

He had to figure it out.

When he came to the old street courtyard, Uncle Fu was still taking care of this dilapidated courtyard as before.

Although the courtyard is dilapidated, it is full of vitality under his care.

The grape trellis was already filled with unripe grapes, and the flower beds on both sides were transformed into vegetable gardens, with all kinds of vegetables lush and lush.

When Pi Yangyang returned to the small courtyard, Uncle Fu was lying on the chair and staring in confusion.

He was not surprised to see Pi Yangyang back, but turned around and entered the main room, took three sticks of incense, lit them, and handed them to Pi Yangyang.

Pi Yangyang went over, knelt down and kowtowed three times to Master Tianyang's tablet, put the incense in the incense burner, then stood up and looked at Uncle Fu and asked, "Uncle Fu, do you know the Yan family in the capital?"

Uncle Fu still had the same expression as before, neither surprised nor happy, and shook his head calmly, "I don't know."

Pi Yangyang's eyes flickered and he asked again: "You really don't know?"

Uncle Fu looked calm and indifferent, "I really don't know."

Pi Yangyang pointed to his left buttocks, "Do you know what the swallow mark on my buttocks means?"

"It's just a birthmark, what does it mean? Do you want to say that you are the chosen one?"

Uncle Fu gave him a big roll of his eyes and said as if he was looking at a fool.

The corners of Pi Yangyang's mouth twitched.

For so many years, Uncle Fu has always looked like a dead person. No matter what he asked or what he said, he always had no idea.

Pi Yangyang didn't think anything of it before, thinking that he just had such a personality.

But today, he suddenly felt that this seemingly honest and honest Uncle Fu was just pretending to be stupid with him.

he does not know? There are ghosts only if you don’t know.

The Yan family is the largest family in Beijing and one of the five major families in China. He actually said he didn't know?

And it is certainly impossible for his deceased master to know everything.

"My surname is Yan, and I am a descendant of the Yan family in Beijing."

Pi Yangyang looked at Uncle Fu and said solemnly.

"When the Master picked you up, you only had a jade pendant on you. The Master concluded that it was your family heirloom, so your surname was Pi. You wanted to be named Yan, but the ancestors of the Yan family would not recognize you. Counterfeit.”

Uncle Fu glanced at him again. This time, he not only regarded him as a fool, but also as a madman.

"Also, if you really dare to be named Yan, the ancestors of the Pi family will definitely come out to find you."

Suddenly, he said sadly.

Pi Yangyang's heart skipped a beat, and he was suddenly shaken by Yan Qian's words.

He subconsciously touched his butt and butt: Is this really a birthmark?

Also, why are my memories before I was seven years old completely blank?

Although humans do have the ability to delete memories, they can't remember a single thing before they were seven years old, right?

"Don't think too much. Your surname is Pi. The Master picked you up back then because you were too naughty and often made him hate you, so he named you Pi Yangyang."

Hearing Uncle Fu's words, Pi Yangyang suddenly felt tight.

Because what Uncle Fu said was right, he was indeed beaten a lot when he was a child.

Moreover, when the Master beat him, he would scold him bitterly: "I'll make your skin itch to see if I don't peel off your skin..."

"Then...where is Spirit Island?"

Pi Yangyang rolled his eyes and suddenly asked curiously.

"You first earn enough money for milk powder. I will tell you before August 15th."

Uncle Fu also took three incense sticks, bowed to the memorial tablet, and inserted them into the incense burner.

Pi Yangyang knew that no matter how much he asked, Uncle Fu would not say anything.

Although he was filled with hatred, there was nothing he could do about it.

In desperation, he left the old house and headed to Lao Luotuo and Shui Linglong's shop.

As before, their shop was empty.

No, not a single bird.

Shui Linglong lay on the rickety counter and fell asleep, licking her lips while sleeping, as if she was daydreaming.

Old Luotuo was making paper figurines in the house, and he didn’t know where he had made so many paper figurines.

Over the years, every time Pi Yangyang came here, he almost always saw his grandfather and grandson making paper figurines.

Seeing Shui Linglong sleeping soundly, Pi Yangyang couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, and entered the store silently.

When Old Luotuo saw Pi Yangyang, he turned his head in surprise, with a look of surprise in his cloudy eyes.

"Xiaopi? Why are you here?"

Pi Yangyang glanced at the paper figurines he had made and asked curiously: "You made so many paper figurines and sold them all?"

The old camel nodded, "Of course, otherwise they would have run away on their own?"

Pi Yangyang smiled, pulled up an old wicker chair and sat down.

Old Luotuo looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Do you have anything to ask me?"

Pi Yangyang thought for a while and asked: "Last time, someone from your school caused trouble for you. Will they come back again?"

Old Luotuo said disdainfully: "How dare they come to trouble me? They just want to invite me back, but I don't want to, so they have no choice but to give up."

"Oh……"

Pi Yangyang responded casually.

Of course he knows what Old Luotuo is capable of. Just when those few people tried to force him last time, they definitely couldn't do it.

"You didn't come all the way here just to ask this question, right?"

Old Luotuo asked while making paper figures.

Pi Yangyang said: "Do you know the Yan family in Beijing?"

When he asked this question, he kept staring at the old camel.

But there was no change in Old Luotuo's expression, and he continued to paste the paper figures in his hands skillfully, and said: "I know, the most wealthy family in the capital back then. Unfortunately, there was a catastrophe twenty years ago, and the Yan family was wiped out."

"The Yan family was completely wiped out? Didn't anyone escape?"

Pi Yangyang's eyes flickered and he asked again.

"No, I happened to be in the capital that year, and the scene was very tragic. Dozens of members of the Yan family died unexpectedly, and the entire Yan family compound was destroyed by a fire..."

Old Luotuo shook his head and sighed. He seemed a little shocked when he talked about the tragedy of the Yan family.

Pi Yangyang originally wanted to find something from his expression, but in the end he was disappointed.

The old camel was as calm as ever.

At this moment, Shui Linglong woke up.

Suddenly seeing Pi Yangyang, he said in surprise: "Brother, why are you here?"

Pi Yangyang smiled and said, "I'm here to see you. How is your business lately?"

Shui Linglong smiled proudly, "That's good. Recently, there is a fool who often brings people to my place to buy paper figurines to burn and play with..."

Pi Yangyang was stunned and said in disbelief: "Buy paper people and burn them for fun? Are you really a fool?"

Old Luotuo said: "What fool? It's Wan Dan, the young master of the Wan family... Recently, he often brings some people to buy paper figures, and then takes them outside the city to burn them..."

Pi Yangyang understood immediately, gave Shui Linglong a strange look, smiled and said, "This is indeed a fool..."

Shui Linglong seemed to have no interest in discussing Wan Dan, and suddenly asked: "What did you ask grandpa just now? The Yan family in the capital?"

Pi Yangyang nodded, "Did you hear that?"

"You're asking the Yan family in the capital what they're doing? You're not the youngest of the Yan family, are you?"

Shui Linglong looked at him suspiciously and asked.

Before Pi Yangyang could answer, Old Luotuo said in a low voice: "The Yan family was wiped out twenty years ago. You were not even born at that time, and you are talking nonsense here? Your brother Pi is the Master of Tianyang in Arhat." How could the person picked up from the mountains be the youngest son of the Yan family..."

Shui Linglong said "Oh", "That's right. If it's really the youngest son of the Yan family, why did he come to Qingjiang?"

What is said is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

Pi Yangyang's heart moved and he turned to look at the old camel.

He always felt that Old Luotuo was a bit unpredictable and profound, just like Fu Bo.

He was just thinking about how to ask the old Luotuo to tell him what he knew in his heart, when his cell phone rang.

Qiu Haitang has arrived in Qingjiang and is staying at the Wanlong Hotel.

Pi Yangyang had no choice but to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll leave now. I'll see you another day..."

After saying that, he hurried out of the store and walked outside.

The moment he turned around, the old camel's hand suddenly paused, but soon began to make paper figures again.