Whether a person's existence is his own existence, or whether he exists only if he leaves memories in the minds of others, is a philosophical question.
Gu Cheng is not a philosopher, so he will not dwell on such painful issues.
He only believed that since a person truly existed, he would definitely leave traces of his presence wherever he existed.
Even if everyone says he doesn't exist, the things he left behind will never change.
"Old patriarch, can you lend me your Su family's genealogy?"
The old patriarch of the Su family said: "No problem, I'll ask someone to get it right now."
Zhou Jianxing whispered from the side: "It's useless, I have already turned over the family tree before, and there is no page that belongs to Su Zhenxing."
Gu Cheng said solemnly: "What I'm looking for is not the page about Su Zhenxing."
Taking the family tree, Gu Cheng looked through it and said, "As a vassal of the Zhou family, the Su family's family tree is recorded in great detail. Who is from Su Zhenxing's generation and the previous generation are all included in the family tree.
Su Zhenxing can disappear, but his parents can never disappear, and his residence can never disappear.
In the family tree, among the Su family members of the previous generation of Su Zhenxing, there are only two couples who have no records of children. Please, please come forward."
Two middle-aged couples stood up, both with nervous expressions on their faces.
The old patriarch of the Su family said in confusion: "Both of these two are physically ill, so they are childless in middle age."
"Don't worry, take me to their home first to take a look."
There was nothing wrong with the home of the first couple, a big house, but only two people lived there.
Because the people in Sujia Town are relatively wealthy, it makes no sense to judge how many people there are by how many houses there are.
But when he arrived at the second couple's home, Gu Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and waved his hand, and he released the five internal organs temple ghosts.
The people of the Su family didn't have much reaction.
Although the Su family is not a family of cultivators, they do serve cultivators, so they have seen warriors including various left-behind cultivators. They can refine ghosts without scaring them.
The five little ghosts were running around in various rooms, and after a while they returned to Gu Cheng's black jade space.
A smile appeared on Gu Cheng's face, he looked at the couple and said, "Are you sure you have no children?"
The middle-aged man gave a bitter smile: "When I was young, I went to the Northland to do business and was frozen. I will never have an heir in this life.
If I really have a son, it will be God’s blessing.”
Gu Cheng did not continue to ask, but opened a door.
The middle-aged man said: "This is a warehouse in my home."
"storehouse?"
Gu Cheng chuckled inexplicably and stepped inside. The whole room was piled full of all kinds of messy objects. It really looked like an unused warehouse.
But as Gu Cheng moved away the piles of debris, he exposed one of the pillars, pointed to the horizontal marks on it, and the simple numbers, and said calmly: "The children are growing up gradually, and every year
You have to measure your height once, you have memorized it for more than 20 years, and now you really don’t remember it at all?”
Gu Cheng reached out and moved out a cabinet, took out a piece of lipstick covered in rouge, and sighed: "It seems that you two not only have a son, but also a daughter-in-law. Have you forgotten all of this?"
Zhou Jianxing's expression changed and he shouted: "Arrest them!"
Several servants of the Zhou family immediately controlled the couple, but Gu Cheng shook his head and said: "Brother Zhou, don't worry yet.
No one remembers Su Zhenxing, so it is normal for his parents not to remember each other.
Moreover, Su Zhenxing actually has a wife, so where is his wife?
His wife has a foreign surname and cannot be included in the Su family tree, so where is his wife now?
Find everyone so we can determine who has the problem."
Gu Cheng looked at the old patriarch and said, "Please, old patriarch, find an open place and find all the women in the Su family who are over fifteen and under forty."
The old patriarch said: "Then let's go to the ancestral hall. We usually worship our ancestors in the ancestral hall, and it can accommodate many people."
Zhou Jianxing followed Gu Cheng and whispered: "Why did you find a forty-year-old? Then Su Zhenxing's mother is only in her forties. Is it possible for him to marry a mother?"
"I, Jingyesi, have always been rigorous in my work and cannot give up on any suspicious points or issues.
What if Su Zhenxing has any special hobbies and likes someone who is more mature?"
Zhou Jianxing glanced at Gu Cheng with some doubts. Who would have such a hobby? He seriously doubted that Gu Cheng had such a hobby.
The Su family's ancestral hall is located in the center of the entire Su family town. It is very large and can accommodate thousands of people.
But at this time, there was a slovenly-dressed, beggar-like guy in front of the ancestral hall, mumbling something.
"Layer after layer, haha, layer after layer, haha!"
When the beggar raised his head, what was revealed was an extremely terrifying face.
The entire face is covered with traces of burns, and the healed scars are so distorted that the flesh is so distorted that there is no trace of a human figure at all. If you look at it at night, it will be even scarier than a ghost face.
Seeing Gu Cheng's eyes drawn to the beggar, the old patriarch of the Su family sighed: "His name is Su Zhendong, and he is also a member of my Su family. His parents died young, and he has been a little confused since he was a child. He is still like a toddler when he is more than ten years old.
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After all, he is also a member of my Su family, so everyone takes turns taking care of him, and he has grown up eating the food of hundreds of families.
But when he was a teenager, he accidentally knocked over a brazier and caused a fire. He didn't know how to escape. Although he was rescued, he was disfigured and his brain seemed to be completely burned out. He could only eat, drink and defecate.
Nothing can be done anymore.
This is also a poor man, don’t mind Mr. Gu, I will take him away right now.”
With that said, the old patriarch asked two people from the Su family to take Su Zhendong down.
At this time, there were more than a hundred women who met the requirements gathered in the ancestral hall. Gu Cheng took out the piece of rouge lip paper and handed it to Xiao Yi, patted him on the shoulder and said: "I'll leave it to you, smell it, there is something in it
No one smells the same as this rouge lipstick."
Hearing this, Xiao Yi's face suddenly turned red.
His Chonglong Jade Talisman was only used to smell Yin Qi and ghost Qi. This was the first time he used it to smell a woman.
But now that they were doing business, Xiao Yi could only blush and start sniffing.
Wang Qiqi smiled and patted Xiao Yi on the shoulder: "I just discovered that the Qi Master's methods are also very interesting. It is a rare opportunity to smell the fragrance of so many women openly.
By the way, it seems like you haven't even tasted womanhood, right? Let your brother Zhao take you to Chunhua Building for a tour one day. Brother Gu is treating you.
Chunhua Building is now the property of the Luo Feng Gang. That old boy Lei Peng only follows Brother Gu's lead and uses Brother Gu's name to visit the brothel. How dare that old boy Lei Peng accept money?"
"Stop talking nonsense and let Xiao Yi do the business."
Gu Cheng pulled the blushing Xiao Yi and asked Wang Qi to stop causing trouble.
Xiao Yi took out the Chonglong Jade Talisman, smelled it on his lip paper, then walked over to the women with a blushing face and smelled them one by one.
This kind of action would be called obscene if it were done by a thick and dark man like Wang Qi.
But Xiao Yi, a bright and tender little fresh meat, still looks a bit cute when she cooks it.
At this time, Xiao Yi suddenly paused, pointed at the woman in front of him and said, "She! The breath on her lips is the same as hers!"
The woman Xiao Yi is referring to is probably in her early thirties, with a curvy figure, as attractive as a ripe peach.
Although her appearance is not too beautiful, her eyebrows and eyes are full of charm, and a tear mole is dotted in the corner of her eye, adding to her charm.
Zhou Jianxing also touched his chin and said to himself: "Su Zhenxing's wife is quite beautiful."
At this time, a man from the Su family rushed out of the crowd and shouted: "What are you doing!? She is my wife, when did she become someone else's wife?"
The woman looked at Xiao Yi even more aggrievedly: "Did the official make a mistake? The slave family is very virtuous, how could the lipstick fall into other people's homes?"
Xiao Yi's face turned red when she stared at her, but he still said firmly: "It's you, it's you!"
Gu Cheng came over and asked, "Is there any evil spirit or evil spirit?"
Xiao Yi shook his head and said: "No, it's just like a normal person, but the breath must be hers."
Gu Cheng looked at the woman and said calmly: "You don't know whether it is right or not, but you will understand after you try it."
As he spoke, Gu Cheng threw a dagger to the woman.
"Things wearing human skin are not necessarily human beings. Let's bleed some."
Compared to parents who have forgotten their son, this woman is undoubtedly more suspicious.
It wasn't that Gu Cheng saw anything suspicious about her, it was just that she was too beautiful and alluring.
Both Su Zhenxing and the man who stood up to call her "wife" are ordinary-looking. He is not a big shot, and his family has no mine. The probability of marrying such a beautiful wife is equivalent to Wu Dalang marrying Pan Jinlian.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
The woman held the dagger aggrievedly, made a small cut on her finger, and squeezed out a drop of blood.
"Sir, look at it, why are the slaves no longer human?"
But the moment she squeezed out the drop of blood, Gu Cheng's figure moved violently, and the Blood Abyss Sword suddenly slashed towards the woman!
The woman's figure was like light willow catkins, floating under the sharp sword edge, but Gu Cheng's sword was too fast, leaving a deep sword mark under her arm.
The sword edge cut open the flesh, but only a little blood seeped out. What was exposed in the depths was not bones and muscles, but black pus that was constantly rolling!
The woman raised her head, and the expression on her face became dull, like a mask.
"Such a perfect piece of skin? How could you bear to damage it?"