A fortune-telling stall in Huaishu Lane in the old city. The stall owner Su Xuanji, with the brim of his hat pressed against his brow bone, was leaning on a folding chair to bask in the sun. No one knows that the old mark on his forehead was left by Chi You's pioneer on the Banquan battlefield. No one knows that he stood beside the Yellow Emperor five thousand years ago and was in charge of the Chinese Qi Refining Taoist system. He had been hiding for five thousand years and changed countless names, thinking that he could hide it this time. Until Shen Qingyan, the daughter of the Shen family, came - he saved her life when she was seven years old. She had been looking for him for ten years and would not leave when she found him. "None of the countless splendors of our Shen family can match his kindness. They are not lovers, but servants." Rumors exploded, the rich second generation came to press, the martial arts circle came to challenge, scholars came to seek verification, and the hidden family came to worship. He pushed away the Bajiquan master with one palm, casually overturned the academic theory, and recognized the tortoise shell he carved 4,700 years ago at a glance. Finally, he admitted: "I am a Yin-Yang Taoist official under the Yellow Emperor, and I have been alive for five thousand years." He does not cultivate immortality, build power, or accept a harem. Five thousand years have passed, and it is ordinary for one person to be with you in this world.
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