As a sword that does not belong to himself but to the country, Yan Changge finally realizes how difficult it is to live in this world as a human being.
He sighed, stood up and said to the twelve hooligans in front of him: "You guys should find a decent job tomorrow. If I see you committing crimes again, I will bury you alive."
After saying that, he picked up the iron rod that the lame man brought and pressed it hard on the ground. The unhardened ground was forcibly pushed away by the true energy around the iron rod. A pit nearly two meters deep instantly appeared in front of everyone. The dirt splashed out of the pit and covered the lame man and the other twelve people, while the iron rod was deeply inserted into the bottom of the pit.
Everyone: “…”
No, no, no, no, this kind of martial arts is absolutely wrong! They have also seen martial arts masters on TV shows, not the kind of TV shows with flying around, but reality shows featuring handsome descendants of martial arts families. Because China is a martial arts country, some of the more worldly-wise handsome young men from martial arts families are male gods, and are more outgoing than movie stars. Reality shows will arrange all kinds of obstacles for martial arts male gods to show their skills, to see how they can make embarrassing and awkward projects look extremely handsome. Those who can appear on this kind of reality show are all people with good martial arts, but none of them can press a big hole with one palm like this ancient martial arts hermit in front of them. How can this be martial arts? It is clearly the power of a landmine.
After doing all this, Yan Changge said nothing, but just glanced at them indifferently.
The lame guys had already stood up, but after seeing his look, they immediately knelt down again. The lame guy immediately said, "I will take my brothers to look for jobs tomorrow. We are young and strong, so we will definitely have no problem delivering couriers!"
Yan Changge, who was in a bad mood, was too lazy to respond to them, so he turned and went into Mrs. Xu's two-bedroom house and found a quiet corner in the second bedroom to lie down.
That night Lai San stayed at Old Lady Xu's house and took care of her obediently. Old Lady Xu also put away her sarcastic expression. Both of them behaved themselves quietly, fearing that any noise would disturb Yan Changge.
The night was very quiet. The next morning, Yan Changge got up and went to the local police station to get a certificate for his residence.
It's just that he got up a little too early, and got up with the summer sun. The sunrise in Lincheng is relatively early in the summer, and the sun rises around four in the morning.
There were only hardworking cleaners on the streets. There were no old men or women taking their morning walk. Only Yan Changge was walking alone on the street.
He knew, of course, that he had gotten up a little early, and he had no intention of settling down at the government office so early. He just wanted to take a walk.
Yan Changge was not clear about how powerful the "system" was. It was said that when he went to the government office to register, he had to record a video and upload it to the "network". Only after the "system" verified that it was authentic and had no traces of editing could it generate an electronic file.
In other words, if he wants a legitimate identity, he must confront the powerful "system".
He is a sword formed by thousands of years of evil spirit. Even ordinary people are afraid of his evil spirit. It is impossible to hide it from the powerful. If the powerful want to beat him back to his original form, I am afraid he will be put on display in a museum.
But if you don't have an identity, it will be difficult to move forward in this world, and then you will probably have to become a demon.
Thinking of this, Yan Changge sneered.
Yes, if the powerful system wants to subdue him, then what if he goes on a killing spree to improve his skills with the help of blood and evil spirits? Cultivating virtues is his original intention, and it is the path he chose because he did not want to be forced to bear the lives of others. But if he does not even have the most basic freedom, then why not cultivate magic!
All he wants is to be able to control himself.
Yan Changge's steps became firm, and the evil spirit that had been deliberately restrained these days surrounded him again. In order to avoid the power of the "system", he decided to keep a low profile, but now that there was no way to avoid it, why not do what he wanted?
Before, Yan Changge just didn't look like a good person, but now he was like an evil god. Not to mention looking at him straight in the eye, just walking past him would make one have difficulty breathing because of the evil spirit.
This situation became even more obvious when they arrived at the household registration queue. Yan Changge stood alone in the business hall, while the other people who came to do business stood two meters away from him. Even the criminal police captain who came by to pick up the documents quickly put his hands on his waist, as if he was ready to attack at any time.
"What are you going to do?" the clerk in the business hall asked tremblingly.
"I heard that people without ID cards can come here to get a certificate," Yan Changge said.
"Renewal of ID card is at that window." The clerk replied stutteringly.
"It's not a replacement," Yan Changge shook his head. "I don't have an ID card or a household registration. I've lived far away from the world for years and have never been in contact with society. I heard that people like me are called 'ancient martial arts hermits' and can come here to get a certificate to register as a resident."
Ancient martial arts hermit! No wonder he is so powerful. After hearing him say this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the captain's hands were still on his waist and he couldn't take them off. He really wanted to believe this hermit, but he couldn't control his body...
"Oh, yes, I can do it here." The young clerk nodded vigorously, then immediately turned on the computer, called up the special personnel registration page from the system, and began to record basic information for Yan Changge.
"Name?"
"Yan Changge."
"Age?"
“…”
"Age?" The young employee, who was only in her twenties, raised her head, glanced at Yan Changge, and immediately lowered her head like a little rabbit, not daring to look at him. The young employee was a young girl, fair and clean, and even with her head lowered, she looked quite cute.
"I don't know my age." After hesitating for a long time between lying and saying how many thousands of years old he was, Yan Changge decided to tell the truth.
He really didn't know his age. One reason was that he couldn't remember how many years he had existed, and the other reason was that he didn't know where to start counting. Should he count from the day the Chang Ge ancient sword took shape, or from the day he became conscious, or from the day he turned into a human form?
No matter which age you mention, it’s shocking. The first two are too long, and the last one...how old is fifteen days?
"Well... there are people who don't remember their year of birth. You can tell them your approximate age, or go for a bone age test. The bone age test costs 500 yuan. I know you may not have current common banknotes, but this can be recorded and deducted from your basic living expenses in the future." The young clerk explained.
"No need," Yan Changge shook his head, "Just write 25 years old."
He existed for approximately 2,500 years, so fill in the information accordingly.
Yan Changge's face was indeed only in his twenties, but his temperament was too deep, giving people the feeling that he was not. The young employee couldn't help but look up at Yan Changge again. It was only then that she really saw Yan Changge's appearance clearly.
"Ah!" she exclaimed, whispering, "He's so young, and so handsome..."
The handsome guy’s charm is infinite. The young employee immediately lost his fear, increased his speed, and his fingers began to fly on the keyboard.
"Sect?"
"... Ancient Sword School."
"address?"
"I'm not sure. I walked for a long time when I got out of the mountain and I don't remember the way."
The two of them quickly filled out the form after asking and answering questions. The young employee printed out three copies of the form and handed it to Yan Changge, saying, "To test whether you really know martial arts and whether your martial arts are traditional Chinese martial arts rather than martial arts from other countries, this requires professionals. Take the form and go to the criminal investigation team to find Captain Shen for the test. He is the best martial artist in the Lincheng police force. Eh? You are right here, Captain Shen."
Captain Shen, whose hands were stuck to his waist, couldn't take them off: "..."