Chapter 210: Reminiscing about his life with emotion

Mr. Zou succumbed to her anger and immediately changed his words: "Although there is a profit to be made by selling, I will not resell it easily, after all, I can't bow to the evil forces casually." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"That's pretty much it, you're sensible. Nangong Douling patted him on the shoulder, "Go back, good night." ā€

Mr. Zou grabbed her wrist again, "Master, we have to exchange phone numbers, I can contact you if I have something." ā€

"Oh. Nangong Douling took out his mobile phone and saved his number.

The other party poked his head to look at her phone screen, "My name is Zou Zhengqing, you don't need to enter Mr. Zou's unfamiliar notes." ā€

Nangong Douling changed his mind as he said, raised his head, and found that his gaze had been on his face.

Nangong Douling winked at him, "What, do you still have something to say to Master?"

The other party smiled, "I really hope you grow up soon." ā€

"Huh?" Nangong Douling was confused, "You yourself begged me to worship me as a teacher, and now you dislike me for being too young to be your master?" ā€

"I have no repentance. ā€

Zou Zhengqing patted her on the head, and Nangong Douling was unhappy for a while, "I'm not a puppy, don't say goodbye to me in this way." ā€

He laughed and said, "Good night." Your master is urging you. ā€

Nangong Cassia had already stopped a taxi, opened the door, stretched out his arm and beckoned to her, "Pig Pocket, don't come over quickly, what are you rubbing!"

Nangong Douling ran to the master's side, Nangong Cassia glanced at Zou Zhengqing, who was reluctant to leave under the shade of the tree, sighed at her, and then reached out and twisted her cheeks.

complained: "Raising you is like raising a time bomb." ā€

Nangong Douling shouted in pain, Nangong Cassia pushed her into the tailgate of the car, and he sat next to her.

Nangong Douling rubbed his cheeks angrily in the carriage, "Neurotic, your face is swollen for you, and I didn't provoke you, I like to be angry with me if I have nothing to do." ā€

"It's a pig's head, and I can't see it when it's swollen. ā€

"Hmph, as far as you have an opinion on my appearance, no one has ever said that I am like a pig's head in front of me, let alone that I am ugly, and no one has said that my body is similar to a washboard, even a person with such a poisonous tongue as Suicao has not lost my appearance, from beginning to end, you alone are disgusting me, saying that I am not good here, failing there, I am so bad in your eyes?"

"It's not bad, it's not eyesight. ā€

Nangong Douling looked at him coldly, "It's really embarrassing for you to spit out the ivory from your dog's mouth." ā€

Nangong Cassia pinched her ears again, "Anyway, I'm your legal father, and my daughter will thunder when she talks to her father like this." ā€

"That's enough! You've twisted it a few times today, and you're going to have to stretch your ears by two inches! If you go on like this, you're going to be exactly like those Buddha statues with fat heads and long ears. ā€

Nangong Douling covered his cheeks and earlobes with both hands, for fear of attacking him again.

She is not a pillow, she can be rubbed and pinched by him.

Nangong Cassia paused to bully her, "Whether a person has a spell or not, it can be felt, the chakras in Chong Xiuping's body are not connected, and the aura emitted is also very ordinary, all kinds of signs are enough to show that he doesn't know how to spell." ā€

"But what are those dark shadows that have crept into the banquet hall?"

"I don't know. ā€

Nangong Douling was a little surprised, even the master couldn't judge it immediately.

"Master, you know a little bit about everything, but I didn't expect you to be stumped by the origin of this black shadow. ā€

"Xuanmen Realm, as long as it is a famous and decent spell, I dare to say that I have seen it, but those black shadows, I don't have any clue, the only thing that can be determined is definitely the spell of the evil sect. It was clear that there was a skilled spell behind the scenes to help Chong Xiuping. ā€

Nangong Cassia condensed his eyes heavily, "Moreover, I feel that the person behind the curtain is not near the hotel, but assisting Chong Xiuping from a distance, if someone casts a spell around, he should be able to feel the fluctuation of the aura, but I can't detect the fluctuation at all, which means that the distance of casting the spell is at least more than fifty kilometers." ā€

Nangong Douling nervously lifted his heart, "Casting spells from a long distance is already a very profound skill, for me, more than five kilometers is the limit, and it is difficult for me to transmit my aura to places five kilometers away." ā€

Nangong Cassia whispered: "My limit is thirty-five kilometers. ā€

"In this way, the people who cast spells behind the scenes are even more advanced than your Taoism, Master?"

"It's possible, the aura can be transmitted so far, at least a hundred years of practice, the other party may be an old man with vicissitudes. ā€

Nangong Douling fell into deep thought, and had a thought that could not be left, "Will it be ...... The red-clothed Taoist priest who made the 'Black Evil Burial Method' back then is still alive?"

Nangong Cassia couldn't answer for a while.

Nangong Douling said: "Although he deliberately went to Chongzhiguo's tomb and confessed that he had a terminal illness, it may not be a lie. If he is still alive, it will be terrible, this Taoist priest is estimated to be more than one hundred and forty years old, and if he continues to live a long life, he will live as an old monster. ā€

"Not necessarily him. Nangong Cassia interrupted her conjecture, "Don't jump to conclusions too early." ā€

"So what now?"

"Don't worry, even if you hang yourself, you have to take a breath, go home and sleep first. ā€

Nangong Douling looked at the street scene outside the car window, the streets of Qingcheng are very distinctive, the streets are green on both sides, the road runs through them, and the traffic is like sneaking in the forest;

The roots of some banyan trees hang down like a waterfall, spreading wantonly on the sidewalk, and people walking in them are like drilling through arches made of vines;

The roots of the tree are like the tentacles of an octopus, intertwined between the trees, and the trees side by side are almost one, which is difficult to cut down, and cutting off one tree will hurt another tree, plus these towering trees have an ancient history, so the urban planning bureau has always preserved;

This is a complex old city, with a decay in its calm cultural heritage, which does not pursue prosperity on the surface, but can still smell the fishy smell of money in the dark corners of the ditches;

Half of Qingcheng's economic resources are obtained through tourism, although the place is small, but there are all kinds of organs, there are entertainment facilities in big cities, playgrounds and large shopping malls are not lacking, and foreigners can be seen shopping everywhere on the streets.

Nangong Douling looked at the reflection on the window and said, "Master, you told me that the location of my orphanage is in the far north, where it is snowy all the year round, not as warm as Qingcheng, after you took me in, you took me to this small city in the south by the way, because Master's hometown is here, I have a question, since you are a native of Qingcheng, how could you deliberately go so far to the north to adopt an abandoned baby?" You don't want to tell me that you're just passing through the north while traveling, and then adopt a child as a gift to take home. ā€

"You don't have to know about it. ā€

"However, I want to find my biological parents. ā€

"Master is not good enough for you?"