Chapter 217: The Best Brother-in-law
Feng Ziji never thought that he, a waste material who could only be a civil official, still had spiritual roots.
"Where is my spiritual root?" He looked at his sister with hope on his face.
Feng Xiaoxiao touched his head: "On that bird." ”
Feng Ziji was stunned for a moment: "Isn't that the big brother's bird?" ”
"That's right, it's his, when you were one year old, the eldest lady had your natural spiritual root transplanted."
Feng Ziji shouted: "What?! ”
"Don't get excited, two months ago, I went to Yunxi Country, just for this matter, not only you, but my spiritual root was also transplanted to Feng Lingyue, we came the same, don't worry."
"How can they do this, it's too much!" Feng Ziji clenched his fists and waved, "Could it be that they are the only ones who have spiritual roots, and our sisters and brothers are not equipped with spiritual roots?" ”
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded: "Probably they think so, even Feng Zili's spiritual root was snatched from a clansman of the Nangong family, but I don't know where that person is, otherwise his spiritual root should also be returned to others." ”
"It's not all your own?" Feng Ziji was so angry that his little face turned red, "They are still swaggering through the market with other people's things, aren't they afraid of being discovered at all?" ”
"They are not afraid." Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head, "They probably thought that these things should have belonged to them in the first place, and they should have them. ”
"Bastard!" Feng Ziji used the only few curse words he had heard of at this age to evaluate the mother and son, "Am I not as good as a bird?" ”
"Of course, if your spiritual root is too strong, it will definitely affect Feng Zili's status, how can they allow you to exist?"
Feng Ziji was angry, Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly persuaded: "Later, when the spiritual root is returned, you must follow the steps to let the spiritual root return to your body, don't be too angry, otherwise I am afraid it will have a little impact." ”
Although Feng Ziji is only seven years old, he has always been mature and smart beyond his age, and immediately nodded clearly after hearing this: "Sister, don't worry, I will definitely control my emotions, and I can't affect me to get my things back for those pickled people." ”
"That's right." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded at Mo Ziye.
Feng Ziji glanced at Mo Ziye, thought about it, and suddenly said, "Did you arrange this matter?" ”
Mo Ziye nodded: "This bird is still sure to be caught, and the rest of the matter, I'm afraid it's not so simple." ”
Feng Ziji then showed an appreciative smile on his little face that did not belong to his age: "The brother-in-law my sister chose this time is just like that, I don't know how much better than that Duan Wang, it's just a cloud and mud difference." ”
Mo Ziye didn't hold back, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "Well, you are the best brother-in-law this king has ever seen...... Child. ”
Feng Xiaoxiao glared at him: "Do the right thing, so as not to have too many dreams at night." ”
Mo Ziye hurriedly said to the three ancestors and grandchildren of the Nangong family: "Let's start." ”
The three of them called Feng Ziji to a desk in front of it, Feng Xiaoxiao saw that there were a few yellow charms on the desk, which really looked like a dojo made by a Taoist priest, no wonder Zhao Shenming wanted to go to the Feng family to do a one-year dojo in the name of a Taoist priest, and it turned out that the props used by the Nangong family to transplant spiritual roots were really similar to those of Taoism.
In this way, it is very useful to bully and bully people who don't know how to do it, and hide people's eyes and ears.