Chapter 22 The Master of the Cat Immortal and the Snake Spirit
"Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't know that tree was so expensive." Ling'er followed behind Mo Mo with a pitiful face, grabbing a corner of her with one hand and preventing her from getting out of the elevator, "Don't be angry, okay?" β
"I'm not angry, I'm just going home." Mo Mo looked at the oil bottle behind her helplessly, she looked like she was about to cry, please, who was the victim?!
"If you're not angry, why don't you invite me to your house to play?" Ling'er was yelled at by her, and she looked even more sad.
"I," what kind of logic is this, Mo Mo almost couldn't mention it in one breath, "Okay, okay, I'm not angry, I invite you to my house to play, let's go, don't block the stairs." β
Ling'er listened to her words, laughed happily, very happy and satisfied, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, Mo Mo could only sigh and shake her head: "How old are you?" β
Ling'er stretched out two hands, raised them in front of Mo Mo, stretched out one finger with one hand, spread out five fingers, and replied very seriously: "Ling'er is one thousand and five years old." β
After speaking, he nodded affirmatively, Mo Mo trembled all over, only to feel an electric current, running down from his head, and then turning and rising, as if returning to the moment when he was struck by lightning, a thousand-year-old snake spirit who was five years old! "Bai Suzhen, do you know?"
"Sister, do you know my mother?" Ling'er asked, tilting her head.
Mo Mo was preparing to educate Ling'er to learn the famous Bai Suzhen among the snake spirits, and after hearing Ling'er's unexpected answer, his eyes immediately widened in fright.
"Ling'er, Xu Shilin?!" Mo Mo opened her mouth and stammered, she wouldn't stand with such a famous historical figure, no, goblins?!
"My name is Xu Shiling, and I hope that the creatures in the world are not Xu Shilin," Ling'er shook her head in distress, as if she was very troubled, "Those who talk and write books are mistaken, I'm a girl, how can I take that kind of name?" β
"But, didn't you save your mother from the top of the exam?!" Don't tell her that Ling'er is the top student in the women's disguise exam, with her ignorant level, China's eight-share system will not accept it, right?!
"It's the master who took the test on his behalf!" Ling'er stuck out her tongue mischievously.
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Sure enough, the truth of history is ruthless, that filial piety touched the sky Xu Shilin is actually a gunman, God! Mo Mo had the urge to hit the ball of yarn: "Then who is your master?" β
As soon as he finished speaking, he replied, "I'm honored that you're interested in me, Lady Momo." β
"Masterβ" Ling'er looked behind Mo Mo with a look of fear.
Mo Mo turned his head and was also startled, Na Ze was also standing behind her, his face was not good: "Why didn't you say anything to me when you went out?" β
"I," Momo was a little unconfident, "I just want to go out and breathe." β
"Hmm!" Ling'er nodded violently beside her, of course, the object was her master, "Go out and breathe, it's about to rain, and it's very stuffy in the house." β
The two men glanced at each other, and both read the helplessness in each other's eyes, quite sympathetic to the same people who had fallen from the end of the world, nodded, stepped forward, and each family took it back.
Mo Mo cat was in Na Ze's arms, secretly looking at Ling'er's master, how to describe it, although he was wearing a simple Zhongshan suit, but he was stunned to give people a feeling of fluttering clothes and Wu with the wind, cat fairy, is this the legendary fairy wind bone? !
Comrade Maoxian turned around and pressed the stairs, turned his head, and smiled politely at Na Ze: "Your Excellency Na Ze, there are many disturbances today, and I still look at Haihan." β
"No, Mr. Yun is too worried." Naze bowed slightly.
Ling'er's child seemed to have something very important to say to Mo Mo, but unfortunately he didn't dare to disobey his master, so he had to keep a bitter face, and he didn't reluctantly wave to Mo Mo until the moment the elevator closed. Naze got a message from Momo's stiff figure, his little wife finally met her nemesis today, it's really rare!
When he got home, Mo Mo collapsed on the sofa, and it took him half a day to recover, remembering his scarf career, and shouted to Na Ze, who was busy in the kitchen: "Na Ze, that, you can't look at the things I bought today, I'm useful." β
She's useful, so he can't even look at it?! Nazawa, who was cooking, had the urge to sprinkle salt into the soup again, his expression was cool, but he was actually bitter in his heart.
Mo Mo probably felt that his description was too far-fetched, so he tried to comfort him: "Don't worry, I'll show you when I'm done."
"......" Naze didn't even have the strength to sprinkle salt.
It's a pity that Mo Mo, who has consciously comforted him, has happily started the next topic: "Na Ze, Ling'er said that her master is a cat fairy, can you see it, is it true?" β
"Well," she said, and there was nothing to hide from herself, Naze, who was well adapted, was happy in the midst of hardship, adjusted her mentality in time, and began to hold the cooked dishes in her hand, and replied casually, "It's a tanuki." β
"Oh." Mo Mo lazily agreed, not knowing what he was counting up.
The aroma of the food spread quickly in the air, and as soon as Nazawa put all the dishes on the table, Momo, who was originally paralyzed, had already sniffed, moved from the sofa behind him like a fugue, and began to pinch the shredded meat from the plate one by one and put it in his mouth.
"You're not afraid of getting hot." Naze slapped her hand away and handed out a soup spoon, Mo Mo took it with a smile, and began to drink the soup while standing, I was hungry when I went out today. Mo Mo likes to eat Chinese food, and Na Ze only cooks Chinese food, anyway, he only studies the taste of blood, and the dishes taste almost the same in his mouth, and when he eats, he enjoys more of the warmth of home when he sits face-to-face with Momo.
Mo Mo drank several large sips in a row before he came back to life repeatedly, and sat down to hold his head to look at Na Zesheng's rice, but looking at his expression, it seemed that he was still thinking in his heart.
"What, you're interested in other people's apprentices?" Naze knew his wife well.
Mo Mo replied solemnly: "Well, Ling'er is Bai Suzhen's daughter, so she should have been born in the Song Dynasty, so I'm wondering if his master is the famous civet cat of the Song Dynasty." However, these are all legends in Chinese historical mythology, and you won't know it either! β
After saying that, waving his hand and lowering his head to pick up the rice, Na Ze couldn't hold his face a little, and struggled: "Actually, the history of our blood clan is also very legendary. β
"I don't know anything about Western history, no matter how legendary you are, I don't know," Mo Mo paused with a look of disinterest, and suddenly remembered, "By the way, how can you all appear at the same time today?" Isn't the top floor just our family? β
Na Ze had no choice but to admit it, and said along with her words: "Yun Zhaoying is the president of our Chinese partner company for the development of this game, and today's meeting is to talk about some specific cooperation matters, because of his special status, so, I was also present at today's meeting." Later, he said that he lived here, and we came back together after the meeting, and walked downstairs, just in time to see you and Ling'er getting on the elevator. β
He explained patiently and in detail, because Momo would ask many times if he didn't understand what he was interested in.
"Hey, I see," Mo Mo took a bite of the food and put it in his mouth, his eyes finally shining again, "You have cooperation, don't you mean, I still have a chance to figure it out?!" β
Na Ze lowered his head and thought for a while: "You want to play with Ling'er, you can do it, but-"
"Well, you have a meeting tomorrow to tell her master, I want to invite them to spend Christmas together, there are many people," Mo Mo was radiant, the more he thought about it, the happier he became, "Christmas Eve is the Chinese New Year's Eve, we spend the Chinese's Christmas Eve, make dumplings to eat!" β
Na Ze glanced at her fixedly, frowned slightly, and only after a long time did he whisper: "Okay, but it's only Christmas Eve." β
"Uh-huh!" Mo Mo still lowered his head and ate violently, and he didn't have time to roll his eyes at Na Ze, of course it was only Christmas Eve, did he invite people to dinner, how many meals in a row?! She is not looking for a daughter-in-law for her son!