Wang Zuo asked very vigilantly: "A friend? What is your relationship with my mother? And how do you know about me? ”

"You don't have to be so nervous." The old man said: "You don't know your mother, so I understand that you will have some misunderstandings. You don't have to worry, just sit down and listen to me. ”

Wang Zuo thought about it and sat down.

The strength of this person in front of him is really unfathomable, and he doesn't know how to deal with it at all.

"Wang Zuo, I know what you're looking for now, and I also know exactly what happened that day: your mother and father completely disappeared in the last Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, and at the same time, the Drought Seal also disappeared, right?"

Wang Zuo nodded: "Yes." But do you know where they are? ”

"Hmm...... I don't know, because I don't know how many years no one has survived the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation. So I don't know what's going on. But I can tell you: your mother and father should still be alive. ”

Wang Zuo was originally sitting, but when he heard this, he stood up immediately: "What do you mean?" ”

"The Heavenly Thunder Tribulation was caused by your mother who triggered the underground layout of Wangjia Village. This Celestial Thunder Tribulation is aimed at this layout and not your parents, so this is also the reason why you can survive the final Celestial Thunder Tribulation. Your parents shouldn't have died at that moment anyway. ”

"But at that time, my mother had already carried eight thunders, and her whole body was like being burned. Can you still be alive in such a situation? My dad is an ordinary person! ”

I remember what it was like. Wang Zuo still couldn't help but want to cry.

The old man replied: "You survived, and then that little girl also survived, why can't your parents survive?" That doesn't make sense, right? ”

Thinking that Wang Lihua actually survived the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, Wang Zuo couldn't help but nodded: "That's true, but why did they disappear?" ”

"It's up to you to find out for yourself. Wang Zuo, I don't dare to say anything else, but to survive in this world, if you want to know what you want to know, if you want to get everything you want, strength is the key. As long as you're strong enough, then none of this will be a problem. So all you have to do now is improve your strength! ”

Wang Zuo looked at the old man: "Then who are you?" A man in the door? Or the people of the Three Corpse Gods? ”

"You have some misunderstanding about the Three Corpse Gods, and you also have a misunderstanding about the Daomen. And I'm not a person from the Dao Sect, nor am I a person from the Three Corpse Gods, I should be regarded as a middleman, right? In short, Wang Zuo, I don't expect you to trust me, although there will be a day in the end, now I can only remind you: improving your strength is something you urgently need, just know this. ”

Wang Zuo looked at the old man, but he didn't know how to continue talking to the old man.

"I won't believe you until I know who you really are." Wang Zuo said very seriously: "But I can now believe that you are indeed my mother's friend." I'm here to ask you another thing: You sold Lu Yanghong a spirit rune, which can be used to summon the female ghost in red, is that spirit rune the thing of the three corpse gods? Why do you have such a thing? ”

"That's an interesting question." The old man nodded, then pointed to the cabinets on the side.

"In these cabinets. It's all my goods, including Taoist things, some of the things you call cults, and some things that are used to summon ghosts and so on. And I'm just a yin-yang businessman. I am only responsible for the quality of my products and the selling price. As for who wants to buy it and what it is for, it's not something I can control. Are you satisfied with this answer? ”

Wang Zuo shook his head: "I killed a man called Brother Dun, he likes to torture others in his basement with something like a sweater needle, but that Brother Dun himself doesn't have any cultivation, I want to ask you: What is that doing?" ”

The old man looked at Wang Zuo, and then nodded: "I've heard about this matter." You're right: that shield brother should have made some more evil talismans for people to do this kind of thing. What's wrong? Do you want to take care of this? ”

Wang Zuo sneered: "I really want to take care of it." At the same time, I also want to find the whereabouts of the three corpse gods and other people. I also want to know about my mother's past, how much can you tell me? ”

The old man looked at Wang Zuo with a smile, and then stretched out a hand and pinched his chin.

This action. Wang Zuo saw the details of the old man's chin very clearly: it looked quite pointed, it seemed to be a woman's chin.

But generally speaking, women don't seem to like the action of pinching the chin? It seems that only men have this action?

After thinking for a while, the old man looked at Wang Zuo and said, "I can tell you a lot of things. But now all I can tell you is what you have to know. ”

"What authority do you have to decide how much to tell me?" Wang Zuo said angrily: "Tell me immediately what happened to my mother?" Why did you leave me for eighteen years? Why is all this? ”

The old man didn't move, but looked at Wang Zuo and said in a rather indifferent tone: "Boy." I understand your anger, but in your current situation, your anger. At most, it's just a 'rabbit's roar', and with your strength, you can't move me a single bit. The little female ghost is completely correct in her evaluation of your strength. You don't have the means to threaten me right now. ”

said. The old man stood up, and at this time Wang Zuo noticed that the old man's height was about 1.7 meters.

"If you want the answer, it's no problem, exchange your strength for it! Wait until you can do something. I'll tell you what you need to know. ”

Wang Zuo looked at the old man: "Then what am I going to do?" ”

"First of all, the Seven Dao Temple Competition, you have to win. Let me warn you first: not everyone in the Taoist temple is as easy to fight as the guy who has no eggs. ”

"Then you wait."

Wang Zuo stood up directly and walked outside.

"If you want to practice. I suggest you practice with old Pando, his cannon fist is still a rare opponent here. It's good for your middle dantian growth......"

Wang Zuomeng, who was already about to go out, suddenly turned around and glared at the old man: "How much do you still know?" How did you see the inner part of my God? ”

At this time, the old man sat down at his desk again, and said in a mocking tone: "Do you think the Divine Realm is such a great thing? It's nothing at all in my eyes. Wait until your strength reaches a certain level. Only then will you understand my words. In addition, that little female ghost, you are doing it very correctly: just use it as a means to save your life at a critical moment, don't rely on her. Your own strength is the most important thing. ”

Wang Zuo brushed his sleeves and left.

Looking at Wang Zuo's back, the old man said to himself: "It's the same as your mother at that time...... Alas...... Wen Juan...... Your son doesn't seem to be as troublesome as you, hehe. But if you leave such a son, at least there is room for things to be eased. But there's something I'm not even sure how to deal with now...... Alas. Let's take it one step at a time! ”

He sighed again, but there was no sadness in that sigh, but a bit of 'this is a little interesting' like a joke.

Walked out of the old man's place. Lao Pan outside patted Wang Zuo's shoulder: "The kid is boxing well, it's good to add WeChat, if you want to find an opponent to practice boxing." Pan, I'm waiting for you at any time! ”

Wang Zuo looked at Lao Pan and called out respectfully: "Uncle Pan is good." ”

Old Pan Le smiled: "It's easy to say." ”

"You...... Know something about my mother? ”

"You said Wenjuan? Hehe, that's really a beauty......" Lao Pan said with a simple smile. But there is no such obscene tone, but a pure appreciation for a beautiful woman.

"Do you know all that about my mother?"

"Your mother has never said a word to me, but I know that she has known Lao Fu for a long time and has done a lot of business with each other, so I don't know anything else. But boy, I can say it clearly: Lao Fu is just a businessman, and it has nothing to do with anything else, be kind to him, and you will get more! I want to be my old Pan ......"

The old man's voice sounded from inside: "Old Pan, what you said is almost good." It's not interesting to say more. ”

"Oh...... Okay, boy, it's more important than anything else to train yourself. If you want to practice more boxing, just come to me, nothing else, this world has to rely on ability to speak after all! ”

Wang Zuo nodded and thanked him, and then added Lao Pan's WeChat.

Lao Pan's WeChat avatar is two people: one is Lao Pan himself, and then in front of Lao Pan stands a girl who is laughing and is about the same age as Wang Zuo.

Seeing that Wang Zuo was paying attention to his avatar, Lao Pan explained with a smile: "This is my daughter, Pan Duo, her kung fu is not bad, I recommend it to you when I look back!" ”

Wang Zuo didn't have the heart to think about it anymore, so he left perfunctorily.

Looking at the back of Wang Zuo leaving, the old man walked out again.

"Why don't you tell him that your daughter is a representative of the Innate faction?"

"Wouldn't it be better to surprise this kid? According to his current situation, I'm afraid it's enough to fight with my family! I'm afraid to scare him! ”

The old man smiled and said, "Don't, there are still a few days before the competition, this kid may turn around and scare your family!" ”

Wang Zuo left the small commodity market, walked to a corner where no one was around, found a roadside bench and sat down.

"Miao Wei Ge? Are you still there? ”

"I'm ......"

Miao Weige's voice finally came out, and Wang Zuo immediately entered the divine realm.

"Why didn't you answer me when I called to you then?" Wang Zuo asked.

"Because I don't even dare to come out." Miao Weige's voice trembled slightly: "That person...... You have the ability to wipe me out at will! ”