Chapter 23, break Qin Feng's legs.
Mother Qin stood in place dumbfounded, her eyes swelled with consternation, her well-maintained hands pointed at the boy in the room with a slight tremble, and opened her mouth: "He is...", her gaze slowly moved from Qin Chu's body to Lingzhi's face, and her eyes widened incredulously.
"Do you really have a child with Feng'er? Why didn't you tell your aunt in advance? Didn't Xiao Yu say that this kid didn't look like Qin Feng at all, where did this kid's eyes go. Qin Mu neatly stuffed the three cards in her hand back into her bag, and pulled the somewhat stunned Lingzhi into the house.
Qin's mother, who glanced at the furniture in the house, nodded slightly, and suddenly saw Bai Ze standing behind the door, the opposite of Qin Chu, who was dressed in black, he was wearing a white casual shirt, and his messy broken hair covered his golden eyes, like a noble youth.
Mother Qin let go of Lingzhi's hand and affectionately pulled Bai Ze's hand, Bai Ze frowned imperceptibly and hid back.
Lingzhi stood beside Qin's mother awkwardly and smiled helplessly: "Auntie, did you misunderstand something." ”
"Zhizhi, how are you with these two children for so many years, you said that Qin Feng didn't tell his family at all, and he drove you out of the Ling family mercilessly, what a bastard, Zhizhi, you have suffered, I don't even know any news for so many years, if you know a little bit of faith, even if you break Qin Feng's leg, you have to take your mother and son back to the Qin family." Mother Qin looked at Bai Ze's dodge, her heart twitched, and the loss in her eyes flashed, this child didn't even know her own grandmother.
It's pathetic.
Qin Chu's little face was a little hideous, her niece and daughter-in-law actually wanted to be her grandmother, she was crazy.
No, he's going to run.
Mother Qin was holding Lingzhi's hand and sighing, the child in front of her, who was exactly the same as her son, actually came from in front of her... Gone.
Qin Mu rubbed her eyes in disbelief and blinked, still nothing.
The corners of Lingzhi's eyes twitched slightly, comforting Qin's mother's frightened little heart: "Auntie, what are you talking about, there is only one child in this house, and it is my younger brother who was adopted in the welfare home a few days ago. Auntie, don't worry, I have self-knowledge and won't pester Qin Feng anymore. ”
Mother Qin stared at the place where Qin Chu disappeared for a while, then turned her head to look at Bai Ze behind the door, well, it didn't disappear.
"Didn't you see the kid standing there in the window just now? The black short-sleeved and jeans he wore were so similar to Qin Feng. Mother Qin asked as she stared at Lingzhi's eyes with some reluctance.
Lingzhi pretended to look at the window and shook his head suspiciously, "Auntie, I don't have anything in this house, is it that Brother Qin Feng has not been able to settle his relationship for so many years, and you want to hold your eldest grandson." ”
Qin Mu relieved herself, let go of the hand holding Lingzhi with a slight stiffness, and cleared her throat, "It should be, you'd better have some self-knowledge." ”
She held her head high as she had been when she first arrived, if you ignored her trembling legs.
Lingzhi was a little reluctant to send Qin's mother out, "Auntie, if you really don't feel at ease." ”
Before the words were finished, Qin Mu had already gone down the stairs and turned the corner, as if she was being chased by a ghost, good guy, how can you take the first place if you go to participate in the competition at this speed.
Turning his head and glancing at Qin Chu, who was shrunk on the windowsill with an unangry expression, he casually took out a photo of a magazine and handed it to him: "Go find this place and find out the bottom." ”
Qin Chu turned his head sideways and snorted, "Just after fighting ghosts, you have to work with ghosts, how can there be such a cheap thing." ”
"Smack." Lingzhi patted his head with the magazine, "Whether you want to go or not, I still have a high-grade incense stick here, which can speed up the recovery time of your soul." ”
"20 a day, or I won't do it." Qin Chu's eyes rolled, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, but he still tried his best to restrain himself, and his afterglow swept Lingzhi's expression.
"Three roots a day, morning, noon and evening, love to do it or not, don't do it, I find other ghosts, there should be a lot of happy people." Lingzhi glanced at him, turned around and put away the magazine before leaving.
"Why are you going?" Qin Chu was a little panicked, stood up and chased two steps, feeling a little embarrassed, and took a step back.
"Find a ghost to work, you're too expensive, I can't afford it." Lingzhi didn't look back, his footsteps paused, and he continued to walk out, counting silently in his heart.
7,6,5.
"I'll go, three roots will be three, whoever has let us know each other for so long, just help friends, give me magazines." Qin Chu bit his lip and reached out to ask for the photo.
Lingzhi put his hand back, and suddenly pouted: "I changed my mind, two a day, love to do it or not." ”
"Why are you like this, I think I'm a friend, and you're still bargaining!" Qin Chu stretched his neck, his little face flushed.
"Oh, then I won't bother my friends, it should be enough to find other imps and use ordinary incense, after all... But no one believes that. Lingzhi muttered, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and raised his feet to walk out.
"Wait, two for two, two a day, you name it." Qin Chu gritted his teeth, Xiaohua's weak appearance flashed in his mind, and he still nodded.
"Well, I'll give you two first, and I'll make up for the rest when I'm done." Lingzhi unhurriedly took out two incense sticks from his pocket, and as soon as the incense sticks were taken out, Qin Chu felt that the taste was wrong, it was purer than before.
"Saliva wiping, I can remind you that this incense stick can only be sucked by those who have entered the door of ghost cultivation like you, and the souls of other little ghosts can't bear it." Lingzhi handed the magazine photo and incense stick to Qin Chu, and seeing that he was about to rush out, he was silent for a moment, and advised: "Be careful, run as soon as you perceive the danger, do a good job, maybe I will show your little flower." ”
Qin Chu's footsteps paused slightly, and pursed his lips, at this moment, on this little one's body, it seemed that he had the feeling of a mature man, and his tone was a little choked, "Okay." ”
Qin Chu's small body disappeared on the windowsill, Lingzhi looked at it for a while, looking at the darkening sky outside, her eyes flickered a little.
"Let's get started."
There were no lights in the alley downstairs, only a full moon hanging in the air, illuminating the two figures on the road.
Today is July 14, commonly known as the day the ghost door opens.
Lingzhi held Bai Ze's hand in his pocket with one hand, and took Bai Ze's hand with the other, looking at the little lights in the distance.
"Today is also the first time in my life that I have been a super-ghost, if something is wrong in a while, you can remind me a little, don't send it to the wrong place, do you hear?"
"Hmm," Bai Ze's golden eyes shone a different color with the faint starlight on this night.
"Let's go to the dumping site."
Lingzhi's footsteps did not stop, and he chuckled, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
"Where do you think I'm taking you?"
As an orthodox sword cultivator, now he is catching ghosts and being excessive, and he is really about to become a talisman cultivator.