Half an hour later, Wang's mother had already put away the food on the table, leaving only some of Wang Ling's favorite dishes, which were packed into lunch boxes and placed in the kitchen. After the old man chatted with Dad Wang and classmate Lei Mouren for a while, the two of them went upstairs separately. Dad Wang had to catch up on the manuscript, while the old man was old and couldn't help feeling sleepy, especially after eating. , there is always a feeling of mental laziness.
Mr. Wang has rarely had the opportunity to see cultivators since he retired. Mr. Wang has always been full of curiosity about this kind of group. He often heard people say that a cultivator's enlightenment is sometimes only a glimmer of opportunity, and sometimes the advancement of the realm often only requires an understanding of artistic conception... However, Mr. Wang never expected that he would fry a plate of broccoli. It actually has the same effect as a bowl of tomato and egg soup!
Before leaving, Mr. Wang saw the puzzled expression on classmate Lei Mouren's face, so he patted him three times on the shoulder. The old man is a veteran. When he was a chef, he heard many stories about cultivators' cultivation, and there were many stories about cultivators who accidentally went crazy and became possessed during the process of comprehending the artistic conception and enlightening the way of heaven. All lost…
Mr. Wang patted the shoulders of True Lord Throwing Thunder three times. His original intention was to remind fellow student Lei Mouren not to get too entangled in order to avoid setting yourself on fire...
As a result, Lei Mou's whole body seemed to have been electrocuted, and he stood up again: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance! I will definitely come here at the third watch to ask for your guidance!"
Mr. Wang: "..."
Loopy Toad: "..." Give me some pointers, your mother sells batches! We are not the ancestors of Bodhi!
When Wang Ling arrived home, he saw a man in white with his arms folded and his head lowered, staring at a piece of broccoli and a bowl of completely cold tomato and egg soup in deep thought with a solemn expression.
Loopy Ha told Wang Ling that the man had been in this posture for a full hour...
Father Wang and the old man have already gone upstairs, leaving Mother Wang alone to accompany Lei Mouren. During this period, Lei Mouren kept staring at the broccoli and tomato and egg soup without saying a word, which made Wang Ma feel uncomfortable all over.
Seeing that Wang Ling had finally arrived home, Wang's mother seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw: "Ling Ling, do you think Xiao Lei is depressed?"
Wang Ling stared at the man in silence for a while: "..."
It's obvious...it's an epileptic seizure!
Then, without saying a word, Wang Ling grabbed classmate Lei Mouren's collar and dragged him upstairs.
When Queen Mother saw Lord Throwing Thunder being dragged upstairs, she was secretly relieved and began to collect the last scraps on the table.
When Lord Throwing Thunder was dragged up the steps by Wang Ling, he watched helplessly as Wang Ma poured the tomato and egg soup into the sink, and immediately screamed: "No! My tomato and egg soup! You died so miserably. !”
"Brother Ling! I think my tomato and egg soup can still be saved... As long as you set off with me now, you can intercept it at the sewage transfer station before the tomato and egg soup flows into the frozen sea!"
Wang Ling: "..."
"Okay, brother Ling... I know this is a bit exaggerated. But at least, please keep the broccoli that senior gave me... I will make it into a specimen and collect it!"
Wang Ling: "..."
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Although he hadn't met Lord Throwing Thunder for a long time, Wang Ling felt that this man's urinary properties were the same as before and had not changed at all. If I can describe it in one sentence, I am rather nervous in doing things.
In the bedroom, Wang Ling took out a square box with sandalwood from under his bed. This box was used by Wang Ling to store old versions of sealing talismans, and the one he had just replaced not long ago contained exactly five seals.
Although the sealing power was greatly reduced for Wang Ling, the sealing effect of Fu Zhuan still existed. Wang Ling put the stone ghost face and these talismans together, which also had a certain restraint effect on the curse power of the stone ghost face itself.
"Is this the Stone Ghost Noodles?" When Wang Ling took the Stone Ghost Noodles out of the box, the man in white next to him showed a surprised expression.
The rumored Stone Ghost Mask was older than he thought. The mask had mysterious eyes, a cold and sinister undercut, and the faded colors that showed the traces of the Stone Ghost Mask's ancient years... If not Having seen it with my own eyes, the man in white really couldn't see so many details based on the few physical pictures on the Internet.
Lord Throwing Thunder stared at the mask carefully for a long time, and suddenly realized a shocking question, and then suddenly looked at Wang Ling, "Brother Ling, have you ever tried wearing it..."
Wang Ling nodded truthfully, and then explained via voice transmission that he didn't feel much after putting on the mask, and then took it off.
"...Brother Ling said, took it off?!"
The man in white suddenly took a breath of air as he thought of a conjecture: "...Based on this stone ghost mask, combined with the information I have obtained from my investigations over the years, it can be basically confirmed that this mask is genuine. But just now I discovered I have a question, I always feel that the undercuts on both sides of this stone ghost face seem a bit crooked... This is not a fake or a flaw in workmanship, but based on what Brother Ling explained... "
What does it mean
Wang Ling looked at the man inexplicably.
"To put it simply, it was the last time Brother Ling tried on the Stone Ghost Face. The Stone Ghost Face actually had a body-seizing reaction. Moreover, judging from the records in the data, the process of Stone Ghost Face grabbing the body is to stab the barb into the body. Shameless…”
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"But obviously, this stone ghost face failed..."
“…”
Having said this, True Lord Throwing Thunder couldn't help but sigh: "Brother, your shame is so thick-skinned... I can't even compare to you!"
"..."MMP!
"Anyway, leaving this stone ghost mask with your brother is a big trouble. How about you give the stone ghost mask to me? Brother, I will definitely take care of this mask." The Thunder-Throwing Lord promised, patting his chest.
After listening to the man's words, Wang Ling fell into deep thought for a short time. Compared to an organization with some evil intentions like Shanshui Manor, Wang Ling would rather trust his brother, who has a 70% compatibility with immortality. But these days everything is about transactions... Wang Ling felt that he couldn't afford to lose.
After a moment of silence, the man in white received a message from Wang Ling, with a surprised expression on his face: "What? A meeting? Brother Ling said that as long as I go to hold a meeting for brother Ling, give me the mask." ?”
Wang Ling nodded solemnly.
"Brother Ling is so polite... It's such a small thing, even if there are no conditions for Stone Ghost Face. As long as your brother opens your mouth, I will definitely attend! Speaking of which... Brother Ling hasn't said what kind of meeting is this?"
Wang Ling smiled slightly, and then thrust a notice for the parent-teacher conference of No. 60 Middle School into the man's hand.
Lord Throwing Thunder: "..."
(End of chapter)