"His surname is Ling, his given name is Mo Han. He is a mentor at the most famous Xingyun Academy in Qingteng Country. His origins are mysterious. He is an immortal cultivator, and his spiritual power has reached the golden elixir level. More importantly, he is twenty-five years old. So, you can call him venerable or senior, but this uncle, hehe... I guess not many people call him that!"
"Only twenty-five?"
She looked strange and said, "Why does he have a big beard at the age of 25? I thought he was at least 35!"
"Haha, that's why his origin is mysterious, because no one has ever seen his true face."
He said with a smile, his eyes also fell on Ling Mohan: "I really didn't expect him to come here. Wait, I'll go over to pay him a visit. Ghost Doctor, do you want to come with me?"
"The mysterious Nebula Academy instructor?"
She nodded in realization, not knowing what she was thinking. When she heard him say that he wanted to come over to pay her a visit, she smiled and said, "Of course, it would be great to get to know such a powerful person."
So, President Ke took her to Ling Mohan's side.
When they appeared, Ling Mohan noticed the evil man in the dazzling red clothes. He was familiar with the red clothes and the red mask, because these two things were placed aside in the hot spring that night.
Thinking of this, his sharp eyes fell on the man, examining him.
That night, he was unable to see clearly due to the mist of the hot spring, but he had clearly seen the ruined face. At this moment, he had to admit that the young man in red was as dazzling as the sun in the sky, with a wicked and noble temperament, especially the pair of clear and smiling eyes, which made people unforgettable...
But, looking at those eyes, why do they feel somewhat familiar
"Teacher Ling, it's been a long time since we last met. I didn't expect to meet you here. It's a pleasure to meet you." President Ke hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, greeting with a smile.
Hearing this, Fengjiu couldn't help but smile. If President Ke knew that the man with a beard in front of him was the one who stole several of his precious spiritual herbs, he probably wouldn't say "Nice to meet you" there.
“It turns out to be President Ke.” He stood up and bowed in return, his eyes falling on Fengjiu, asking, “Who is this?”
"Haha, he's the pharmacist we invited from the black market to participate in the Spiritual Medicine Competition. This... well, his name is Ghost Doctor." He said awkwardly, because he didn't know what the Ghost Doctor's name was, and didn't know how to introduce him for a moment.
"Uncle Ling."
Feng Jiu called out crisply, her eyes filled with a cunning light, and a smile that deserved to be slapped on the corners of her lips. She said in a familiar manner: "Uncle Ling, if you think it's not easy to call me Ghost Doctor, then you can call me Guigui."
Hearing the call of Uncle Ling, Ling Mohan unconsciously stroked his beard again, looking thoughtfully at the young man in red in front of him, with a bit of weirdness and confusion on his face.
"Uncle?"
He has been growing a beard for a while, but no one else has ever called him that. However, the shrewd little girl he met in Jiufu Forest also called him "Uncle", and this young man in red also called him "Uncle". Does he really look old