One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Fu Shengbi soon found himself naive.

If she dared to stuff herself into her body, she would have a way to deal with it.

The Fushengbi lasted for half a minute and then dropped, "I don't know, I found myself in Huanshan when I was conscious, woo woo woo, please let me go, I didn't harm anyone, I was helping people... ..."

Ling Qiong sneered: "You are harming people indirectly."

Floating Pen: "..."

That's because they are greedy!

What has it got to do with it!

"Tell me the details after you ran out of the bookstore from the beginning."

"..."

Fushengbi said that after it ran out of the Shanying Bookstore, it crashed into the darkness within a short distance.

Then it kept spinning in the dark.

When it became conscious again, it was found that it was already in Huanshan.

It doesn't know where to find those 'believers'.

But since they have all come to the door, and it urgently needs these powers, it naturally accepts it unceremoniously.

The person who helped it never showed up.

Fu Shengbi had no idea who the other party was or what purpose he had.

Fu Shengbi is also stupid, he forgets his situation when he has a little advantage, and he doesn't run away.

Ling Qiong felt that that person must be the one who used the heroine last time to let go of the evil things in Shanyingshu.

The other party doesn't know what the purpose is...

Forget it, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridgehead.

It is impossible to draw a card.

The plot of not drawing cards has nothing to do with Dad.

Thinking of this, Lingqiong suddenly realized, put away the floating brush and left.

-

Ling Qiong went downstairs with her Fusheng pen in her pocket, just as she stepped out of the gate of the residential building with her right foot, a gust of wind rushed in from outside.

The rain that didn't know when outside was brought in by the gust of wind, bringing a slight coolness.

A black shadow approached, Ling Qiong avoided subconsciously.

The faint light fell on the figure who came in, outlining a clear outline.

The dense raindrops dyed the boy's hair, like a layer of white sand.

The boy obviously didn't expect that some people would come out from the residential building at this time, their bodies didn't stop, and they almost bumped into Ling Qiong.

"Cub!"

Xu Qiwu frowned and looked at the little girl who was full of surprises.

Why is she here?

Wouldn't it be tracking yourself?

The little girl tilted her head and smiled: "Mr. Xu, why are you here?"

"Should I ask you this?" Xu Qi was not vigilant.

I can still see her in the middle of the night.

How can there be such a coincidence?

"I'm here to do something." Ling Qiong said with an innocent face, "Are you also here to do something?"

Xu Qiwu raised his hand to wipe the raindrops off his hair: "It's none of your business."

"Meeting is fate." Ling Qiong folded his hands together: "Mr. Xu, look, are we destined? Or, do you agree with me chasing you?"

"..."

Who knows how this fate came about?

"Miss Yi, I've made it very clear, don't waste time on me."

No matter what her purpose was, it would be trouble for Xu Qiwu.

It would be best for her to disappear in front of her immediately.

Lingqiong blinked, and looked at him seriously and intently: "I just like wasting time on the people I like."

Xu Qiwu: "..."

Neuropathy!

Da da da……

High-heeled shoes stepped on the stairs and descended floor by floor.

"Mr. Xu?" A beautiful woman in a V-neck skirt appeared at the corner of the stairs.

She called out cautiously to confirm the identity of the person coming.

"Miss Zhong." Xu Qiwu nodded slightly.

Zhong Mengnan immediately came down: "I thought I was mistaken...I didn't expect Mr. Xu to be so young."

Facing this kind of greeting, Xu Qi Wu only nodded slightly.

Ling Qiong was a little suspicious.

What is my son doing seeing such a beautiful woman in the middle of the night?

"Who is this……"

"she……"

Ling Qiong spoke before Xu Qiwu: "Hello, I am Mr. Xu's assistant."

Xu Qiwu: "..."

who assistant?

When did he agree?

Zhong Mengnan had no doubts at all, and invited them upstairs: "So that's it, please go upstairs, both of you."

It was too late for Xu Qiwu to refute.

He endured it, and lowered his voice to warn Lingqiong: "If you dare to make trouble, I will kill you."

Ling Qiong clutched her chest, with a look of fear on her face, and pretended to say: "Mr. Xu, you are so fierce!"

Xu Qiwu almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He lowered his head, ignored Ling Qiong, and followed Zhong Mengnan upstairs.

There is no elevator in this residential building, and Zhong Mengnan's house is on the fifth floor.

The decoration of the home is very luxurious, and it looks like a rich person.

I just don't know why I live here...

"Mr. Xu, please come inside." Zhong Mengnan's attitude was very respectful, "I'll pour tea for you..."

"No need." Xu Qiwu looked around and said, "I still have something to do."

Zhong Mengnan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately recovered: "Okay...your side please."

Ling Qiong obediently acted as an assistant, followed behind the two and entered the next bedroom.

There are a lot of messy things pasted in the bedroom, almost airtight.

When Ling Qiong entered, she felt as if she had entered a scene of feudal superstition and sect discrimination, a hodgepodge of gods from all walks of life.

An old man was lying on the big bed in the middle of the bedroom.

The old man's face was rosy, and he looked as if he was asleep.

But judging from the things covered on his body, placed beside his pillow, and hung on the ceiling, it seems more like he was sealed.

Lingqiong felt that she had difficulty breathing.

"Mr. Xu, this is my father..." Zhong Mengnan said: "He often fell asleep during this time, and sometimes he didn't wake up for several days..."

Xu Qiwu went to the bed and took a look, but he didn't feel any Yin Qi on Mr. Zhong's body.

Xu Qiwu's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at Lingqiong from the corner of his eye.

Ling Qiong didn't look at this side at all, she was looking up at the messy talismans drawn on the ceiling, as if she was studying the function of those talismans.

Xu Qiwu looked back: "Can you tell me what happened in detail?"

Zhong Mengnan: "Yes... I also found a lot of people, but no one has a solution. It was not easy to find out about Mr. Xu through friends."

Ling Qiong rubbed her ears, why are you looking for a son?

The boy doesn't look like an exorcist either!

In addition to being a thief, the bastard is also bluffing and deceiving, right? -

Mr. Zhong started his own business when he was young and saved a little money.

When I get old, I retire early and hand over the family business to the younger generation.

This house is their old house.

Mr. Zhong Lao missed the past and never sold it.

He moved back to the old house from the villa and lived his old age.

Zhong Mengnan was worried and hired a nanny to take care of him.

Old Mr. Zhong felt that he was not that old yet, he could do it by himself, and he drove away several nannies one after another.

Zhong Mengnan had no choice but to give up finding a nanny for him and visit him every now and then.

Mr. Zhong was quite welcome at first, but after a while, Mr. Zhong refused to let her come.

Said that he had his own life and would not let her disturb him.

Zhong Mengnan knew that his father had no problem with his health, and he also had his own opinions and insights. I am also busy with work, and gradually I have less time to come.

But one day she discovered that her father, who claimed not to have a nanny, actually found someone to take care of him.