Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy: I Want All The Spiritual Energy

Zhu's father and mother hid at home for half the night in fear.

Although the other party didn't come for them, they lived in the same alley anyway, so they might be in trouble.

The next day, not long after dawn, Zhu's mother heard that there was no sound at all from outside and next door, only a few crisp bird calls, and she probably guessed that the other party had left.

Mother Zhu sighed: "He is a neighbor after all. Call the patrolman to collect the body."

Father Zhu moved the sofa blocking the door with force and snorted coldly, but didn't say anything.

The dead person is the most important person, and if he refuses at this time, it seems that he is not reasonable at all.

Besides, since the two families are so close, the corpse stench will reach them in two or three days.

What makes Zhu's mother incredible is that she originally wanted to take a look through the small hole in the wall on the second floor to confirm that the other party was really dead, so as to avoid calling the police and causing trouble when they came.

It turned out that the young man was sitting in the yard drinking tea.

As if aware of his gaze, the young man in the yard raised his glass and smiled: "Auntie, what can I do?"

Zhu's mother was immediately startled. What should she say? She couldn't say that she wanted to see if you were dead.

Reacting quickly, Mother Zhu quickly said: "It's okay, Auntie is having braised pork for lunch today. Young man, come with your sister!"

Lin Cang smiled and refused: "Forget it, auntie, I've been drinking too much tea recently, let's try another day."

Mother Zhu was a little confused, how could she still drink enough tea? Is it so addictive?

Anyway, it was just a casual question, and Zhu Mu didn’t say anything else: “Okay, then tell Auntie before you come over that day, and Auntie will do it for you.”

After saying that, Zhu Mu went back.

Zhu's father had just poured a cup to calm down the shock of last night, and when he saw Zhu's mother Shi Ran came back, he felt a little baffled: "Didn't you make a phone call? Is the call over now? I didn't hear any sound."

Zhu's mother shook her head: "The neighbor boy is not dead yet, what should I call?"

Father Zhu just took this sip and spat it out immediately. He was full of doubts: "He's not dead, how is it possible? There are so many people, even the house, I'm afraid they will all be razed!"

As he said that, Father Zhu didn't seem to believe it. He went to the small hole on the second floor and looked across. Sure enough, the young man who had just laid down on the lounge chair opposite looked in his direction: "Uncle, are you here to treat me to braised pork too?" "

Father Zhu was confused, what kind of braised pork?

Then Father Zhu took another look at the other party's home. Everything was normal and there was no sign of damage at all.

"This... could it be that I saw it wrong, or those dozen men in black didn't even enter this kid's house?

Or not looking for trouble, just talking? "Countless ways in which this boy might survive emerged in Father Zhu's mind.

One by one, Father Zhu overthrew them all.

"It's impossible. I saw it with my own eyes at that time, and the fierceness of the other party and the subsequent earth-shaking sound cannot be faked."

Right now, it is important to answer this kid's question first, otherwise, he will look like a voyeur. Father Zhu coughed lightly and said calmly:

"I recently purchased a new batch of spiritual melon seeds. This melon can grow all year round. It grows in March and can be eaten to prolong life. I have planted them all in my yard and there are still five spiritual melon seeds left. Let me see. The fields in this courtyard are empty, so it’s better to plant them.”

"Oh? Father Zhu wants to give me five spiritual melon seeds? Then I'll thank you here." After saying that, Lin Cang walked upstairs.

Father Zhu went downstairs to get the spiritual melon seeds and handed them to Lin Cang, but he sneered in his heart: "This melon needs a lot of cultivation resources containing spiritual energy as fertilizer, otherwise the melon will be sour and astringent.

When the time comes to compare the melons grown by this kid with his own, the other party will probably know the gap between him and the real rich people. "

Thinking of this, Father Zhu felt happy.

After Zhu's father told Lin Cang the cultivation method, Lin Cang was equally happy, and both of them were very happy.

Father Zhu returned to the room, the doubt on his face had not dissipated, and he felt a little confused when he thought of his daughter.

It was as if I had bought a lottery ticket and didn't know whether I was right or not. I couldn't help but murmur in my heart: "Isn't this young man really a hidden strong man?"

Zhu's mother: "What? How about bringing Xiaoying back now? Maybe it's still too late."

Zhu's father came back to his senses, glared at Zhu's mother, and subconsciously replied:

"What do you know? It's possible that there might be some strong man visiting that kid's house at that time.

Besides, it’s impossible for me to take Xiaoying back, otherwise where would you put Master Wang? "

Father Zhu has gained a lot of knowledge about superpowers through the Internet during this period: "Xiaoying has A-level superpowers, and that kid is at best B-level. If he teaches me, isn't that making fun of Xiaoying's future?"

Having said this, Father Zhu thought again of the terrifying pressure that the dozen or so men in black put on him that day.

This kind of pressure is definitely stronger than the monsters encountered when hiding at Master Wang's place.

Zhu's father finally added: "You can go ahead and say it, anyway, I won't let Xiaoying's talent be wasted in vain."

Mother Zhu has lived with him for so many years, how can she not know what he means? This is shameless: "Okay, I will say what I say."