The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 1564: Zhou Ziyi's Legs (198)

It was a very old-fashioned house, but after careful observation, both Zhuo Yi and Jiugong Liangzi found that the layout inside was in good order.

The flowers and plants in the courtyard are growing very well, and they are blooming and showing their beauty.

Evidently they were well taken care of on weekdays.

"You usually take care of these flowers and plants?" Odd Zhuo couldn't help asking while looking at the blooming flowers.

"That's right, it's also the task my father assigned me before going to Sun Island. He only has these hobbies. He is so busy outside for my affairs, I dare not feed his things to death."

"You and your father have such a good relationship." Odd Zhuo sighed, "I thought you would hate your father."

"Why should I hate my father?" Zhou Ziyi laughed: "It was not his fault that my leg was broken. It was just an accident. I have seen him running around for my leg all these years." .”

As he said that, Zhou Ziyi suddenly turned around and took a look at Zhuo Yi: "That's right! I want to ask, are you really Zhuo Yi?"

This question made Odd Zhuo amused: "Of course I am really Odd Zhuo, why not?"

"No, nothing..."

Zhou Ziyi quickly turned his body around, continued to use his arms and palms instead of his own legs, and led the person into the main hall.

Before entering the door, Zhou Ziyi's body paused: "Wait, I won't go in! I'll let you come in!"

"You old man, what else is there to be shameful?"

Zhuo Yi suddenly laughed again. Before coming here, he had already found out about Zhou Ziyi's situation.

He also knew what it was that made Zhou Ziyi feel nervous and wanted to hide.

Zhou Ziyi's face was flushed, and he couldn't help but backed away.

In fact, he was Zhuo Yi's little fan, and he was the one who had admired him for a long time.

Ever since he lost his legs due to an accident at a very young age, Zhuo Wei's story has become all his hope for success.

Seeing the deity appear now, of course I am deeply moved.

Zhou Ziyi never dreamed that Odd Zhuo would pay attention to him.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about, it's all men."

Crouching down, Odd Zhuo pinched Zhou Ziyi's dark face.

Sure enough, the little guy's face was as thick as he imagined.

Looking at this scene, Jiugong Liangzi actually felt a little uncomfortable.

But thinking of Zhou Ziyi's current situation, he still endured it.

At the same time, she is also feeling naive for her own thinking.

The object of my assistance is still my little fan, but this incident will make people feel that Zhou Ziyi has a very cute feeling.

The point is, Zhou Ziyi is a man.

She actually felt annoyed because of a boy just now?

At this moment, Jiugong Liangzi's heart is extremely complicated.

She didn't feel that her thoughts were "jealous", but purely sick...

It's all because of being too close to Odd Zhuo these days, leading her astray!

"Then you all go in...but don't laugh at me!" Zhou Ziyi thought carefully, and he felt that what Zhuo Yi said was reasonable, so he stepped aside boldly.

When Odd Zhuo opened the door and entered the living room of Zhou's mansion, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

In the entire living room, the right half of the wall is full of carefully cut newspapers, all of which are related to him!

Odd Zhuo originally thought that the oldest news should be from six years ago when he defeated Tian Tun Clam...

But in fact Zhou Ziyi has been paying attention to him for a longer time than this.

Zhou Ziyi even paid attention to the news that he had obtained second and third class meritorious service in the army.

On the right wall, there are many posters about Odd Zhuo, including promotional posters, magazine covers, and some movie posters that Odd Zhuo participated in after becoming famous.

Of course, the most outrageous thing is not the things on the left and right walls.

It's the altar at the front of the main hall...

The person offering on the altar is none other than Zhuo Yi's gold-plated figurine commemorating the self-cultivation hero.

There are three electronic candles on the left and right of the figure.

And in front of the figures are full of tributes, including peaches, bananas, and a whole braised pig's head...

Looking at this scene, Jiugong Liangzi tried not to laugh out loud.

Odd Zhuo was enshrined at home, which was something she never thought of.

"Are you happy? Are you moved?"

Liangzi Jiugong really wanted to ask Zhuo Yi this question.

She was an outsider, so she naturally felt only funny in her eyes.

But Zhuo Yi is different.

To be honest, when he saw all this, he was deeply touched.

A child who lost his legs at a very young age was not defeated because of such ordeal, but was able to live bravely and optimistically.

In a sense, Odd Zhuo felt that Zhou Ziyi possessed a kind of courage that ordinary children did not have.

Just like him six years ago, knowing that he was invincible, he still showed his spirit sword and rushed to the front line.

Odd Zhuo thought he would laugh out loud, but in fact, after seeing all this, besides being moved, he was more moved by respect.

He stepped forward a few steps, took the incense sticks on the table, lit them with the spiritual flames differentiated from his fingertips, then bowed to his hand, and inserted the three sticks of incense firmly in the On the incense burner.

This scene made Jiugong Liangzi and Zhou Ziyi completely unbearable.

The two of them burst into loud laughter at the same time.

"..."

Zhuo Yi rolled his eyes and couldn't laugh or cry: "You told me not to laugh, but you smiled brightly yourself."

Zhou Ziyi wiped his tears: "This... Mr. Zhuo, you can't blame me! I respect you very much! But how can you worship yourself! This is so funny!"

Zhuo Yi lifted Zhou Ziyi with one hand, straightened Zhou Ziyi as if he was holding a small chicken, and then directly lifted him up.

Zhou Ziyi's face flushed instantly: "Mr. Zhuo, please let me down quickly..."

Zhuo Yi neatly placed the boy on his shoulders on the chair next to him, and immediately found a chair with Jiugong Liangzi to sit down.

The person whom he admired for a long time suddenly lifted him up and hugged him on the chair. Zhou Ziyi felt like he didn't realize this until he landed on the chair.

He is not short of caring, because he knows that in this world, his father is the person who cares about him the most.

Although Zhou Xiang works abroad all year round.

But the hearts of their father and son have always been connected.

He worked hard to learn to be well-behaved and strong, and lived a positive life even without legs.

But at the moment when Odd Zhuo hugged him just now.

He suddenly felt that there was a very powerful backer behind him.

"Mr. Zhuo..." Zhou Ziyi was in a complicated mood, but also very excited, and didn't know what to say.

At this time, Odd Zhuo stared at Zhou Ziyi and smiled: "Don't call me Mr. Zhuo, it's strange. You are a student of Sword God Academy, and I am also your senior."

"Senior?"

"When I was studying in No. 60 Middle School, I was lucky enough to study at Sword God Academy for a while. But that was a long time ago." Odd Zhuo said, "From now on, you can call me senior first."

"So that's how it is."

Zhou Ziyi's eyes lit up, and his face was full of joy: "Good senior!"

"Next, let's talk about your legs." Odd Zhuo said.

"My dad said, you can install the latest smart prosthetics for me. Is this true? That thing is very expensive... It is said that one piece costs 100 million."

"Hundreds of millions of smart prosthetics?"

Zhuo Yi raised his eyebrows and sighed, "I think your father may have misunderstood something."

"Let me just say...my dad thinks too much. With a leg worth a hundred million dollars, how can it be me." Zhou Ziyi showed a somewhat bitter smile.

"No, Classmate Zhou, why don't you understand yet?"

At this time, Odd Zhuo said: "Although smart prosthetics are good, they are not as good as real legs."

"This...could it be called a real leg transplant..." Zhou Ziyi was startled: "But the doctor said long ago that my leg has passed the optimal period for transplantation."

"The transplant is too low. I can do this operation. If you want a transplant, I can make you Urgot. It's okay to have a few more legs."

"..."

"What I'm talking about with you now is not a prosthesis, let alone a so-called transplant."

At this time, Zhuo Yi raised his head and stared at the young man in front of him seriously: "It's about letting your legs grow back! Did you see the flowers and plants in your yard? This broken leg can also be planted."