Although she didn't quite believe what he said, she didn't want to hit the smiling man, and he knew the original owner, so he would be able to help her.
Just as she was thinking, she suddenly heard Wen Liang yelling that deafening voice, which shocked her back to her senses!
"Uncle Master, save me!"
With that heart-rending roar, people who didn't know it thought she was the one who got him.
Zhuang Ling twisted her stiff neck with a numb expression on her face, and looked at Wen Liang, who was lying on the ground and struggling to get up.
Ever since she entered it, she was either on the way to being wronged or on the way to being wronged, so much so that she became accustomed to it.
Will her fate be the same this time?
Seeing her strange expression, He Weigui cast his suspicious eyes on Wen Liang, who appeared with her. He smiled and tilted his head slightly, looking past Zhuang Ling who was standing in front of him, towards the brat who called him.
When he caught a glimpse of Wen Liang's injured right hand raised high, he quickly shifted his gaze to see if his old friend's daughter was injured.
After he confirmed that his old friend's daughter was safe and sound, he walked over and picked up Wen Liang's outstretched right hand and looked through it. His expression was still smiling, making it difficult to tell the truth in his words.
"It's over. Little Overlord Wen's hand is disabled. It will be difficult for you to hold a gun in the future."
Wen Liang saw that although his uncle was smiling, the smile did not reach his eyes and did not look like he was joking. He was instantly frightened and turned pale. He pulled the corners of his mouth and asked: "You are bluffing me... right uncle?" ?”
He Weigui still looked at him with a smile and replied calmly: "What do you think?"
Ahhhh... don't ask this again, don't let him think ahhhh! ! !
Speak humanly, you uncle!
Wen Liang's heart was racing with a group of grass and mud horses whizzing by. He was not sure what his uncle meant, and he did not dare to think deeply about his uncle's words.
In the spirit of a coquettish girl... Bah, men are the best. He was like a clingy big cat, wrapping his arms around his uncle's thigh and refusing to let go. His tall and strong body was like a hill, attached to his uncle. Uncle's feet.
Wen Liang wanted to be like his sister, but he used too much force. He shook his head crazily and wailed: "No, uncle! I don't want to be unable to hold the gun, wuwuwu...help me...help me...wuwuwu... …”
Zhuang Ling looked at Wen Liang's macho coquettish behavior with black lines on his head, and wanted to ask him if he had some kind of social awkwardness?
He Weigui didn't know what she was thinking, so he smiled and rubbed Wen Liang's head, comforting him: "It's okay, you can still move it, you just can't play with it."
When Wen Liang was stabbed in the heart by his uncle, he immediately howled so loudly that he replied bluntly: "Pig mouth! Uncle, your words always hurt my heart. You are not allowed to say it again in the future. Wuwuwu..."
He Weigui twisted Wen Liang's ears with a smile, gritted his teeth and said: "Hey, you are so presumptuous, you kid. Now you dare to talk to me, your uncle, like this?"
Wen Liang waved away his uncle's touch and threatened with a grunt: "Why are you always being mean to me! Look, my hands are almost useless, so I'm not afraid of offending you anymore. Come on, uncle, I'm not afraid of you anymore. If you dare to bully me again, don't blame me for going to the boss to file a complaint against you, saying that you didn't do anything serious. You used me as a target and even pierced my hand. When the time comes, Let’s see what you do!”
He Weigui, the old god, was on the ground with his arms folded and listening to the lecture. After Wen Liang finished talking nonsense, he smiled slowly and said: "No need to wait until the time comes. If I kill you now, no one will know. You What do you think?"
When Wen Liang repeatedly emphasized that he was not afraid, he was already timid.
This also caused him to hear his uncle's question again, and for a moment he honestly didn't dare to chatter any more, but he still couldn't help complaining: "It's not enough for you to kill me alone. There are people in the car." So many people, so many pairs of eyes, and she’s watching too!”
When Zhuang Ling saw the glances from both of them, she waved her hand awkwardly.
This fucking fake semen, if you want to be beaten, don’t take her with you!
Although she was angry, she still had to put the overall situation first.
Zhuang Ling considered that she might need Wen Liang to build a bridge for her to make friends with his smart and capable brother Wen Yuanchuan, so she clenched her fists and coughed slightly, and said with a smile: "I heard that the alchemist in the world of immortality can revive the dead. Flesh and white bones, then repairing the broken meridians shouldn’t be a problem, right?”
Wen Liang didn't follow the steps she gave him, so he said quickly: "You are a mortal from the lower world, right?"
There was no hint of inquiry in these words. After he unilaterally confirmed her origin, he raised his nostrils to the sky proudly and said, "Don't praise me, I know I'm very smart!"
Zhuang Ling rolled her eyes speechlessly. She didn't mean to praise him, okay?
He Weigui watched the two children of similar age having fun. He looked at his old friend's daughter and smiled kindly: "Since you are here, Uncle Gui won't hide anything from you."
Seeing his serious expression, Zhuang Ling hurriedly listened attentively!
"Ever since you were born, your mother has not wanted me to take you back to the fairy world. She just wants you to be an ordinary mortal. But I know that you belong here, and you should even go to the place that all monks have been pursuing throughout their lives. The divine realm is looked up to, admired, and respected by everyone, so does Lingling want to go down to the lower realm or become an immortal?"
Zhuang Ling pondered for a moment and asked: "She...um...why does my mother want me to be an ordinary mortal?"
Could it be that the original mistress foresaw the tragic fate of the original owner?
If it was what she thought, it would be the truth.
However, when she saw He Weigui shook his head, as if he didn't know the truth, he smiled and said: "Xu Shi's path to immortality is bumpy, and people's hearts are unpredictable. If you are not careful, you will die unexpectedly. Your mother hopes that you can start well and end well."
Zhuang Ling also shook his head and couldn't help but sigh, thinking to himself: It doesn't exist. Ideas and reality will mostly go off the rails.
Because she knew that the original owner was destined to be the stepping stone for the heroine, and she, a person who knew the plot, fell into the trap one after another, not to mention how resistant the immature original owner would be.
If it is said that man can conquer heaven, he must also look at which side heaven is on, otherwise he will be stuck alive and there will be no place to redress his grievances.
Zhuang Ling looked at He Weigui very seriously. She knelt down and saluted: "Uncle Gui, I want to accept you as my teacher. Please accept me as your disciple!"
This time she asked for apprenticeship, which was different from her request for a ticket from Jiu Laoxian to take her to the world of immortality. She was very serious and solemn.
Although she could worship Xuanyuan Yu as her teacher again and learn more orthodox immortal arts, she was afraid that if he had something to do, he would not leave his bed without saying a word and would hug him at every turn. Sooner or later, she would not be able to help but want to beat his head.
In order not to affect her study mood and delay her progress, she had better find another job!
However, when she was about to perform the apprenticeship ceremony, she didn't notice the little white tiger quietly slipping down from the bag tied around her waist. It fluttered its short legs and quickly ran to He Wegui's feet. It was about to touch the apprenticeship ceremony. the meaning of.
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