This is equivalent to an uncertain time bomb, you don't know when it will explode.
"I remember there is a spell that can track demonic energy." Xue Lingzi thought for a while and said.
I seem to have seen it in an ancient book.
"Can you do it?" Nangong Sihua asked.
"No." Xue Lingzi replied immediately.
Nangong Sihua glanced at him.
After living for tens of thousands of years, why can’t I do anything?
What a waste of time.
Xue Lingzi understood what he meant.
"Have you learned the Sanskrit I taught you last time?" Xue Lingzi said immediately.
What’s wrong with tens of thousands of years? He’s usually very busy, right?
Collect the essence of heaven and earth for Little Golden Lotus and accompany her to bask in the sun...
"No." Nangong Sihua said.
Xue Lingzi immediately snorted coldly.
Feng and the other three watched as Xue Lingzi and the young master pecked each other like two rookies, and then both suffered losses.
They know Xue Lingzi's true identity.
So I didn't dare to treat him as a child of several years old.
They felt that there was an inexplicable harmony between him and the young master.
I don’t know if I feel wrong.
The atmosphere between the young master and this Xue Lingzi was a bit like an old couple bickering.
Nangong Sihua was helpless. He really couldn't understand any of those Sanskrit words.
Xue Lingzi didn't want to learn that tracking spell either.
But in the end, both of them started studying seriously.
Seeing this, Xiao Qingli also learned the mental method Xue Lingzi taught her.
Feng and the other three looked at the scene of the three of them studying seriously.
Humph, I don’t take them with me to cultivate immortality.
The days passed like this.
Until Nangong Sihua and Xiao Qingli were discharged from the hospital, no one from the Meng family or the Nangong family dared to disturb them again.
Xiao Qingli is happy to be discharged from the hospital.
Xiao Qingli was very depressed because she couldn't go out to play in the hospital.
Now I can finally go home and play.
As soon as she arrived at the door of her house, Xiao Qingli ran inside with brisk steps.
"Little Master, run slowly and be careful not to fall." Tang Li instructed.
"Okay." Xiao Qingli slowed down.
Nangong Sihua followed behind, looking at her daughter with a smile.
It seemed that the days of recuperating in the hospital really made her bored.
"Xue Bao, I'm back!" Xiao Qingli said to Xuebao.
"Oleaf?"
Xiao Qingli did not see Xuebao at home.
Where did Olaf go?
Suddenly there was a violent cry from the sky, and a big snow-white bird circled in the sky.
"Wow, Xuebao!" Xiao Qingli raised her little head and looked at it in surprise.
Wow, Olaf has flown so high.
Xuebao saw the little master on the ground and swooped down.
Then it stopped steadily in front of the little master.
The little master is finally back.
Xuebao happily nuzzled his little master.
Little master, I miss you so much.
Xiao Qingli also hugged Xuebao back.
I also took the opportunity to touch the soft feathers on its belly.
So soft and comfortable.
Olaf didn't care about touching its feathers, but was very happy.
The little master can touch it as much as he likes.
In order to welcome the young master and the young master out of the hospital, the housekeeper ordered a large table of light dishes to be cooked.
I also made two nutritious soups.
The young master and the young master have lived in the courtyard for so long, and they have lost a lot of weight.
Xiao Qingli, who gained three pounds by drinking Bingpo soup every day, and Nangong Sihua, who gained five pounds by recovering from injuries:······
While eating, Nangong Sihua found it hard to look at the soup in his bowl. To be honest, he felt a little nauseous when he saw the soup.
Xiao Qingli also looked at her tonic soup with a troubled expression.
Lili really didn’t want to drink soup anymore.
Both father and daughter looked at the soup in the bowl with hatred on their faces.
The butler looked on with a smile.
Drink more and take good supplements, don't let your body be exhausted.
Xiao Qingli and Nangong Sihua couldn't bear to refute the housekeeper's kindness, so they had no choice but to drink it.
The father and daughter drank the soup slowly with identical expressions.
Xi Ci smiled secretly.
"You guys should drink some too. It's hard to take care of the young master and the young master in the hospital." The housekeeper filled a bowl for Xi Cixue and others.
Xi Ci also lost weight.
Also drink some soup to replenish your body.
Xi Ci's face froze for a few moments.
They were also afraid of drinking soup.
Because every time I bring rice, there will definitely be a portion of soup for them.
"No, no, no, it's not hard for us at all. Just leave it to the young master and the young master to drink. What if we don't have enough to drink later?" Xi Ci hurriedly refused.
"I asked someone to make a big pot, it's enough." the butler said enthusiastically.
The people at the last table were drinking soup with hatred on their faces.
As expected of someone taught by Nangong Sihua, they all have the same expression.
Finally, after drinking until his stomach was bloated, Xi Ci stood up and went upstairs. He felt that with every step he took, there was water in his stomach.
I drank five or six bowls.
So does everyone else.
Late at night, Nangong Sihua was still studying Sanskrit given to him by Xue Lingzi in his study.
I really can't understand it at all.
Nangong Sihua had doubts about himself. The last time he doubted himself was his cooking skills.
He was precociously intelligent since he was a child, so he learned everything very quickly.
Now he had serious doubts about his talent.
Because he really couldn't understand a word.
Nangong Sihua sighed for a while, and then started studying again.
After learning, Nangong Sihua fell asleep on the desk because he was so tired.
Nangong Sihua was in a daze, feeling like he was lying in the water.
Nangong Sihua stood up from the water in a daze.
I don't know what it is in front of me, but it's emitting golden light.
Nangong Sihua walked over curiously, and as soon as his feet touched the water, a pale pink lotus blossomed on the soles of his feet.
Well? Flowers on the soles of your feet?
Nangong Sihua took another step, and another lotus blossomed under her feet.
This is the legendary lotus that grows step by step.
Wherever Nangong Sihua goes, there are lotus flowers blooming.
As Nangong Sihua approached, he discovered that the golden light was emitting from a palace.
There is a wall at the entrance of the temple, which is covered with strange and strange words.
Nangong Sihua felt some kind of pull and unconsciously put his hand up.
The moment he touched it, ancient Sanskrit sounds entered his ears.
Nangong Sihua opened his eyes wide in surprise. He seemed to have heard this Sanskrit sound before.
When Nangong Sihua was trying to hear clearly, the palace suddenly collapsed in front of him.
The things in front of him were shattered piece by piece.
Nangong Sihua was awakened.
When Nangong Sihua woke up, he looked around and saw that it was still a familiar study.
It turned out to be a dream.
Nangong Sihua straightened the rags of sweat-wet hair in front of his forehead.
How could he have such a strange dream?
Dreaming about growing lotuses every step of the way.
I also saw weird writing.
Wait, isn't that weird text the Sanskrit text Xue Lingzi gave him?
Nangong Sihua quickly lowered his head to read the Sanskrit text.
It really looked exactly like what he saw on the wall.
The sound he heard was the pronunciation of this Sanskrit sound?
Nangong Sihua tried his best to recall the ancient voice in his dream.
The moon was setting in the west, and there was a glimmer of light in the east.
But Nangong Sihua was still studying that section of Sanskrit seriously.
When Tang Li came to the study to get the documents, he found that the young master was already sitting in front of the desk.
"Young Master, why did you get up so early?" Tang Li asked in surprise.
Nangong Sihua raised his head tiredly and looked at Tang Li.
"I haven't slept yet." Nangong Sihua said, rubbing his eyebrows.
"Young Master, please go back and rest quickly. Sanskrit cannot be learned in a day." Tang Li said distressedly.
