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Chapter 8 Ning Zhuo(2/2)

He wanted to see where Ning Zhuo was having a meal.

I don’t have such an opportunity in normal times, but now I finally got it, Ning Ji wants to ridicule the other party for fun.

As a result, he searched left and right, but couldn't find it.

I asked several waiters and confirmed that Ning Zhuo had never been here.

Ning Ji slapped his head and understood: "This kid pretends to behave, how can he have a dinner party? I'm afraid that at this time, he is crying in the dilapidated house where his mother died of illness!"

"Don't worry about him, I'll just slap it first."

Spiritual food is not only delicious, but also has the wonderful use of increasing cultivation, which makes Ning Ji very excited.

He guessed part of this guess correctly.

Ning Zhuo has returned to his own home.

Compared to my uncle and aunt's residence, Ning Zhuo's house was simple and dilapidated.

Ning Zhuo gently closed the yard door, walked through the yard, walked into the main house, and entered the inner room.

This is his bedroom and his study.

Although the furniture is dilapidated and simple, it is clean.

Ning Zhuo touched the Lion Zhenshi on the desk.

A glimmer flashed across the surface of the Lion Town Stone, indicating that no one had ever been there during his departure.

Ning Zhuo turned around, came to the bed, gently twisted the railing beside the bed, and suddenly a rattled sound of the mechanism came.

Immediately, the bed moved horizontally to the side, revealing the underground passage.

He stepped on the wooden ladder and entered the underground secret room step by step.

After stepping on the ground, he twisted the switch on the wall and moved the bed above his head back to its original place.

There was no light on the top, but runes lit up on the walls around the basement, making the small space brighter.

At this point, Ning Zhuo's expressions of loss, grief, anger, depression, etc. disappeared without a trace, and instead he looked calm.

He came to the workbench he was most familiar with, and there were various mechanism accessories on it.

Ning Zhuo opened the drawer on his right hand and showed a full of pastries.

Every pastry is wrapped in paper.

On the paper, there is the logo of Jinchentang.

He grabbed a handful of five or six pieces, and he mobilized his magic power and burned the pastry paper in the next moment, without any damage to the golden silk jade cake.

Obviously, he did such movements very often and had already reached the extreme.

Ning Zhuo chewed the pastry and his eyes were slightly dissipated. He reviewed his performance today in his heart.

He has maintained this good habit for more than ten years.

“There should be no problem.”

"I just didn't expect that other people's performance in this big test was generally wrong and they did not fully perform."

"When I looked at the list before, I almost thought I had failed to control the score and entered the top 30."
Chapter completed!
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