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Chapter 215 Age is a Mystery

Before he passed away, he didn't even say hello, and he was so willful.

Xiaomu nodded: "He said he was his mother's ancestor and looked like a kind little brother. He told me not to tell my mother."

After saying that, he covered his mouth with both hands and his eyes dripped.

Oops, I missed it.

Su Cen's heart moved slightly. Could it be that the soul of the ancestor is still in the world?

They are all very old and still have the nerve to pretend to be young.

She clenched her fists. Since it was hidden so deeply, it would be better not to let her discover it.

"You can learn, not use it indiscriminately."

"Okay mom."

Xiaomu looked well-behaved. As long as he didn't tell the ancestor, there would be no problem!

"Are you... okay?" Li Jinxing looked at Su Cen worriedly, before he could bother her.

"I'm fine." Su Cen said calmly: "Let's go back!"

Take Xiaomu away first.

Li Jinxing looked at her back and followed behind her.

Lin Xun and Xiao Hei looked at each other, and when they saw that she had something to do, they were silent all the way and did not affect her.

When she got home, Su Cen kept in mind this matter.

The fact that the ancestor appeared in Xiaomu's dream has always lingered in her heart.

The ancestor has always been straightforward, just like the ethereal wind, doing whatever he thinks.

In her first life, she was originally a young lady with a wealth of food and food. She lived in the boudoir with her sisters and lived a life of a daughter without restraint.

The ancestor saw her one day and said that she was a good seedling to enter the Xuanmen. He talked with her father all night and took her away from the mansion the next day.

Since then, her life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

She followed the ancestor to travel all over the world, going wherever she wanted, wandering around the world.

No matter where you go, there are people who treat you with delicacies and delicacies, and you never lack money or food or drink.

He didn't do anything serious.

At that time, she always felt that this ancestor was cheating on cheating and cheating, and it looked extremely unreliable.

She ran away secretly, no matter where she fled or how far she fled, she could be caught by him, and she looked at her helplessly every time.

In order to reassure her, she finally began to teach her the mysterious skills.

But she did not let her become a disciple, but only let her call him the ancestor.

But he didn't care about what he taught, and he taught her whatever he thought of.

Face and fortune-telling, Feng Shui and Ge, ancient martial arts and medicine, various teachings, little by little.

He said that these are all abilities that help you and enable you to establish a world. What you need to cultivate is the mind and nature, and what you cultivate is the perfect merit.

Only then can it last forever.

Apart from what I teach every day, I don’t care much about her and do whatever she wants.

It was such an unreliable ancestor who gave her a great sense of security. Whoever dared to bully her would chase her to the other party’s lair and beat her up to cry and cry.

In this way, she was with the ancestor for thirty years. What surprised her was that she had never seen his appearance change for thirty years.

He always looks so young and so fairy-like.

She didn't know how long he had lived, but she only knew that he seemed to be able to do everything and could do anything.

His age is a mystery.

She asked the ancestor about his age.

The ancestor’s answer is always “Don’t ask, it’s a flower every year.”

He is very old and wears a white robe all day long, and has a fairy-like appearance. He has a white and beardless face. He is very stinky and beautiful, and he looks in the mirror every day.

I don't admit that there are those who look better than him in the world.

Indeed, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, I have never seen anyone who looks better than him or even more fairy.

I also like to drink, and I can’t enjoy it without drinking.

On the day of his death, he sat in a mess, his legs crossed and his legs were sitting on the futon, his eyes closed, his expression peacefully, as if he was asleep.

There is no sign of leaving.

All the wine jars around me have been drunk.

She waited by the ancestor for a whole month, but she didn't wake up and gave up.
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