Yes, my current state is just like the popular background music on Douyin, it is indeed like a dream.
My third uncle, huh, even if the facts are right in front of me, I still can't believe his dual identity.
Could that sloppy man who giggled at everyone and talked like crazy all day long be the Third Elder of Kunlun? One of the few Celestial Spirit Masters in Great Xia?
Lingxi put the portrait back into the wooden box and put it back on the bookshelf. He smiled provocatively at me and said, "How about it? Do you still want to fight?"
I sat on the single sofa and shook my head gently.
Facts speak louder than words, and there is no reason to continue arguing.
It's just that I really can't figure out why Uncle San didn't take action to save grandpa and save me.
Perhaps, as Lingxi said, he had no choice but to do so.
I believe that when we meet again, Uncle San will definitely give me a reasonable explanation.
With his character that attaches great importance to love and justice, he has been willing to fall for Xia Baiyou for ten years. He will never be as heartless and heartless as my mother, who treats blood and family ties like ants and grass.
I looked at the time and saw that it was already half past five in the afternoon after this conversation.
I went to the kitchen to make dinner and called Su Tongyuan back and told him not to worry about San Bo.
Su Tongyuan kept asking me how I could be sure that Third Uncle was safe, after all, he hadn't been found yet.
I was annoyed by her questions, so I had to move out of Lingxi and said that Lingxi had done a fortune telling for me and that my third uncle was safe and would come home sooner or later.
With Lingxi as a cover, Su Tongyuan hung up the phone "convinced".
After dinner, I planned to calm down and read "The Eight-Character Physiology Sutra".
In the past two days, because of who Lingxi liked, I was distracted the whole time and wasted a lot of precious time.
Now that I have received a "satisfactory answer" from Pei Chuan, I have to say that my motivation has never been stronger.
First, he didn’t want to take over the title of Kunlun’s number one idiot.
Secondly, I don't want Lingxi to look down on me because of my destined marriage.
It made her think that I, a guy who looks pretty good to the eyes, can't do anything except cooking and cleaning.
After all, in front of the person you like, regardless of gender or age, you always have a magical psychology that you want to express.
After cleaning up the kitchen, I was ready to go upstairs and "put it into action".
But just when I closed the door of the villa, Tieshan came over.
This guy looked gloomy and shouted to me with anxious eyes: "Does your cell phone have no signal? I called three times but no one answered."
"Really?" I quickly took out my phone and looked at it. Hi, I accidentally muted it.
I apologized: "It's not that there's no signal, it's that I didn't see it."
Tieshan glanced towards the living room and found Lingxi sitting on the sofa watching TV. He lowered his voice and said to me: "There was an accident with Sun You. Ten thousand people's hair was stolen."
"What?" I shook my right hand and the phone fell to the ground.
Guo Feng came to help me build the Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella, and I also said hello to He Qing, the death watcher.
At this juncture, ten thousand people are losing their hair?
Isn’t this a trick on me?
Tieshan bent down to help me pick up the phone, wiped the screen and said, "There's no point in hurrying. Sun You wants us to go over and have a look and discuss it."
"It's useless to discuss it." I said angrily: "Thousands of people have lost their hair, how can we come up with a second one after just discussing it?"
"This woman, I repeatedly asked her to take good care of Ten Thousand Hairs, and she swore to agree."
"Oh, I was so busy helping her solve her mother-in-law's mess. Grandpa Guo even risked his life to help me build the Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella."
