Wearing a white dress, two small steamed buns on her head, and a small shoulder bag on her back.
pink.
It was the little girl who asked for directions in the afternoon.
She's quite cute, about eight or nine years old.
"How did you get in?" Zhou Xu asked curiously.
It's on the third floor, so it shouldn't be easy to get in.
Jumping in from the window, it feels too eye-catching.
"Don't you ask me who I am?" the little girl asked, looking at the winter dates in Zhou Xu's hand.
Zhou Xu lowered his head and glanced at the winter dates in his hand, then handed it out.
After Dongzao was taken over by the other party, he said:
"Speaking of which, I don't know who you are either.
So how did you get in?"
"If you don't know who I am, then you have to ask me what the purpose of coming in is, right?
Also, your jujube is not fresh anymore." The little girl took a bite of the winter jujube and felt a little disgusted.
Zhou Xu: "..."
Can’t you understand what the person on the other side is saying?
"You can go to another house. There may be fresh fruits." Zhou Xu came to the door, opened it, and issued an order to expel the guests.
The little girl came to the door, closed it and said:
"I'm here to find you. I can't leave for the time being. There are some things I need to explain to you clearly.
Unless you tell me you don't live here."
"Cultivator?" Zhou Xu looked at the little girl and asked.
He remembered what happened during the day, but he had never seen this little girl before.
The sudden visit to him must be because his identity was recently known to the world of cultivation.
This shows that this little girl is most likely a cultivator.
The strength is so impressive that it can be clearly explained.
"Seventh grade fighter." The little girl looked proudly at Zhou Xu.
The highest grade among the lower three grades, one grade better than Qiu Qian.
But it looks smaller than Qiu Qian.
Is it talent?
Zhou Xu doesn't understand this, but a seventh-level fighter can destroy his family.
It's really troublesome to have a cultivator at home.
The little girl came to the counter next to her and looked at the photos above and said:
"Is this you and your parents?"
Zhou Xu looked over and saw a photo of him and his parents.
Taken when I was a kid.
It must have been taken when I was seven or eight years old, in front of a tree in the park.
The tree was planted for him.
In the photo, he is standing in front of his parents, smiling a little silly.
Behind him are a stout man and a plainly dressed woman.
Neither of them stand out.
No matter how you look at them, they are just ordinary people. How can they be a giant of the devil?
"It's my parents." Zhou Xu nodded.
He still doesn't know how this person got in, and he doesn't answer his questions at all.
I looked around and found that the windows were not broken and the walls were in good condition.
The little girl lowered her head and searched in her small satchel, and then took out a photo of the same size as Zhou Xu's on the counter.
Then he put it up.
How did you take it out? Zhou Xu glanced at the bag, a little confused.
But they are cultivators.
No fuss.
He looked at the photo, and there were three people on it too.
In the middle is a little girl with an innocent smile.
Behind her stood a man and a woman. The man was wearing a black robe, he was majestic and not angry.
The woman was dressed in white, with an outstanding figure and a peerless appearance. She touched the head of the little girl in front of her with a smile in her eyes.
Behind them is a big tree.
"These are my parents." The little girl pointed at the man and woman in her photo.
Zhou Xu: "...are you suppressing my parents?"
He wanted to find an opportunity to throw this person's photo into the trash can.
Give vent to your parents.
The little girl looked at Zhou Xu, then pointed at the child in Zhou Xu’s photo and said:
"You, Zhou Xu."
"Yes, this is me." Zhou Xu nodded.
Knowing his name, he is not curious.
Qiu Qian also knows.
Then the little girl pointed to herself in the photo next to her and said:
"I, Zhou Ningyue."
Seeing that Zhou Xu didn't understand, she pointed at the man in her photo and said:
"My dad, your dad."
"Your mother, my mother." She then pointed at the woman in Zhou Xu's photo.
Zhou Xu was stunned for a moment.
Then he pointed to two photos with some disbelief:
"You mean, my father is your father and your mother is my mother?"
Zhou Ningyue nodded.
Zhou Xu took two photos and looked at them. He was a little afraid to recognize them.
Did your parents go for plastic surgery later?
And when did you have a daughter?
"So you are my sister?" Zhou Xu focused on Zhou Ningyue.
Having multiple younger sisters seems to be a good idea.
Although I asked my parents when I was young, I wanted to have more brothers.
You can help him with his homework.
But my parents didn't agree.
"It's not my sister." Zhou Ningyue said seriously while eating winter dates:
"It's your sister. I'm several years older than you."
Zhou Xu: "..."
He looked at the photos and found that it was not his parents who had undergone plastic surgery, but that time was like a butcher's knife.
This killing is a bit harsh.
Putting the photo back, Zhou Xu stared at Zhou Ningyue:
"Aren't you lying to me?
How much older is he than me? Why do he look only eight or nine years old?
By the way, how did you get in?"
"My mother gave me the keys." Zhou Ningyue took out a bunch of keys from her small bag and took out a map:
"My mother also gave me the map."
Out of curiosity, Zhou Xu took the map and looked at it.
The painting is very detailed, with the east, west, north and south clearly marked.
Sure enough, there are some road fools.
Then he took out his mobile phone and dialed his mother's number.
What is the use of Zhou Ningyue?
Of course, I need to check with my mother directly, so that all issues can be clarified.
"You have no living expenses so early?" This was Liu Nansi's first sentence after answering the phone.
"Mom, I found a job. I just want to ask a little question now." Zhou Xu looked at Zhou Ningyue who was looking for food in the refrigerator, and asked the person on the other side of the phone softly:
"Mom, do I have a sister?"
"No." Liu Nansi denied it directly, and soon she told Zhou Xu the helpless fact:
"You have a sister, I should go find you.
Now that more people know you, it will be safer for your sister to live with you.
If you want to practice cultivation, just ask your sister.
Any question?
No problem. I'm going to clean up and close the door.
By the way, how was your chat with Qiu Qian? Did you call her today? "
"Mom, please get busy, I'm hanging up." After saying this, Zhou Xu hung up the phone directly.
Qiu Qian…
He couldn't get in touch even if he wanted to.
I'll talk to my mom when I get a chance.
"Do you believe that I am your sister now?" Zhou Ningyue stood by the refrigerator, eating winter dates and looking at Zhou Xu.
"I can't believe it." Zhou Xu shook his head.
Who would believe that an eight or nine-year-old child is his biological sister?
"Is Sister Yue so short because she hasn't grown up?" Zhou Xu asked curiously.
"Don't you believe that I am your sister?"
"Believe it or not and scream it or not are two different things."
"Because of the Kung Fu." Zhou Ningyue sat on the chair next to the dining table and said:
"The exercises I practice are some of the weirder ones. Each level is a kind of reincarnation.
There is a cycle of reincarnation from the age of eight to eighteen.
When I was at the eighth level, I started to regress from the age of eighteen. Now at the seventh level, I am exactly eight years old.
When I enter the sixth grade of the third grade of middle school, I will be eighteen again."
"Tianshan Tongmao, am I the only one who has the most merit among the Eight Wastelands and Liuhe?" Zhou Xu was quite shocked.
He has learned it, but he has not learned it.
At that time, he felt that as long as he learned it, he could live forever.
"It's the Nine Transformations Divine Art, by the way." Zhou Ningyue looked at Zhou Xu with her big eyes open and said seriously:
"I heard from Qiu Qian that you often go to some girls to talk all night long?