Chapter 37 I’m late

Ni Siqi looked Zhuzhu up and down. He couldn't remember when he had seen Zhuzhu and was unwilling to chat with her alone. He asked unhappily: "Who are you and why should I talk to you?"

Zhuzhu was a little helpless. She couldn't reveal her identity as a woman in public. After thinking about it, she had to give Ni Siqi a little hint: "Do you want to know the whereabouts of Ni Sitao and Ni Sizhu?"

Ni Siqi looked at Zhuzhu and opened her mouth in surprise: "Do you know the news about them?"

Zhuzhu nodded: "If you want to know, come with me."

She waved her hand, put all the peonies into her storage bag, and walked to a restaurant not far away.

Ni Siqi looked at Zhuzhu who suddenly became cold and cold, gritted his teeth angrily but still followed.

The two of them sat in a corner of the restaurant, Zhu Zhu ordered a bunch of food and started to eat happily.

Ni Siqi's face turned black, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore: "What happened to Ni Sitao and the others? Can you finish talking before eating?"

He is still as hot-tempered as the little bully before. It seems that Ni Siqi has lived a good life in the past two years, at least he has not suffered any grievances or hardships.

Zhuzhu no longer lost his appetite, so he pointed at his face and said, "Don't you recognize me yet?"

Although she disguised herself as a man and changed her appearance, her general facial features remained the same, it just made them look tougher.

"You are..." Ni Siqi looked at Zhuzhu doubtfully. He didn't remember seeing such a handsome young man before. If he had, he would definitely have an impression.

But as I looked at him, I felt that his features were familiar, as if I had seen them before, but I couldn't remember exactly where.

Zhuzhu was speechless. Okay, did you overestimate Ni Siqi's IQ? Or was he born with prosopagnosia?

"I am Zhuzhu."

"Zhuzhu... Ni Sizhu?" Ni Siqi couldn't believe it, but after Ni Sizhu's reminder, this time he finally remembered why the young man in front of him felt familiar. He was indeed five points similar to Ni Sizhu more than two years ago.

"You...how did you become a man?"

"This is to make it easier to walk outside."

Zhuzhu smiled and said, "What about you, how did you escape from Yunwu Mountain?"

"It was my fourth uncle who saved me." Speaking of his fourth uncle, Ni Siqi stood up excitedly and took Zhuzhu's hand and walked out, "Come home with me to meet your fourth uncle. Your fourth uncle will be very happy to see you alive.

"

Fourth uncle? Zhuzhu didn't react for a moment, but soon she finally remembered who the fourth uncle Ni Siqi was talking about.

"My father is still alive?" Zhuzhu was even more excited than Ni Siqi now.

"Of course, without my fourth uncle, I wouldn't be able to stand in front of you properly."

"Why don't you hurry up and lead the way?" Zhuzhu threw a spiritual stone to the restaurant manager, turned around and pulled Ni Siqi out.

When they reached the entrance of the small courtyard rented by Ni Siqi, Zhuzhu realized that they lived so close to each other, just two streets apart.

Fortunately, they didn't miss it.

"Fourth uncle, fourth uncle, look who's back!"

Ni Siqi opened the courtyard door and walked away with Zhuzhu.

Ni Xinzhi took advantage of Ni Siqi's absence from home to set up a stall, and planned to secretly draw a few more talismans. Unexpectedly, he heard his yelling as soon as he started to draw the talisman.

Why did it come back so soon? Could it be that it was out of stock for too long and sold out quickly?

Ni Xinzhi put down his talisman pen, opened the door and walked out: "Siqi, it was sold out so quickly today?"

"Fourth Uncle, not a single talisman was sold," Ni Siqi said happily, "but I brought back one person."

"Who is it?" Ni Xinzhi was also curious. He was so happy even though he didn't sell a single talisman. Who was it that made Siqi so happy that he didn't even bother to do business?

Ni Siqi had enough of selling out and turned sideways to reveal Zhuzhu with tears streaming down his face.

Ni Xinzhi looked at Zhuzhu and his doubts gradually turned to surprise, joy and excitement. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Zhuzhu was one step faster than him, stepped forward and threw herself into his arms: "Dad, the unscrupulous girl is late.

.”

"Zhuzhu, my Zhuzhu." Ni Xinzhi couldn't stop crying, "I never thought that dad would see you again in his lifetime."

"It's my fault. I should have thought that my lucky father would still be alive. I should have come to the capital to see you earlier."

Looking at her father, who was much older than he was two years ago, Zhuzhu felt heartbroken. His father must have suffered a lot in the past two years. He was still in his prime, but after two years of absence, he turned into a sluggish old man.

His black hair had turned into silver threads, and his face also had many grooves. If she hadn't sensed the familiar aura on his body, Zhuzhu would have almost not dared to recognize him.

And when she got closer, she realized that her father's aura was very messy and disordered, just like recovering from a serious illness, but it was even worse than recovering from a serious illness.

"Dad, are you feeling unwell?"

"Fourth uncle's foundation..." Before Ni Siqi could finish his words, Ni Xinzhi interrupted him: "It's okay. Don't listen to Siqi's nonsense. Dad just suffered some internal injuries. He will be healed slowly."

Zhuzhu was afraid that her father would report good news but not bad news, so she took hold of Ni Xinzhi's wrist pulse, injected the weak vitality energy and part of the spiritual energy into his body, and began to explore.

The endless life can automatically search for damaged parts of the body, and soon it swims along the father's tendons toward his spiritual veins. The spiritual energy follows the breath of endless life and goes to his spiritual veins.

Zhuzhu borrowed these two strands of gas and saw that her father's spiritual veins were full of cracks. The endless energy attached to the cracked spiritual veins quickly repaired the two cracks, but at the same time they were all consumed.

Not only that there were countless cracks in her father's spiritual veins, Zhuzhu could also feel that his Dantian was already teetering on the edge and might collapse at any time.

Ni Siqi was right. There was something wrong with his father's foundation. It was already severely damaged. If he didn't find a way to cure it, his father might have his Dantian shattered and become an ordinary mortal at any time.

No, maybe he is not as good as a mortal. Not only will his Dantian be damaged, but his spiritual veins and tendons will also be completely damaged, and he will have no choice but to lie in bed and live out the rest of his life.

"Dad, there's obviously something wrong with your health. How long are you going to keep it a secret from me?"

Knowing that he couldn't hide it from his daughter, Ni Xinzhi sighed: "Both life and death are determined by fate. If dad can see you live well in his lifetime, he will have no regrets."

"No, I don't want to. I want dad to be with us forever. Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to cure your illness."

Zhuzhu finally met her father Ni Xinzhi, and of course she couldn't accept him leaving her side again. Even if she tried her best, she would make her father's body recover as before.

"Actually, we met a medical practitioner before. After the medical practitioner diagnosed and treated Fourth Uncle, he said that it is necessary to take a fourth-grade Peiyuan Pill and a third-grade Gubendan at the same time in order to repair and stabilize Fourth Uncle's foundation.

, but those two kinds of elixirs are too expensive and we can’t afford them, so we have to use ordinary first-grade tonic pills and second-grade rejuvenating pills plus herbal medicines to cook them slowly, but these are only treating the symptoms but not the root cause after all, plus the four

In recent years, my uncle has spent his spiritual energy drawing magic talismans to make a living, and his body has become even more damaged. My fourth uncle is trying to make my life better..."

The more Ni Siqi talked, the more guilty he felt. Even though he was already a seven-foot-tall man, he still couldn't help but have red eyes.

"This has nothing to do with you, it's all of my own free will." Ni Xinzhi said, "I am the only surviving foundation-building monk in our Ni family. Naturally, I have to take care of and protect you juniors. When you grow up, I will do the same.

To one’s own juniors.”

"Dad, we have grown up. It is time for you to enjoy your blessings. Siqi and I will take care of you from now on." Zhuzhu said and looked at Ni Siqi, "How many spiritual stones are needed for the Gubendan and Peiyuan Dan?"

"A Strengthening Pill requires thirty middle-grade spiritual stones, while a Yuan-Building Pill requires one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones."

Ni Siqi sighed as he spoke: "Now we have only saved twenty pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones, which are not even enough to purchase the Strengthening Pill."

There are still thirty middle-grade spiritual stones left in Zhuzhu's hand, and in total, there are only fifty middle-grade spiritual stones.

It is indeed far away from the 130 yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones, so we can only find a way to sell the spiritual peonies in our hands, which should be able to almost collect the cost of the elixir.

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