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Chapter 30 Old Zhang Porcelain Hall

Before leaving the village.

The big python was reluctant to leave me and kept circling around me.

I am also a little nostalgic. It would be nice if this big python could be smaller. I could take it with me and it would be more or less a companion.

What's more, the boa constrictor is so powerful, wouldn't it be beautiful to have multiple thugs around?

I touched the body of the boa constrictor and sighed: "Unfortunately, you are too big. If I could be smaller, I could take you with me. But don't worry, I will set up a hall later and let you earn merit by going to the hall."

The big python understood my words and suddenly began to shrink!

In my stunned eyes, it turned into a small snake as big as a palm!

Who would have thought that a big python as big as a bucket could turn into a chopstick in the blink of an eye?

Even Yan Ling was shocked: "It's so amazing!"

I looked at the little snake in my hand in shock: "You don't look like a little demon."

The little snake swam in my palm and kept spitting out messages, but it didn't speak human words.

My grandfather is a Chuma Immortal, so I still know something about these immortal families. There is no rule about how many years of practice it takes to transform, but since it is possible to change, it must be at least several hundred years of practice.

Sometimes when a disciple summons an immortal, a person comes, but that may be just a spirit body. The body cannot be transformed into a human being, only the spirit body can be manifested.

The shackles of the physical body are a shackles that are difficult to break through!

Like the Tu Jiu who changed at will, he is definitely a powerful monster.

In particular, this python can't even speak, but can shrink its body at will, which is absolutely extraordinary.

I became interested in Xiao Jin’s identity!

"I will also call you Xiaojin from now on."

The little snake nodded at me, then got directly into my sleeve and stopped on my neck.

If you don't look carefully, it looks like a necklace.

I was so happy: "It's the first time in my life to wear a gold chain. This is how it feels."

Yan Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This is much more expensive than a gold chain, and not just anyone can wear it if they want to."

"Hehe, that's right..."

Soon, Xiao Jin turned into a big python and took Yan Ling and me out of the village and back to the road where the car was parked.

That night, Yan Ling generously hired a taxi and headed to Luoyang.

I have always been curious about Yan Ling's identity.

But we didn’t ask too many questions in the car. It was already close to dawn when we got off the car. We were both very embarrassed, so we found a hotel to stay at. Naturally, Yan Ling paid for it.

I didn't say anything about this. Who told me that my pocket is cleaner than my face?

Sometimes being shameless is also a kind of ability...

Yan Ling and I had added our contact information a long time ago. Lying in bed, I sent her a message: "We are friends in need, so I asked directly about some things. My mother's name is Nangong Yuan. Do you know her?"

"Nangong Yuan? Are you sure?"

"Of course."

"!!!"

Yan Ling sent three exclamation points and then stopped believing it, leaving me confused.

But it seemed that she did know about my mother, which made me very happy that I didn't take the risk of going to Huju Village in vain.

I knew some things shouldn't be rushed, so I put my phone aside and started to sleep.

In my dream, I met a young man wearing a yellow plaid shirt.

He sat by the river and smiled at me.

But the strange thing is that there is a layer of runes floating on his mouth, which looks very different!

After a while, the boy jumped into the water and came up with a big fish.

The big fish kept struggling, but was soon thrown to a stone by the boy and killed. Blood and scales were everywhere.

Then, he grabbed the fish and started eating it. It tasted delicious, but it made me feel nauseous.

I said the fish couldn't be eaten like this, so I snatched it over, scraped the scales, opened it, cleaned it, and grilled it over the fire.

When I was in the village, this was how I improved making fire as a child. Although there was no seasoning, it was still better than eating it raw.

Soon, a big fish was grilled. The boy ate it so deliciously that after eating, he jumped into the river again and threw more than a dozen fish in at once.

I was dumbfounded!

Good guy, you really treat me like a cook!

But I always felt that the young man was very kind, so I didn’t refuse him. In this way, the whole dream was spent in the process of grilling fish.

When I woke up, I just felt exhausted, as if I had worked an extra ten-hour shift in my sleep, and I couldn't even muster any energy.

While I was looking around me, Xiao Jin was curled up next to the pillow, spitting out letters and looking at me.

"You are quite energetic." I muttered and touched its little head.

Xiaojin wrapped around my wrist in a swish.

I smiled and touched him. This strange jewelry was probably the only one.

I picked up my phone and found that there were more than a dozen messages on it, including those from Zhou Cong and others, and also from Yan Ling.

"I know something about your mother. Nangong Yuan should be the daughter of the Nangong family, a talented ghost hunter. Their family has a deep relationship with Fengdu. I have heard about it in Fengdu."

"But I didn't ask about the specific things. If you want to know, I can take you to Fengdu later. I believe you will understand when you get there."

"Are you awake?"

"I'm going to eat first, and by the way, I want to inquire about the things that Mrs. Hong revealed."

"Contact me when you wake up."

I touched my chin.

Sure enough, Yan Ling knew about my mother, but it seemed that he only knew her name.

However, it is always a good thing to have clues. As long as you follow the thread, you will surely know more.

I opened Zhou Cong's message again.

"Brother Nan, I haven't seen you these days. What have you been doing? Why haven't you come back yet? Brothers all miss you."

"Yang Xiaoou said she wanted to treat you and Yan Ling to dinner to thank you for saving her life, but she was too embarrassed to contact you, so she asked me to tell you."

"Brother Nan, please reply when you see it."

I smiled and replied: "Let's talk about eating. I have something to do with Yan Ling right now, and I may not be able to go back in the next two days."

jingle!

Messages are responded to very quickly!

"Brother Nan, are you in love with Yan Ling? That's awesome! With Yan Ling's good looks, there is no problem at all in becoming a school beauty. It has to be my brother Nan."

I was speechless for a while.

What did I say about getting along with Yan Ling?

Is this guy thinking too hard?

But when I think about Yan Ling's appearance and figure, it's really hard to stop.

But I still shook my head and replied: "Don't talk nonsense, she and I are just friends in arms, not love at all."

"I understand! Brother Nan is indeed my male idol. He is so serious when it comes to relationships. I feel inferior to him."

I smiled bitterly. This guy used to be very rude to me, but now he can call me "Brother Nan" quite smoothly.

I ignored Zhou Cong and sent a message to Yan Ling.

"I woke up, where are you?"

After about five minutes, the news came back: "Lao Zhang Ci Tang, Dongshi Antique Street."

"almost there."



A quarter of an hour later, I got off the bus and there was an antique street in front of me.

I have been to this place before, so I am familiar with the location, but I have no impression of the old Zhang Citang.

I went in and looked around, but I couldn't find it, which made me feel a little confused. Could it be that the location given by Yan Ling was wrong?

I quickly looked at a stall owner: "Uncle, I want to ask you where is Lao Zhang Ci Tang?"

The stall owner was a bald man, rubbing two walnuts in his hand. After hearing my words, he pointed outside: "Go out and turn right into the second alley, and go to the left side of the head."

He looked up and down and smiled: "Not many people know that Lao Zhang Citang is so young, how can you speak so well?"

Good one?

Which mouth is it?

I didn’t ask any more questions and just casually said, “Just having fun.”

"Then you should take it easy. Someone your age had some fun some time ago. I heard he hasn't woken up yet."

I go?
Chapter completed!
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