In fact, I didn't take the promised threat seriously at all.
On the contrary, I felt like she was trying to take advantage of me, so she was just happy: "Damn it, if you want to call me daddy, just say so. Why are you going through all these meanderings?"
Come on, dear daughter, dad has been busy outside for two months. I'll give him a massage by beating his legs. If you can't stand it, you can just step on your back. I don't mind your smelly feet."
"Get out of here!"
Xu Nuo slapped me with his little slap: "Follow me home, follow me home, follow me home! If you don't come home with me, I will mark you to death. It's up to you."
"You really have learned some skills and don't know what your last name is."
I didn’t really want Xunuo to call me daddy, but Xunuo’s grinding of teeth made my head hurt, and I was very impatient: “Okay, today I will let you call me daddy willingly, just give it to me.
sleep!"
In fact, no means are needed to deal with promises.
Just at the moment when I said the last word 'sleep', the mental power in my sea of consciousness fluctuated slightly.
They transformed into a witch seal representing the power of 'drowsiness', which gradually appeared between Xu Nuo's brows.
At this time, Xu Nuo still didn't understand what happened, and was still grinding his teeth: "I'll sleep if you ask me to? Why are you so awesome? Let me tell you, Gu Yan, if you don't come back with me tomorrow, I will
……At once……"
I knew that Xu Nuo was getting excited at this moment, so I asked her in a teasing tone: "What? You must have made a mistake. I am your father, not your uncle."
"Just...that's what..."
In just these two seconds, Xu Nuo went from being energetic at first to becoming increasingly confused, and now he can no longer open his eyes.
In the end, she couldn't finish her sentence, so she just closed her eyes and lay down on the sofa, falling into a deep sleep.
"It's nothing. I'm not happy that you want to be my daughter."
Afraid that she would burn herself to death, I took out the cigarette from her hand and put it in my mouth.
But at this time, I suddenly remembered that when I first met Xunuo, I found that I had lost my memory. She comforted me and took advantage of me, asking me: "Do you still remember that you are my son?"
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile at the corner of my mouth. I felt that this girl was really interesting. I don't know who would be so lucky in the future to marry such an interesting little thing.
But then I thought about the time when I didn't know Mr. Shen, and I promised to tie her ex-boyfriend's hair to the witch puppet he gave me, hoping to let her ex-boyfriend lend me a life.
When I think of this, I feel a little chilly in my heart. I can only hope that the boyfriend or husband she finds in the future will not be a playboy. If she cheats on her in marriage and meets Xu Xu who has learned magic, she will not use any means to make him cheat.
You will never be reincarnated?
I just sat on the sofa and stared at Xu Nuo's face in shock for a while.
I was stunned, and I suddenly realized that something was not right with me.
I came back this time to do business. There are a lot of ugly things that haven't been resolved yet. I haven't contacted the people in Europe yet. I have no idea about the movements in Hades. I don't know anything at all.
And most importantly, Zhang Qi left in order to protect my safety, and there has been no news from her until now.
Now that this is the case, I am still here staring at the little girl. Is this ridiculous?
I think I have to get busy.
So I rummaged around the house, found a pen, took out a tissue and left a note for Xu Nuo: "Don't worry, my dear, I will definitely accompany you back home, but not now. I have business to do now."
When you wake up tomorrow, if you want to wait, just wait for me at home. If you feel bored, go home first. Anyway, I remember your mobile phone number and I will contact you after buying a new phone."
After writing this, I threw the pen on the table coolly, let my body turn into a ball of pure spiritual energy, and floated in the direction of Shen Gong's factory.
Regardless of body or soul, including consciousness, everything is composed of energy.
This is the most fundamental understanding of the world by witchcraft. The level of witchcraft depends entirely on how much energy you can control and how well you understand energy.
The more energy that mental power can mobilize, the stronger and grander the spells that can be used, the deeper the understanding of energy, and the deeper the understanding of microscopic affairs.
Just like me, my understanding of energy is limited to the aura level, so I can only turn myself into aura to wrap my consciousness and soul. According to legend, the elders in the clan who have the deepest understanding of energy can even create souls, bodies, and even souls out of thin air.
A new race.
But this is just a legend, a saying passed down among the Wu clan, and no one has actually seen what they created.
But according to my opinion, even if they really have this ability, they can only create single-celled organisms like paramecium, or insects, which are species that rely more on instinct.
Those small animals, even cats and dogs, the structure of such intelligent creatures is too complex. Creating them is actually not fundamentally different from creating a world. It is estimated that the ancestors of the Wu clan cannot achieve it.
The reason why I had these thoughts was because on the way to the school, I suddenly remembered what Zhu Rongfu said to me before leaving, and thus recalled this legend within the clan.
I was just thinking, if ancient witches really had the ability to create species, would this world have been created by a witch-like being from the world above?
This operation, which is impossible to accomplish and even unthinkable, may be just a thought to others?
The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and the more I thought about it, the more panicked I became, and I didn’t dare to continue thinking about it.
At that moment, the aura I transformed into also flew to the school, and I could already vaguely see the dim street lights on campus.
There was a tower crane dozens of meters high in the middle of the street lamp. It was still transporting building materials upward despite the cold weather. This was obviously the construction team that had promised her father to take over the school renovation project.
I originally wanted to go there and see the excitement.
But at this moment, a not-so-serious voice suddenly sounded behind me: "Didn't I tell you to stay on the mountain? What are you doing down here? Believe it or not, I'll kick you to death!"