The cub he picked up didn't come with an instruction manual

Chapter 19

In the Zenith Square, in a remote corner, inside the gray mask, stood two figures.

Xu Huozheng looked uneasy at Dean Mao's beard like a pearl chain, and carefully explained: "Dean, Gui Ling is a good person."

He guessed that Dean Mao wanted to talk about Gui Ling, but he didn't know how much to say, he was guilty and full of entanglements.

Dean Mao stared at Xu Huo, and asked word by word: "Are you sure he is a good person?"

Does this sentence mean "people" or "good"?

Xu Huo didn't know, he was flustered by the look, swallowed hard, and insisted: "I'm sure."

Dean Mao nodded, and said bluntly: "I used the spirit search technique but I couldn't see his spiritual veins clearly. I only saw a cloud of vague spiritual energy. If I were an ordinary person, I should be able to see more, so... "Dean Mao raised his eyes, his eyes were shining with wisdom, and he looked at Xu Huo meaningfully.

Xu Huo's nervous heart beat like a drum.

Dean Mao concluded cautiously: "I suspect that he has been restrained."

"Restricted?" Xu Huo was taken aback, and at the same time suddenly realized, he murmured: "No wonder he lost his memory."

"Amnesia?" Dean Mao's expression changed, he frowned, and fell into deep thought again, and said for a while, "I can't see the trace of this kind of restriction, let alone get rid of it."

"Then what should we do?" Xu Huo worried.

Dean Mao thought for a while, and his eyes lit up, "In order to prevent the manipulator from coming again, you'd better stay close at every step, and contact me in time if there is any situation. In addition, the children seem to listen to you very much, you can also tell me when the time is right. Teach him, when he grows up, use his strength to benefit the world."

With a serious expression on Xu Huo's face, he solemnly promised: "I understand, I will definitely protect him every step of the way and do my best to teach him well."

Dean Mao kept nodding his head, "Thank you for your hard work. You have to protect people and lead them to be kind. This road is not easy..." His words seemed to touch his heart, and he became depressed. After speaking, he turned around Leaving, while walking, with a light wave of the hand, the mask disappeared immediately.

Seeing Dean Mao walking away with a lonely and bleak back, Xu Huo secretly decided that he must take good care of Gui Ling.

Didn't he know that if Jiu Ling heard what they said, he would laugh and dance happily.

The opening ceremony was finally over, and a joyful event came to an end.

The sun was slanting to the west, and on the mountain road, several young figures walked together and came to a fork in the road.

"goodbye!"

Xueying waved her hand, brushed off her long hair, and walked towards the fork in the wind under her feet.

Ning Hao looked at Xueying's sassy back, and couldn't help admiring: "Xueying is so beautiful, why do you think she is blind and fell in love with you?"

"Don't be a nympho." Mu Mu Xu Huo felt helpless.

"Brother, does this mean that my sister likes Mu Mu because she likes you?" Gui Ling bounced around Xu Huo, not forgetting to intervene at the right time.

Xu Huo mischievously pressed his shoulders and stopped his jumping steps, "What do you like, how old are you?"

"It's all on TV." Gui Ling, who couldn't jump up, simply hugged Xu Huo's arm, and said stickily, "Brother must only like me."

Ning Hao looked at Gui Ling, who was protecting the food, and lowered his voice next to Xu Huo's ear, "Is it okay to keep this villain by your side all the time?"

"Brother, don't listen, blah——" Gui Ling, with sharp ears, immediately raised his terrified little face, humming at the end without any sense of security.

"Brother won't listen, brother won't leave you?" Xu Huo hurriedly patted his head, rolled his eyes at Ning Hao, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Oh—" Gui Ling made a small face bitterly.

Ning Hao shrugged helplessly, cleared his throat, and said, "Old Huo, I have something to tell you."

"Say!"

Ning Hao said casually: "I didn't tell you before, after school starts, I'm going to Tianfeng too."

"Huh?" Xu Huo stopped and said in surprise, "Are you going to Tianfeng too?"

Ning Hao explained: "I thought you were going to be fired, and I didn't say anything because I was afraid that you would be sad."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, I was not fired." Xu Huo couldn't help asking curiously: "Have you changed at all?"

"That's not true, actually..." Ning Hao scratched his head in embarrassment, "Actually, my father is Jiang Yiyu."

"Why is your father named Jiang?"

Shouldn't son and father have the same last name?

Suddenly, Xu Huo's expression changed, "Say it again? What is your father's name?"

"Jiang Yiyu!"

"Huh?" Xu Huo laughed dryly, "It's not funny at all." Seeing Ning Hao's serious face, he picked it up again and asked, "Just the same name and surname as Jiang Yiyu, the owner of Donghai Dayu Trading Company?"

"I think they are the same person..."

Gui Ling raised his face, looked at Xu Huo and then at Ning Hao, enjoying the fun.

Xu Huo opened his mouth wide enough to fit a tennis ball into it.

Jiang Yiyu, the head of Donghai Dayu Trading Co., one of the world's leading commercial tycoons, has businesses all over the world, involving real estate, banking, hospitals, transportation and other fields. This person takes into account both cultivation and business, and is a real big shot.

Thinking about this famous person, and looking at the chubby squinting eyes in front of him, Xu Huo still couldn't believe it, "Are you really kidding?"

"No kidding, my old man left my old mother very early. I followed my old mother since I was a child, and only recently returned to Jiang's house." Ning Hao smiled awkwardly, "This time when the school starts, the old man came to the school in person and donated Three ancient secret books, let me go to Tianfeng to study."

No wonder the great uncle Guanghao of Donghai Dayu Trading Co., Ltd. appeared in the academy, and it turned out that it was for the little fat man in front of him.

"Ning Xiaopang, you are actually the young master of a rich family. Come on, lend me tens of millions of flowers first." Xu Huo joked.

"No, my old man said that I can't graduate from Tianfeng. I don't have a penny." Speaking of studying, Ning Hao sighed.

"Then study hard, or what? After the disaster is over, go to Tianfeng to be a Baixiaosheng?" Xu Huo deliberately teased him.

"I didn't want to go." Ning Hao scratched his head irritably.

"No way, then you are too prodigal, you went to Tianfeng to chase Xueying?"

"Old Huo, you are as stupid as ever, and anyone with a discerning eye can tell that she likes you." Ning Hao rolled his eyes and said in frustration, "I thought you were leaving, and it's meaningless for me to stay on Difeng alone, so That's why I agreed to go."

It turned out to be the case.

Xu Huo's heart was touched, and he thumped his shoulder hard, "Okay, I know you have a heart."

After speaking, the three of them lost their language and walked silently, feeling each other's company.

The setting sun stretched the three figures very long, like a beautiful scroll.

After walking for a while, Ning Hao also left. He didn't live on campus, so he took a detour to go home.

Xu Huo continued to walk forward with Gui Ling.

"elder brother--"

Xu Huo lowered his head, seeing Gui Ling who was still silent just now looking at him, big teardrops rolling in his eyes, he panicked, "What's wrong?"

Gui Ling curled his lips, and asked with a sad face: "Brother, can you only like me, and don't like other sisters or brothers."

Xu Huo was almost choked and aphasia, and comforted him with a good voice: "Okay, brother only likes you."

Who told him to agree to Dean Mao?

In fact, Gui Ling is really strange, he is still young, he knows all these things about adults, if he is sensible, he is like a small animal all day long, and his clinging skills are first-rate.

"Stop watching messy TV in the future." That's all Xu Huo could tell.

Gui Ling twitched and continued to chant: "My brother belongs to me alone."

"Got it, little Douding." Xu Huo couldn't help pinching his little cheek.

In the dim shade of a tree in the distance, a tall young man held a knife in one hand, and was looking at Xu Huo on the road with hatred.

Suddenly, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps at the end of the road, as if someone was coming again, the young man had to hide the knife behind his back, lowered his body, and said angrily, "Grass, you are lucky."

When the crowd passed by, Xu Huo's figure had gone away, and the young man gritted his teeth angrily, "Xu Huo, next time, I will definitely not let you go."

After returning to the dormitory and closing the door, Xu Huo squatted down, pinched Gui Ling's little face, and asked in a low voice, "How did you do it?"

"What did you do?" Gui Ling blinked his big eyes.

Xu Huo took out the demon mirror and looked at Gui Ling. In the mirror, Gui Ling's small pink horns on his head stood aside. Xu Huo pointed to the mirror and asked, "How did you hide your little horns?"

"Brother told me what happened today." Gui Ling's little face was full of complacency, "They couldn't even see it."

Xu Huo didn't understand why half of the demon mirror could reflect Gui Ling's horns and horns. There are so many teachers today, but none of them noticed what was wrong with him. Even Dean Mao even used spells, still Can't see a clue.

"Brother, where did the mirror come from?" Gui Ling sucked his finger, watched the half-drawn mirror eagerly, drooling greedily.

Xu Huo put the mirror away and said casually, "My adoptive father picked it up in the trash."

"Trash dump?" Gui Ling bit the word, smashed his mouth, and said vaguely: "I want to see my adoptive father?"

"It's mine..." Seeing Gui Ling's small mouth curled up, Xu Huo immediately compromised: "Okay, it's yours too. I'll go home tomorrow and take you with me, okay?"

"Okay—" Gui Ling clapped his hands, jumping happily.

He said he was happy, but in his heart he had his own Xiao Jiujiu.

This mirror is not a supernatural object, nor is it a fairy object, but a small fragment of a certain artifact.

Picked it up from the trash?

Who believes!

Now that the spirit root of the elixir has been opened, more monsters will swarm over in the future, this half of the mirror will be extremely important, and the gifts are so matching, this adoptive father is not like an ordinary person.

But it is not enough to be the master of the elixir. The master of the elixir that can plant powerful restrictions must have profound mana. If you want to hide the elixir, you can take the elixir and go far and wide, instead of integrating the elixir into the world.

To sum up, the identity of the adoptive father surfaced, he should be a person who guards the elixir;

The owner of the elixir not only hid the elixir, set up restrictions, but also arranged for guards.

Gui Ling's curiosity has been bubbling. It seems that he must meet the adoptive father and guard the medicine, and take the opportunity to find out about the owner of the panacea.