The crazy little ancestor of Master Lu is so stupid

Ling Xiao curled his lips and smiled, looking at her cunningly: "Oh, really? That's the best, otherwise I would be really worried, hehe..."

After saying this, without even looking at Huang Jiaying's mother who seemed to be hesitant to speak, he invited everyone to eat.

Probably she and the little monk were the only ones who enjoyed the meal the most.

The two of them burped loudly, one after the other, then put down their bowls and chopsticks, supporting each other and sitting down in the tea room.

"No, no, I'm so full, I feel like my stomach is going to explode!"

Touching his bulging belly, Ling Xiao vowed to eat less tomorrow.

She weighed herself at the nurses' station in the hospital that morning.

I was surprised to find that she had already exceeded 100.

At that time, she swore that if she continued to eat too much, she would get fat to death.

She didn't expect the dinner to be so delicious and sumptuous. She was so drunk with the aroma that she forgot all the promises she made.

Now that I am full, I remember that I want to lose weight.

"Little monk, do you think there is anything that can absorb the food I eat?"

Patting his belly, Ling Xiao suddenly asked loudly.

While speaking, she did not forget to look at Huang Jiaying's family of three who were walking into the living room.

"Amitabha, of course there is!"

The little monk who refused to eat regained his original mature and serious look, clasped his hands together and said affirmatively to Ling Xiao.

"Oh, really, tell me quietly. Don't let others hear this good idea."

Ling Xiao stood up and walked to the little monk, then heard the little monk whisper two words.

toilet!

"..."

His body froze for three seconds, then Ling Xiao clapped his hands and laughed, "Great, great, great, this is really great!"

"I just don't know if this method will have any side effects. Don't do it like some magic that makes people younger today but makes them ten times older tomorrow. That's not worth it!"

The little monk was stunned. Seeing Ling Xiao winking at him, he was surprisingly smart for once.

"Amitabha, the little monk's method is absolutely safe and will never backfire. Don't worry, benefactor!"

"Okay, okay, that's good. Little monk, you are indeed the favorite disciple of Master Zhidian. I just wonder if you can help my parents recover?"

"Little monk... Oh, there is a way!"

Touching his pinched belly, the little monk secretly said "Amitabha" in his heart.

"Oh, that's true. Tell me about it!"

"This method is very simple. All I need is for the little monk to set up a magic circle in the courtyard tonight, and the donor will be able to recover when he wakes up tomorrow!"

"It's that simple, so what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

Ling Xiao said this and rushed outside while grabbing the little monk.

Fan Tianzhi didn't understand why and followed them.

Everyone in the living room was left looking at each other in bewilderment.

In the end, it was Huang Jiahui who asked about Lu Xun first.

"Axun, is what the young master said true?"

Lu Xun nodded and replied seriously, "My young master is the last disciple of Master Zhidian. He is extremely advanced in Taoism. This little trick is just a piece of cake for him!"

"From your tone, Xun, it seems like you can do it too?"

Lu Xun was not polite and nodded, saying: "It's just a small magic trick, just to take back what others have taken away.

As long as you have enough strength, you don't even need to put in any effort. Even if Master didn't want to do it, I would have done it, but since Master has the formation, I won't bother!"

The family of three who usually went upstairs after dinner did not leave today for the first time and actually sat down on the sofa.

Mr. Fu glanced at them, didn't care, and asked with a smile.

"Ah Xun, Jia Hui, why do you sound like someone is really doing something to us?"

Lu Xun turned to look at him, then looked at Lan Qing. He did not directly answer Mr. Fu's question, but asked back.

"Master Fu, have you been feeling sleepy, dizzy, forgetful, and forgetful these days?"

"Yes, yes, that's exactly the case!"

"Do you still have nightmares every night?"

Mr. Fu looked at Lan Qing, and the couple nodded together.

Because they kept having nightmares at night and couldn't sleep well, they didn't take it seriously before.

I just thought that he was not used to the fact that Ling Xiao and the others were suddenly not here.

But now after listening to them say this, and then contacting Huang Jiaying's family of three, what is there that I don't understand?

At that moment, Master Fu asked, "Ah Xun, do you have a way to find out who attacked us?"

"Of course, as one thing grows, the other loses. Once you and Aunt Lan recover, the person who took away your and Aunt Lan's essence will suffer a backlash. We will know when we see who gets into trouble at home!"

"Is it a family member?"

“It must be. There are no other residents near the manor. This spell has a distance limit, so it can only be family members.

Master Fu, you'd better order that no servants are allowed to enter or leave the manor until tomorrow when we find out who the culprit is!"

"Okay, Jiahui, go tell the butler, and have him tell the supervisors of all departments to forbid anyone from entering or leaving the manor from now on!"

Huang Jiaying protested as soon as Mr. Fu gave the order.

"No, uncle, I've already made an appointment with my friends to go out tonight, I have to leave now!"

"Whoever leaves will feel guilty!" Before Mr. Fu could refuse, Mu Zhizhi, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said this.

"Who do you think you are? You eat and drink for free in our house and yet you dare to teach me a lesson. You are so bold."

As soon as Huang Jiaying finished speaking, Lan Qing suddenly said quietly.

"Jiaying is so arrogant. Your uncle hasn't officially retired yet. Do we have to look at your face even when inviting a few guests back to visit?"

"Aunt, I didn't. That's not what I meant. Aunt, you know I always go out at night!"

Huang Jiaying was still afraid of Lan Qing, and although he was unhappy, his tone softened.

However, Lan Qing did not buy it, and his voice became colder.

"What? Now the safety of your uncle and I is not as important to you as a few bad friends? If you really want to leave, I suggest you move out of the house right away, and you can move out right now!"

Realizing that Lan Qing was really angry, Huang Jiaying's mother hurried out to smooth things over.

"Sister-in-law, how could Yingying not care about you? She is most worried about you two. She is even more worried than me and her dad. Yingying, don't be willful. Don't go out recently. Stay at home obediently!"

Huang Jiaying wanted to say something, but was choked back by her mother's look.

As he was speaking, Ling Xiao and the young monk Fan Tianzhi came back.

I don't know what the two of them were busy with, but they were sweating profusely and there was still dirt on their bodies that they hadn't washed off.

Lan Qing looked at the three people strangely and asked in confusion: "Xiao Xiao, what are you doing?"

"Mom, I'm going to help the young master. With the magic array set up by the young master, you and dad will be able to slowly recover your original glory tomorrow!"

Before Lan Qing could reply, Huang Jiaying's mother couldn't sit still anymore.

"Oh, second brother, sister-in-law, I don't mean to cause trouble. Although you have acknowledged Ling Xiao as your daughter, she is not the blood of our Huang family after all. I don't care about eating, drinking and having fun, as long as you are happy.

But how could she be allowed to do such things? As the old saying goes, people's hearts are hidden, so who knows what she is thinking.

If they bury something evil in our house again, it will bring harm to our family members, and the loss will outweigh the gain. Second brother, sister-in-law, you must think carefully about it!"

After she finished speaking, she did not forget to nudge Huang Jiaying's father with her arm, signaling him to say a few words as well.