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Ning Zifei disapproved, but Li Zhile didn't care. He pressed his fingers against Ning Zifei's back, and then circulated his spiritual energy, sending a trace of spiritual energy into Ning Zifei's body.

Ning Zifei only felt that his internal organs seemed to be burning, but after the severe pain, he only felt that his whole body was full of spiritual energy. Compared with before the injury, this spiritual energy was more pure and powerful, rushing through his body endlessly.

"Who are you?" Ning Zifei never imagined that a homeless man picked up by accident would have such abilities.

This kind of situation is not revenge, Li Zhile is not interested in answering, he asked Mu Ziming to stand up with great interest.

"I will leave first with this shepherd Ming Daoist."

Although Ning Zifei was a little worried, he also knew that he was powerless to stop it.

"Isn't this like meeting an expert by chance?" Ning Zifei's junior brother Ye Zidao is very interested in gossip. He can't practice at all. Although he knows that there are people who practice in the world, he hasn't seen it in detail. Just now The scene made his blood boil.

Ning Zifei: "Stop using the internet, go water the vegetables quickly, our living expenses for this month haven't been settled yet."

Ye Zidao was overwhelmed by the three words of living expenses.

It turned out that those papers and small round lumps were money.

When Mu Ziming bought the plane ticket, Li Zhile looked curious.

"You are such a poor man." Mu Ziming couldn't describe his delicate mood, this person made him unable to practice anymore, but he could imagine how his father would deal with this person, this person would become worse than himself, Thinking about it this way, I don't feel so bad anymore.

Especially since this person is so poor that he doesn't even have an ID card.

If it weren't for their wealth and background, this guy wouldn't even be able to get on the plane.

Hey, this person is about to turn miserable, so let's treat it as a treat before he dies.

Mu Ziming's expression was unpredictable, and he changed many times. He still couldn't offend the poor guy, he had to let the poor guy obediently go with him to see his father.

Li Zhile looked at everything as if he was curious. He looked here and there, and everyone in the waiting room looked disgusted. There was a small screen on the wall with sound and images, and Li Zhile was fascinated by it.

It first reported that a new ancient tomb had been discovered in Xicheng, which was very large in scale, resembling an ancient tomb from more than 900 years ago, and seemed to be of imperial specifications.

There is just a hole, which is suspected to be a stolen hole.

Li Zhile is very familiar with this hole, he was the one who went through it.

Then a few more news reports were reported, and Li Zhile read them with gusto until a familiar face appeared on the screen.

"...The intimate photos of Mr. Zhuang Qi, the chairman of the Zhuang Group, and a woman who is 20 years apart have been exposed, and the upcoming board meeting of the Zhuang Group has also been postponed. The Zhuang Group is involved in various industries, including people's livelihood, medical care, technology... ..."

"...Now Zhuang Qinghe, the son of Zhuang's original spouse, is the president, and Zhu's children are also working in the company..."

"What are you doing?"

Why did this lunatic suddenly start beating on the TV screen, and Mu Ziming didn't dare to pull him, for fear that he would do something again.

Li Zhile suddenly stopped tapping the TV screen, stared at Mu Ziming, "I want to see this Zhuang Qinghe."

Mu Ziming wanted to cry but had no tears. His road to being a bully was not smooth. After hard work, he finally found Ning Zifei. After he finally said a few cruel words, he was knocked to the ground by this man named Li Zhile. Can't practice.

He was threatened by this Li Zhile again to find some Zhuang Qinghe. He is a wealthy family, and he is not a newcomer who has just emerged, richer and richer than their Happy Sect.

Jincheng.

Li Zhile went directly to Zhuang's office building, but of course he was stopped outside.

Mu Ziming didn't foolishly follow along. He couldn't afford to lose this person, so he knew that he would be blocked from entering. Seeing Li Zhile come out dejected was no exception.

As long as he knows that there is such a person, he will definitely be able to find him. Of course, there is an easier way, "It would be great if someone knows the date of birth of Zhuang Qinghe." If only he knew the date of birth, he would be able to find Zhuang Qinghe faster Then, it can be determined whether Zhuang Qinghe has any relationship with his benefactor.

"Just Google it." Mu Ziming said casually, took out a cigarette and started to smoke. I really don't know if this person has common sense. The date of birth can be found on the Internet, but it's useless if you don't know the exact time. Then Turning around, Li Zhile looked at him expectantly.

Mu Ziming, who was smoking a cigarette, really regretted why he spoke, so he wanted to teach Li Zhile what a computer is and what Google is.

Qin Shi works part-time as a network administrator in an Internet cafe, and he claims to have met countless types of people, but two Taoist priests come to the Internet together?One has no ID card yet, and the other is still smoking a cigarette.

The world is so big, full of wonders, Qin Shi also broadened his horizons today.

Li Zhile found out the date of Zhuang Qinghe's birth. This thing called the Internet is really convenient.

Mu Ziming asked the network administrator to bring him a bowl of instant noodles, and Li Zhile took the white paper that the network administrator gave him.

Li Zhile bit his fingertips, a bit of blood seeped out, and then smeared it on the white paper, a strange symbol was formed on the paper, Li Zhile's bloody fingertips touched the fingertips, and the paper disappeared little by little. in the air.

The oblique cloth bag carried by Mu Ziming contained yellow paper and talisman paper, but Li Zhile didn't seem to need these things very much.

Qin Shi swore that the white paper he handed over was the most ordinary piece of paper, what's the trick?

"Brother, how do you play this?"

Li Zhile turned his head to the side, Qin Shi saw this face clearly, and suddenly didn't want to talk, this man don't learn magic, just rely on his face.

Mu Ziming was eating instant noodles, so he wouldn't be surprised by Li Zhile's actions. To be honest, this is an idiot with little common sense, but he still kindly asked, "Do you want instant noodles?"

After all, sending people on the road has to take care of their meals.

Li Zhile didn't want to eat instant noodles, he was going to find his benefactor, and he was not in the mood to stay in the Internet cafe, so he turned and walked out.

Mu Ziming had no choice but to follow out with instant noodles.

Qin Shi: "Master Taoist, can't you refund the unused Internet fee?"

Who cares about the unfinished Internet fee? Mu Ziming caught up with Li Zhile, and he didn't forget to drink a few mouthfuls of instant noodle soup before throwing away the instant noodles.

found it!

Li Zhile turned her head, "I'm leaving."

Mu Ziming: "Ah! Where are you going? I want to take revenge."

This is indeed a problem. Li Zhile has always admired the spirit of revenge, "In the future, if you go to that Zhuang Qinghe, you will be able to find me."

It's too unreliable, Mu Ziming is going crazy, you think Zhuang Qinghe can see him if he wants to!

At this moment, Mu Ziming caught a glimpse of a mobile phone store next to the road.

Grandpa Zhao Feifei started to walk around at 05:30 every night, carrying a small radio and bringing his own BGM. He started from home, passed two roads, and started to circle along the East Lake.

However, today's turning around was a bit delayed.

A young Taoist priest sat alone by the lake for nearly an hour, motionless.

why?

Why would you be so stupid to buy a cell phone?

Why do you still want to give Li Zhile's mobile phone?

Just to save a phone number, is it useful to save it, and it’s useless if others don’t want to answer it.

The more Mu Ziming thought about it, the more angry he became, that Li Zhile had long since disappeared, shit, did I get water in my head?

Why is there an old man who has been looking at this side, and pretends to make fists and kicks from time to time, I think you only make two gestures.

"Have you ever seen a single young man sitting by the lake alone?!" Mu Ziming shouted angrily, "You cunning mortals!"

At this time, the BGM of the old man is playing "You and I are all mortals, born in the world, running around and suffering all day long, and never having a day off".

Aunt Chen knocked on the door. She was carrying the soup she had just made, but no one answered.

"Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang."

Aunt Chen has been working in the dealership for a long time, so she knows everyone's temper somewhat.Zhuang Qinghe seems to have a kind temper, but he is not easy to get along with. His biological mother died early and he is not close to others, but he has been with him for many years.

With Zhuang Qinghe's current state, she also feels a little distressed, after all, she has seen the grown-up children since she was a child.

Aunt Chen knocked on the door again, "Mr. Zhuang, you need to eat something."

There was no response from the door. Aunt Chen tried to open the door, but the door was not locked, only to find that Zhuang Qinghe was lying on the bed without moving. When she let go, the soup silently spilled on the carpet.

Aunt Chen frantically dialed the phone, and finally tested Zhuang Qinghe's breath with trembling hands. She was still alive, still alive.

A burst of chaos.

Zhuang Qi's current wife, Zhu Yiren, was the first to come to the Zhuang family's old house. Zhu Yiren was wearing a pink lace suit. She liked these pink and pink things. Her daughter Zhuang Minhui was holding her hand. There are still big bags and small bags in the bag, and I just came back from shopping.

Zhu Yiren took off his sunglasses and sat on the sofa, "Aunt Chen, go and order some snacks, I'm really not used to eating outside."

Aunt Chen took their things, "I'll tell the kitchen to do it right away."

"By the way, don't put too much sugar in the snacks, I'm afraid of getting fat." Zhuang Minhui added.

Aunt Chen responded.

Only then did Zhu Yiren ask Zhuang Qinghe, "Not dead yet?"

Aunt Chen looked embarrassed, "Ma'am, Dr. Jiang is still treating you now."

Zhu Yiren stood up, "Minhui, let's go see your elder brother first, after all, it's rare to see each other."

Aunt Chen pretended not to hear and retreated.

Shrinking the ground into an inch, all practitioners will do this. Li Zhile is not a practitioner, and he is not a human being, but he can practice to some extent, so he will do this.

The Zhuang family's old house looks gloomy, Li Zhile doesn't look at the sky, he looks at the air, this old house is like an old man in the twilight, exuding bursts of stench and weakness.

Li Zhile hid aside, looking at Zhuang Qinghe who was lying on the bed as a benefactor, and there was someone next to him who should be a doctor.

Zhuang Qinghe was in a coma, his body was weak, and he was very different from the benefactor in his memory. The benefactor was vigorous, talkative and sensitive. He was good at horse riding, bow and arrow, and had extensive knowledge.

I've never been so sick in bed.