Chapter 389： Calling mom's fault

Du Hao took away the granddaughter of the goddess, which made Mu Zi really relieved.

When Du Hao was about to leave, she wanted to give it away, but Murong Cheng refused, and sent Du Hao out by herself.

Mu Zi thought to himself, Du Hao was originally a guest invited by Murong Cheng, and it was reasonable to ask him to send it. If he insisted on sending it, maybe Du Hao would be embarrassed and stopped insisting.

Murong Cheng and Du Hao walked all the way, and when they saw no one was around, they asked him, "Where did this ghost come from? Is there any hidden danger?"

He frowned slightly, his eyes were cold, and he had no mercy for the ghost that scared his darling.

"If there is a problem, just deal with it." Murong Cheng said lightly.

Du Hao said: "There is no big problem. I was attracted by the three-eyed **** crow. The yin and spirit things are easy to attract. In my opinion, this soul should have been raised by someone for at least ten years. It has some weather. I'm afraid it is against humanity to deal with it directly, so just go back."

Murong Cheng frowned deeply when he heard the words, "After more than ten years of raising, just like this?"

Du Hao knew that Murong Cheng had misunderstood, he quickly explained with a smile: "There are thousands of ways to raise a soul, but it is the difference between rich and poor. Don't worry, Master Rong, there are three-eyed crows, Miss Mu's side... at most three or five. It can be cultivated in a few years."

"Three to five years..." Murong Cheng slowly chewed these words, not knowing whether it was too short or too long.

...

Sending off Du Hao, Murong Cheng returned to the Xiaoyang Building.

Mu Zi was helping Bai Wei peel peanuts in the dining room. Seeing Murong Cheng coming in, she immediately came over with the bowl, "Mr. Du is gone?"

"Yeah." Murong Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Why, there are ghosts that need to be caught by him?"

"What do you mean by catching ghosts? It's terrible. I asked him to help send home..." Mu Zi muttered unhappy, and couldn't help asking him, "What does Mr. Du do? I don't think he Like a master, but like a business person, knowing so much is really amazing."

"Well, my eyes are good, I can see very accurately." Murong Cheng nodded slightly, reached out and grabbed a few peanuts from Mu Zi's bowl, "He is indeed not a serious mage, he is the boss of the mage."

"It's really amazing, so amazing..." Mu Zi met this kind of metaphysician for the first time, surprised and full of admiration.

Murong Cheng chewed the peanuts, chewing, chewing sour, he frowned, his index finger flicked, the peanuts in his hand were centered on Mu Zi's forehead——

Boom.

"Ah...it hurts!" Mu Zi covered his forehead.

"The pain is right." Murong Cheng taught her, "My brother helped you so many times, but I didn't see you boasting. I asked a mage to come over and kept talking about the little things with no conscience."

Mu Zi was angry, rubbing his forehead and angrily went to the kitchen.

But after a while, Mu Zi complained from the kitchen——

"Mom! Brother hit me again!"

"...Ah? What's the matter? Why is it all red here!"

Bai Wei came out anxiously, first let Mu Zi go upstairs, and then turned to do ideological work with her son: "Say how many times have you been, don't provoke your sister, she is so young, why do you bully her when you come back?! Your forehead is red. Is that a place where you can hit? She is the most mind-intensive to study hard every day, and she will have to go to college in the future. How can you hit her on the head!...

The mother’s talk is soft and grind, like a stone grinding a little bit, it will always be those monotonous notes after countless times. The final conclusion is nothing more than three points: one, boys should let girls; two, older The younger one should let the younger; third, the older brother should let the younger sister.

Murong Cheng listened absently, chewing peanuts in his mouth, and thought: If this is always the case, he should call mother's problem, and he must be cured...