I really don't want to be lucky

Chapter 124 123. Beg for food and go far

"What kind of descendant of a powerful mouse is that?"

Father Wu was still asking, obviously extremely curious.

"This is really self-defeating, but this can be regarded as indirectly helping Shu Wuji to realize his wish of having many descendants and a long life, right?"

You Xiaowu and Yu Changshou looked at each other, climbed up the slope, and entered the space converter.

"This territory of the White Bull Clan really has a lot of wonders."

A feeling of déjà vu came, and they were about to return to Tiangong City.

On the other hand, Leng Zideng finally successfully returned to the Leng family's main city after numerous pursuits.

It's just that even if he is as handsome as he is, his current state is similar to that of a beggar.

The gatekeeper once scolded him impatiently, asking for food to go away.

It wasn't until Leng Zideng took out his identity plate and put a knife on the neck of the servant who didn't know what to do, that he finally stepped into the gate.

On the way to escape, Hua Mengmeng contacted Leng Zideng via satellite phone.

Her drug test report was a big success, and the top spokesperson of the church strongly praised her, which stabilized her precarious position in the church.

And because of this achievement, he has recruited a large number of younger brothers, and is even expected to be promoted in the assessment meeting in the Holy Church a few months later.

So she was in a good mood and generously used expensive encrypted mail to send potions to Leng Zideng.

She even added another drop, saying it was a personal gift for Leng Zideng, and she could take it by herself to see the effect.

The two agreed on a special code for picking up the goods on the phone, and Leng Zideng went to the post station to pick up the goods as soon as he arrived at Leng's base camp.

Leng Zideng went to Leng's house with the precious anti-sleeping potion in his pocket.

He was an unknown side branch, and without Leng Zhen's support, he went to the Daming Golden Palace privately. Logically speaking, it would be difficult for him to be received by the head of the family.

However, after he handed over the purple liquid he picked up at the Daming Golden Palace, the head of the family finally agreed to meet him privately two days later.

A close servant of the owner asked him to leave the anti-sleeping potion and hand it over.

But Leng Zideng kept a hand, indicating that the anti-sleeping potion is extremely precious, in order to avoid mistakes, he must hand it over to the Patriarch himself, and must not give it to others.

"The head of the family is very busy recently, so I won't be able to see you until two days later. I hope you can understand me."

The old housekeeper with a goatee was kind to Leng Zideng.

It's not that he likes this young man, it's just that his self-cultivation is there.

What's more, in the 30 years of Hedong and the 30 years of Hexi, maybe this young man will rise up at some point, and now he has a better attitude, which is beneficial and harmless.

"In that case, thank you Uncle He."

The old housekeeper's name is Leng He.

Leng Zideng chatted with him a few words, and felt that the relationship had been drawn in a lot, so he simply climbed up the pole.

The butler nodded kindly and turned away.

Leng Zideng looked at his old and steady figure, somewhat relieved of his anxiety these days.

What he didn't know was that the old housekeeper, Leng He, told Leng Zhen's parents of his existence in a blink of an eye.

"The news is this. Leng Zideng insists that the raw liquid of his anti-sleeping potion can only be handed over to the Patriarch himself. The Patriarch didn't intend to pay attention to such unknown boys, but saw that the purple liquid was really a product produced by the Daming Golden Palace many years ago. Promise to meet him in an unusual way. As for the follow-up, I don't know."

Leng He didn't leave after finishing speaking, with a faint smile on his face, Leng Zhen's parents naturally offered their filial piety knowingly.

The warm yellow light of the lanterns on the eaves swayed uncertainly, and everyone had different thoughts.

The butler Leng He walked away with a calm expression.

Leng Zhen's parents were filled with sorrow and resentment at the same time.

"I used to think that Leng Zideng was an obedient pawn, but now Zhen'er sent an urgent letter saying that Leng Zideng has turned his back."

Leng Zhenmu slammed down the chair heavily.

She was very angry for anyone who dared to block her son's future.

"Okay, after all, you are also one of the ladies of the main line of the Leng family. Don't open your mouth and shut up, you will lose your identity!"

Leng Zhen's father liked face very much, and flicked his sleeves to dissuade him in a low voice.

"Then what should I do? Just watch my Zhen'er being wronged like this? Watching that Leng Zideng go straight up?! I'm not reconciled."

Mother Leng Zhen gritted her teeth.

It is estimated that if the person involved wants to be here, she will bite him twice immediately.

"Of course that's impossible. Leng Zhen is not only your son, but also my son!"

"Although killing is not allowed within the family, it is not easy for us to put some obstacles in Leng Zideng's way so that he cannot meet the head of the family? Anyway, there are still two days left!"

Leng Zhen's father slapped his forehead and instantly understood several vicious ways to torture people.

Next, Leng Zideng first experienced needles hidden in the pillow, glue hidden in eye drops, dirt on the toothbrush, and blood-sucking worms in the quilt cover.

Leng Zhen's parents also pretended to be clever and wanted to watch Leng Zideng make a fool of himself.

But Leng Zideng had known these routines in his childhood ordeals, and escaped all of them without any danger.

Early the next morning, Leng Zideng was drinking morning tea and waiting for the news. Seeing that the method failed, Leng Zhen's parents had no choice but to leave.

After a while, there was a cry of thieves again, and several dead soldiers who had been ambushing for a long time wanted to take Leng Zideng away in the chaos.

The cold self lamp has been pierced to the ground.

The enemy had pinched his neck and asked where the anti-sleeping potion was, but he made a sneak attack with his sleeve arrow as if nothing happened.

Obviously the operation is not good, he himself has to explain here.

But he shows no fear, his eyes are as cold as ice 1:

"Leng Zhen's back-up is you trash? You deserve to lose if you fight with me!"

The incident of the fake assassin was so troublesome that Leng Zhen's mother almost wanted to rush out and kill Leng Zideng with her own hands regardless of her appearance. In the end, the old housekeeper Leng He came to stop the farce.

"Okay, what happened today was a misunderstanding. If you have something to do, go back to work, if you have nothing to do, go back to sleep."

The housekeeper, Leng He, has been in the Leng family for many years, and has long been a member of the real power faction.

Even if he just fooled around, the servants who watched the excitement and the mastermind who was hiding had no choice but to leave.

"The Leng family has a big business and a lot of rules, but because things are complicated, there are always things that cannot be taken care of. Master Zideng, don't be surprised."

Leng He greeted Leng Zideng with a smile.

At this moment, Leng Zideng knew that this was just a casual comfort from the smiling tiger, and it was worthless.

"If it's okay, I'll go first.

If Master Zideng needs anything, just tell the people around you.

Anyone who dares to tell me is disobedient, and I will definitely punish him severely. "

Leng He politely turned around and wanted to leave.

Leng Zideng suddenly realized that he hadn't benefited enough, so he stopped the housekeeper with a sudden thought.

A black pill exuding a delicate fragrance was in his hand, Leng Zideng said modestly and politely:
"There are many treasures in the Golden Palace of the Ming Dynasty, but unfortunately my ability is limited and I can't bring out many.

But this pill is a magic medicine bestowed by Dr. Strange. Uncle He, you have dedicated many years to the Leng family, so you should enjoy this tonic. "

"How can this be good?"

Leng He gave way, but Leng Zideng had forcefully stuffed Dan Wan into his hands.

"Since it is the young master's wish, I cannot thank you enough."

Leng He left with a smile.

He didn't take the magic medicine right away, but threw it into the safe in the room.

(End of this chapter)