Pokemon Creation: I'm Inspired by Digimon

After thinking about it, Zou Xu still didn't use the Tyrannosaurus machine to convert the black object.

He couldn't guarantee that the Tyrannosaurus Opportunity would not hurt the little girl's spiritual world. To gamble with a little girl's life, Zou Xu was not such a scumbag.

Just to take a step back, even if Zou Xu is really such a beast, when he returns to the real world, there will probably be no place for him not only in Tianwu City, but in the entire China.

Zou Xu thought about it and seemed to have no good solution. He could only try to touch the black liquid with his own mental power.

If the opponent is attached to Zou Xu's mental power, Zou Xu can easily handle it. He can directly drag the opponent into his own digital space to break it down and peel it off.

But in the face of Zou Xu's provocation, Heiye was not fooled at all, and just collapsed on Meng Wanyue's spirit ball, seemingly unable to leave for the rest of his life.

Outside, the old housekeeper looked at Meng Wanyue, who was a little pale, with distress. He didn't know the breeder very well, so he could only worry on the sidelines.

Pray for Zou Xu, hoping that the evil curse on Meng Wanyue's spirit can really be removed.

His prayer did not seem to move God. Zou Xu put down his palm and shook his head helplessly.

The old butler's expression was visibly disappointed, but good housekeeping habits allowed him to sort out his emotions immediately.

"Is there really nothing you can do about it, Mr. Zou Xu?" the old housekeeper said, still unwilling to give up.

Zou Xugang wanted to shake his head, but then he realized what the hell, I was thinking about something!

I haven't seen it myself, how can the Eye of Data not know it? Anyway, Zou Xu has never seen anything that he can't see through until now.

But now Meng Wanyue's mental state is a little depressed because of the mental detection just now, and she cannot force another detection.

After all, the other party is just a little girl of eight or nine years old. She has used her mental power to detect the other party many times, which has done too much harm to this child who has not yet fully developed.

Zou Xu nodded to the old housekeeper and said: "I have seen the evil curse on Miss Meng's mental fluctuations. It is very difficult and cannot be shaken by ordinary fifth-level cultivators!"

The old housekeeper has heard this answer several times, but he still can't help but feel a sense of despair in his heart.

"But!" The old butler's eyes were filled with life again.

"My mental power is quite special. It is higher than the average fifth-level cultivator. In the past few days, I have given Miss Meng some food to protect her mental power. I will check again in two days!"

"But I'm not sure there is a way!" Zou Xu knew that he couldn't talk too much. It would be a small matter if he was slapped in the face, but it would be a big deal if the old housekeeper was easily frightened by Zou Xu and gave him a heart attack. .

"It's good to have hope, it's good to have hope!" The old butler is most afraid of the feeling of despair and waiting for death. As long as there is a glimmer of hope and a little possibility, he will try.

Over the years, he had already loved Meng Wanyue as if he were his own granddaughter. Whether it was for his master or for his young lady, he wanted to give it a try.

"It's not that you need to do anything dangerous." Zou Xu looked at the other party's expression and wondered if he hadn't made it clear just now.

"You just need to ensure that Miss Meng has three meals a day, rests normally, and maintains a good spirit. It is best to take some supplements that nourish the spirit!"

"It's Mr. Zou Xu. I will never let the young lady stay in bed again, nor will I allow the young lady to pour the soup!"

"Well, as long as you understand!"

At noon, after Zou Xu had eaten the old housekeeper's special lunch, he came to Meng Wanyue's bedroom. He was in much better spirits than in the morning.

But his eyes were still a little tired, and he couldn't help but yawn.

"Teacher!" After learning from the housekeeper's grandfather that Zou Xu was her teacher, she didn't show any temper like the eldest lady, so she called out in a polite manner.

Zou Xu also spared the brain cells of educating the naughty child. The little boy was fine. The bear was mostly skin, so a good beating would be enough.

But little girls must not be educated the same way as little boys.

Fortunately, this Miss Meng still has a ladylike demeanor and is also very capable of learning. Zou Xu taught her a lot in the afternoon.

In the evening, Zou Xu had not yet rejected the invitation of the old housekeeper. Compared with staying in other people's homes with so many rules, Zou Xu chose to stay in a hotel.

The night was sultry and starry, and Zou Xu was walking alone on the way back to the hotel.

A black figure suddenly attacked him. Zou Xu reacted quickly and directly squeezed the Spartan card in his hand.

A long blue knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and he slashed hard at the incoming figure.

The other party didn't seem to expect Zou Xu to react so quickly. After hastily resisting, Zou Xu's backhand was directly knocked away.

After rolling a few times, he quickly adjusted his body shape and distanced himself from Zou Xu.

"I knew what happened to the three trainers was an 'accident'. It wasn't that simple!"

Zou Xu stood with his sword drawn horizontally, his cold and thin figure looking like a god of death under the moonlight.

"what are you!"