System: Card drawing in progress

"Really? That's easy."

Zhong Muming looked at the two of them:

"You guys are day students anyway, so you can live with me. This way I can take care of the kids in the morning and evening. You guys know Qinggong, right? Just treat it as exercise."

Shang Huayang was about to retort that "it's too far away" but was interrupted before he could finish his words.

School is tiring, okay? What’s more, the two of them are still learning martial arts, and they feel like they are being used as cheap labor.

The corners of Shang Huayang and Shang Huachuan's mouth twitched. No, are you a devil?

This is exploitation.

"Well, how about this, I give each of you a little pill made by a physician every week?"

He is not a devil, he will still pay you.

Without waiting for Shang Huayang to speak, Shang Huachuan agreed immediately:

"can."

The school does provide potions, but they are not cheap and I feel that their effects are not as good as the pills used for training new employees, especially the special incense sticks.

It can be used to soothe and restore the spirit.

They had long known that physical training was about entering the body, and everything else was about entering the consciousness. Otherwise, they would not have entered the first level so quickly, and even walked a long way on the road to the first level and almost broke through to the second level.

"We will be in school most of the day. Would you like to learn with us how to take care of a child, sir?"

Shang Huayang has already opened his mobile phone and started looking for parenting courses, especially for newborn babies, who are very fragile and need to be taken care of in all aspects.

Zhong Muming touched his chin:

"You're right, this won't work."

After thinking for a while, his eyes lit up: "I got it."

He took a step forward and disappeared, leaving behind two high school students and a baby in the room. After looking at each other, they helplessly lowered their heads to study their courses.

"I save my pocket money every year and can buy a lot of food and things for the kids. How about you?"

Shang Huayang's eyes were wandering, he felt guilty, and he didn't dare to look at Shang Huachuan:

"I've spent some of my money, so there's not much left."

"Okay, then use mine first. The child needs milk powder. Which brand should I buy? And diapers? Bottles? ..."

Shang Huachuan scratched his hair and admitted that he was a little uneasy. It seemed that raising a child was not as easy as he thought.

After a while, Zhong Muming appeared in front of the two of them, holding a... black cat?

The cat screamed miserably, but Shang Huachuan inexplicably felt that its curses were very dirty.

"This cat curses so filthy!"

Hmm? Did he accidentally say what was in his heart?

Zhong Muming, who was holding the cat, glanced at Shang Huayang with a smile, then turned his gaze to the cat. He grabbed the cat's neck and turned the cat's face towards his.

He glanced at the black cat quietly, and the cat's fur visibly exploded. The black cat suddenly became several degrees fatter.

"Be quiet, don't scare the child to tears. Your job is to take care of the child after they go to school. Do you understand?"

Shang Huachuan: ...

Shang Huayang: ...

Listen, listen, listen to what you are saying. Are you talking like a human? A black cat is just a kitten. Asking it to help take care of a child is too much of a burden for a cat, isn't it?

Take changing diapers for example. It is a huge hassle for a cat.

No wonder it was cursing. If he were the cat, he would have cursed too, and the curses might have been even harsher.

"Don't play dumb. I know you are a civet cat and you understand what I say. Just be obedient and don't make me angry, okay?"

Zhong Muming's words were so gentle that Shang Huachuan and Shang Huayang felt goosebumps. Such a gentle Zhong Muming was in trouble, and this cat was in trouble.

Small animals' premonition of danger is much sharper than humans'. As soon as Zhong Muming finished speaking, the two saw that the black cat was behaving well, and its four paws no longer struggled in the air, as if they were fixed.

She couldn't be more well-behaved.

No, it’s a cat, how can it look at people’s colors?

This ability to read people's expressions is beyond belief.

"Very good, let's go study with them!"

After being put down, he did not run away.

Looking at the black cat sitting upright between them and watching a parenting video, Shang Huachuan and Shang Huayang looked at each other. Sure enough, the world has become mysterious.

Also listen to the class attentively.

Zhong Muming opened the book, but his mind was not on it. The man was dead. He committed suicide. He died the moment the woman died. The one who survived was just a walking corpse.

He had just used something that had been sealed for a long time by his ancestors, and the man no longer cared about his life.

Even if Zhong Muming wasn't there, he would still choose to commit suicide.

There is no God in this world, and most people do not believe in God. The various gods that have emerged now are all new gods that appeared after the world was invaded. The only ones who believe in this kind of gods are various cult organizations.

The gods that Zhong Muming was talking about are the gods in various ancient myths and legends. When the catastrophe occurred, countless people prayed to the gods and Buddhas, praying for a chance to survive.

Things did not go as planned, and no gods appeared. So humans realized that it was better to rely on themselves than to pray to gods. Angry humans smashed all the temples they saw.

Why worship gods who do not protect mankind? They have forgotten the gods deep in their memories. Now, those who are still alive will not choose to believe in gods, and very few people know the names of the ancient gods.

Judging from the appearance of the tablet, the man’s family should believe in impermanence, which is very rare. It may also be a temple keeper or something like that.

The person is already dead, so it is useless for him to speculate too much.

From the man's expression, you can tell that his ancestors probably still couldn't let it go and hadn't thrown away the tablets. They probably told him that when he was at his wits' end, he could worship the tablets, which might help.

Who knew it was such a coincidence that Zhong Muming had the supernatural power of Wuchang.

What’s even more coincidental is that he is the only one who can save the child, and the child must stay with him. Leaving him means death.

It’s not that Zhong Muming didn’t let the child leave, but as far as Zhong Muming knows about the “yin energy”, he is the only one who has it.

Half human, half ghost, neither human nor ghost.

Not only do people need food to maintain their physical body, they also need Yin Qi to consolidate their soul. Both are indispensable. One has to eat every day, and naturally one has to infuse Yin Qi every day. Just a wisp of Yin Qi will do.

Zhong Muming sighed, thinking that this trip was a loss.

He also created more trouble for himself. If the child had not died without him, he would have thrown the child into an orphanage right after rescuing him.

Let professionals take care of it.

How can he take care of children when he is a white-collar worker?

"Oh, by the way, you still need to buy food and supplies for the kids, right? Here, there's 100,000 yuan in this card. If it's not enough, tell me."

Never mind, it’s not like I can’t afford it.

The work has been assigned to others, so just treat it as a pet.

"Mr. is generous."