Transmigration Book

Mr. Zhao shut himself up for three seconds in silence, when his heart suddenly moved.Staring intently at the four little ones on the table, he asked, "Little friend Murong, is your situation a special case, or can every foreign spirit that comes and goes with you develop such a friendship?"

Murong Mingxi's heart stopped beating, and the bloody scene in his dream instantly appeared in his mind.It was precisely because of this special ability that the subsequent tragedy was caused.Even though the reality is different from the dream, he still feels nervous and scared.

Murong Mingxi turned his head subconsciously, and looked at Mo Ziqi for help.

Mo Ziqi's eyes softened.Holding Murong Mingxi's hand, he calmed down the anxiety in his heart.Dai Dai replied, "I have been with Mingxi for so long, but all the foreign spirits who have seen Mingxi love him very much. If Mr. Zhao has the heart, he must seize the opportunity."

Hearing the hints in his words, Mr. Zhao couldn't help but sneered, "You boy, if I accept apprentices, I will treat him badly."

"Bah."

Mr. Zhao tried to restore the proper style, but as soon as he finished speaking, a fat leaf emerged half of his body from the wide open window.Hang it on the window sill, and try to earn it up, revealing a beautiful morning glory.

The trumpet flower was humming, as if it had exhausted its whole body to hang by the window, stretching its small head to look left and right in the room.When seeing Murong Mingxi, the whole flower became energetic.The bell mouth is stretched outwards to make you look more delicate and charming.Immediately after, the two leaves supported the window sill, and climbed into the room happily.With a snap, he threw himself into Murong Mingxi's arms.

"Ba Ba Ba." The little trumpet put the flower on Murong Mingxi's lap, and the two leaves hugged Murong Mingxi, making a sound of grievance.After being touched by Murong Mingxi with a smile on his face, he turned the mouth of the horn again, aimed at the direction where Mr. Zhao was, zoomed in and out, as if cursing.

It used to get along well with Da Xiangxiang.It was this two-legged beast that ran out out of nowhere, making it think that it was the two-legged beast that came to find it to collect debts, unwilling to be touched, and missed spending time with Da Xiangxiang for a while. ╭(╯^╰)╮

Mr. Zhao, who was suddenly targeted: "..."

oh.I might really be a fake ghost master.What about the affinity of the Foreign Spirit Race? !

Because of the arrival of the small trumpet, Mr. Zhao failed to restore his prestige, and was completely broken into scum.

Elder Zhao looked at Murong Mingxi depressedly and coaxed the small speaker into a few words.So there was another member of the four small seats on the table, sitting in a row and waiting for the meal.I feel that I may not be accepting apprentices, but should be apprentices.

Not to mention acquaintance halfway, even the cubs he raised since he was a child have never given him this kind of treatment.

Elder Zhao, who is in a high position, experienced once again what envy and jealousy are after a long absence.

"Are you going back to Zhongdu now? It just so happens that I have finished my affairs here, so Ziqi will take me along." Mr. Zhao glanced greedily and ate obediently, and from time to time he could bring food for Murong Mingxi Four cubs sharing delicious food.No matter what, he decided to have a thick skin and accept this apprentice with extraordinary abilities.

Mo Ziqi had expected it a long time ago, so he nodded and gave Mr. Zhao a step up, "Grandpa often talked about you to me before. Grandpa will definitely be happy to go back with you this time."

Mr. Zhao didn't know whether Mr. Mo was happy or not.But Mr. Zhao knew that he was really happy.

From here to Zhongdu, it will take at least three days by taking the best spirit boat.This period of time was enough for him to observe and consider Murong Mingxi's character and ability.

"Aqi?" Murong Mingxi quietly waited for Murong Mingxi and Mr. Zhao to finish talking, and then quietly cast Mo Ziqi with a puzzled look.

As early as when he was in Baitaoshu, Murong Mingxi had noticed that Mo Ziqi seemed to have reached a consensus with his brothers, and began to slowly guide him into contact with the outside world.

But like today, it was the first time that he directly stated the specific situation of his ability.

"Don't be afraid. Mr. Zhao's character can be trusted." Mo Ziqi's voice sounded in Murong Mingxi's mind, and he explained, "Mr. Zhao is the president of the Ghost Association. If you can worship him, plus With your talent, you will be able to gain a firm foothold in Zhongdu more easily. Maybe it can help the Murong family to develop further."

Mo Ziqi can always easily hit Murong Mingxi's weakness.

Murong Mingxi doesn't need to care about whether he is doing well in Zhongdu, whether he will be despised or harassed.But I want my family to be safe and healthy.

Being able to help Murong's family is much more useful than Mo Ziqi directly saying that he is worried about Murong Mingxi.

As expected, Murong Mingxi was appeased and relaxed.He smiled at Mo Ziqi.

Mo Ziqi's expression suddenly softened.He patted Murong Mingxi's head, and added some vegetables to his bowl.It just happened to hold down the little black dog's hard work and brought the fish balls with a spoon.

"Woooooo!" The little black dog couldn't bear it anymore and popped up from his small seat, complaining to Murong Mingxi with aggrieved feelings.It attracted Murong Mingxi's chuckle, and a piece of pork ribs in a small plate.

The little black dog wagged its tail contentedly, and its hair was smoothed.

Mr. Zhao stayed aside, looking in amazement.

Such a gentle and considerate young master of the Mo family.If those young masters and ladies in Zhongdu saw it, their eyeballs would probably fall out.

It seems that his future apprentice is not simple in all aspects.