Skilled in managing a house

Pan Sheng looked straight at Ye Linglong, not knowing what to say for a moment. In my memory, I just lived with my grandfather, living a life without people or ghosts. Grandpa told him that both his parents were dead.

At this moment, it would be difficult for anyone to accept that he suddenly appeared as a mother.

It can be said that in Pan Sheng's life, the title of parents no longer exists. In his eyes, he only has two relatives, to be precise, there should be four.

One for grandpa and one for master. Master is not just a master, in Pan Sheng's subconscious, he has already regarded him as his mother.

The other two are naturally Ouyang Yanyan and Zhang Yu. Ouyang Yanyan is his junior sister, but in fact, Ouyang Yanyan takes care of him like a sister and often feeds him roasted chestnuts with sugar. Then there’s the abbot’s nephew.

Ye Linglong didn't expect that Zhang Yu would reveal her identity directly. Seeing her son's stunned look, Ye Linglong felt heartbroken. She raised her hand and placed it next to Pan Sheng's cheek. At this moment, crystal tears appeared in her eyes.

She didn't know when she had shed tears. It seemed like this time was her first time.

The hands she raised were trembling, and she looked just like an ordinary mother.

"You" Pan Sheng felt Ye Linglong's hands trembling, and he felt the woman's nervousness. Looking at the woman's appearance, he was able to confirm in his subconscious mind that this woman was his biological mother.

Mother and child are connected. Sometimes, there is no need to confirm it at all. You can feel it just by instinct and intuition.

"Uncle, she is really your mother." Zhang Yu said weakly.

"Mom!" After hearing this, Pan Sheng had no doubts anymore. In an instant, he was like a child, rushing into Ye Linglong's arms. His tears couldn't help but flow out. He cried very sadly, and even choked up and said: "Mom, why did you come to my mother? My grandfather said that I don't have a mother anymore."

"My son." Ye Linglong supported Zhang Yu with one hand and held Pan Sheng tightly in her arms with the other. She burst into tears, like a broken pearl.

This is his own son, and Ye Linglong always thought that he would not have feelings. Living corpses are not supposed to have feelings in the first place.

However, blood is thicker than water. She didn't think she would be pregnant at first, but she became pregnant. It is because of this that it has virtually changed the fate of many people. Her emotions burst out at this moment, like the Yellow River bursting its banks.

The mother and son hugged each other and cried. Zhang Yu watched from the side and felt a lot.

Maternal love should be the greatest in the world. No matter what kind of mother she is, no matter she does many evil things, is full of evil, and is criticized by thousands of people, the person she loves most in her life is always her son. She may be owed something on matters of right and wrong, but she will never be owed her son.

After a long time, Ye Linglong and Pan Sheng separated. Zhang Yu couldn't believe it. The two living corpses were already crying. They are said to be corpses, but they are not walking corpses, but living people with feelings.

"Mom, the abbot's nephew." Pan Sheng said, looked around and said, "What should we do now? I want to leave here, and I want to find grandpa."

Upon hearing this, Ye Linglong's heart trembled. She might still have the courage to face Pan Sheng, but how could she face Pan Chonghai?

She unconsciously looked at Zhang Yu, who said feebly: "Now, Uncle Master, go and stand in front of the statue and listen to my command."

"Okay." Pan Sheng agreed without hesitation and came to the statue.

Ye Linglong's eyes were filled with tears, but she was full of curiosity at the moment. She looked at her son and then looked at Zhang Yu in confusion. Although she believed that Zhang Yu should have a way to leave here, she couldn't figure out why Zhang Yu knew the way out. Logically speaking, Zhang Yu had never been here before.

This man is so curious. Qimen Dunjia's cultivation and extraordinary vision were something she had never seen before. The most important thing is that he has extraordinary courage. With his own strength, he dares to go out alone to fight to the death with Kame Master and Fajiang.

Of course, the most touching thing is not this, but the moment when the stone door opened, Ye Linglong thought that Zhang Yu would throw her out first to attract firepower, but she even took the initiative to suggest that it would be a step forward for Zhang Yu. However, Zhang Yu had nothing to do.

This person seems unwilling to hurt every friend. To be precise, he will not hurt every innocent person.

"Abbott nephew, what about now?" Pan Sheng stood in front of the statue and asked carelessly.

"Right here. Kneel down three times and kowtow seriously! Use our Taoist etiquette," Zhang Yu said slowly.

"Kneel down and kowtow to her three times. Who is she? Master said that this cannot be done casually." Pan Sheng asked puzzledly.

"Senior, I think we should be friends with our ancestor. You heard me right. I will tell the grand master uncle when I get back." Zhang Yu carried out the ancestor and Sun Zhaoyi.

Sure enough, these words really worked for Pan Sheng. Pan Sheng was a straight person and immediately knelt down on the ground and bowed respectfully, "You are my ancestor's friend, that is my elder. I kowtow to you."

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Pan Sheng kowtowed three times respectfully, stood up, knelt down again, and kowtowed three more times.

There were three kneels and nine kowtows in total. When he finished the last kowtow, an unexpected scene happened.

A drawer immediately popped out from the altar under the statue. In addition, the wall behind the statue was also lifted up, revealing an open space, which was like a cave.

"Hey! The abbot's nephew, there is a door in front of him." Pan Sheng shouted.

"This is the way to leave, let's go" Zhang Yu said bluntly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yu paused and said, "Not yet!"

"What's wrong?" Ye Linglong asked puzzledly.

"Shuai He Yun hasn't come out yet. If we leave like this, even if he comes out of the Anti-Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation, I'm afraid he won't be able to leave here." Zhang Yu said worriedly.

Although he and He Yunshuai were not good friends, Zhang Yu was like this. They came together and walked together. At least the two of them had fought side by side.

"That" Ye Linglong frowned slightly. She didn't know who He Yunshuai was. However, her son listened to Zhang Yu, which really embarrassed her. The most important thing was that Zhang Yu's injuries were not minor.

She originally wanted to persuade Zhang Yu, but right at this stall, the sound of gold and iron echoed in the long corridor.

"Dang-dang-dang-kang-kang-kong."

Hearing this voice, Ye Linglong was stunned. Although Zhang Yu was seriously injured, he could hear it clearly. The sound echoed for a long time, and it was clear that two masters were fighting in the corridor.

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