There Is Absolutely No Problem With My Summoning Technique

Zhao Wuchen gave the Gatling Bodhisattva a helpless look, and replied through the soul link: "I must help you with something." ’

‘Come and take a look and you will know. ’

Gatling Bodhisattva shared a memory through soul link.

In his memory, a man who looked somewhat similar to Zhao Long glanced at him with cold eyes.

'Nothing unusual, wait...'

Zhao Wuchen found that in the memory picture, the man's forehead seemed to have a faint black aura entangled.

‘The breath of the abyss? ’

‘That’s right, Wuchen boy, it’s up to you. ’

‘Really, I know. But I'm not sure I can clear those scents. ’

Seeing Zhao Wuchen agreeing to him, Gatling Bodhisattva said to Zhao Long with a determined look: "It doesn't matter, the poor monk already knows your request."

"Bodhisattva, can you help me?"

Zhao Long lowered his head and fell into memories: "My brother Zhao Hu's occupation is just a normal life occupation."

Zhao Hu…

The eldest brother is a tiger? Is the younger brother a dragon?

Are you sure it's not the other way around? My dear, your family's way of naming is really unique.

"Some time ago, I don't know why I entered the secret realm privately to level up despite my family's obstruction."

"And my temperament has changed drastically. Brother Hu only feels strange to me..."

Maybe Zhao Hu is controlled by Abyss?

Forget it, I have already been involved with the abyss, and this time is no different.

Zhao Wuchen patted Zhao Long on the shoulder: "You want me and Gatling Bodhisattva to help you find out the truth about your brother's sudden change in temperament, right?"

"That's right."

Zhao Long said affirmatively: "Of course, these are all paid. Afterwards, I will prepare a big gift and offer it with both hands."

"good…"

"It doesn't matter, the poor monk will help you deal with this trouble."

... Bodhisattva really has you, don’t pretend to be fat when the time comes.

Zhao Wuchen pushed up his black-rimmed glasses helplessly: "Zhao Long, where is your brother now?"

"He should still be in the secret realm copy now."

Zhao Long filled up the tea for Zhao Wuchen and continued, "I've learned all about Brother Hu's recent schedule. I estimate he won't be back until around 8 p.m."

"Before that, we can stay at the teahouse."

Zhao Wuchen took a sip of tea and asked slowly: "Okay, can you tell me about your brother's other abnormalities?"

"I don't know either, but my family is very pleased with my brother's change."

"Glad? Didn't you say before that your family members prevented your brother from entering the dungeon?"

"Yes."

Zhao Long smiled bitterly and nodded: "Later, Brother Hu took several servants at home and entered the dungeon to level up. Everyone in the family knew about it."

"Brother Zhao, I'm not afraid of your jokes either.

Since Brother Hu has become a full-time professional, he has been living a decadent life relying on his family's modest assets. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a playboy.

Now that his temper has suddenly changed and he is no longer like this, can the family be unhappy? Anyway, with the protection of the servants, I just let Brother Hu enter the dungeon to level up. "

Zhao Wuchen touched his chin and agreed: "It's true that when the prodigal son turns back, it's not too late for his family to be happy."

"But, I can feel that he is not my Brother Tiger, so..."

"Believers, don't worry. Monks don't lie. The humble monk will naturally not break his promise to you."

Zhao Long clasped his hands together: "Thank you Bodhisattva."

Everyone rested in the box for a while.

Zhao Long rolled up his sleeves and looked at the time on the watch: "It's almost time, we can leave."

"Everyone, please move to Zhao's house. My brother should be back soon."

Zhao Long drove himself to a seaside villa.

The door opened, and a white-haired old servant wearing a butler's uniform came out to greet him: "Hello, young master."

"Uncle Chen, is my brother back?"

Uncle Chen shook his head: "I'm not back yet, but according to the second young master's recent schedule, he should be back soon."

"This is my guest. Uncle Chen, go prepare some tea and food."

"Okay, young master."

Zhao Long watched Uncle Chen leave in a hurry and said sheepishly: "Brother Zhao, sit down for a while and eat something to cushion your stomach."

"It doesn't matter, you don't have to worry about it."

Zhao Wuchen shook his head. He had eaten a lot of snacks in the teahouse and was not hungry yet.

"Second Young Master, are you back?"

Uncle Chen, who had not yet left, looked respectful: "Second Young Master, what do you want to have for dinner? I will ask the chef to prepare it for you."

A cold voice sounded: "Just the same as before."

Zhao Long urged in a low voice: "Brother Zhao, he is my second brother. Please ask Gatlin Bodhisattva to come and take a look."

"Not urgent."

Zhao Wuchen pushed up his glasses: "Let me observe first."

Zhao Hu had no expression on his face and sat on the sofa opposite Zhao Wuchen.

Zhao Long scratched his cheek awkwardly with his fingers: "Second brother, are you back?"

Zhao Hu looked at Zhao Wuchen and said, "Xiaolong, who is this?"

"Zhao Wuchen."

Zhao Wuchen stretched out his hand: "I am Zhao Long's friend. I am visiting you today for some small matters."

"Oh." Zhao Hu nodded coldly.

Zhao Wuchen was not embarrassed and took back his left hand with a smile.

He also wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of shaking hands to use magic power to detect whether there really was a breath of the abyss in Zhao Hu's body.

Yep, what a rude person.

Zhao Long's eyes were wild and he seemed to be asking Zhao Wuchen why he didn't summon the Gatling Bodhisattva.

Zhao Wuchen shook his head silently.

At this moment, Uncle Chen pushed a dining cart into the living room: "Young Master, the refreshments you requested are here."

"Second Young Master, your dinner is almost ready."

Chen Hu had no expression on his face and said indifferently: "I understand."

After saying that, he got up from the sofa and walked towards the restaurant without looking back.

"Uncle Chen, go and greet my second brother."

"The old servant knows."

After Uncle Chen left, Zhao Long couldn't wait to ask: "Brother Zhao, why didn't you let Gatling Bodhisattva come out just now?"

"There is no need for Bodhisattva to take action. I have been with Gatlin Bodhisattva for so long and learned a lot."

Zhao Long's eyes lit up: "Brother Zhao, do you see any clues?"

"No." Zhao Wuchen said truthfully.

Zhao Long looked a little disappointed: "Oh."

‘Wuchen boy, you really didn’t see any clues? ’

‘Bodhisattva, you are talking nonsense. How many minutes have I been in contact with that Zhao Hu? If you can see something, there is a ghost. ’

'At least let me get close to Zhao Hu. I haven't mastered the power of the abyss perfectly yet. ’

‘Well, the poor monk was too hasty. ’

After the conversation, Zhao Wuchen patted Zhao Long on the shoulder: "Don't worry too much."

In Zhao Long's doubtful eyes.

Zhao Wuchen took out a stone hat and put it on his head, then the wind element covered it, and the breath disappeared without a trace.

"Brother Zhao?"

"I'm here, waiting for my good news here."

"Ok, no problem."