She wants to buy beauty medicine, and you turn her into a succubus?

Chapter 117 Zhang Xiaoyi's Home

Li Yang took a breath for a while, his mental strength recovered a lot, and he continued to calculate the spell.

The night was almost over, and Li Yang finally finished carving the model of the "Enlightenment" magic circle.

Li Yang rubbed his face and began to examine the magic circle.

Black energy appeared in his hand and tapped lightly on the magic circle.

Black flames emerged from seven points around the magic circle, and mental power gathered towards the center along the lines in the magic circle.

The center of the array is the key to the magic array.

A large amount of mental power is shared from the center of the formation.

In other words, in the future some people will gain the spiritual power shared from the eye of the formation.

It takes a huge amount of mental strength to support the magic circle.

Therefore, the people who support the operation of the magic circle are naturally the apostles.

The center of the formation is served by the Human Realm Tree.

Some people with high comprehension will also possess the [Fire Magic], [Water Magic], and [Wind Magic] of the Human True Nature Tree.

As for when to launch this magic circle, it will take a suitable time.

"We still need to let the 'beta testers' develop for a while, so as to widen the gap between the extraordinary people."

Li Yang lit a cigarette and said to himself:

“After the second test, there will be quite a few players on the Chinese server.

Should we develop some overseas servers?
You will be busy later. "

. . . . . .

A train coming from the direction of Nanhai blew its whistle and slowly stopped at Dongcheng Railway Station.

As if it had made an appointment with the sun, as soon as the train stopped, a faint orange halo was sprinkled on the train, making the train particularly dazzling in the winter morning.

A Taoist priest dressed in a unique way got off the train.

Everyone looked at him strangely.

There were also some girls who were crazy about sex and secretly took photos with their mobile phones.

The little Taoist priest was indeed quite handsome, except that he looked sleepy and sloppy.

Zhang Xiaoyi walked out of the train station, took out his phone and dialed a number:
"Uncle Dao, where are you?"

"Hidden lights on, I see you, turn left."

Zhang Xiaoyi looked out the door and saw a middle-aged man getting out of a Land Rover and waving at him.

Zhang Xiaoyi quickly got into the car, sat in the passenger seat, and the car started.

Uncle Dao drove very fast and steadily. He drove all the way to the outskirts of the city before he said:

"Do you really plan to be a Taoist priest for the rest of your life?
Your father got sick this time probably because you were angry.

You are the male of the Zhang family, but you don't want to have children and instead become a Taoist priest.

If it were my son, his legs would be broken."

Zhang Xiaoyi looked at the scenery outside the window and did not answer.

His identity is kept absolutely confidential in the Security Administration, and the Shushan Taoist Temple now refuses visitors.

Few people know Zhang Xiaoyi's true identity.

Uncle Dao could not have imagined that the rebellious little Taoist priest sitting next to him was actually a special consultant of the Security Management Bureau at the deputy-department level!

Zhang Xiaoyi took a long time to ask:
"How's my dad?"

Uncle Dao was silent for a while:

"You'll know when you get back."

. . . . . . .

The owner of this seaside manor in the imperial capital is definitely one of the richest people in the world.

There are four major families in the imperial capital: Xie, He, Liu, and Zhang.

The owner of this seaside manor is surnamed Zhang.

Uncle Dao's Land Rover drove into the manor and stopped in front of the fountain at the entrance of the main hall.

Zhang Xiaoyi straightened his Taoist robe and walked into the hall wearing old cloth shoes.

Several aunties dressed in jewels are playing mahjong.

The middle-aged woman who was like the moon surrounded by stars and looked elegant and graceful was Zhang Xiaoyi's mother.

Her face was full of joy, it seemed that she had won a lot.

There was a girl with lip and tongue piercings next to my mother, who looked like a little gangster. She looked at Zhang Xiaoyi with disdain.

This is Zhang Xiaoyi’s sister, Zhang Qian.

Zhang Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows:
"Where's my dad?"

My mother was having fun and pointed upstairs:
"Up there, it's no use, go quickly."

. . . . . .

The curtains were drawn in the cold room.

In the darkness, a candle was lit.

The room was cold, gloomy and cold.

On the bed, a fat middle-aged man was covered with a big red blanket and breathing heavily.

He is Zhang Xiaoyi's father, Zhang Youfu.

Zhang Youfu heard someone coming, opened his eyes with great effort, turned over awkwardly, and smiled miserably:

"Is it Xiaoyi who is back? I'm glad you're back."

Zhang Xiaoyi frowned. Zhang Youfu tried to breathe hard, out of breath, and pointed at the candle with a trembling finger:

"Xiao Yi, when the candle goes out, it will be the time for me to go to heaven.

I don't have anything to ask you, but I do want to ask you for one favor.

After I leave, you have to take good care of your mother and your sister. . . . . "

Zhang Xiaoyi walked to the candle expressionlessly:

"call!"

He blew out the candle.

Zhang Youfu:
"???"

Zhang Xiaoyi opened the curtains and let in the sunlight.

He found the air conditioner remote control and turned off the cold air:
"If you draw the curtains and turn on the air conditioner in the middle of winter, you will get sick even if you are not sick."

Zhang Xiaoyi is a transcendent who is infinitely close to the second level, and he can tell at a glance that his father is in very good spirits.

Zhang Youfu angrily lifted the quilt and pointed at Zhang Xiaoyi and cursed:
"Isn't this for you?!
I have such a huge fortune, why do you want to become a monk?!"

Zhang Xiaoyi looked at Zhang Youfu with empty eyes:

"If you wanted to find me back then, you would have found me long ago. Why wait for me to find my way home by myself?"

Zhang Youfu sighed:

"I know you have been wandering around for the past few years and you feel resentful.

But I have a secret.

My father had many enemies in his life, and that year was a matter of life and death.

It's not necessarily a bad thing for you to seek refuge in a Taoist temple."

Zhang Xiaoyi crossed his arms and looked at Zhang Youfu with a sneer.

It looks like I'm just watching you talking nonsense.

Zhang Youfu was anxious:

“Don’t disbelieve me, we had a fierce fight with the Xie family back then.

The old man from the Xie family also sent his own child to become a monk.

The dispute with the Xie family has not ended until now.

Your sister was originally sent abroad, but she only came back for the Chinese New Year.

In fact, your mother and I missed you very much over the years, especially your mother, who cried every day.

Now I understand that being together as a family is the most important thing.

I don't want Qianqian to leave either, so please don't leave too."

Zhang Xiaoyi's expression relaxed when he saw that his father didn't seem to be lying.

He had no resentment towards his family in the first place. He ran away from home because he was young and ignorant.

If he had not run away from home, he would not have met his master, and he would not have become the current head of Shushan.

Zhang Xiaoyi asked:
“Is the Xie family a big threat to you?

I can help you. "

Zhang Youfu smiled happily:

"Do you want to inherit the family business? I'll teach you tomorrow!"

Zhang Xiaoyi shook his head.

Zhang Youfu curled his lips:

"What? You want to ask Laojun to help me?"

Zhang Xiaoyi laughed angrily:

"I am the head of Shushan, do you believe me? I can protect our family."

The identity of the Security Administration advisor is kept confidential.

Zhang Youfu obviously didn't believe it.

Too few people know about the revival of spiritual energy.

There was a knock on the door.

Zhang family’s daughter, Zhang Qian, walked in.

She first glared at Zhang Xiaoyi with a displeased look.

Zhang Qian is still young and looks at things in a simple way.

In her opinion, Zhang Xiaoyi is an irresponsible brother.

He became a monk on a whim and hasn't come back for many years.

how?

Do you want to come back after the Zhang family has completely established itself in the imperial capital and inherit the family business?
Really shameless.

Zhang Qian walked to the bed and helped her father up:

"time to eat."

Zhang Youfu said yes again and again:
"Eat first, then talk after you finish eating."

Zhang Qian looked at Zhang Xiaoyi's Taoist robe with disdain:
"My mother even prepared some vegetarian dishes specially for you."

Zhang Xiaoyi said with a smile:
"Disciples of Shushan can eat either meat or vegetables."

Zhang Qian pretended to vomit and walked out of the bedroom with Zhang Youfu.

(End of this chapter)