My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 386 Chat logs with girlfriend exposed to father
The ease on Zeng Anmin's face vanished.

Instead, there was astonishment and solemnity.

"So, I only have three days left?"

"Ah."

Zeng Shilin stood with his hands behind his back, his hands clenched tightly on his beard.

He was clearly thinking:
"This aura is too strange; I have never seen it before."

"Moreover, the father's righteous spirit, which is of the second rank and almost saintly nature, could not affect him in any way."

"Then what should we do?" Zeng Anmin frowned.
"I feel that if it's not eliminated, his sea of ​​consciousness might collapse because of it after the Demon-Subduing Golden Circle dissipates in three days..."

This is no joke.

He really felt that if his father had arrived a moment later, his sea of ​​consciousness space would have been gone.

Although he was not worried.

After all, his "last reserve" in his cheat program was still intact.

[Final Reserve (Colorful): When on the verge of death, preserve the last vestige of life force to break through the current martial arts level.]

He won't die, but it's a real shame to waste such a divine skill like this.

……

Zeng Shilin pondered for a long time before finally turning his gaze to the east of the capital.

"The nature of righteousness is to eliminate evil spirits."

"It is too domineering."

"The Buddhist power cultivated by Buddhist monks is more balanced and peaceful, and has the ability to 'purify'."

"Perhaps we can seek help from Abbot Hongji."

Abbot Hongji...

The image of a kind old monk appeared in Zeng Anmin's mind.

"Can he... do it?"

Zeng Anmin glanced at Zeng Shilin hesitantly.

“It’s only him.” Zeng Shilin’s gaze fell on Zeng Anmin: “If even Abbot Hongji can’t handle him…”

Zeng Shilin's gaze became complicated.

His expression was extremely solemn.

"Alright, then I'll go find him now."

Zeng Anmin was about to exit the sea of ​​consciousness space.

Then the phantom of the Ancestral Dragon Diagram suddenly emitted a "humming" sound.

[He said: "I will soon arrive at the Northern Holy Capital. Will my allies be ready to welcome me?"]

?

road?
What is he doing in the capital?

Zeng Anmin was stunned for a moment.

Zeng Shilin was also in Zeng Anmin's sea of ​​consciousness at this time, and he also saw the line of small characters behind the Ancestral Dragon Diagram.

"Is this how your Heavenly Dao Alliance usually communicates?"

“Yes.” Zeng Anmin stepped forward and demonstrated for his father.

He reached out and wrote on the back of the phantom:
[North: What are you going to the capital for?]

[Nan: Same question.]

[Huang: That's great! I'll be going to the Northern Capital with my father in a few days.]

Is Ara coming too?!
Zeng Anmin's expression revealed a hint of doubt.

[He said: This humble Taoist priest accompanied his elders to the capital to discuss the Dao with the Buddhist community.]

What is your purpose in going there?

[Huang: The Mysterious Realm has been getting increasingly strange lately, and it seems like it can't be suppressed anymore. My father wants to go to the Holy Dynasty to find a Master surnamed Xu and ask him for some sealing formations.]

What a fine Mr. Xu!

Upon seeing this sentence, Zeng Anmin and Zeng Shilin's lips twitched in unison.

[North: If I have time at that time, I will try my best to visit you in the capital.]

Zeng Anmin not only revealed his identity to the Empress.

In Dao and Huanga, he was still known as the Black Cat Warrior.

If we can keep this identity from being revealed, we should do so for now.

[He said: Okay, we'll definitely have a good drink and chat then!]

……

"Is this the only way you can send messages?"

The old man stroked his beard and looked at Zeng Anmin with a puzzled expression:
"Can't they talk to each other individually?"

"Sure." Zeng Anmin knew his father was asking if there was a private chat function.

He looked at his father and explained:
“We’ve never met in real life and don’t have much interaction, so we don’t need the private chat function for now. But since I came back from Nanjiang, I’ve been using this function a little more often with Gu Xiangnan.”

"Oh?"

Could you demonstrate?

Zeng Shilin looked at him as if he had seen a novel toy.

"Buzz~" Just then, a message popped up automatically.

This is Nan Silai's private chat interface.

[Nan: Husband, it's alright that the Daoist sect is without intention, but if we have to face Huang, we must be careful. After all, he's a mysterious person, and we've never seen him before, so we should still be on guard.]

When Zeng Anmin saw this, his face turned slightly red.

It's not because of that sentence.

Rather, it was the chat history preceding that sentence that he hadn't deleted from his private chat with the Empress, just to savor it...

Baby, I miss you so much... I don't know when I'll be able to see you again, sob sob, I want a kiss...

[Baby, are you still reviewing memorials? You're ignoring me again! I'm angry!]

【My dearest Nan'er, I'll be starting Xiang Wangxian's case tomorrow, so I might be a bit busy these next few days and may not be able to reply to messages promptly. Please forgive me. Here's a kiss.】

……

And this content.

Everything was exposed to the old man's watchful eye at this moment.

Awkward foot-scratching!

God!

Who can understand how I feel right now?!
This is the ultimate form of social annihilation!

Zeng Anmin quickly put away the chat history.

But who exactly is Dad?
Second-rank sub-saint!

With just one glance, he had read all the content and extracted all the information from it.

really.

At this moment, the old man's expression was extremely strange.

He gave Zeng Anmin a half-smile.

"Uh... Dad, what you just saw was all an illusion!"

Zeng Anmin's face had turned completely red.

He doesn't dare to make eye contact with his father at all now.

“Baby…” Zeng Shilin murmured these two words.

Then he looked up at Zeng Anmin with a mocking expression: "You've got a knack for it."

…………

After a long silence, Zeng Anmin suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"what!"

He cried out in pain:
"That dark aura just now left me with a hidden injury!"

Then he simply collapsed.

He lay there motionless.

"hehe."

The old man chuckled softly, then shook his head.

He turned back and took another deep look at the dark aura that he had imprisoned within the golden circle.

"Om."

With a flash of golden light, his figure withdrew from Zeng Anmin's sea of ​​consciousness.

…………

After a long time.

Zeng Anmin tentatively opened his eyes.

He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that his father was not there.

Then he turned his attention to the private message sent by Gu Xiangnan.

Unrepentant, he continued writing a small line:
[North: Thank you for your concern, baby. I'll be careful. Here's a kiss...]

…………

Fa'an Temple.

Zeng Anmin's figure appeared here once again.

"Amitabha."

"May I ask what business you have with this old monk, Benefactor Zeng?"

The Venerable Master Hongji still had the same kind and benevolent expression.

He smiled gently.

"I'm visiting today because I have a favor to ask."

Zeng Anmin also knew why.

When I was with this old monk, my restlessness disappeared without me even realizing it.

His voice also became calmer.

"What's the matter?"

The old monk's face remained kind.

Zeng Anmin looked around, then his gaze turned serious: "This matter is of great importance and cannot be discussed with others. I wonder if the abbot may speak to me privately?"

(End of this chapter)