Chapter 967 I Can, But I'm Not Worthy

Chu Ting smiled softly, "Cousin Xian, why are you still like this, you can't bear your temper, Mr. Xin will punish you to copy Buddhist scriptures a hundred times to meditate after knowing about it."

Hearing this, the suspicious Chu Jing finally confirmed Chu Ting's identity, and asked, "Cousin Ting, if you are not dead, why haven't you returned for ten years? Do you know how many things happened in the village in the past ten years? You parents……"

"I know, both parents have passed away. I come back this time just to pay homage to their elders, and to do my last filial piety as a son of man."

After Chu Ting finished speaking, Chu Jing and the others suddenly looked a little embarrassed, their eyes wandered, and they actually avoided Chu Ting's eyes.

Chu Xian was the youngest, unable to bear the burden, coughed twice, and then went out, "My father punished me to write the house rules by heart one hundred times, and I haven't finished it yet, that, Brother Tingtang, I'll go back first, come back another day look at you."

After speaking, Chu Xian ran away, as if he was afraid that Chu Ting would call him again.

Chu Ting withdrew his gaze and looked at Chu Jing and Chu Xiao.

"Brother Jing, Brother Xiao, it's getting late. I remember that you have to practice every afternoon to evening without interruption. Then I won't keep you. This time I will stay for a while when I come back. Clean up at home, and invite you to come to talk another day."

Chu Jing and Chu Xiao looked at each other, with even more unnatural expressions on their faces, they nodded and left together.

When their figures were far away, the smile on Chu Ting's face was completely suppressed, and red light slowly overflowed from his eyes, surrounded by black evil spirit and resentment.

At the same time, the shadow under his feet also disappeared.

That was Tang Guo's magical illusion, and he couldn't last long.

"Thank you God."

Chu Ting's voice was a bit cold, and after nodding to Tang Guo, he floated up and entered the dilapidated thatched hut.

Everything in the house is not as miserable as it looks from the outside. After removing the thick dust, everything looks orderly. It can be seen that the former owner here is a very clean and hardworking person. The locations are all so well organized.

After Chu Ting entered the room, without looking at other places, he floated directly to the bed, looking down at a piece of floor under the bed.

After a long time, he turned around and said in a cold and calm tone, "Can you open this place for me?"

What he was looking at was Zhong Sheng, which made Zhong Sheng, who was already a bit afraid of ghosts, tremble a little, but because of his face, he could only hold on.

"You, aren't you a ghost? Can't you open it yourself?"

Chu Ting lowered his eyes and continued to look at that place.

"I can, but I don't deserve it. Now I am full of evil spirit. If I touch it, it will be a kind of defilement."

"Hehe, I want to see what kind of treasure is hidden here, as you said, it looks like a national treasure..."

Zhong Sheng was no longer afraid, and walked over with curiosity. He was already strong, and he had followed Yan Jinyu for many years. Even though he had no strategy, he had seen a lot of secret passages in various organs. Without Chu Ting's reminder, he found one of the floors under the floor. It was empty, and then the dagger was pried open little by little, and the box inside was taken out.

"Hey, this box is not bad, it looks quite valuable..."

After opening the box, Zhong Sheng stopped talking, his pupils shrank, he looked at the contents in disbelief, and then looked up at Chu Ting.

"This, this is..."

Zhong Sheng took out the contents with both hands, looked at the base, and then turned around slowly.