Chapter 104 I Think It Can Still Be Saved...

Half an hour later, Wang's mother had already cleared the food on the table, leaving only some of Wang Ling's favorite dishes in lunch boxes in the kitchen. After the old man chatted with Wang's father and Lei Mouren for a while, the two went upstairs. Wang's father had to rush to finish his manuscript, and the old man was old and couldn't resist the sleepiness, especially after eating, he always felt mentally lazy.

Since his retirement, Mr. Wang has rarely had the opportunity to meet cultivators. For this group, Mr. Wang has always been very curious. He often heard people say that the enlightenment of cultivators is sometimes just a chance away, and sometimes the realm promotion is often just a little lack of understanding of the artistic conception... But Mr. Wang never expected that a plate of broccoli and a bowl of tomato and egg soup he cooked would have the same effect!

Before leaving, Mr. Wang saw Lei Mouren's puzzled expression, so he patted him on the shoulder three times. The old man was an experienced person. When he was the head chef, he heard many stories about cultivators’ cultivation. There were many stories about cultivators who accidentally went astray and lost their cultivation in the process of comprehending the artistic conception and the way of heaven...

Old man Wang patted Master Diulei on the shoulder three times. His original intention was to remind Lei Mouren not to be too entangled, so as not to cause trouble...

As a result, Lei Mouren seemed to be electrocuted and stood up again: "Thank you for your guidance, senior! I will definitely come to give you guidance at three o'clock in the morning!"

Old man Wang: "..."

Erha: "..." Give you guidance, you mother! He is not Bodhi Patriarch!

When Wang Ling got home, he saw a man in white clothes with his arms folded and his head lowered, staring solemnly at a broccoli and a bowl of completely cold tomato and egg soup in deep thought.

Erha told Wang Ling that the man had been in this position for a full hour...

Dad Wang and the old man had already gone upstairs, leaving Mom Wang alone to accompany Lei Mouren. During this time, Lei Mouren's eyes were fixed on the broccoli and tomato egg soup, and he didn't say anything, which made Mom Wang feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that Wang Ling finally got home, Mom Wang seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw: "Lingling, do you think Xiao Lei is depressed?"

Wang Ling stared at the man for a while in silence: "..."

Obviously... this is an epileptic seizure!

Then, Wang Ling grabbed Lei Mouren's collar without saying a word and dragged him upstairs.

When Mom Wang saw that Master Diulei was dragged upstairs, she was secretly relieved and began to clean up the last leftovers on the table.

When Master Diulei was dragged up the stairs by Wang Ling, he watched Wang Ma pour the tomato and egg soup into the sink, and immediately screamed: "No! My tomato and egg soup! You died so miserably!"

"Brother Ling! I think my tomato and egg soup can still be saved... As long as you set out with me now, we can get to the sewage transfer station and intercept it before the tomato and egg soup flows into the frozen sea!"

Wang Ling: "..."

"Okay, Brother Ling... I know this is a bit exaggerated. But at least, please keep the broccoli that the senior gave me... I want to make it into a specimen and keep it!"

Wang Ling: "..."

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Although he hasn't met Master Diulei for a long time, Wang Ling feels that this man's character is really the same as before, and has not changed at all. If I use one sentence to describe it, it is that he is more crazy about doing things.

In the bedroom, Wang Ling took out a square box with sandalwood from under his bed. This box is where Wang Ling stored the old version of the sealing talisman, and there are exactly five of them in it, including the talisman that was just replaced not long ago.

Although the power of the seal was greatly reduced for Wang Ling, the sealing effect of the talisman still existed. Wang Ling put the stone ghost mask and these talismans together, which also had a certain restraining effect on the curse power of the stone ghost mask itself.

"Is this the stone ghost mask?" When Wang Ling took the stone ghost mask out of the box, the man in white beside him showed a surprised expression.

The rumored stone ghost mask was older than he imagined. The mask had mysterious eyes, cold and eerie hooks, and faded colors that showed the traces of the ancient years of the stone ghost mask... If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the man in white really couldn't see so many details based on the few pictures of the real thing on the Internet.

Diulei Zhenjun stared at the mask carefully for a long time, and suddenly realized a terrifying question, and then suddenly looked at Wang Ling, "Brother Ling, have you tried to wear it..."

Wang Ling nodded truthfully, and then transmitted a voice message to say that he didn't feel much after putting on the mask, and then took it off.

"...Brother, you mean, you took it off?!"

The man in white thought of a guess and took a breath: "...Based on this stone ghost mask, combined with the information I have obtained from my investigations over the years, it can be basically confirmed that this mask is genuine. But just now I found a problem. I always feel that the hooks on both sides of the stone ghost mask seem to be a little crooked... It should be a fake or a flaw in workmanship, but according to your brother's explanation..."

What do you mean?

Wang Ling looked at the man inexplicably.

"In short, it was when your brother tried to wear the stone ghost mask last time. The stone ghost mask actually had a reaction to possessing a body. And, according to the records in the materials, the process of the stone ghost mask possessing a body is to pierce the hook into the face..."

"..."

"But it is obvious that this stone ghost mask failed..."

“…”

Speaking of this, Master Diulei could not help but sigh: “Brother, you are so thick-skinned… I can’t even compare to you!”

“…”MMP!

“Anyway, it will be a big trouble if you keep this stone ghost mask here. How about you give it to me? I will definitely deal with this mask thoroughly.” Master Diulei patted his chest and promised.

Listening to the man’s words, Wang Ling fell into a brief contemplation. Compared with the Shanshui Manor, an organization with a bit of bad intentions, Wang Ling would rather trust his brother who has a 70% chance of matching with the immortal. But these days, everything is about transactions… Wang Ling felt that he couldn’t lose.

After a moment of silence, the man in white received Wang Ling’s voice transmission, and a surprised expression appeared on his face: “What? Meeting? Brother, you said that as long as I go to a meeting for you, I will give me the mask?”

Wang Ling nodded solemnly.

"Brother, you are so polite... It's just a small matter, even if you don't use the Stone Ghost Mask as a condition. As long as you ask, I will definitely attend! By the way... Brother, you haven't told me what kind of meeting this is?"

Wang Ling smiled slightly, and then stuffed a notice of the 60th Middle School Parents' Meeting into the man's hand.

Throwing Thunder Master: "..."