Chapter 011 Self-proclaimed Elder

Sang Mo didn't pay any attention to them. He finished his breakfast without distraction, lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes and began to relax.

Zhang Qiling glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and noticed that he indeed used his left hand to eat, so it was true that he was left-handed.

He stood up and walked in front of Sang Mo, grabbed Sang Mo's left wrist with one hand, raised it slightly and stared at the two unusually long fingers.

Sang Mo looked back at him, with the corner of his mouth curled up in a playful manner.

[Oh, I waited until now to ask about the origin of Fa Qiu Zhi? 】

Zhang Qiling asked: "Fa Qiu Finger, Qilin Blood, you are a member of the Zhang family."

Zhang Qiling thought about it all night last night. After much deliberation, he decided to use the reason of being a member of the Zhang family as a bond. Only in this way could he have an excuse to stay with Sang Mo.

Sang Mo hummed, "I thought you wouldn't ask."

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips, "Don't ask why, just ask about the future."

Sang Mo, "?"

What does it mean? 】

[Do you really want to rely on me?] 】

Zhang Qiling thought for a moment and said, "Follow me for now."

Sang Mo, "......"

He half-closed his eyelids and replied listlessly, "Oh."

[It doesn't matter. There are many dangers underground, and there are many opportunities to commit suicide. 】

Zhang Qiling, "......"

Regardless, agreeing is a good start.

Sang Mo yawned, "Are you done?"

Zhang Qiling stared at his Fa Qiu finger again, hummed, let go of his wrist, and sat down next to him.

Sang Mo, "?"

Black blind man, "......"

The mute was indeed malicious, but being able to convince Sang Mo with this reason saved him a lot of trouble.

Sang Mo glanced at Zhang Qiling's profile and said lazily, "Okay, okay, let's act together. Shouldn't you go back now?"

Zhang Qiling crossed his arms, expressionless but as a matter of course, "I am the elder."

Sang Mo looked at him, "What kind of elder?"

Zhang Qiling repeated, "Fa Qiu Finger, Qilin Blood, Elder."

Sang Mo was really speechless, "......"

[Zhang Qiling, the Zhang family has fallen!] 】

Zhang Qiling said: "Let's live together and teach you some skills."

[You really think of me as a member of the Zhang family who has been stranded outside! 】

Sang Mo leaned his head back into the sofa, "We live together upstairs and downstairs. I don't like living in the same space with my elders. You live downstairs, no discussion."

Zhang Qiling sighed inwardly, knowing that Sang Mo had already given in to his bottom line, he could only agree, "Okay."

There is a long way to go, so there is no need to rush.

Seeing that the two had reached an agreement, Hei Xiazi rubbed his hands and came over to the side, "Don't you want a massage? I'll help you massage your muscles and loosen your joints."

Sang Mo, "."

He raised his hand to his forehead and couldn't help but ask the system in his mind, [Are these two members of the Wang family disguised as undercover agents? 】

[How can one fake Qilin blood?] There aren't many spirits behind it. 】

【......】

Sang Mo just lay down and said, "Press it."

Hei Xiazi looked at Zhang Qiling. Zhang Qiling raised his eyelids slightly, stood up and sat down on the sofa next to him. Hei Xiazi came over and took off his black leather jacket, "Sang Mo, you have to take off your coat so that I can find a place to study."

Sang Mo slowly raised his upper body and took off his pajamas, revealing his fair and lean skin.

Hei Xiazi stared at his bruised back for a moment and said, "Wow, the injury is really serious. There is a lot of blood clots."

Sang Mo ignored him, lay down, and tilted his head to prepare for a light sleep.

Hei Xia Zi started to massage, but the force was very light, so as not to fracture the bone again.

"More emphasis on the intensity."

"Sang Mo, you have dislocated your bones before, right? You can't use more force. The blind man's eyesight is as good as his craftsmanship. Don't really think that the blind man is blind. If you break your bones and try to sue the blind man, he won't be able to bear the consequences."

[Tsk, you can’t fool this blind dog.] 】

Just speak, don't curse so harshly!

Hei Xia Zi cursed in his heart, but his hands moved quickly. He said he would give Sang Mo a massage, and he really did it.

It's just that I can't help but glance around. How can a man have such white skin?

She looks slim, but feels very nice to the touch. Hei Xiazi glanced at her slender waist like a mermaid, with two shallow dimples, which made her look quite sexy.

Just as Hei Xia Zi was thinking, Zhang Qiling stood silently beside him, staring at him expressionlessly.

The blind man chuckled and said, "Dumb, do you want a blind man to give you a massage too?"

Zhang Qiling stared at him, his expression becoming even colder.

Hei Xia Zi pretended not to see it, but he didn't look around. He didn't mean to take advantage of her. Wasn't Sang Mo willing to give him a massage?

Seeing Hei Xia Zi concentrating on the massage, Zhang Qiling glanced at the beautiful waist muscle lines and his eyes flickered slightly.

But not long into the massage, Sang Mo's breathing began to stabilize.

Hei Xia Zi stopped what he was doing, took the blanket and covered Sang Mo with it, and checked the temperature of the floor heating to make sure that it would not cause him to catch a cold. After he put on his coat, he saw Zhang Qiling coming over to check the window.

The two looked at each other and left the room without saying anything.

After staying up all night, it's time for them to rest.

...

Sang Mo slept until the afternoon and was woken up by the heat.

The floor heating was on all the time and I was covered with a blanket. I almost got heat rash.

Sang Mo scratched his sweaty hair and looked at the ceiling in silence, "What time is it?"

[Host, 3:14 pm Beijing time. 】

Sang Mo rubbed his eyes and said, "314, Sang is going to die."

[....What a speechless pun.] 】

Sang Mo decided to get up and went to the cloakroom to look through his clothes. They were all fashionable and casual styles for young people, mostly in bright colors. Such bright colors did not suit a sadistic person like him.

He picked out a white hoodie and put it on, without wearing a T-shirt, and changed into a pair of black casual pants.

Although he was half dead, Sang Mo attached great importance to dignity and wanted to die in a dignified manner.

He decided to buy some clothes he liked and prepare a coffin for himself. When he really died, he would ask Zhang Qiling, who claimed to be his elder, to help with the burial.

Sang Mo put his wallet in his pocket, took his car keys and went out. His fringe half covered his eyes. He looked at himself reflected in the smooth iron wall of the elevator. He picked up a bunch of fringe with his fingers and said, "I need to wash my hair."

The elevator went all the way down to the underground first floor, and Sang Mo staggered to his car, a Porsche sports car. He didn't know what model it was for the time being as he didn't know much about cars.

Sitting in the driver's seat and starting the engine, Sang Mo drove towards the shopping mall.

At this moment, in the large flat on the 26th floor.

Hei Xia Zi was eating meat buns and drinking white porridge, and asked casually: "It's already this late, do you want to call Sang Mo to get up for dinner?"

The phone number was obtained from the floor manager. If Sang Mo had not told the floor manager in advance that they would be staying here, it would not have been so easy for Hei Xia Zi to get Sang Mo's phone number from the floor manager.

Zhang Qiling tore the steamed bun, quietly put a small piece of it in his mouth and chewed it silently.

Black Blind Man added: "But that system is really powerful. The Hair Hill Finger and Qilin Blood can all be used as rewards directly. To be honest, I am a little envious."

"Can this system be robbed?"

Zhang Qiling, "......"

He knew that the blind man was just talking nonsense. Although he was envious, the blind man knew in his heart that the system could not be snatched away. Even if it could be snatched away, the blind man would not want it.

Just look at Sang Mo's situation and you'll know that this system isn't a good thing.