After finally calming down two-year-old Ning Zhuo, Sun Lingtong felt like she was going to collapse.

While Ning Zhuo was away from the room, his Adam's apple rolled and he spat out the potion he had just drunk and put it into his storage bag.

He tasted the potion on his tongue and identified some of the medicinal ingredients in it.

"Twenty-year-old ginseng, angelica, donkey-hide gelatin, astragalus, and white atractylodes..."

"They are indeed some things that replenish blood and qi."

But Sun Lingtong still collected it in a storage bag and did not drink it.

He thought that his attainments in alchemy were not good enough, and he knew that sometimes a very nutritious thing could be very toxic, and sometimes mixing herbs could create a mixed poison.

Sun Lingtong joined the evil sect Bukongmen and followed his master around the country. His experience in the martial arts world far exceeded his appearance.

"There's something strange..."

"This Ning Zhuo is only two years old, why is he so smart?"

He couldn't help but think of himself. He looked three years old, but in fact he was already thirteen years old.

"I was seriously injured, covered in blood and with hideous wounds, but he brought me home. Isn't he afraid of getting into trouble?"

"Is he too skilled at making the medicine?"

Sun Lingtong suspected that this was a setup.

But then he thought: "I am only in the middle stage of Qi Refining, what can I plot?"

"Although I was born in Bukong Sect, I practiced the Boy's Kungfu, not the orthodox techniques of Bukong Sect. What can I plot?"

Sun Lingtong lacked enough information to make an accurate judgment, so he decided to observe first.

After a few days of rest, his magical powers returned to their peak, and he gradually saw Ning Zhuo's true feelings.

On this day, Sun Lingtong was lying on the bed, and suddenly his ears moved slightly, revealing a strange color.

Soon, Ning Zhuo pushed the door open and trotted in, panting and hurriedly saying, "Someone from my family is here! Come on, little brother, I'll help you to my mother's bedroom. There's a secret room underground where you can hide."

Sun Lingtong had expected this, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I have a way, see!"

As he said this, he disappeared into the bed.

Ning Zhuo was stunned and quickly ran to the bed, reached out to touch the empty bedding, and looked around in surprise.

Sun Lingtong transmitted the message: "Go and deal with your family members quickly."

Ning Zhuo said "Oh" and ran to the courtyard with a look of surprise and saw Wang Lan.

"Aunt." The two-year-old Ning Zhuo took the initiative to greet.

Wang Lan forced a smile at him, nodded, then waved her hand and asked the servants behind her to enter the house.

"Xiao Zhuo, I'm here to help you move things."

"You can't live here alone. You have to move to your uncle's house."

Ning Zhuo exclaimed, his face full of surprise.

After Wang Lan finished her explanation, she ignored him and went into the house to give orders everywhere.

"Move all these tables and chairs away and take them back."

"Well, the vase is nice, take it too."

"This talisman-making table is quite valuable. Be careful when moving it so as not to damage the array patterns on the surface."

…

Soon, Wang Lan emptied almost everything in Ning Zhuo's house.

Before leaving, she said to Ning Zhuo, "Your uncle and I will keep these things for you first."

"You are a kid, it's too easy for you to be stolen."

"Once the affairs at the ancestral hall are settled, we will take you in to live with us."

Ning Zhuo opened his eyes wide, shook his head and said anxiously: "I, I won't move!"

"Mom lives here..."

"But your mother is dead!" Wang Lan immediately shook her head and refused. "I'm not discussing this with you. You are too young to protect yourself."

Wang Lan walked up to Ning Zhuo, dragged him to a corner, leaned over, stared at Ning Zhuo's face, and lowered her voice: "That's right."

"Xiao Zhuo, before your mother left, did she give you something specifically for you to keep?"

"These things may be very important to you, your children. If you don't keep them well and lose them, it will be a big trouble."

"Be good, take them out and let your aunt keep them for you! When you grow up and the time is right, your aunt will return them to you."

Ning Zhuo quickly shook his head and denied it: "No, there is no such thing."

"Really?" Wang Lan doubted.

Ning Zhuo continued to shake his head: "Really not!"

"Yes." Wang Lan saw that there were servants moving things, so she didn't bother to ask any more questions and let Ning Zhuo go for the time being. "Wait until the ancestral hall has modified your household registration, and then we will come to take you to live with us."

Before leaving, Wang Lan lowered her voice and whispered in Ning Zhuo's ear: "Xiao Zhuo, if you are scared and want to move in earlier, that's fine!"

"Remember to keep the things your mother gave you in private. Keep them with you. Don't leave them here or they will be stolen!"

Ning Zhuo said: "Don't worry, aunt, I have the generals and the juniors to protect me."

Wang Lan sneered: "Those two mechanical puppets are at most at the middle stage of Qi Refining. They have to spend spirit stones to guard the house on weekdays."

After the group left, Ning Zhuo stood blankly in the main room.

Many furniture and objects had been moved away, and he, a two-year-old child, looked so small in the empty house.

Sun Lingtong witnessed the whole process, and looking at Ning Zhuo, ripples appeared in her heart.

At this moment, he discovered the reason why he was rescued——

"He saw that I was also a child, so he came to rescue me."

"He treated my wounds and made medicine for me because he had done the same for his mother. It was something he was very familiar with."

"He probably saw himself in me."

"We are both lonely and helpless, so we naturally feel close to each other."

"It has been less than half a month since his mother passed away. He just wants to find a companion and someone to rely on in this world that has suddenly grown bigger, colder, and more unfamiliar."

Thinking of this, Sun Lingtong deliberately walked behind Ning Zhuo and patted his shoulder gently.

Ning Zhuo was startled.

Sun Lingtong revealed his figure: "Hehe, don't be afraid, it's me!"

The disappointment on Ning Zhuo's face disappeared, replaced by surprise and expectation: "Little brother, are you a cultivator?"

"You're so young, and yet you're so amazing!"

"Did you just use invisibility?"

Sun Lingtong raised his head proudly: "This is not an ordinary invisibility technique. Wait, don't call me brother. I am much taller and bigger than you."

"You have to call me brother!"

It was not until this moment that Sun Lingtong truly revealed her identity to Ning Zhuo, and also began to correct Ning Zhuo's title.

Ning Zhuo retorted: "But my mother told me that some children just have big frames and may not be older than me. There is one in our family..."

Sun Lingtong waved his hand: "Okay, okay. From now on, you can just call me brother."

"Come to think of it, were you just pretending to be stupid?"

"Your mother must have given you something very important before she left!"

Ning Zhuo uttered an "ah" and turned his gaze to the wall, not daring to look at Sun Lingtong: "I don't know what you are talking about!"

Sun Lingtong laughed: "I'm just telling you that you're not pretending at all."

"Next time, when your aunt asks you, just say you don't know. Don't deny it outright."

"The more resolute your denial is, the more you admit that your mother gave you the relic."

Ning Zhuo uttered another "ah" and couldn't help asking, "Why?"

Ning Zhuo uttered another "ah" with a panicked look on his face. He couldn't help but take a step back and kept shaking his head: "No, no. Absolutely not!"

"I don't understand what you are saying at all."

"I don't know, I have no idea at all!"

He denied it flatly, but his flushed face and guilty and panicked expression said it all.

This amused Sun Lingtong. He laughed and patted Ning Zhuo on the shoulder: "Little brother, although you are talented, you are smart beyond your age."

"But you are still too young!"

"It's true at first glance."

"But you're lucky to have met me!"

"No one knows better than me how to act like a normal child."

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"Let me teach you how to disguise yourself as a two-year-old!"

What Sun Lingtong said was not really self-praise.

He looks like a three-year-old child, but his soul is already that of a thirteen-year-old boy.

He joined the Bukong Sect, which specialized in training him in all kinds of stealing, cheating, and deceiving. His master adopted him when he was young, taught him by example, took him around, and taught him to observe others and mingle in the underworld.

Many times, Sun Lingtong would act according to his appearance, making full use of the advantages of his appearance to commit fraud.

Under his guidance, the two-year-old Ning Zhuo made rapid progress.

"Hey, what kind of talent do you have? This cleverness is unusual."

"Didn't your mother tell you?" Sun Lingtong asked curiously.

Ning Zhuo glanced to the side, then quickly moved his eyes back and looked at Sun Lingtong with a natural expression on his face: "Little Brother Sun, my mother didn't tell me."

Sun Lingtong chuckled and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad, you have improved a lot when it comes to lying."

"But there is also a small move to divert attention."

"Remember, change it!"

Ning Zhuo felt a little ashamed: "Brother Sun, don't you blame me for hiding it from you?"

Sun Lingtong shrugged and said indifferently: "What does it matter? Everyone should have their own secrets, and should allow others to have their own secrets."

"I was just thinking, maybe you should show your family some of your wealth? It might improve your living conditions a lot."

Ning Zhuo quickly shook his head, his face serious and solemn: "My mother told me to hide before she left. She told me to hide my stupidity."

"She said her family is unreliable, and her uncle is also unreliable."

"Let me hide as deep as possible, so I can protect myself better!"

"Yeah, your mother is definitely thinking about you." Sun Lingtong said perfunctorily.

He had stayed at Ning Zhuo's place for more than half a month, and his injuries had long since healed. Now that Ning Zhuo could disguise himself as a normal two-year-old child, Sun Lingtong became more and more eager to leave.

But how to accommodate Ning Zhuo? Wang Lan had said before that she would take Ning Zhuo to live with her, but she never did it. She just sent servants to take care of him every one or two days and bring him daily food and clothing.

Sun Lingtong explored the Ning family's territory for several nights.

Although he was only in the middle stage of Qi Refining, Bukongmen's excellent magic allowed him to sneak in smoothly.

He gradually found out the situation of the Ning family, learned that the main branch of the Ning family was suppressing the family affairs of the branch, and found out the reputation of Ning Xiaoren.

One day, he overheard the conversation between Ning Ze and Wang Lan.

Ning Ze urged Wang Lan to let Ning Zhuo move in.

Wang Lan said, "Boss, the people from the ancestral hall deliberately used this point to demand a bribe of two hundred spirit stones from me!"

"So we have to pay 200 spirit stones first if we want to raise another child? What kind of logic is this!?"

Ning Ze stroked his beard and said, "The family system has its reasons. We must be reviewed by the elders of the ancestral hall to determine that we have no ill intentions in adopting the remains of close relatives. Only after this is passed can the adoption be formally made."

"Before this system came into being, there was indeed chaos and many tragedies happened."

"Xiaozhuo has been living alone for so many days, it's not a big deal. If this gets out, how can I, his uncle, save my dignity?"

Wang Lan complained: "But these two hundred spirit stones are not a small amount!"

Ning Ze sighed and said, "Well, let's put it this way. My brother once saved the life of the young patriarch. I will go to see the young patriarch tomorrow and ask him to come forward and take a look."

Sun Lingtong went to the ancestral hall again and found the Ning family elder who was blocking Ning Zhuo's household registration.

One night, he heard the family elder having a secret conversation with a visitor.

The visiting guest said, "Ning Zhong's house's title deed has not been found by Ning Ze yet. I will pay 400 spirit stones, which is a deposit of 180 yuan. I hope the elder of the family will be lenient."

The Ning family elder smiled and said, "No problem. Ning Ze doesn't know the rules and is unwilling to pay even two hundred spirit stones. He should suffer the consequences."

"Just don't make any noise."

"After all, Ning Zhong sacrificed his life to save the young clan leader."

The guest said, "Don't worry, elder. Ning Zhong and his wife are both dead, and the child they left behind is only two years old. With a little coaxing, he can sign the contract."

"This is a piece of cake!"

When Sun Lingtong heard this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and sneered at the Ning family in her heart.

When we returned to Ning Zhuo's residence, little Ning Zhuo was sleeping soundly.

Sun Lingtong looked at him for a while and thought, "Although this little fellow is smart and knows how to disguise himself, he has only learned the art to a superficial level."

"He has no experience, is unaware of the dangers of the world, and has no real support. He can easily be devoured by the people around him."

Sun Lingtong secretly shook his head, feeling that he couldn't just leave.

"We have to teach him how to see through the treacherous human heart."

…

Sun Lingtong's residence.

Han Ming and the other two were quickly repairing the courtyard, clearing away all traces of the fierce battle that had just taken place.

Inside the main house.

Judge Chacha's eyes emitted a divine light that enveloped Sun Lingtong's soul.

Sun Lingtong's soul closed its eyes tightly, its face was distorted with pain, and its body was shaking violently, but it did not even howl in pain.

"He's a tough nut to crack!" Blind judge Qi Bai praised sincerely upon seeing this.

He whispered something and cast a spell to see the results of the soul search.

A blank! "Huh?" Qi Bai was surprised, "Empty?"

He knew this information.

The Kongkongruye Seal, one of the unique magic weapons of the Bukong Sect, can engrave a heart seal to provide protection for the sect's members.

The Kong Kong Ru Ye Seal can prevent soul searching, thus preventing one's disciples from falling into the hands of the enemy, which would lead to the leakage of sect secrets, classics, etc.

"The Kongkongruye Seal is often used to protect the sect's important secrets. This time I was just looking for information about the young guest, but I was also involved?"

"Isn't this Sun Lingtong an outer sect disciple? How could he guard the Kongkongruye Seal so thoroughly?"

At this time, Han Ming entered the room and asked: "Master Qi, I wonder if you can find out any news about the young guest?"

Qi Bai snorted coldly: "This matter is a bit troublesome. No wonder Sun Lingtong was so confident and fearless before."

"However, if it were an ordinary fellow disciple, he would be helpless in doing anything about it."

"It's his bad luck to meet me, the blind judge!"

"Give me one more day and I'll give you the answer."

Qi Bai waved his hands, looking displeased.

Han Ming quickly lowered his head, tactfully left the house, and closed the door respectfully.

(End of this chapter)