Ling Ran arrived home before dark. His legs felt weak when he got out of the car. The boss drove like he was flying a plane. He would never ride in the boss's car again.
"Drive the car to the food station."
"yes."
Seeing his wife intact and his beloved nephew, Ling Ran felt relieved. "Wife."
Zhou Xiang looked at the red streaks in his eyes and asked, "Didn't you sleep last night?"
"You haven't slept either." Although the redness in his wife's eyes was faint, it still didn't escape his sight.
Only then did the Zhou family realize that Zhou Xiang had not rested last night and had even kept her chatting about nonsense for the entire afternoon.
Professor Chu waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and have dinner. Everyone should go to bed early. If you have anything, we can talk about it tomorrow."
After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms. Zhou Yu, who was full of questions, was dragged away by his lover.
Zhou Yan was hugged tightly by his father, and he also hugged his father's neck tightly. It had been the whole afternoon, and his father still didn't believe that he had returned. He had to comfort his father well, so he couldn't listen to what his aunt and uncle were discussing.
The three babies wanted to sleep with their parents, but their grandmother stopped them and said that her grandmother would sleep on the floor in their room to keep them company. They had no choice but to go back to their room obediently so as not to disappoint their grandmother.
As soon as he closed the door, Ling Ran hugged his wife and said, "I'm glad you're okay. I never thought he would kidnap Yan'er to threaten you."
"Hurry up and take a shower. Let's talk in bed."
After hearing the hint, Ling Ran was so excited that he took a quick shower. Then, when his wife forced him to put on pajamas, stuffed pillows into the quilt, and pulled him into the space, he realized that he had misunderstood his wife's hint.
Zhou wanted to tell his lover everything that happened today, how he fooled the children who followed him to pick up Brother Yan'er, how he fooled the teacher, and how he discussed with his nephew the fate of that cousin.
Ling Ran thought for a moment and said, "It's better to have a crippled brain than a crippled limb. Then wash away his internal energy and return it to the Kong family. There's no need for you to support this idler."
"Good! Your idea is good! Return it to the Kong family. I didn't cripple him, and I can still use my uncle's affairs to confront the old patriarch of the Kong family."
Ling Ran rubbed his wife's head. "You! Patriarch Kong is actually a pretty fair man, but he's too soft-hearted towards his clansmen. He's turned them into ungrateful wolves. Aside from Kong Qianchen, there's no other relative who stands by him."
"His wrist is not strong enough, so he still needs my help."
"Let's put that aside for now. Do you have brain damage from drugs?"
Zhou Xiang shook his head, "No!"
"Well, didn't that great-uncle once say that memories can be erased?"
"It's not in the ancient book I have. How about asking Kong Xianxian to do it?"
"If you're not afraid of killing her, tell her to do it."
Looking at Kong Xianxian who was still meditating in the thatched hut, Zhou wanted to give up the idea of letting the Kong family kill each other, "Then what do you say we should do?"
"Try using your mental power. You are the master here anyway. I believe it will be easier to disrupt his memory than to erase it."
"What if he plays dumb?"
"Observe here first. Disturb him a few times and make him too stupid to even eat. I think that will be enough. Don't let him find this place. If he is cured, he will at most suspect your ring master. Without force, he won't be able to rob. You can also ask the Kong family to keep a good eye on him."
"Okay! I'll listen to you and give it a try."
Pulling Ling Ran, he teleported to the depths of the grassland, near the edge.
When Dahuang saw his owner coming, he wagged his tail excitedly and whimpered.
Zhou Xiang waved his hand, indicating that it could leave with its descendants.
After the dogs left, Zhou Xiang wrapped the area around the three people with fog, and then he released the fog from his cousin's great-uncle.
My new medicine is so effective. The person who used to faint after three bowls of medicine this time fainted after just one large packet, and he hasn't woken up yet.
It’s just right that he’s not awake yet, so I can just get started. There’s no need to talk nonsense with him.
Thinking about how to use mental power in those immortal cultivation novels, and then looking at my own mental power which is always in the form of mist, how can I turn it into a needle or thread?
While Zhou Xiang was considering and hesitating, the person lying on the ground opened his eyes. Ling Ran immediately sprinkled the medicine powder, but it was too late.
The uncle looked at the two people lying on the ground and laughed, "Zhou Xiang, where is your vigilance? Even Ling Ran..."
A small ball of mist was stuffed into the arrogant man's mouth, and half a bowl of medicine powder poured over his head. The new owner fell to the ground in disbelief.
A paper bag stayed in front of Zhou Xiang's nose for a few seconds, then floated in front of Ling Ran's nose.
This scene left the uncle lying on the ground stunned. He wanted to ask Zhou Xiang how she did it. Wasn't she just an ordinary person? But the mist in his mouth prevented him from speaking.
No, what is this fog? Where did it come from? Why is it following Zhou Xiang's orders?
Zhou Xiang ignored his uncle's facial expression and said to Ling Ran, "Dismantle his limbs, remove everything on his hands, and search his body."
Even after his limbs were removed, there was no panic or pain on his uncle's face. Zhou Xiang felt that this man was either extremely perverted or he was no longer aware of pain.
Now that he was awake, Zhou Xiang decided to ask two questions. "How did you know the reason for the loss of life force? Kong Xianxian said that she came to the country to look for Yu Yishi and only then found the hijackers. Why did you attack Guan County during your retreat over thirty years ago?"
The uncle blinked, and Zhou wanted to pull the fog out of his mouth and sprinkle some antidote on him. "Speak!"
The uncle grinned and said, "Haha, beg me! Beg me and I'll tell you."
Zhou Xiang stuffed the mist back into his mouth. "If you like to take secrets with you to hell, then go ahead and take them with you! It doesn't matter whether I know it or not. It can't change the facts."
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