Unlimited Cultivation Players

Chapter 454 Non-Existing History
Retirement is a time-consuming thing.

Jiu Yuanzi swallowed the Pangu lung directly without any psychological burden, and then began a long process of absorption and fusion.

She tried to make Pangu's lungs her own, and if she succeeded, she would be able to produce her own immortal energy, who made Pangu a bull.

Five days passed like this.

Yuexia looked up out of the window, and there was already a long table covered with white tablecloths, colorful balloons, and a banner saying congratulations to the master for leaving the customs on the lawn.

Various dessert drinks and other foods have been redone for the fifth time.

However, the master is not out yet.

Fortunately, the food was not wasted. If Jiu Yuanzi didn't leave the customs that night, they would send the things to the Three Realms Cultural Center, put them in the private workshop of the Shangchao, and sell them under the name of Yuanzi's maid's handicrafts.

Sales are said to be good.

It's just that I have been complained twice, saying that this is playing around the corner and unfair competition.

It's ridiculous, Bobo shakes hands next door to make milk tea, why hasn't he been complained about, in fact, it was their family who reported it.

It's not for making money, it's just that I don't want to waste food, so I don't have time to argue with milk tea shops.

The most important thing is for the master to exit the customs smoothly.

At this time, a maid brought over the wireless landline on a plate, "General Affairs, President Ning is calling and wants to find the master."

Yuexia picked up the phone, and with a polite tone, told him that the master was in retreat and told him not to see anyone for the time being.

Jiu Yuanzi is practicing in retreat?

When Mr. Ning heard this, he was very surprised. She can also practice?

No, if she didn't practice, how could she be so prosperous.

But Jiu Yuanzi gives people the illusion that he only eats, drinks, and has fun, and never practice hard, and he doesn't know what is going on with this magical feeling.

President Ning hung up the phone, looked up at the villa in front of him, and pushed his nephew, "Okay, you go in."

"... Uncle, I want to get my hair cut on February [-]nd." Zhou Zhao looked up at him and said.

When did the idol uncle actually want to sneak into other people's homes while they were not at home, and it was also the home of that perverted bad woman.

Mr. Ning said calmly: "Don't worry, there is no danger here. The peach tree that would hit you has been moved away, so it's safe."

Didn't you come here often?

What happened today? If you don’t want to go, I’ll tell your mother about putting caterpillars in the teacher’s makeup bag and scaring him to tears. "

Zhou Zhao raised his head full of resentment, staring at his indifferent uncle.

Then he raised his hand, tiptoed the door card that had been forcibly stuffed into his hand a long time ago, and swiped it on the door.

"Beep." There was a sound on the door control, and the door can be entered.

He returned the access control jam to Mr. Ning, and said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle, how do you know that there is no danger here, and there are keys to other people's houses. Don't you sell the house without handing over the keys?"

President Ning took the access control card and patted him on the head, "Because I didn't install those dangerous things, and this used to be my home, so of course I know if it's safe or not, and the key was also given to me by the owner.

All right, you play in the yard, don't go into the house. "

He didn't tell the truth, the key was indeed given by Jiu Yuanzi, but it was for the teleportation array.

Zhou Zhao looked at him worriedly, hesitant to speak, "Uncle, I..."

"Okay, why worry about me, let's play." Mr. Ning said, wanting to laugh in his heart, a child is a child.

"No, I just want to think that in the future I don't want to do business anymore, and I want to take the public examination to serve the people. Will the stain of my uncle's imprisonment affect my future?" Zhou Zhao said melancholy.

President Ning stared at him, wanting to kick him out.

He then threatened: "The test paper you threw in the trash can yesterday was picked up by Aunt Lin and given to me. It only scored 21 points. My sister doesn't seem to know it yet."

what!Aunt Lin is good and bad.

Zhou Zhao hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Uncle, please come in. If a CEO like us enters a woman's house, it's not considered illegal. It's a surprise from heaven."

Boss Ning finally got angry and glared at him fiercely. His junior didn't care if he gave face or not.

Zhou Zhao smiled embarrassingly and said, "It's always played like this on TV."

"Don't follow Xiaoxiaosheng to see these messy things, and wait for me in the yard. I didn't take some personal items, I just came to pick up my own things." Boss Ning scolded him a few times, then threw him into the house.

Jiu Yuanzi wasn't there, so naturally the false brother wasn't there, and there was no one in the room.

She was extremely relieved, she was not afraid of someone coming to borrow the teleportation array, and she did not expect that such a high-end villa area would have bad people coming in.

The last one who broke in was Linghu Baoguo, and his fate was not very good.

Mr. Ning first went to the room where he used to live, and searched carefully with spiritual power, but there was nothing left, not even hair.

The cleanliness of the fake brother is still very high.

After looking inside and out, Mr. Ning didn't find anything related to him, so he couldn't say that the cup he bought before was tainted with his own breath.

But it would be reassuring to take a look, so he went downstairs and planned to go back.

When I went downstairs, I saw that Zhou Zhao hadn't been in the yard at all, but had already run in, unwrapped a bag of puffed food and was eating.

When I saw him, I panicked, and the snacks in the bag spilled out and fell on the carpet in front of the sofa.

"..." President Ning looked at him, and he also looked up, with a dull expression on his face.

The child is really annoying. If he didn't want to use him as an excuse, saying that he broke in to catch him out, he wouldn't want to bring him here at all.

Resisting the urge to scold him, Mr. Ning said, "Go to the utility room and take out the vacuum cleaner. You have to clean the place you dirty yourself."

It is impossible for him to clean the floor for Zhou Zhao, not even for his own nephew.

With a bitter face, Zhou Zhao poured the remaining snacks into his mouth, chewed and said, "I don't know where the utility room is."

That's the place the nanny knew about, and he doesn't live here.

President Ning led him to the utility room, opened it, pointed to the vacuum cleaner and said, "This is it, take it and vacuum it up."

Zhou Zhao muttered and dragged the vacuum cleaner out.

Mr. Ning leaned against the door of the utility room, staring at him with his hands folded. He was a little bored. He looked into the utility room from the corner of his eyes and suddenly saw something.

He took a closer look, and found that it was a cookie box wrapped dozens of layers with scotch tape, with words written on it.

After seeing the words and signature on it clearly, Mr. Ning was completely dumbfounded.

My 9-year-old self did this kind of thing back then!

impossible!

How could I keep a fart in an iron box.

But if he didn't do it himself, who would be so boring and use this to blame himself?

It is impossible for a lazy person like Jiu Yuanzi to come to the utility room to get tools to do housework. If he is a fake brother, he can't speak, even if he sees it, he won't recognize it.

"..." Mr. Ning couldn't figure it out, and then the facts were placed in front of him again, and he couldn't allow him to refute.

At this moment, the sound of the vacuum cleaner stopped.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he put the iron box into the space spirit, and then stood calmly at the door pretending nothing happened.

"Uncle, I'm done vacuuming." Zhou Zhao dragged the vacuum cleaner back, and after doing so little, he felt tired.

Mr. Ning reached out to take the vacuum cleaner, set it up for him, and closed the door of the utility room.

"Let's go, I have to go back to work." Holding Zhou Zhao's collar, he pushed him out of Jiu Yuanzi's house quickly.

After sending the child back to his father, he drove away.

Lao Ning still wanted to have dinner with his son. Seeing his grandson coming in alone, his son drove away without even saying hello to him, "Your uncle even took you out for a walk today?"

"What, he went to that beauty's house to steal something, and dragged me to watch the wind." Zhou Zhao said with a sharp voice.

Of course, Lao Ning knew who he was talking about. With that kind of beauty, nothing else could be called a beauty.

He asked in shock, "Steal what?"

"Steal your heart." Zhou Zhao didn't know what he was talking about, anyway, that's what it said in the TV series.

After Lao Ning was shocked, he felt that he should take good care of the children's time watching TV and tablets. It might not be good to be so precocious.

Mr. Ning hurried back to the Three Realms Island. Instead of going through the teleportation array of Jiu Yuanzi's house, he went through the company.

Then he went to the basement of the company alone, came to the ultimate incinerator, and asked all the employees to go out.

This is a useless extremely rotten thing he got from the underworld. He specially designed a furnace to corrode and burn the spiritual things.

Because when purchasing spiritual objects, we often encounter things that cannot be sold and violate the regulations.

It's useless to keep it in your hands, and it's easy to be troubled by the alien bureau if you sell it, so it's easier to destroy it directly by building a stove.With ordinary methods, many spirit objects cannot be destroyed.

But in the underworld, there are so many Yin objects that will corrode spiritual objects if they touch them. It is most convenient to use them to make incinerators. As long as they are used well, anything can come in handy.

Mr. Ning took out the iron box and threw it into the incinerator with a blank expression, watching it being swallowed up by the black and blue dark substance blessed with spiritual power.

He just stood there, willing to leave only after he was sure that everything was completely destroyed.

This kind of black history must be made into a non-existent history.

(End of this chapter)