Tianshi Fubao is three and a half years old, spoiled by the tyrant father

Chapter 120 Finally Don't Need To Be Blind
A gust of cold wind suddenly blew, and Gu Zhaozhao shrank his neck, inexplicably full of strong curiosity about this place.

"Fifth brother, why don't we go in and have a look."

Two little guys stood in front of the gate, their little hands just touched the cold wooden door.

"Meow~" The sudden meow made Gu Zhaozhao's little hands tremble in fright.

"There are cats!" She hurriedly looked around.

After looking up for a long time, I finally saw the big cat sitting upright on the branch of the big tree protruding from the wall.

The cat's dark fur was shining brightly in the sun, and it was tilting its head at the moment, staring motionlessly at the two people below with its big bright yellow eyes.

Gu Jinghan tugged at Gu Zhaozhao's hand excitedly, "I've seen it, it was here the last time I came here."

After that, he began to wave vigorously at the cat, "Xiao Hei, come here, Xiao Hei!"

But the cat always sat motionless, and even looked at Gu Jinghan with a bit of disdain in his eyes.

Gu Zhaozhao patted Gu Jinghan on the shoulder who was still waving, "Fifth Brother, stop shouting, it's not called Xiao Hei, and it doesn't want to talk to you."

Gu Jinghan froze, "How do you know?"

Gu Zhaozhao scratched his face, Nuoxuo shook his head, "Actually, I don't know, but I just feel it."

The cat jumped from the branch to the wall.

With graceful steps, it walked towards the two of them step by step.

It's just that those eyes did not leave Gu Zhaozhao for a moment.

"Meow~"

Suddenly there was another soft cry.

The cat seemed to be saying something, but unfortunately the two of them couldn't understand it.

The cold wind continued to blow, shaking the branches of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and the last few dead leaves also went with the wind.

Gu Zhaozhao sniffed hard, and bursts of sweet smell rushed into his nasal cavity.

"Fifth brother, it smells so good, it's sweet-scented osmanthus."

Gu Jinghan looked at the branches and felt a little disappointed, "But the sweet-scented osmanthus has all fallen."

Gu Zhaozhao pinched his nose vigorously with his little hand, "But Zhaozhao really smelled it, it smells so good."

Gu Jinghan turned his head abruptly, with doubts in his eyes, "Really?"

Are there still flowers in the yard that haven't faded?

Little Naituan nodded sharply, "Really."

Gu Jinghan suddenly became excited.

He grabbed Gu Zhaozhao's hand, "Go, go in and have a look."

Just as the two little guys were about to push the door, they heard hurried footsteps behind them.

"Your Highness Fifth, Princess, why did you come here!"

Looking back, it was Nanny Li from the Compassionate Ning Palace.

Nanny Li cautiously raised her head and glanced at the door plaque, then, as if she was afraid of something, she pulled the two little people away with one hand in each hand.

"Didn't the Queen Mother tell you that this place is absolutely not allowed to come, Your Highness Fifth, you can't run around with the princess. If the Queen Mother finds out, she will definitely blame her."

Her hands were strong, her steps were hasty, and she almost left as if fleeing.

Gu Jinghan pouted unhappily, "What's the matter, we just came here to look at the flowers and nothing else."

Nanny Li walked swiftly, she only wanted to leave.

"If you want to see flowers, go to the Imperial Garden in the coming year. There are plenty of them there, so why come here?"

"But..." Gu Zhaozhao looked back at the half-opened wooden door and the mottled red wall.

The branches are still there, but the cat has disappeared.

Nanny Li looked back, and just one glance made her feel cold all over.

She moved her legs faster, "Don't worry about it, princess, I will definitely not come here again in the future."

Since the people who lived here died, they were often said to be haunted.

In addition, His Majesty has a decree that no one is allowed to enter, so this place has become a forbidden area in the palace.

After sending Gu Zhaozhao all the way back to Ningluxuan, Nanny Li took Gu Jinghan back to the Palace of Compassion.

The little milk ball who rested for a while was a little bored, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind.

"Anyway, I have nothing to do, so let's teach Uncle Yimei."

She was half lying on the big desk, holding a brush in her hand, and was concentrating on writing something.

"Thunder and Fire Curse to fight ghosts, the formula is... the curse of rebirth, the formula is... the formula for calculating is..."

The fleshy face was flushed, and there was still a trace of ink on the small nose.

She wants to write down everything she knows and give it to Uncle Yimei.

In this way, Uncle Yimei won't be bullied by Guigui in the future.

At least he is now an imperial celestial master, it would be embarrassing if he doesn't know anything.

"Let's also write in Zhaozhao's method when he was studying."

In the past, in order to be lazy, she studied many ways to quickly memorize the formulas.

Still quite useful.

Maybe it was written too seriously, but Gu Zhaozhao didn't notice that the red marrow placed behind him was flashing a faint light at this moment.

In the Zhaoxia Palace, Xun Qianmian took off her head full of pearls and emeralds, leaving her long hair loose.

She sat cross-legged in front of huge black porcelain altars, closing her eyes and muttering non-stop.

In front of the altar is a bronze mirror, which flickers with strange light, appearing flickering in the dark room.

A strong wind blew past, lifted the lid on the porcelain altar, and Xun Qian slowly opened his eyes.

A red light flashed across that gray-white pupil, "What is she writing?"

Xun Qianmian closed her eyes again, chanting the spell faster.

It's just that the pale face was covered with sweat.

Although she suffered backlash and was injured in the Compassionate Ning Palace, it is not suitable to use the Xuan Ning Technique at this time.

But she doesn't have much time anymore, she must deal with Gu Zhaozhao and Gu Rongzhan as soon as possible.

She wants revenge, and then returns to her hometown to regroup.

Her witch clan is the overlord of this world.

Xun Qianmian only felt the qi and blood surging in her chest, and she could only see Gu Zhaozhao writing something with his back to the red pulp.

But she couldn't see what it was.

She was impatient, but for a moment of distraction, a mouthful of blood spewed out.

The jar in front of him began to shake, as if a ferocious monster was hidden inside.

Xun Qianmian fell to the ground, "What the hell are you writing!"

Now she has reached the point where everything is in danger, and she feels that everything about Gu Zhaozhao is related to herself.

In her heart, that little girl was someone who had the same thoughts as her.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" The door was pushed open.

The new little maid appeared by the door with a concerned face.

After seeing everything in the room, her pupils dilated and she froze in place.

Xun Qianmian raised her head slowly, with a terrifying smile on the corner of her blood-stained mouth, "It's just in time."

She lifted her foot and kicked over the porcelain altar next to it, and in an instant, countless black bugs crawled out of it.

The bug seemed to be summoned by some kind of call, and rushed towards the maid.

"Ah~" After a scream, the maid disappeared, leaving only the surging bug group.

Xun Qianmian's face seemed to have regained a little color.

She sat up straight and let out a long breath, "I want to go home!"

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Yimei sat in the refurbished Buddhist hall, holding a large stack of papers that Gu Zhaozhao gave her, her moved eyes were moist,
"Master, this... is this really what you wrote to me?"

Little Naituan raised her face proudly, "Yeah, it's all written by Zhaozhao himself, please take a look, Uncle Yimei."

His hands were trembling with excitement.

He has seen the master's ability before, and these are all her true inheritance.

With this cheat book in the future, he finally doesn't have to be blind.

He can also become a real celestial master.

Before it could be opened, the door was suddenly pushed open, "One-eyed Daoist."

Gu Jinglan strode in.

(End of this chapter)