Under One Person: Let me beat up the Heavenly Master? You have to pay extra!

The old man was very happy.

Deng Youcai explained to Lu Lingfeng that there were not only the five types of immortals, Hu, Huang, Bai, Liu, and Hui, on the mountain.

After all, it was not only these five animals that could obtain Qi and practice.

It was only because the way these animals practiced was closely related to the lineage of the horse that they were quite famous in the world of extraordinary people.

The practice of animals like tigers after obtaining Qi was not the way humans worshipped, so naturally they were not well-known.

More than ten minutes after the two left the big tiger's territory, they saw a few houses in the depths of the forest from a distance.

Deng Youcai pointed to the house and introduced: "That is the residence we built for the immortals."

Becoming a human sacrifice is also good, at least you can get the support of humans in this deep forest.

The two walked to the door of this courtyard. Deng Youcai was about to knock on the door when he heard a crisp mechanical sound from inside:

"Welcome to King of Pesticides."

Lu Lingfeng and Deng Youcai looked at each other, with a hint of embarrassment on their faces.

Lu Lingfeng smiled awkwardly, "Your facilities here are quite complete, and you can even get the Internet."

It is estimated that the Chu Ma lineage has spent a lot of effort to get the Internet in this deep forest.

Deng Youcai also smiled awkwardly, "There is no way, the times are progressing, and we have to find some fun for the immortals."

After saying this, he knocked on the door of the courtyard and pushed it open directly.

It is estimated that the people inside now have no time to open the door for them.

After pushing open the courtyard door, I saw a middle-aged man sitting in a rocking chair in the middle of the courtyard, playing King of Glory.

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, Deng Youcai breathed a sigh of relief, "It's you, Uncle Zheng."

Fortunately, it wasn't those immortals playing, otherwise Lu Lingfeng would have laughed at him.

He knew that the immortals on the mountain would play this online game when they were bored, and not only were they bad at technology, but they also completely ignored their image when playing.

When Uncle Zheng heard that it was Deng Youcai's voice, he responded without raising his head: "Little talent, what's the matter with you going up the mountain at this time?"

As he was talking, the game in his hand seemed to start a team battle, and he was concentrating on dealing with it: "No matter what, wait until your uncle finishes the game."

Deng Youcai was about to say that a guest had come, but was pulled by Lu Lingfeng, indicating that he was not in a hurry and could wait for a while.

The game lasted for about five minutes, and the screams of animals came from the room behind him again.

Then Lu Lingfeng saw a weasel, who actually jumped out of the window holding a mobile phone.

"Xiao Mingzheng, I'm so angry. Our teammate actually dared to scold me. You scold him back for me."

Lu Lingfeng leaned behind Lu Mingzheng's mobile phone and saw that there were indeed insults from teammates in the dialog box:

"AD, with your poor operation, it's hard for me to imagine that the person in front of the mobile phone screen is a human."

"Sprinkle some rice on the screen, and the chickens will play better than you."

It has to be said that what this teammate said was not wrong at all. The person on the other side of the screen was indeed not a human, but a weasel.

Lying on the rocking chair, Lu Mingzheng said disapprovingly: "It's okay, Xiao Huang, you are still very important. Without you, they can't play this game."

The weasel seemed to have not heard the implication of Lu Mingzheng's words and continued to play with the mobile phone.

After about 10 minutes, the two people lost the game as expected.

Lu Mingzheng sighed. How could he win with such a weird teammate like a weasel?

After finishing the game and putting down his phone, he remembered that Deng Youcai had come, and turned to look at Deng Youcai.

At a glance, Deng Youcai brought someone with him, and he said embarrassedly: "Youcai, why didn't you tell me earlier that there was a guest?"

But when he saw Lu Lingfeng's appearance clearly, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

Is this his son?

Lu Mingzheng was so excited that he couldn't speak for a while, and walked straight towards Lu Lingfeng, stretching out his arms to hug him.

Lu Lingfeng dodged Lu Mingzheng's hug at this time, walked to the rocking chair, pulled the rocking chair to his side, and then lay down.

So the situation on the field became Lu Lingfeng lying on the rocking chair, and Lu Mingzheng and Deng Youcai stood there like elementary school students.

Lu Mingzheng was more embarrassed, just like a child who was just pulled out of the Internet cafe by his parents.

As for the weasel, he was still holding his phone and arguing fiercely with his teammates just now.

Lu Lingfeng lay in the rocking chair with a playful smile, "Old Lu, I heard you have an important mission on this mountain, can't you leave?"

Lu Mingzheng smiled awkwardly,

"Son, I am..."

Deng Youcai, who was standing by, jumped up as if he had discovered a new world, "Uncle Zheng, are you Brother Lu's father?"

Lu Mingzheng wanted to accept this identity with a proud look on his face, but was stared at by Lu Lingfeng and could not speak.

He really deserved the identity of a father.

Lu Lingfeng smiled, "Old Lu, I won't take advantage of you. From now on, I will call you Old Lu and you will call me Little Lu. No one will suffer."

Lu Mingzheng showed a hint of disappointment on his face, but soon he laughed.

This smile was also considered as tacit acceptance of this result.

Deng Youcai felt very strange on the side. Looking at this situation, those who didn't know would think that Lu Lingfeng was the father and Lu Mingzheng was the son.

But he couldn't continue to eat melons, because he was kicked out of the yard by Lu Mingzheng.

Seeing Deng Youcai leaving the yard, Lu Lingfeng asked with interest: "You have been in the Northeast all these years?"

"What have you been doing? You haven't been "fighting side by side" with this weasel?"

Lu Lingfeng couldn't believe that his father would hide and play with his mobile phone all these years without being transferred.

Perhaps this is another form of sleeping on straw and tasting gall?

Before convicting someone, Lu Lingfeng is still used to asking clearly.

Lu Mingzheng's expression was a bit complicated. After a long silence, he bowed to Lu Lingfeng first.

It seemed that he wanted to apologize for not being able to take care of Lu Lingfeng for so many years.

Lu Lingfeng gently raised his right hand, and a stream of Qi straightened Lu Mingzheng's body, "I don't want to hear those sour words, just tell me the plan."

As a father, Lu Mingzheng may have done something wrong to Lu Lingfeng, but that was all about his previous life and had nothing to do with the current Lu Lingfeng.

Lu Mingzheng adjusted his mood and said, "My purpose is very simple, that is to avenge the Zheng family, blood debts must be paid with blood!"

"My strength alone is definitely not enough, so I need to rely on the power of the Northeast Chu Ma lineage."

"But if I want them to help me wholeheartedly, I must first become one of them."

Lu Mingzheng talked about a lot of his plans over the years in one breath.

Originally, he didn't want to tell his son about these things, wanting to keep his son away from these hatreds.

Unfortunately, fate makes people, but God makes Lu Lingfeng so outstanding.

Is the great cause of revenge going to rely on Lu Lingfeng's generation?

Lu Mingzheng's face was extremely complicated. If he could choose, he still hoped that Lu Lingfeng could be an ordinary person in peace.

Lu Lingfeng asked with a look of incomprehension: "Does it mean that if you play a few games of King of Glory with them, you will become one of the Chu Ma lineage?"

Lu Mingzheng's words obviously avoided some key points.