Chapter 893 Long Blessed Ancestor (9)
"Stop!"
Aowu trotted over and stood in front of him again.
I originally wanted to be polite, but now it seems there is no need to be polite at all.
He cleared his voice and was about to speak, but suddenly he felt that his speaking posture of raising his head while the other person lowered his head was really not in line with his status as an elder.
There was nothing I could do, so I stepped directly on the steps next to the wall, using the 30 centimeters of steps to finally look down at Zhou Shisi.
Zhou Shi was carrying his bag and raised his eyes to look at Aowu. His face was completely exposed under the hat. His pale skin, which had not been exposed to the sun for many years, made the gray under his eyes look even clearer.
He looks very haggard and decadent. His delicate and beautiful facial features can firmly attract people's attention even in a dark environment. His messy thick black hair has not been taken care of for a long time, so it hangs casually in front of his eyes, slightly blocking it. Look at his long, narrow and upturned phoenix eyes, which are clear in black and white, shining with wanton and arrogant light. Because he stayed up late for a long time, the ends of his eyes are slightly red, and his long eyelashes are brushed in the blink of an eye, showing his superior appearance in every way.
Aowu stared at his face. I don't know why, but I always thought he looked familiar.
In addition to the eyes, this nose, this mouth, and this chin.
Why does it look a bit like the one in the Nine Heavens?
There was no way, Aowu was too impressed by that person's appearance, shrouded in dazzling golden light, as perfect as a carefully carved sculpture.
How is that possible!
He shook his head to get rid of all the irrelevant thoughts. He looked at the wild and unruly troublemaker in front of him. Seeing that he was still interested in him, he took the time to introduce himself.
"My surname is Ao, you can call me Uncle Ao."
"Pfft."
Zhou Si smiled very arrogantly.
Aowu tries hard to control his emotions and not argue with a child who is only in his twenties. He must be over a thousand years old, so be patient.
"Maybe you can't tell, but I'm old enough to be your uncle. One last introduction, I'm your mother's friend, a close friend. She asked me to come to you and help her take care of you."
"My mother?"
Zhou Shi pointed at himself, and when he spat out the word "Mom", there was an unspeakable sense of disobedience and stiffness.
"Yes, your mother, my friend." "My mother died long ago."
“Bah bah bah!!”
Aowu wanted to beat him again.
"Your mother was in pain for fourteen hours before you were born. How could you curse your mother like this?"
"So my name is Zhou Shishi? When she lost me, why did she bother her to carve her name on me?"
When I heard Aowu, my face was full of curiosity.
"Is it carved on you? Where?"
Zhou Si lost his patience and simply shook his head and continued walking. After scoffing, his steps were still long and he walked with an unruly air.
Aowu jumped down from the steps and chased after him.
"Whether you believe it or not, I will live with you from now on. Where is your home?"
"Go away."
Zhou Shi mercilessly threw his bag at Aowu's face.
"As rude as your mother."
Aowu has a good temper. This kid is better than Zhou Ye. At least it won't hurt too much when he moves his hands.
He followed him all the way through this bustling street, and finally turned around behind a dilapidated shopping mall and walked into a dark, secluded and dilapidated old community.
This community looks like it has been built for at least thirty years, and even the wall coverings are almost peeling off.
(End of chapter)