Chen Zitong, what’s wrong with you? How can you think like this?

Chen Zitong covered his face in embarrassment, and after a long time he looked at Cao Ning with embarrassment.

"Oh, that's it... But, would an old acquaintance also forget his name?"

"Well, that, that's not important!"

Cao Ning smiled and waved his hand: "Just tell me who he is!"

"oh!"

Chen Zitong blushed and lowered his head, as shy as a newly married young daughter-in-law.

"My ancestor's name is Xu Lai. He is two hundred and fifty years old this year. He is the ferryman of the Qiliang Mountains and inherits the responsibilities of the underworld."

"Xu Lai? Qingfeng Xu Lai, that Xu Lai?"

Cao Ning immediately remembered it when he heard the name.

This old man had been to his house before. In order to trick the old man into drinking wine, he even used dog feces as candy to trick him into stealing the wine.

Although I can't remember the name of this bad old man, I remember his catchphrase most clearly.

"My name is Xu Lai, Qingfeng Xu Lai!"

This mantra has been lingering in Cao Ning's mind for more than ten years.

When enemies meet, they must be extremely jealous.

"Why, do you know my master?" Chen Zitong asked doubtfully.
Chapter completed!