Chapter 155: An unhealable scar has appeared in the mother-child relationship

Because he was in a public place, Lin Li didn't materialize it.

As a good young man in the new era, Lin Li's mind was naturally full of lewd things.

Heaven is above, if he absorbed other people's erotic thoughts into the bottle, then accumulated them and concentrated them to output to one person, what would happen?

Lin Li smiled evilly.

Looking forward to Bai Bufan becoming like this.

Zhou Baowei would also work.

However, this thing still needs to be refined. Hope it's not difficult. Wait until he gets home to see.

Also, is this magic treasure a good thing in the cultivation world? Whose magic treasure's activation prerequisite is nourishing it with the essence blood of cultivators or spirit beasts?

This is fucking shady, right?

Isn't this a magic treasure that only evil cultivators would use?

Fortunately, it fell into his hands. Lin Li didn't dare to imagine what would happen to this world if this thing fell into the hands of those "good people."

This magic treasure would definitely be destroyed or sealed; it's too regrettable.

With thoughts in mind, Lin Li immediately drove back home, clicked "delivered" on the food delivery order that was more than an hour late, and once again helped the platform work for pay.

The capitalist made a fortune.

Returning to his room, he closed the door. Because his mother would never break in without permission, Lin Li didn't lock it.

Then he materialized the "Bottle of Hidden Emotions and Desires."

A porcelain bottle that was pitch black but crystal clear, not big. Lin Li could almost hold it with one hand. The shape was close to a jade purification bottle, with a slender neck. The bottle height was less than twenty centimeters, and the neck occupied nearly half.

So small, it didn't even qualify as a chamber pot.

"Ding ding ding."

Does it sound good? If it sounds good, it's a good porcelain bottle.

It's worthy of being a magic treasure; it wouldn't even break if used to hammer a table. Don't know what material it actually is.

This neck felt quite comfortable to hold. Perhaps the initial idea of the design was to use it as a hammer. If it's the "Bottle of Hidden Emotions and Desires," perhaps it could beat a hydraulic press.

However, he wouldn't test it; he should still respect the magic treasure.

Lin Li tried to put water in it, but no strange phenomena occurred.

He took a sip, and Lin Li didn't die either.

After testing, the current "Bottle of Hidden Emotions and Desires" was just a super invincible hard porcelain bottle.

Considering that magic treasure recognition usually requires a drop of blood, Lin Li took out the Pingjiang Warrior Medal and prepared to stab himself.

He thought about it and decided against it.

This thing had already stabbed Baowei. What if Baowei had some small diseases like AIDS? Don't pass it to himself.

There was a new way. Lin Li took two paper balls out of his pocket.

"Bottle, do you absorb nosebleed? If you don't want to absorb it, just shake your head. I won't force you." Lin Li asked.

"Bottle of Hidden Emotions and Desires": "..."

It didn't shake its head. It seems it absorbs.

When the red tissue was stuck to the porcelain bottle, it was quickly absorbed. A few seconds later, only a faint light red remained on the paper ball.

Good bottle, not picky about food. Lin Li was very gratified.

But there was no recognition behavior because of this. Was his blood defaulted to the cultivator's blood that it sacrificed?

Refining doesn't rely on blood?

Lin Li had to take out the universal spirit stone, try to guide the spiritual energy to his right hand holding the bottle, and then try to refine it.

The escaping spiritual energy was quickly absorbed by the porcelain bottle, and then a vague connection really began to be established between himself and the bottle.

It seems this is the correct way to refine; blood recognition doesn't apply to it.

More than forty minutes passed, and the two stock spirit stones were exhausted. The connection with the "Bottle of Hidden Emotions and Desires" had been strengthened a lot, but it hadn't reached the critical point where he could use it. It was still a bit short.

Can only wait until tomorrow.

Putting the "Bottle of Hidden Emotions and Desires" back into the 【Warehouse】, the time was approaching five o'clock. He had to go eat and then go to school.

"Mom will take you to school later." When the meal was almost finished, Wu Min said to Lin Li.

"Okay, finally I can experience a little warmth of home in this life, no longer lonely..." Lin Li started to be tragic.

Then his head was knocked by the end of a chopstick.

If the road wasn't blocked, a car was definitely much faster than a bicycle. In less than ten minutes, the school appeared in front of him.

If the school allowed riding electric scooters to school, he would definitely let Mom buy him one.

"If you want to eat the leftovers in the refrigerator tonight or tomorrow, take them out and heat them up. If you don't want to eat them, pour them out." When parking at the school gate, Wu Min said while unlocking the car door.

"Going to work again?" Lin Li asked.

"Yeah, I'll drive directly to Shangang for a business trip later. The next time I come home should be National Day, right? Remember to take care of yourself during this time." Wu Min nodded.

Carrying his schoolbag, Lin Li pushed the door and got out of the car, silent, biting his lower lip with his upper teeth.

Lin Li's silence immediately made Wu Min uncomfortable. She said to Lin Li somewhat awkwardly: "Don't be sad, Li. National Day isn't long away, Mom will be back soon. I don't want to either, I'm also sad, but I just want to earn more money for you..."

"Mom, I'm not sad. I'm so happy and free when you leave." Lin Li reached out his palm to make a pause gesture, interrupting Wu Min's sentimentality.

He was used to being together less and apart more.

If he couldn't take this, Lin Li would have long ago become the King of Depression; he might have been three years old by now.

Wu Min: "?"

This fucking child.

Moved for nothing.

"That's not why I'm silent." Lin Li took a deep breath.

"Then what's wrong?" Wu Min was confused.

"Sister Min, tell me—how am I supposed to go home tonight?" Lin Li turned his head to look in the direction of his home. His gaze was ethereal, tinged with a touch of desolation. Hometown—truly a strange yet familiar term; so near, yet seemingly so far.

"You ride your bike home yourself. You've been home so many times, it's not like you don't know the way." Wu Min answered immediately, even more confused.

"Sister Min, then where is my bike?" Lin Li turned his head back, staring straight at Wu Min, his voice suddenly clear and solid, no longer ethereal: "I thought you were taking me to school today and would pick me up after school tonight."

Wu Min: "..."

Lin Li's bicycle seemed to have gone home a bit earlier than him.

Wu Min wasn't sad anymore, but she was a little embarrassed.

Accelerator, start; engine, roar; little car, hurry up and move.

Fortunately, it's her own son. If he's pitted, he's pitted. Just consider it he deserved it.

"Pay attention to safety when walking home tonight. Boys should also protect themselves when outside."

The car just patted its butt and left in front of Lin Li without a pause. Only Wu Min's words remained in the air.

Wu Min is really a good mother. Before leaving, she treated Lin Li to exhaust fumes. Delicious.

Lin Li looked at the distant car butt and gnashed his teeth.

My mom, she's so irresponsible in doing things.

Only responsible for killing, not for burying. If he had known, he would have ridden his bike over.

On the second-floor corridor, because evening self-study hadn't officially started, the boys gathered here daily, looking at the hazy moon in the sky.

"Zhang Haoyang, you're actually still alive." Lin Li shouted from afar.

"Hello, my name is Wang Haoyang now, and this is my father, Wang Ze. Nice to meet you." Zhang Haoyang said immediately.

Lin Li: "..."

"What's so good about the moon? Today's isn't big or round either." Lin Li came to their side, followed their gaze and looked, then said uninterestingly.

"After all, the moon on the 15th is round on the 16th." Zhou Baowei shrugged and said.

"That moon isn't as awesome as you. Baowei on the 15th is not only round on the 16th, but round for a lifetime." Lin Li gave a thumbs up.

"Fuck!!"

What a vicious curse.

Lin Li walked into the classroom from the back door, limping, and then was shocked to find that Bai Bufan had already arrived at school, but he wasn't mingling with others in the corridor.

"What are you doing, Bufan." Lin Li asked while putting his schoolbag in his seat.

"I... am... studying..." Bai Bufan showed the extracurricular exercise book he bought himself and said with a sinister smile.

Lin Li: "..."

The two looked at each other and were silent for a while.

Lin Li blinked: "Bufan, you didn't prepare for this moment for a long time, did you? And you're looking forward to me being stimulated by you?"

Bai Bufan: "..."

"Bufan, you didn't think that by doing this, I would experience the pain you had during the holiday, did you?"

Bai Bufan: "..."

"Bufan, tell me the truth, did you secretly laugh just now because you imagined me being scared..."

"Stop talking, brother, stop talking, brother. Sorry, I won't do this again." Lin Li's words were more piercing than the last, and he guessed everything right. Bai Bufan was sweating profusely.

"Seeing you study, I only feel gratified."

"Lin Li is too great." Lin Li said so.

"Lin Li, please, let me go. This is the most terrifying Mid-Autumn Festival I've ever had. I don't want to study, I can't take it anymore." Leaning back, covering his face with the exercise book, Bai Bufan wailed with a dragging tone.

"Let you go? Hehe, I will never let you go. It's forever, not because you like to peep at me? Thank you for your peeping..." Lin Li said lightly.

"If you do this again, I'm going to blind my eyes." Bai Bufan closed his eyes in pain.

"That's not necessary." Lin Li shook his head.

"Then..."

"I mean blinding them is useless; I will deliberately flip books by your ear." Lin Li leaned over and whispered.

Bai Bufan: "..."

"Study! Study! I bought this exercise book just to study!" Bai Bufan tried for three minutes, then sighed, "Saying I can't take it anymore on one hand, and having to continue on the other, what's the difference between my life and a movie?"

"First, you can't earn money; second, they say they can't take it anymore, but it's fake, they have fans, you don't; third, they..." Lin Li answered in seconds, and there were many answers.

Bai Bufan: "..."

Fuck.

"Lin Li, you speak so hurtfully, stop talking, I'm really going to commit suicide if you keep talking." Bai Bufan broke down.

"Eh, Bufan, do you know? Suicide is actually a form of self-defense, because you are actually killing the person who wants to kill you. So when you want to commit suicide in the future, change it to 'I'm going to defend myself.' That sounds more positive."

Lin Li immediately said his discovery enthusiastically and persuaded him.

Bai Bufan: "..."

You fucker.

"Lin Li, you speak more and more hurtfully. If you do this again, I'm really going to defend myself... fuck, you call this positive energy? This is fucking yellow, right?" Bai Bufan repeated it, but he was the first to be amused.

"But at least this way, the benefits are great." Lin Li added.

Bai Bufan: "... You even linked it, huh? Lin Li, the person who invented you is truly a genius."

Lin Li sneered, and his face turned cold.

He would absolutely not acknowledge this sentence of Bai Bufan's.

Because a genius would absolutely not only be responsible for killing but not for burying, letting his own son walk home in the middle of the night.

Wu Min! You cold and heartless person! I will never forgive you!!!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 156 =====