Slaying Gods: I cultivate the Heaven-Covering Technique in Slaying Gods.

Chapter 67 Watching the Lotus Lantern in Front of Erlang Shen

Seeing the thermal underwear Wang Teng took out, Auntie fell silent for a moment.

This gift is rather special!

Lin Qiye and Yang Jin both looked at Wang Teng with gratitude.

"Xiao Wang, this dress looks quite expensive, you should take it back."

Wang Teng said casually, "Auntie, it can't be returned. When Qi Ye and I bought it, we threw away the tags. Don't worry, after Qi Ye and I joined the army, we received a lot of subsidies. I lost both my parents when I was young and have no idea where to spend my savings. You are Qi Ye's elder, so you are also my elder. You must accept this."

Aunt looked at Lin Qiye with some difficulty.

Lin Qiye nodded: "It's alright, Auntie, please accept this gift. I'll just pick out something else for Wang Teng as a return gift later."

The aunt awkwardly accepted the thermal underwear from Wang Teng's hand.

My cousin Yang Jin suddenly looked at my aunt and said, "Mom, why don't you go back to your room and try it on first? See if it fits. If it doesn't, you can exchange it."

Lin Qiye nodded in agreement.

Auntie thought for a moment and said, "Okay then, Wang Teng, you guys watch TV, I'll go try on the clothes."

Wang Teng casually picked up the remote control and started searching for programs.

A short while later, the TV began playing the drama series "The Lotus Lantern".

Wang Teng, Lin Qiye, Yang Jin, and Xiao Hei Lai watched the plot unfold, and for some reason, Lin Qiye suddenly felt a chill in the air.

At this moment,

Wang Teng suddenly slapped his thigh: "That Yang Jian, he's a real scoundrel!"

Upon hearing this, the little black toad immediately turned to look at Wang Teng.

Wang Teng chuckled and picked up Little Black Toad: "Little Black Toad, is that what you think too? The Third Holy Mother and Liu Yanchang are in a free love relationship, why should Yang Jian interfere?"

Lin Qiye suddenly felt even colder.

"Old Wang, don't talk nonsense. Yang Jian is the Third Holy Mother's own brother. If you knew your sister was harassed by some blond-haired bastard, you'd be ready to fight him to the death. Looking at it this way, Yang Jian isn't so bad after all! By the way, don't you feel a bit cold in the room?"

"Are you cold? I don't feel anything! Cousin Yang Jin, are you cold?"

"not cold!"

Although Yang Jin only said two words, Wang Teng could clearly feel the chill in his words.

When Wang Teng saw Chenxiang being chased by Erlang Shen, he slapped his thigh again.

"Oh, this little Chenxiang is so stupid, I'm worried about him."

Lin Qiye asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Look at him, he can't beat Yang Jian no matter what he does. But I have a move that can knock Yang Jian down in one fell swoop!"

"What trick?"

Wang Teng said confidently, "If I were Chen Xiang, I would get a haircut right in the first month of the lunar calendar. There's a saying where I'm from, shaving your head in the first month of the lunar calendar will bring bad luck to your uncle!"

Yang Jin gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Teng: "You..."

Just then, Aunt came out: "I've tried the clothes on, and they fit perfectly. Thank you, Xiao Wang."

As soon as his aunt came out, Yang Jin's expression immediately softened.

Wang Teng ruffled Yang Jin's hair, then asked with concern, "By the way, Auntie, have you finished the test papers I gave to my cousin?"

No, not yet.

Wang Teng looked at his aunt with a pained expression: "Auntie, you can't spoil your cousin like this. Parents plan far ahead for their children! I've been here for so long since my last visit, how come my cousin hasn't even finished a few books? Cousin, you also need to reflect on whether you've been working as hard as you have lately!"

"Auntie, when I came this time, I pre-ordered the national edition of 'Ten Years of Middle School Entrance Exams, Five Years of Simulation' for my cousin online. You have to be firm and make sure Yang Jin gets into a good university. Qi Ye and I joined the army before graduating from high school; in society, that's considered illiterate! Auntie, you have to work hard so that our family can have a college graduate!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiye was horrified to discover that solid black smoke was emanating from Yang Jin's head.

Auntie excitedly grasped Wang Teng's hand: "Wang Teng, you're right. I will definitely keep a close eye on Jin'er and make sure he studies hard so he can get into a good university. Jin'er, come on, let's go back to our room and do our homework. Qi Ye, you play with your classmates for a bit. By the way, Qi Ye, where is your boyfriend... your comrade-in-arms staying tonight?"

Before Lin Qiye could finish speaking, Wang Teng interrupted, "Auntie, you don't need to worry about me. Qiye and I will stay together. We'll share a room in the military camp."

"Alright, alright! Qiye, you guys have fun, Jin'er and I will go back to our room first."

Auntie stumbled and almost fell, but she pulled Yang Jin along and walked even faster.

Back in the room, Auntie sighed softly, "Oh, what a fine child, why is he a boy!"

Yang Jin suddenly looked up: "Mom, I don't like this guy named Wang Teng!"

"Hmph, shut up. Your brother-in-law is right. You haven't been working hard lately. That's why you haven't finished the test questions for seven books in three months. Jin'er, I will continue to keep an eye on you and try to cultivate you into the most cultured person in our family."

With a bitter and resentful expression, Yang Jin opened his previous "Five Years of College Entrance Examination, Ten Years of Simulation" book and began to scribble furiously with his pen, as if he were scratching someone's face.

In Lin Qiye's room,

Wang Teng jumped onto the bed, took off his clothes, and crawled into the covers.

Lin Qiye was furious: "Old Wang, you are despicable and shameless!"

Wang Teng laughed loudly and said, "That's part of the strength too. If you're so capable, why don't you lie in bed yourself!"

"you……"

Lin Qiye pointed at Wang Teng resentfully, then helplessly set up his makeshift bed on the floor again.

In the darkness,

Lin Qiye suddenly asked, "Old Wang, why are you so good to me?"

Wang Teng shifted his sleeping position somewhat uncomfortably.

"Why are you suddenly so sentimental? It's making me quite uncomfortable. At first, I thought you were interesting. After all, we're both high school students. It's natural to be curious to suddenly encounter someone cosplaying as Lee Sin on their way to school. And you even though your bladder was about to burst, you stubbornly insisted that you didn't want to go to the bathroom."

"And then, look at you, you unlucky bastard, how would you survive if I weren't there to help you?"

"You're the unlucky one!"

Wang Teng sat up abruptly and began counting on his fingers, saying, "Come on, let's talk about the masked man from No. 2 Middle School, the Nanda snake demon, then the special team you joined in training camp—the Masked Ones, and this missile attack, the Church of the Ancient Gods..."

"Get out! Get out of here! You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth!"

Lin Qiye cursed under his breath, but his eyes showed a look of gratitude. He changed his position and fell into a deep sleep.

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