"What to talk about?"
Po Meng glanced at the two of them lightly and asked.
"Can you lend me Mao Yongan for two days?"
"I have something to do here."
Zhou Han glanced at Mao Yongan and said.
Mao Yongan, who was sitting on the threshold doing nothing, suddenly stiffened after hearing Zhou Han's words, which was a bit incredible.
There have always been a lot of big guys coming to visit Po Meng, but she was like a little transparent person, and no one paid attention to her.
But today...
Finally someone remembered that there was another person in this room!
The most important thing is that the person who mentioned him was the absolute goddess in his mind back then!
For a moment, Mao Yongan couldn't help but burst into tears.
The feeling of being cared about is such a blessing.
Of course, he wouldn't know what to think if he was so frightened that he ran away in panic at Longhu Mountain, standing in front of him so openly.
"Grandma, I think..."
Thinking about it, Mao Yong'an suddenly stood up, looking very enthusiastic, like a good young man who acted bravely for justice, full of heroism, and patted his chest.
The next second, Mrs. Meng looked over with a faint look.
Mao Yongan's body instantly froze in place, holding back all the ordinary words he said, looking very uncomfortable.
"It's not impossible to borrow."
"But I can't borrow it for nothing, can I? Let's talk about the price?"
Po Meng didn't know why, but the figure of Wang Ye suddenly appeared in her mind.
If Wang Ye were here, he would probably say the same thing.
Mao Yongan on the side stood there a little sluggishly.
Why?
The person Zhou Han wants to borrow should be himself.
Even if we really talk about the price, do we talk about it ourselves?
Why do I feel like a piece of cargo?
for example...
Dude, can I rent this car?
Rent, 200 a day.
How similar.
Maybe...this is life?
"The price is negotiable, how about exchanging information?"
Zhou Han thought for a moment before speaking again.
Po Meng's expression was a little strange: "Intelligence? Do you think at this time, in terms of intelligence, who is stronger than us in the underworld?"
"What, you also found a Tingting?"
Zhou Han shook his head gently: "Comparing intelligence with the underworld is naturally impossible, but...this information is currently known to Heaven, Lingshan, and me."
"A secret from ancient times."
"In other words, Tianting and Lingshan jointly set up a plan, and our Taoist sect accidentally found out about it."
"So even if the underworld is listening, there is no way to know."
The mystery Zhou Han said instantly aroused Po Meng's curiosity.
"Tell me about it?"
"Let's see if it's worth the price!"
Zhou Han nodded and phrased his words: "The Yaochi family was brutally destroyed back then, but the skills and magical weapons they relied on for survival are still there..."
"It's just that with the destruction of Yaochi, it will sink together."
"But after Eternal Night, the sunken land of Yaochi also began to recover. However, the self-destruction power of the Lord of Yaochi was too powerful, and he set up a barrier when he died. If Yaochi really recovers one day, people under the age of thirty will Only people can enter.”
"You also know that Yaochi is most famous for its formations and illusions."
"So unless the top few take action, no one can break this rule."
"You must know that after the destruction of Yaochi, the entire space disappeared directly, so most of the things inside are still there and are of extraordinary value."
"Heaven and Lingshan have also been coveting that land."
"I believe you don't know that they have been secretly training young people over the years."
"Even now, they have their own young disciples in the outside world."
As Zhou Han's voice fell, Po Meng's expression became a little solemn.
"How can you guarantee that what you said is true?"
Soon, Po Meng's eyes fell on Zhou Han and she asked.
"Meng Po, I respect you as a senior, but don't bully my Taoist sect too much. My ancestors are not dead yet!"
Lu Dongbin, who had been standing silently at the back, suddenly took a step forward, his body filled with subconscious murderous aura, and his expression was cold: "I am a Taoist, and I never bother to lie!"
"hehe..."
"Then let me ask you, have you ever been bitten by a dog?"
Po Meng glanced at Lu Dongbin and suddenly asked with a smile.
Lu Dongbin responded without any hesitation: "Not at all!"
These three words are firm!
Po Meng smiled silently and did not continue to speak.
Zhou Han's face turned a little dark, and he grabbed Lu Dongbin and pulled him behind him: "How about this? I will live next door to you for a period of time, including if the secret realm of Yaochi is really opened, Lu Dongbin will also send me to you." Yong'an goes over and fights on behalf of our Taoist sect."
"Everything will be verified by then."
"If what I say is even slightly false, you can take action at any time and wipe me out."
"After all, my strength is... very different from yours."
Zhou Han seemed neither humble nor overbearing, and his words were well organized.
Po Meng nodded, but seemed to have thought of something again, and frowned again: "If you let Xiao Mao enter the Yaochi secret realm, it will be too dangerous given his strength, and he will probably die soon."
"so..."
Po Meng sighed and shook her head: "Xiao Mao calls me grandma after all."
"Add some funeral expenses."
"Otherwise, I have lost all my rice and meat over the years."
Mao Yongan was very moved at first, looking at Po Meng in a daze, feeling so much inner drama.
for example...
It turns out that she really treats me as her grandson.
I still have a place in her heart.
The ideal was beautiful, but reality gave him a heavy blow.
Even Zhou Han was caught off guard. After arranging words for a long time, he explained weakly: "After all, I represent our Taoist sect. If he is too weak, we won't be able to show it off."
"So we will give him as much strength as possible before he sets off."
"So the mortality rate is not very high."
But Po Meng shook her head firmly: "It's impossible. No matter how low the mortality rate is, there is still a chance."
"And do you think this guy's destiny looks like a person with a long life?"
"To be on the safe side, it's better to explain in advance how you will pay for the funeral expenses if he dies."
Seeing Po Meng's attitude, Zhou Han said helplessly: "Well, if Mao Yong'an really dies in the secret realm of Yaochi, how about the funeral expenses...a pill that our ancestors practiced?"
"The kind that eats dead people?"
"The dogs won't even eat the stuff those old guys practiced."
While talking, Mrs. Meng glanced at Lu Dongbin seemingly unintentionally, which made Lu Dongbin feel a little bad at that time.
His face was dark.
It always feels like she is connoting herself, but there is no proof.
