"Why?" Song Jiang asked puzzledly.
After hearing this, Lao Xu sighed, and then said helplessly, "Because Xuanwu died, Qinglong became demonized, and Suzaku disappeared... The only remaining White Tiger Saint fought against the demonized Qinglong again. He was seriously injured, and the Holy Lord's Taoist skills now should be only a quarter of what they were back then, which is not enough to seal the demons who escaped from the ancient books."
"You mean...he can't even defeat a demon now?" Song Jiang asked tentatively.
When Lao Xu heard this, he quickly shook his head and said, "That's not true. With the Holy Lord's ability, how can ordinary monsters be his opponent?"
Song Jiang then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then there's nothing to worry about. Since there's no one else to help, just catch them one by one. You holy kings won't get old or sick, catch them slowly, there will definitely be something." The day after the arrest..."
Lao Xu Ting was about to say something else, but was interrupted by Meng Zhe in the office, "Since you are back, contact the local city god immediately and give this thing to him!"
As soon as Meng Zhe finished speaking, a golden light flew in front of Lao Xu. Lao Xu took it and saw that it was a small sound transmission crane, which recorded all the past events of the champion ghost...
Song Jiang was immediately interested when he saw it, "What is this paper crane used for!?"
After hearing this, Lao Xu explained, "This is the sound transmission crane we used before. It has similar functions to the current recording pen."
After hearing this, Song Jiang was a little puzzled and said, "You used to use this thing to transmit sounds thousands of miles in ancient times, but don't you have mobile phones now? Why not just make a call?"
When Lao Xu heard this, he said with an embarrassed expression, "I have to talk about important things in person. You can stay here with Shengjun first. I'll be back as soon as I go..."
After Lao Xu left, Song Jiang slowly walked into the office and saw Meng Zhe fiddling with the pencil in his hand and looking at the scenery outside the window without saying a word.
When Song Jiang saw it, he rubbed it and said, "Actually, there is no need to eat a fat man in one bite for some things. Can't you just take your time? I believe that if you can catch those monsters once, you can catch them a second time."
Meng Zhe smiled bitterly after hearing this and said, "The world I know has gone through thousands of years of changes. Now even the city god uses a mobile phone, not to mention those scheming demons, but my strength is no longer as good as mine." Once upon a time, even memory was incomplete.”
This was the first time that Song Jiang saw Meng Zhe so depressed, and he realized that things were far more difficult than he imagined, so he deliberately imitated Lao Xu's spoken language and encouraged Meng Zhe by saying, "So what?! You are super powerful. Holy Lord White Tiger! Although we are now short of four and three, the fact that you can stay shows that you are stronger than the other three saints, so I believe you will be able to catch all the monsters and ghosts that are causing trouble in all directions! !”
Meng Zhe smiled after hearing this, then stood up and stretched out and said, "You are right, I am the famous White Tiger God. The worst I can do is catch one of them if I encounter one! Buy me a mobile phone tomorrow. .”
When Song Jiang heard this, he said with a grimace, "We are together every day, it's useless for you to ask for a mobile phone!"
Unexpectedly, Meng Zhe said with a strong attitude, "No, I have to use a mobile phone. Even little gods like the City God use mobile phones! Why don't I?!"
Song Jiang shook his head helplessly. He didn't expect that the famous White Tiger God would be dominated by a man's desire to win... So the next morning, Song Jiang and Lao Xu advanced a month's salary and took Meng Zhe to the mall. I bought a mobile phone for the elderly that can barely be regarded as a smartphone.
Meng Zhe looked at the smartphone Song Jiang had just bought for him with a look of disgust and said, "This is different from the one Meng Zhe used before. I don't want it!"
Song Jiang felt angry after hearing this. The mobile phone Meng Zhe used before cost 8,000 yuan instead of 10,000 yuan. Now they have trouble even eating. How can they buy such an expensive mobile phone? ! But the old man in front of him couldn't afford to offend himself, so he had no choice but to say, half-coaxingly, half-cheatingly, "That kind of phone is not good, it will break as soon as you drop it... I bought you the latest model, with large fonts and wide screen , the music is playing, and the most important thing is to resist the fall. Even if the two of us fall off the cliff again, we will definitely not be broken!"
After Song Jiang finished speaking, he picked up his mobile phone for comparison and said, "Look at the screen of my mobile phone, which is still beautiful, but it can't withstand drops! Originally, I wanted to get one of this model for myself, but now I just have to I can hold you tight for now."
After hearing this, Meng Zhe took the phone with suspicion, but he always felt like he had been cheated. However, since the two of them were indeed too poor now, Meng Zhe proposed to go back to his original home after breakfast to look for it. , are there any other backup mobile phones...
When I returned to the community where Meng Zhe's home was located, I happened to meet a security guard. He first greeted Meng Zhe with a smile, and then asked curiously, "Mr. Meng, why don't I see you so often recently? "
After hearing this, Meng Zhe said casually, "I bought another house near the company, and I spend more time living there recently."
The security guard laughed when he heard this and said, "No wonder, why can't I always see you? When I went to the underground parking lot yesterday, the car I saw you on was covered in dust..."
After the security guard left, the two of them looked at each other. Finally, Song Jiang said excitedly, "I bet you have another car? Or a bull head!!"
"What kind of car is a cow head?" Meng Zhe asked with a surprised look on his face.
Song Jiang shook his head and said, "After all, you don't know, just the brand of the car... Anyway, it's just a good car. Go back and find the key quickly, otherwise we won't be able to drive even if it's a dragon."
This time, the two of them conducted a carpet-like search of Meng Zhe's home, and sure enough found the spare key for Niutou in a drawer in the study. So Song Jiang couldn't wait to go to the underground parking lot, took the key and started looking for the car... …
But what Song Jiang didn't expect was that there were quite a few cars of the same brand in this underground parking lot. The two of them tried several cars but none of them were the same. Fortunately, the previous security guard gave a very important clue, that is Meng Zhe's car is relatively dirty.
Sure enough, after searching for a while according to this condition, he heard a squeak and the sound of unlocking not far away. Song Jiang ran over and took a look, and suddenly felt excited. It turned out to be a Toyota Cruiser!
"This car costs more than 90 watts when it's new!" Song Jiang said with golden eyes.
Meng Zhe didn't have much reaction to this. After all, in his opinion, no matter how good the car is, it is not for food or drink. "Is there any difference between this and the car I drive now?"
