Even Meng Zhe didn't expect Song Jiang's sudden change of expression. If his smile hadn't remained the same, Meng Zhe would have thought that he was possessed by some evil spirit! Thinking of this, he kicked Song Jiang in a bad way and said, "Young man, you pretend to be..."
Song Jiang smiled awkwardly, then changed the subject and said, "By the way, why don't you let Jin Zhaokai eat the whole Bone-Bone Pill? Isn't that easier?"
When Meng Zhe heard this, he glared at Song Jiang and said, "It's beautiful to think about it... It's already a great favor for me to patch his head. He can't afford this whole bone-producing pill."
After hearing this, Bai Ze smiled and explained, "This bone elixir is absolutely extraordinary. In addition to regenerating broken bones, ordinary mortals can eat it. It can also make people as strong as an ox and double their lifespan... If Jin Zhaokai eats the whole A bone-growing pill, wouldn’t that mess up the book of life and death in the Yin Division?”
On the way back, Song Jiang's mind was confused all the time. He couldn't figure out what happened to his "improvisational performance" just now? Why did he suddenly turn into a villain and scare the neighbor mother and son?
After returning home, Song Jiang still looked absent-minded. This time it was Meng Zhe's turn to observe him secretly, wondering what this kid was thinking about...
In fact, when Meng Zhe and Bai Ze went out for business, they went to visit a descendant of the Heavenly Master, and wanted to ask him to tattoo a special seal on Song Jiang's body to ensure that Qinglong's soul could sleep in Song Jiang's heart forever.
It's a pity that the descendant of the Heavenly Master told them clearly that he did not have enough magic power to draw this tattoo, and the Qinglong Yuanshen was deeply demonic. If he wanted this mark to achieve the desired effect, he must find someone with high magic power. Mo Lai would have to tattoo it himself... But this man and demon had not been seen in a hundred years, and for a while the descendant of the Heavenly Master didn't know where to look.
Meng Zhe thought that there was a ready-made demon for this man, but the problem was that he had been thinking about how to kill him some time ago, and now he was asking someone to do something for him? Isn't it a little too disgraceful to the White Tiger Divine Lord? !
And this is not the most important point. Descendants of the Heavenly Master said that once this mark is tattooed, it can never be removed. Even if he is reincarnated after death, the mark will always follow Song Jiang... In this way, he may have to carry Qinglong with him for all his life. The souls were reincarnated together.
Meng Zhe looked at Song Jiang who was sitting on the sofa and scrolling through his mobile phone. When he thought that he might only be a body that trapped the devil forever, Meng Zhe felt a feeling that he had never felt before in his heart—— Guilty.
Perhaps feeling the pity in Meng Zhe's eyes, Song Jiang looked at him with some confusion and said, "What's wrong?"
Meng Zhe shook his head and said, "It's okay, I just want to ask you what you most want to do in this life?"
Song Jiang wondered, "What do you want to do most in this life...? That's too many! After all, I'm so young, and there are many things I haven't tried yet." After he finished speaking, he looked mean. He asked, "Why do you ask that? Does the Great God want to help me realize all my wishes?"
Meng Zhe smiled and said, "Well...don't you want to?"
Unexpectedly, Song Jiang shook his head and said, "I don't really want to, how can there be such a good thing in this world? I can realize all my wishes without doing anything?! Then unless I am going to die tomorrow, how can you be so kind to help me?" ..." Song Jiang suddenly froze when he said this, and then said with a pale face, "I'm not going to wear my braids soon, am I?"
Meng Zhe rolled his eyes helplessly and said, "You really write about the Internet, you have such a rich imagination! I just want to discuss life with you..."
Song Jiang stared into Meng Zhe's eyes in disbelief. After a moment, he was convinced that the other man was not lying, so he asked curiously, "Then what do you want to do most in your life?!"
Meng Zhe shrugged and said that he had lived too long in his life and had done all the things he should and should not do. Now he has nothing in particular that he wants to do.
Song Jiang was a little disappointed after hearing this, "Ah...then your life is very boring now, isn't it? It seems that immortality may not necessarily be a happy thing."
Meng Zhe nodded helplessly and said, "Actually, the most painful thing is not the boredom in life, but when you find that you have lived too long, you will have no hope for anything... because you You will find that everything in the world cannot be worth the word 'time' in the end."
Unexpectedly, Song Jiang looked envious and said, "Do you know what your current behavior is called? The ancients called it being cheap and obedient, but modern people call it Super Versailles!"
Meng Zhe was now an old netizen, so he naturally knew what Versailles meant, so he curled his lips and said, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. There is no store like this after passing this village."
Song Jiang saw that Meng Zhe seemed serious, so he said excitedly, "I want to win the lottery! It doesn't take much...just five million!"
"No, I don't have the ill-gotten wealth..." Meng Zhe refused directly.
Song Jiang sighed, then thought for a while and said, "I want to fall in love with a *** female star!"
"No, Wan Evil Silver is the leader...you should just be an ordinary person with a pure heart and few desires!" Meng Zhe said coldly.
Song Jiang got lucky and continued, "Then I want to be a big seller!"
"The success of the article depends on whether the readers like and accept your point of view. Isn't it a bit unkind to forcefully change the readers' preferences?!" Meng Zhe said it tactfully this time.
But when Song Jiang heard this, he quit completely, "This won't work, and that won't work either. Are you helping me realize my wish? Or do you want to piss me off to death!?"
Meng Zhe saw that Song Jiang seemed to be really angry, so he said half-cheatingly, half-coaxingly, "Let me tell you one more thing. What if it can be realized by relying on ordinary people?"
Unexpectedly, Song Jiang stopped following his behavior at all, walked back to the room, closed the door, and went directly to bed... leaving Meng Zhe sitting alone on the sofa in the living room and sighing.
Early the next morning, Song Jiang was woken up early by the ringing of his cell phone. When he picked it up, he saw that it was his old classmate Wu Lei calling, "What are you doing... so early?"
"Brother, the person who heard your milky voice hasn't gotten up yet, right?" Wu Lei said funny on the phone.
Song Jiang raised his head and glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and then said angrily, "Brother, it's only around 7 o'clock! If you have something to say, you can hang up if you have nothing to do!"
When Wu Lei heard this, he quickly said, "No...look at how impatient you are, what's wrong? Isn't it time for you and me to get the information?"
Song Jiang sighed after hearing this, and then sat up helplessly, thinking that I really can't afford to offend anyone, "What are you talking about?"
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