Zhao Meng had no idea what the tiger demon had done.
As an upright human being, he had no intention of peeping into anything. He was not interested in this.
He took the public cat car back to the Demon Town Temple, and he was thinking about making money along the way.
At this time, Zhao Meng passed by a quiet place again:
"The square in front of the palace."
Because it was night, the square in front of the temple looked very bright under the illumination of various unknown lights.
Looking at the bright square, he couldn't help but think of that day when a group of dignitaries gathered to beg Qingxuan for a seed.
"here……"
…
With various thoughts, Zhao Meng returned to his courtyard. Sitting cross-legged on the futon in the courtyard, three scenes kept popping up in his mind.
A street open only at night.
A tavern that sells special drinks.
The square where the powerful once sought seeds.
"These three places seem to have some strange connections!"
"what is it then?"
Zhao Meng's consciousness sank into the shadow space
Looking at various entries floating in the space, according to the order of extraction, they are:
[Showdown (gold)]
[Gender disguise starting from DNA (gold)]
【Reproductive Isolation Challenger (Gold)】
[Cloud Genetics (Gold)]
[Paternity Test (Purple)]
[Second Nest Parasitism (Gold)]
Looking at these five entries,
Especially the first three entries, when combining those three scenes, Zhao Meng didn't want to make unwarranted associations.
"Maybe there really is a way to make money!"
"what is it then?"
Maybe Zhao Meng is too naive, or maybe there are still some constraints imposed by human morality,
There seemed to be an invisible layer covering his eyes, preventing him from staring into the evil abyss.
"That's all! Go to bed first!"
After a busy day, Zhao Meng was really tired. After tidying up a little, he returned to the house and fell into a deep sleep.
…
I don’t know when, I don’t know where.
Zhao Meng felt as if he was walking through a thick fog, when a majestic voice came into his ears:
"Does the defendant want to refute and defend the crime he committed?"
"The defendant?"
As the voice appeared, the surrounding fog suddenly dissipated, and Zhao Meng found himself in the courtroom.
And he already had handcuffs and anklets on him.
Before he could react, he heard the majestic voice again:
"Since there is no need to plead, stand up and pronounce the verdict!"
Zhao Meng felt like he was being pulled up by two pairs of invisible hands.
"The Zhao Group organizes the sale of drugs, organ trafficking, illegal drug donation, and the release of dangerous substances.
It disturbs human relations and separates wives and children. His behavior is extremely bad and cannot be tolerated by God!
The verdict is now pronounced and shot! "
"ha!"
"Wait! I just thought about it and haven't implemented it yet..."
"I just made a comment!"
"I just responded to his comment."
"He invited me to comment!"
…
Zhao Meng looked back, and at some point, vague figures appeared behind him. These people seemed to be shackled, and they were suspected of being his accomplices.
"Kill them all!"
The scene changed again. Zhao Meng looked at the rocket missile vehicle parked in the distance.
He wanted to say something else, and the figures behind him were also crying loudly, but it was of no use. Following a roar that ripped through the air, countless light spots struck him.
"Fuck! That's not the case!"
Zhao Meng suddenly sat up and looked at the sunlight that filtered into the room. Panting heavily, he realized that it was just a dream.
"Its daybreak!"
Zhao Meng was very surprised as to why he had such a dream.
"Thanks for the dream!"
"Speaking of which, I really just thought about it!"
"Well...those crimes include organizing, selling, donating, placing..."
Zhao Meng didn't want to make unreasonable associations, but when he thought of the ending in the dream, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart:
"It seems a little dangerous to do this."
At this moment, Bai Geng's voice came from outside the door:
"Zhao Meng, are you awake? I have something to ask you."
"woke up!"
Zhao Meng tidied up a little and then came to the courtyard.
At this time, Bai Geng was still dressed in white, and his handsome face was obviously inherited from Zhao Meng's genes.
With Bai Geng's temperament, when he saw Zhao Meng coming out of the house, he was not polite and said bluntly:
"Shangxuan Qingxuan, I already know that you are short of money."
Zhao Meng, who was originally wondering why Bai Geng came to see him so early, was stunned for a moment when he heard these words.
Because Bai Geng's tone was too strange, as if he had gone out to do something bad and his parents had discovered it.
But Zhao Meng was an adult after all. After calming down, he asked:
"Senior Brother Qingxuan, you still care about such things?"
"I didn't say that!"
"Well……"
Seeing Bai Geng looking at him indifferently, Zhao Meng shook his head, not trying anything, and said bluntly:
"What does Senior Brother Qingxuan mean?"
"Guanzhong has its own way of making money. This is a message from the Immortal to you!"
With that said, Bai Geng handed a piece of jade to Zhao Meng.
Having lived here for more than three months, he naturally knows how to use this thing.
He put the jade stone to his ear, and following Bai Geng's chant, Qingxuan's voice came out from the jade stone.
"I think you have the qualifications to get started. Don't get too entangled with the merchants in the city. If you lack funds, I also have a source..."
Following the voice in the jade stone, Zhao Meng showed a look of surprise, but he quickly calmed down.
After all, such a large demon-suppressing temple requires a lot of food and drink every day. In addition to the daily cultivation needs, how can it support such a large demon-suppressing temple without a stable source of funds.
"Xixuantian nectar can be exchanged for demon stones."
Zhao Meng didn't know where Qingxuan learned that he needed money to exchange for the demon stone, and he didn't know why Qingxuan wanted to help him and give him such precious resources.
As a normal human being, he naturally became suspicious.
"What is his purpose?"
At this moment, Zhao Meng had some hesitation and recalled the Qing Xuan he knew:
"Qingxuan shouldn't harm me."
"Are you trying to test something?"
"Could it be that he discovered the cloud inheritance?"
"This is bad!"
"Do you want to refuse?"
"If you refuse, wouldn't it be even more suspicious?"
Zhao Meng was troubled for a while and looked at Bai Geng:
"What is this Xi Xuantian nectar?"
"have no idea."
"How much can I exchange for Xixuantian Manna?"
"have no idea."
"You should know where to get the nectar of Xi Xuantian, right?"
"In the southern section of Liangjie Mountain."
"The southern section of Liangjie Mountain is about to leave the city!"
"In a sense, it doesn't count as leaving the city."
Bai Geng's words made Zhao Meng even more confused, but he also knew that Bai Geng's social circle was not large, and he couldn't ask anything here.
So Zhao Meng left his residence and inquired about it in the temple.
Although most of the disciples in the Demon Suppressing Temple like to stay in the temple, study numerology and practice hard.
But there are thousands of kinds of people, and there are always a few who like to run outside.
Through these well-informed senior brothers, Zhao Meng finally got the information he wanted.
It was this important news that made Zhao Meng put aside his hesitation and decided to go to Liangjie Mountain in the southern section to get Xi Xuantian Manna.
However, after making the decision, he looked at the golden entries in the consciousness space and seemed to be unwilling to do so.
"For practice!" As a human being, he carefully hid that little regret.
