Comprehension second product Zhao Xiaomeng

Niu Ye signed a death contract with his two sons. The third generation could not take the imperial examination. Not to mention his eldest grandson, even his eldest grandson's son could not take the imperial examination.

Originally, this sentence was just a sigh from Niu Ye after he was tipsy. Being a slave in the Zheng family made a lot of money, and when he went out to do things, others would give them a little more face because of the Zheng family's face. His life was more comfortable than that of ordinary people, and no one else could.

I didn't take this to heart.

But Niu Ye's eldest grandson fell in love with him. Why couldn't his child take the imperial examination? Why would he have to be a slave for the rest of his life? So, unwilling to do so, he relied on his handsome appearance with red lips and white teeth to seduce Niu.

The daughter-in-law of the family's only son, and gave birth to the eldest grandson.

It was the young man who had no blood relationship with Zhao Xiaomeng.

Mrs. Niu herself had only one son. In order to expand the Zheng family, she gave her son a number of beautiful married women, stipulating that whoever gave birth to a son would be raised as a concubine. In this way, her daughter-in-law, who had been staying alone in the empty house all year round, was taken over by Niu.

Ye's eldest grandson took advantage of the loophole.

What happened is clear.

Mengze felt as if he had watched a big show, his mood was ups and downs, and he was very happy.

"This is retribution!" Mengze gloated.

"Cause and effect cycle! Who says it's not!"

Zhao Xiaomeng sent Mrs. Zheng back to her room, but took Niu Ye away, preparing to go back and listen to the Mo family's plan.

"How did you know from the beginning that this old woman kidnapped your mother?" Mengze looked at Zhao Xiaomeng with admiration in his eyes.

"I don't know! I just think that this method is very similar to that of a housewife. If my grandfather's enemies at court wanted to take revenge, they would probably hurt my grandfather or Uncle Mo Feng!"

"That seems to be the truth!"

"The person who was able to bribe the wet nurse and even kill someone in time must be very familiar with Mo Mansion, so let's start the investigation from the housewife who is familiar with Mo Mansion. If there is nothing unusual about that woman today, I will continue to investigate the families that my grandmother is familiar with.

There's always a clue."

Mengze nodded repeatedly: That’s the truth.

After returning the cattle business to Mo Mansion and handing it over to the housekeeper, Zhao Xiaomeng left again.

"Why are you going again?" Mengze, who had just experienced the fun of gossip, was very interested.

"There are two more positioning pills! Let's go and see!" Zhao Xiaomeng said, "Who is the person that makes that demon cultivator care so much?"

The people targeted by the previous positioning pills were one with an innate spirit body and the other with a body of wonderful sound. The remaining two should be of the same level.

Mengze said excitedly: "Go quickly! Go quickly!"

They went to the palace first, and when they found the positioning pill, although one person and one animal were a little disappointed, they also felt that it was natural.

The position of the National Master is the current emperor.

At this time, in front of the bright yellow bed, bright yellow quilt, and bright yellow tent, an old man with gray hair and beard was sleeping soundly.

The old man who was sleeping soundly was woken up from his sleep. He stood up with sleepy eyes and said skillfully: "The immortal master has arrived and is far away to greet you. Is there anything that a little old man can do? The fairy master just speaks. There is nothing for this little old man to do."

No!" There were many guards in the palace, and the person who could approach him quietly must be an immortal master.

Zhao Xiaomeng vaguely understood something in her heart.

When he woke up completely and saw that Zhao Xiaomeng was silent, he asked again: "Master Immortal?"

Zhao Xiaomeng said: "The Imperial Master is dead! All the monks under him who committed evil with him were taken to the world of cultivation! The ones left behind now are all serious monks who were coerced by them at the beginning. You don't need to make excuses with him in the future.

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But the old man shook his head and said: "The immortal master does not need to test the little old man, the little old man's loyalty to the imperial master can be learned from heaven and earth!"

Zhao Xiaomeng explained: "Why did I lie to you! I think you already know that there was a war between Da Jiang and Sheng Kun, but now that the war is over, you will receive information soon that the national master died in the battle of Jincheng Here! How long has it been since he became a demon? How could you not notice?"

Only then did the old man's expression change.

"I'm here to take back the pills that the Imperial Master put on you. Don't resist." After Zhao Xiaomeng finished speaking, she gave Mengze a wink.

Mengze hit the old man's chest, and he coughed violently.

Mengze bumped again, and the old man was very sad. Zhao Xiaomeng was afraid that his body could not bear it, so he quickly gave him a pill and then spit it out.

"This pill of yours is much more comfortable to take after taking it than the pills from the Demonic Way!"

"That's natural! This is a pill specially made for mortals. How can a demon cultivator like him be so kind!"

"I don't know the immortal master's elixir."

"Not for sale!"

The old man showed an aggrieved look: "Master Immortal is merciful! In order to gain the trust of the demon, I swallowed the pills he gave me without any hesitation. I don't know how much poison I have suffered from him over the years. I don’t know how long I can live! I finally protected this huge empire, but I don’t know how many more times I can see it!”

After saying that, he wiped his nose.

Zhao Xiaomeng has a headache, this old man is really annoying, but he is really trying his best to be able to use his mortal body to defeat his own country with a Nascent Soul True Lord Xu and Wei Snake for so long.

And although this old man seems to be not serious, from his aunt's point of view, he can be regarded as his serious elder.

He had no choice but to give him another pill and said: "It is not advisable to take more pills. With your current physical condition, you can only take one more pill at most. It is not enough!"

"Thank you, Immortal Master! I wonder what I can do for you, Immortal Master?"

Zhao Xiaomeng had nothing to ask him to do, but thinking of her grandmother, she said: "I am from the Mo family of the Zhongyi Hou Mansion!"

The old man's eyes lit up: "My family! My family! I understand!"

"Don't ask my grandfather and uncle for pills!"

The old man smiled sarcastically: "How could that be!"

That's all Zhao Xiaomeng said. She doesn't care whether the little old man believes it or not. In short, it's just the Huohuo Mo family if he doesn't have the guts.

Leaving the palace, they went to find the last positioning pill.

That was a pale-faced young foundation-building monk.

I don't see anything special.

"That demon cultivator is as good as Long Yang!" Meng Zeqi said.

"I'm afraid not!" Zhao Xiaomeng sneered, knocked the male cultivator unconscious and tied him up, "Let's go back first to find Luo Xiang."

"Why?" Mengze wondered what it had to do with Luoxiang.

"Don't think about it if you don't understand. You're not smart in the first place, and you'll be even stupider when your head is tired!" Zhao Xiaomeng laughed and said. Mengze was furious, but wanted to know why, and felt very sad as he scratched his heart and lungs.

Zhao Xiaomeng finally reminded it: "The demon cultivator can't pay so much attention to him for no reason! Do you think about why I am so good to my father!"

Mengze suddenly realized: "It turns out that he is the biological father of that demon cultivator!"

Zhao Xiaomeng asked doubtfully: "Your body has grown and your cultivation has increased. Why is it that your brain has not grown?" Then no matter how much Mengze begged, he refused to speak again.

Mental retardation is contagious!

Back at the Hou Mansion, Zhao Xiaomeng woke up Luo Xiang and took a drop of her blood essence.

The two of them watched as the essence and blood merged with the male cultivator's essence and blood, but the fusion was incomplete.

Luo Xiang said with difficulty: "He is my brother?"

"That's it!" Mengze sighed, a big stone falling to the ground in his heart.

"Then he..." Luo Xiang didn't know what to say.

"I don't know yet whether his situation is similar to yours, or whether he already knew his life experience. I will take him to the Qingyunmen station and wait for Xie Qingqing to come back before making plans." It is not sure whether he is good or evil, and Zhao Xiaomeng is not easy to search.

It's not easy to force him to speak with extreme means. He is at best a foundation-building demon cultivator and can be left to Xie Qingqing to deal with.