Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The uncles and nephews of the Ji family moved very quickly, and after the discussion was almost complete, Ji Rulin took Meng Zhao to see Zidie.

The place where these envoys were arranged was at the outermost edge of the Danchi tribe, and the environment was not very good.

It can be seen that there is distrust of these outsiders, and Meng Zhao can feel that there are many people secretly monitoring an area.

The level of these surveillance people is not very good, they will be discovered easily, and of course they cannot hide it from the people like Zi Butterfly.

Meng Zhao asked Ji Rulin,

"Brother Lin, do you spy on these people every time they come to visit, or is it only this time that you send people to monitor them?"

This question is crucial because it relates to what kind of attitude Meng Zhao will use towards this purple butterfly.

He should try his best to make all his actions seem reasonable and stand up to scrutiny.

Ji Rulin hesitated for a moment and replied in a low voice,

"Actually, there have been people monitoring people before, but it's just not as intense as this time, and the restrictions are more obvious."

It's no wonder that if Meng Zhao hadn't appeared and revealed the hidden danger, the uncles and nephews of the Ji family wouldn't have known that these people were so bold and dared to plot against them, so of course they wouldn't have been too wary.

And with Meng Zhao's advice, not only were the scoundrels imprisoned, but the intensity of surveillance was also expanded, and a sense of distrust and hostility was clearly revealed.

Meng Zhao couldn't complain about his teammates. After all, he was his father-in-law and brother-in-law. To save some face, he could only walk away while thinking about how to deal with it later.

Arriving at a wooden house that looked exactly like the one where he had been received before, Ji Rulin said a few words to the guard outside the house, then left Meng Zhao behind, gave him a cheering expression, and disappeared in a hurry.

However, when he did this, he did not appear too conspicuous, because it was the same every time before. Even the last time Zi Butterfly came to the Danchi tribe, he did not come forward. This time it was considered to be a favor.

The guards guarding him were not Danchi tribe members, but rebels who came with the envoys. Both of them were young, only seventeen or eighteen years old, but they seemed to have honed a very tough and cold temperament. They glanced at Meng Zhao, seeing his temperament spit out, extraordinary, his momentum slightly restrained.

After explaining to Meng Zhao, one of them knocked on the door and entered to report. After a while, he pushed the door open and asked Meng Zhao to come in.

Meng Zhao nodded and smiled implicitly at the two of them. From a glimpse, the overall quality of the rebels and the distinction between upper and lower classes were obvious. It cannot be said to be a climate, but it cannot be underestimated.

When I came to the inner room of the wooden house, I saw a man wearing a lavender gown sitting loosely at the round table in the center, holding a teacup and sipping something carefully.

Meng Zhao glanced at this person carefully without any trace, and found that Ji's uncle and nephew's description was just right, and there was nothing exaggerated.

He has average facial features and slightly small eyes. He is neither ugly nor handsome. He is very ordinary and can be regarded as a middle-aged man.

However, his hair color is light purple, which is somewhat similar to Meng Zhao's sideburns, and his temperament is indeed feminine, like a cold and poisonous snake. In the environment he is in, he gives people a strong sense of uneasiness and discomfort.

This kind of uneasiness and discomfort comes from the biological instinct of vigilance, which seems to say that the other party is a dangerous guy who may jump over at any time and bite him.

Such a strong and weird personal physique makes a guy with an ordinary appearance and thin body stand out from the crowd. People will subconsciously ignore his mediocre appearance and focus on his temperament.

He is indeed a weird person, Meng Zhao thought to himself.

"Are you the son-in-law of Patriarch Ji? How come I haven't heard of you before?"

Purple Butterfly's attitude is not very friendly and lacks the most basic courtesy. Whenever someone comes to visit, shouldn't he ask the person to sit down and talk?

But Meng Zhao thought it was understandable. It was already good that the other party had the patience to ask about his origins.

The current situation is that the relationship network that Zidie had built with the Danchi clan was completely destroyed, and it was also closely monitored by the Danchi clan. It is impossible for him not to know what this means.

Something went wrong, and the Dan Chi clan became wary and even hostile towards them.

If the original plan is followed, the possibility of something going wrong is too high.

If the superiors were to investigate, he, as the first person in charge, would have to bear the blame. It meant that he was not doing things well and his own abilities were in question. He was going to affect his future. It was strange that he was in a good mood.

Furthermore, Meng Zhao's sudden appearance also represented an unknown direction, which made him a little uneasy.

I have been dealing with the Danchi clan for a long time. I have never seen Ji Zhenyun's son-in-law. Suddenly he appeared, so that's it. And his appearance was accompanied by various abnormal behaviors of the Danchi clan. It is difficult not to think of the two. What special relationship exists between them.

Therefore, deep down in his heart, he was repulsive and hostile to Meng Zhao, and his own plans might be aborted because of this man.

Meng Zhao didn't feel angry at all. He still kept the reserved smile he had when he came in, pursed his lips and said,

"Rushuang and I were together three years ago. At that time, the Ji family had not yet come to Hushan, so naturally you didn't know about my existence. Now that Rushuang is pregnant and misses her relatives, I specially brought her back to visit her relatives. .

But it doesn’t matter, don’t you know me now? "

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Lu Yang. I am the son-in-law of the Ji family of the Danchi clan. I am now the guardian of the clan. I have five thousand warriors to protect the young and old of the clan.

By the way, those people in my clan whom you bribed were captured and imprisoned at my suggestion.

Also, I suggested setting up the people outside to monitor you, so that you would not do anything bad that would be detrimental to our Dan Chi clan. "

Meng Zhao smiled and told his forged origins, and at the same time added fuel to the fire by saying that the arrangement of Ji's uncle and nephew was the result of his guidance. Of course, this was not a lie. After all, without him, it would have been impossible. This will happen now.

Zidie listened well at first and had no doubts about the identity of the Ji family's son-in-law.

Although he was disconnected from the relationship network he had created in the past, he still had channels to find out that the clan leader's daughter had returned and was pregnant. This was considered a relatively influential event for the Dan Chi clan in recent times.

It's not like having a big belly, and he didn't think anyone would be willing to be a father. Naturally, he preconceived the idea that Meng Zhao was indeed the son-in-law of the Danchi clan, and his identity was certain and unmistakable.

However, after hearing that the terrible situation he was facing now was completely controlled by this person, he couldn't help but feel angry, and a ray of light oozed from his small eyes, as sharp and cold as a sword.

If looks could kill, then Meng Zhao might have been cut to pieces by a thousand cuts by this purple butterfly.

In front of a broad road, a stumbling block appears. This guy is really hateful.