Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Seeing Meng Zhao looking at him strangely, the old beggar glared at him dissatisfiedly.

"What are you looking at? Is it possible that this general's seal doesn't meet your requirements?"

They were old enough to guess what Meng Zhao was thinking, but there were so many adults that they didn't care.

Meng Zhao laughed, shook his head and replied,

"No, no, senior, I misunderstood. This general's seal meets my requirements, so I accepted it.

I wonder what senior wants? Are you dissatisfied with the conditions I offered? "

In order to seek earthly spiritual things, Meng Zhao made a lot of promises, especially some cherished cultivation resources and profound martial arts secrets, which were even more difficult to obtain.

But he knew that the old beggar was probably an expert in unpredictable martial arts, and those secret books and training resources might not be appreciated, so he wanted to test it out to see how big the other party's appetite was.

The old beggar wiped his fingers stained with dough with the orange silk cloth on the round table, and said in a vulgar way,

"Hey, if you say that, it sounds like a human saying. It doesn't matter. The old beggar has two demands. If you agree, we will conclude this business. I will also give you a gift. If you don't agree, then this baby But you have to give it back to me.”

Meng Zhao's expression also became calmer, and instead of directly agreeing, he said,

"Senior, please tell me your requirements first."

"Okay, the first request is that all the benefits you are offering rewards for are exchanged for money for me. I don't want any secret books or training resources. I just want money. The more the better.

The old beggar is in short supply of these yellow and white things now. "

This request is not too much, especially since Meng Zhao is now rich and powerful, holding Tu Xiu's treasure and swallowing up a lot of Hu Wanwan's property, so a mere amount of money is not in his eyes.

But he was very curious. According to Han Pu's previous investigation, the old beggar had a lot of money in Lijia Town, and he didn't see how he spent it. Why was he so hungry for money?

Of course, there is nothing special about this. It is normal for some people to love money. No one says that a master should be indifferent to fame and fortune. That is pure fart.

"Okay, it's simple, I agree.

Whether you always want cash, gold, or banknotes, I can prepare it for you as quickly as possible without any delay. "

The old beggar was beaming with joy, and his old face was as happy as a chrysanthemum.

"Haha, I am indeed from a big family, so happy.

The second request is that after you awaken your special physique, give me some blood from your body. "

As soon as the old beggar finished speaking, the atmosphere changed instantly.

Meng Zhao's eyelids twitched, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, and he swished towards the opposite side, a little unbelievable.

"This request seems a bit unreasonable. Senior, I am just an ordinary person. Where did I get my special physique? Are you mistaking me for the wrong person, or are you making a mistake somewhere?"

His heart was beating wildly. How could this old guy know that he had a special physique?

In Meng Zhao's heart, he, Lu Zhong, and Magic Bat were the only three people who knew about this matter.

The magic bat was probably already drinking soup at Naihe Bridge, so besides Lu Zhong, he never thought that anyone else knew his secret.

The old beggar shook his head, sat down at the table, crossed his dark and hairy legs, and said,

"I won't admit it, it's you. If you hadn't had a special physique, how could the old beggar have gone out of his way to strike up a conversation with you? Did he really think that the old beggar had nothing to do and came to you specifically to catch the autumn breeze?"

Sure enough, there is no love without reason in this world. Meng Zhao just said, how could this old guy be so enthusiastic in the first place? It turned out that he had some agenda.

But what he didn't expect was that what the other party was plotting was actually his blood, specifically, the bloodline with his special physique.

When the old beggar saw that Meng Zhao was silent and his eyes flickered, sometimes showing a fierce light, sometimes as calm as water, he was obviously looking for something to kill and silence, and he said speechlessly,

"Don't have any evil thoughts. Although I'm just an ordinary old beggar, you can't kill me, and no one in the Meng family can kill me, so don't waste time and energy.

In addition, don't worry, the special physique that has not yet awakened is like a pearl hidden in the soil or a beautiful jade wrapped in a stone skin. Most people cannot find it. Only people with a pair of discerning eyes like me, the old beggar, can see it.

You don’t have to worry about me leaking this matter, it won’t do me any good, and I won’t do it.

Finally, don’t ask the old beggar what he wants your blood for. I want to use it for my own reasons.

In short, it won't be detrimental to you, and I might even give you a great fortune, but Jinmei, please go ahead. "

Meng Zhao was exposed, but he didn't show any embarrassment. He just lowered his head and thought deeply.

For the time being, the old beggar didn't have any bad intentions towards him, and his behavior was very harmless. Of course, the most important thing was the carelessness and the depth of seeing through everything that the old beggar showed, which made him very afraid.

If he doesn't kill the snake, he will suffer chaos instead. Without absolute certainty, Meng Zhao is never willing to provoke such a terrifying master. The other party's revenge will definitely be unbearable for him.

Maybe, you can try to trust the other person.

And this is not some fairy tale or fantasy world. There are Taoist magic or curses that can harm him through his blood, which further reduces the threat to his personal safety.

Meng Zhaoquan pretended not to hear the big cake that was given to him as a gift. No matter how great the fortune was, could it be compared to the sky-illuminating mirror in his sea of ​​consciousness or the Ziyuan Dragon Body that he was about to awaken?

"Forget it, if I really have a special physique, I would have complied with the second request of the senior, but it may take a long time.

After all, my current body is still very ordinary and has not changed much. It is very likely that I will have to wait until I am born before I can complete this agreement. "

The old beggar nodded, as he should.

Generally speaking, people with special physiques will become extraordinary from birth, attracting attention from the outside world, and thus become the favored ones of heaven, stepping into the great waves of history with a radiant attitude.

But there are also some special physiques that require constant tempering and transformation, and will not appear until they are innate.

Based on his understanding of Meng Zhao and the resources provided by the Meng family, it wouldn't take long and he could afford to wait.

"Good boy, in that case, this general's seal belongs to you.

I don’t need you to make any written pledge, I just hope that when that day comes, you can keep your promise. "

"Come and see the gift I have prepared for you."

As he spoke, the old beggar pointed to the tightly tied large sack standing beside the door. It looked very wretched.

Meng Zhao didn't take it seriously either. He didn't care about gifts or anything like that. After receiving this general's seal, he would have completed his merits in two days and emerged from the abyss. What other gift could compare with the transformation of his own strength and potential?

However, he still walked out of bed patiently, came to the door, opened the sack under the dirty smile of the old beggar, and then left for Sparta.

"Senior, are you kidding me? Is this the gift you prepared for me?"