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"How, are you starting to panic?" The old man looked at the smoke that Meng Zhe turned into with a look of being convinced.

Meng Zhe was a little surprised: "How did he know that I was starting to panic? Is it just a simple trick? It doesn't feel like it. It feels like he has seen a lot of this kind of situation, and it is all on me, otherwise he wouldn't use it. Such an affirmative tone, but this is only the first time I have met him, how does he know about my details? Could it be that he really said that I am over 3000 years old?" Meng Zhe raised his alarm. to the top.

The old man chuckled, his face full of slyness: "Take it for me!"

Before Meng Zhe could come out of the smoke, the old man replaced the rope with a jar. A strong suction came from the jar, and immediately sucked the smoke formed by Meng Zhe into the jar.

"Old man, you are cheating!" Meng Zhe roared unwillingly before entering the jar.

The old man patted the jar in satisfaction: "If I don't use some tricks, how can I catch you!"

"Old man, return Meng Zhe to me!" Oswell pounced on the jar in the old man's hand, trying to grab it from the old man's hand.

The old man put away the pot in his hand, his face was full of inscrutable: "Don't worry, I have my own arrangements, have you ever seen a grandpa cheating grandson!"

Oswell asked in disbelief, "Is he really your grandson?"

"Does he have another grandfather?" The old man looked at Oswell with a sword-like gaze.

"It seems, no!" Oswell said uncertainly.

"That's right, if he dares to let someone else be his grandfather, I'll whip him, and if someone else wants to be his grandfather, I'll kill that person!" The old man snorted a few times, his face full of domineering.

The old man did not continue this topic, but instead asked: "What is your origin, little girl? I can clearly feel that you exude an aura that belongs to this world, but I have never seen you in the records. If I saw you at that time, how could I let this kid do this thing!"

"I, I'm from the other side of the sea, and I just changed my aura through some means!" Oswell did not hide her origin, she understood very well, in front of the way of heaven, or the guardian of the way of heaven, the last It is best not to hide things, of course, except in some cases: such as the question asked by the old man:
"Then how far have you and my grandson progressed?" the old man asked gossipingly.

"Can I refuse to answer?" Oswell was reluctant to talk about this topic.

"Looking at your face, there should be no progress at all. Forget it, let you handle the affairs of young people yourself! This is an identity certificate, and I will let my grandson decide whether to give it to you or not!" The old man took out a card from his trouser pocket, which was in the same style as the card we used when we applied for ID cards.

Oswell nodded lightly: "Okay, thank you Grandpa!" Her body lost her usual charm, and she also lost the escape around Meng Zhe. She looked like an ordinary little girl at this moment. girl.

The old man laughed out loud at Oswell's address: "Hahaha, you are such a smart girl!"

Oswell smiled reservedly: "There is a saying that says that if you want to succeed, you don't have to attack the target. You can also succeed by making changes to the people or things around him, and after getting the people around him to admit , when you succeed, you don’t need to change the familiar program from scratch!”

The old man nodded repeatedly to what Oswell said: "You are really good. We need to get to know him first, and then we will go to attack him, so that we will save one troublesome step!"

"However, let him give you this identity certificate, which can just be used as a confession!" The old man nodded Oswell's forehead, with a happy smile on his face.

The more he watched Oswell now, the more he liked Oswell, and he wished she and Meng Zhe would get married right away.

"Yeah!" Oswell nodded incessantly, his face full of longing!

If Meng Zhe knew that the old man was already preparing for his wedding, I don't know what his expression would be.

After Meng Zhe was thrown into the jar, after a period of weightless fall, Meng Zhe fell into a small lake with a "plop" into the water.

After a while, Meng Zhe emerged from the small lake, looking around warily.

He is currently located in a small lake in a small manor. Around the lake, there is a big banyan tree. Not far from the big banyan tree, a house made of green bricks stands on a red wooden board. It looks like it has been a few years old. up!

After not realizing that there was any danger around him, he rushed out of the small lake, and the inertia brought by his body made his body rush straight towards the sky.

But before his body reached five meters, a huge suppressive force came from the sky, pushing his body back into the small lake, and the impact of entering the water turned the lake into a waterspout.

"Forbidden Formation!" Meng Zhe looked at the manor with sparkling eyes. He wanted to get a Forbidden Formation in his cave before, but because the price was too expensive, he didn't buy it. There is an air-forbidden formation, and there is no one here, so he can dismantle it however he wants!Thinking of this, Meng Zhe's saliva lingered, what a pillow and charcoal when he was drowsy!
After knowing that there was an air-forbidden formation here, Meng Zhe obediently climbed from the lake to the shore, never daring to try to walk through the air again!
In the manor room, the old man and the projection of Oswell were leisurely drinking tea, and in front of them, Meng Zhe's every move was displayed on the wall.

"Grandpa, you said this is Meng Zhe's chance, but I don't see anything like a chance!" Oswell asked, holding his teacup in both hands, and took a sip.

Holding the teacup in hand, the old man said with deep meaning on his face: "The opportunity is obtained by himself. If it does not belong to him, even if it is obtained by force, there will be no good results!"

"Then, Grandpa, what if Meng Zhe doesn't get the opportunity that belongs to him?" Oswell asked hesitantly.

The old man nodded her nose: "You don't have to worry about this, just drink your tea properly!"

Oswell nodded, lowered his head and continued to drink tea. She originally wanted to know what opportunities Meng Zhe had through the old man so that he could inform him, but the old man saw her thoughts at a glance, which made her feel quite embarrassed!
"Look, he has already come out of the lake, and he seems to have found something!" The old man had a smile on his face, but no one could see what he was thinking.