Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

"Well, yes, in addition to running around and bumping into the wall, you also circled around me. After a while, it became like this, and you also said a lot of strange things."

"What strange words? What strange words?"

"I didn't understand it very well, so I don't remember."

"Don't remember anything?"

Zhang Weigang wanted to continue asking, but suddenly realized that Meng Lang was still squatting next to the two of them, so he changed the subject abruptly and said:

"Well, let's wait until another day to talk about sleep talk. In my opinion, we should let Meng Lang untie the two of us first. That's the top priority. Don't you think Meng Lang?"

Seeing that there seemed to be no melons to eat, Meng waved his hand casually and said, "Forget it, then I will untie it for you."

Hearing that Meng Lang let him go so easily this time, Zhang Wei couldn't help but beam with joy: "Hey, Meng Lang, you're the best, now let's look for the rope, as long as we find it"

Before Zhang Wei could speak halfway, Meng Lang stretched out his finger and waved lightly.

The sword light flashed, and the densely entangled ropes were cut silently, and the incisions were extremely neat.

Ugh......

Zhang Wei couldn't help sighing in his heart when he saw that the long rope he had bought with great difficulty was gone.

But he couldn't say anything, after all, breaking the rope was indeed the fastest solution.

After Meng Lang helped Zhang Wei and the two of them untie the rope, he walked into the bathroom and began to wash up.

After a while, when Meng walked into his room refreshed, the mobile phone on his bedside just rang.

Picking it up, it turned out that it was Zeng Xiaoxian calling.

"Hey, Teacher Zeng, what's the matter?"

"Hey, hey, Meng Lang, although brother Xian and you have only been together for a few hours, your generosity and enthusiasm have been deeply imprinted in my memory."

"I think, if an old friend you haven't seen for a long time suddenly calls and asks you for a little help, you shouldn't refuse, right?"

"Mr. Zeng, if you have anything to say, just say it. Now Yifei is working in my health brigade, and you are his legal husband. Of course we are not outsiders."

Hearing what Meng Lang said, Zeng Xiaoxian on the other side of the phone was obviously greatly encouraged.

"Okay! Since I'm not an outsider, then I have something to say."

"Nei...Meng Lang, I am very grateful that you can transfer me back from Alxa to be the host of the TV station, but you...Can you delay this time a little bit?"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Meng's mouth. He felt that he might have guessed right. The purpose of Zeng Xiaoxian's going to Alxa was to find a place with no one to raise his kidneys.

Thinking of this, he immediately replied with a smile:

"Since Mr. Zeng, you want to come back later, of course we outsiders don't have any objections. You just need to explain clearly to Sister Yifei."

"Eh..." Hearing Meng Lang said that he needed to call Hu Yifei himself to explain, Zeng Xiaoxian frowned, "Well, Meng Lang! Let me tell you the truth, I need you to help me find an excuse to hide it." Yifei, don't tell her that I won't go back on my own initiative."

"Because, in the next two months, I need to find a quiet place to help our ex-love apartment roommate Guan Gumi to do a very important thing without telling Yifei..."

PS: This chapter is the updated Chapter 7 on July 4th, and these two chapters are counted as yesterday.Today's chapter is updated during the day.

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Chapter 1 The Air Terrorist Attack at the Subway Station

Although no third person knew the specific content of the conversation, the final result of the matter was that Zeng Xiaoxian persuaded Meng Lang to come to 3601 and tell Hu Yifei the bad news:

"Sister Yifei, the latest news is that the former host of Modu TV Station suddenly decided to bite the bullet and work for another two months. Teacher Zeng may not be able to return until two months later."

"How could this happen!?" Hu Yifei was almost driven crazy by the sudden blow. It seems that the things bought yesterday will take another two months to be effective.

"Our 3601 is really unlucky. Last night, I heard Lu Ziqiao howling ghostly and howling, and today I encountered such a thing!"

"Huh? What happened to Brother Ziqiao? Why is he crying and howling like a wolf?" Mr. Meng was confused.

"Damn! Wasn't it Mika's good deed?" At this point, Hu Yifei's distressed expression disappeared, and he changed to a gossip expression, "Guess what Mijia did yesterday?"

"Sister Meijia?" Meng Lang pondered for a while, "I saw her carrying a lot of suits to go downstairs to find Xiao Hei yesterday, is it possible?"

"You guessed it, it's Zi Qiao's suit!"

Speaking of which, Hu Yifei ran to the corner of the sofa in the living room, searched for a while, and handed Meng Lang a small ball: "Here, take a look at this."

Meng Lang took it and saw that it was something similar to the prize egg in the gashapon machine. Looking carefully, it was a very small suit inside.

"Eh? Why do I seem to have seen this suit somewhere? Isn't this the suit that Zi Qiao owns?"

"Yes, you read that right, this is Zi Qiao's suit!" The devil explained with a look of gloating on her face, "Meijia thinks Zi Qiao's suit takes up too much space, so she went to Xiao Hei to find a solution."

"It's true that the whole family doesn't come into the family. Ziqiao usually likes to make oolongs. Now that her husband crashed a car while drunk driving, and his wife was drunk driving to save others, Meijia gave a bigger oolong backhand."

"You also know that once this woman is pregnant, her mind is not very sharp. I don't know what he told Xiao Hei. Anyway, the final result is that Ziqiao's suits in the room have become like this."

"Hiss..." Meng Lang gasped when he heard the words, "Brother Zi Qiao usually regards his suit as important as his life, so this time he won't be so shocked that he will lose his mind, right?"

When Hu Yifei heard this, she waved her hand indifferently:

"Don't worry, I thought Zi Qiao was quite normal when I had breakfast just now."

"Except for the vigil last night for those suits who were looking for death, couldn't eat breakfast, looked listless and wore their clothes backwards, everything else is quite normal!"

Meng Lang: ￣ー￣......

Well, as expected of you, Fu Yifei!

I really doubt how Lu Zhanbo grew up to be so big and was not killed by you. If you have the opportunity, you can learn from him and learn the experience of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

While Meng and Hu Yifei were chatting idly, Zhuge Dali came out from the kitchen with a tray:

"Meng Lang, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Come and try the egg-and-beef porridge I made according to your recipe."

"Wow! It smells so good!" Seeing how caring the little girl was, Meng did not hesitate to compliment her, "What did I say that smells so good? It turned out to be the porridge you cooked!"

Someone from Meng picked up a spoon and took a bite, and immediately gave a thumbs up: "The taste is absolutely amazing! It's no worse than my cooking!"

"The kid next door is already in place, just tell me, should you follow the procedure or just cry?"

Zhuge Dali looked at Meng Lang with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and shook his head helplessly: "You are still so poor-mouthed. I know my own craftsmanship. Although I use the same recipe, the taste is still much worse than yours."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Hu Yifei next to him had a helpless expression on his face: "It's true that like attracts people and groups. Meng Lang is a master of culinary arts, and Dali's cooking skills are also good. From this aspect, it seems that Zeng Xiaoxian and I are completely different. tragedy."

Hearing Hu Yifei's frustrated words, the little girl couldn't help comforting her: