Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

Chapter 386 Meng Lang: We are all real relatives

1 minute later, Biyou Village.

Lu Ziqiao was at a loss: "Boss Meng, I really don't know what's going on with that Ma Xianhong!"

"I was invited by Wang Zhenqiu to help Zhao Haitang clear some memories and earn some extra money, but for some reason, Ma Xianhong started going crazy when he saw my soul-brightness technique."

As they said that, the two of them poked their heads at the door and looked in, only to see that the poor old horse was still shivering at the foot of the bed, apparently still in shock.

"Alas..." Sighing, Meng Lang turned his head to look at Wang Zhenqiu and Zhao Haitang, "Mr. Ma must have been plotted against by someone using a method similar to the Ming Soul Technique, which left a psychological shadow. In the future, you should try your best not to be here in the future." He brought this up in front of him, you know?"

Wang Zhenqiu nodded: "Understood."

Zhao Haitang also nodded without saying a word.

"Well, if this is the case, then you can find another place to rest first. I'll go in and chat with Village Chief Ma." Meng Lang ordered lightly, and was about to enter the door.

"and many more!"

Zhao Haitang stretched out his hand to stop Meng.

Meng Lang smiled indifferently: "What advice does Mr. Zhao have?"

The groundhog youth suddenly bowed deeply to Meng Lang without saying a word: "On the matter of Brother Ma...Thank you very much."

"No, I have my own considerations."

A certain Meng waved his hand slightly, and turned to look at Lu Ziqiao: "Old Buge, Village Chief Ma and I have some confidential matters to discuss, please call Zhuge Qing and Wang to set up defenses outside the room, and take the two of you to another place by the way. "

"clear."

Lu Ziqiao left with the two of them.

Seeing the three walking away, Meng Lang switched his facial expression to the usual elegant and easy-going channel, and walked into the room calmly.

Hearing someone coming in, Ma Xianhong slowly raised his head with blank eyes.

"You came?"

"I am coming."

"You shouldn't—"

"Stop!" A certain Meng interrupted Ma Xianhong by waving his hands with black lines all over his head, "Don't drag those things with me, tell me the truth, have you fully recovered your memory?"

Ma Xianhong was slightly taken aback, but he still said truthfully: "My memory is very chaotic. Although I remembered a lot, I didn't remember more things. I feel that new memories are emerging every moment, and even the most recent Some of my memories are actually a little incomplete..."

"Well... don't worry, these are all expected things. Your memory after being covered with both hands is based on false memory. It is reasonable to be temporarily forgotten when repairing your soul."

As he spoke, a confident smile appeared on the corner of Meng's mouth.

"Although "Shuangquanshou" is powerful, my "Nine Heavens Immortal Yin Jue" is still superior in terms of magic. If this situation continues, as long as you come here every month to listen to a piece of "Meng Shanyi" Yun, the soul can be fully repaired within a year."

"Shuangquanshou? You mean, I was used both hands...uh-ah!" Thinking of this, Ma Xianhong felt a sharp pain in his head again, and couldn't help but wailed while hugging his head.

Seeing the other party's pain, Meng, who has always been kind-hearted, couldn't bear it, so he decided to help him.

Gently lifted his foot, aimed at Ma Xianhong's foot, and landed hard.

"Boom—click—"

With a muffled sound accompanied by the sound of bone cracking, Ma Xianhong's foot was trampled into a comminuted fracture.

"Ahh-!"

A howl ten times more horrific than before resounded through the night sky, causing Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, and Fu Rong, who had just arrived, to look at each other in blank dismay, secretly guessing in his heart who is going to blame Meng Lang?

No matter what the people outside the room thought, Meng in the room put his hand on Ma Xianhong's shoulder with a calm face at this time, and poured the incomparably thick Sacred Heart Jue into the other person's body to help him While treating the foot injury, he also adjusted his body by the way.

"Mr. Ma doesn't need to thank me. When people have headaches and toothaches and need to divert their attention, the best way is to create more pain elsewhere.

Just now, someone from Meng saw that you were about to suffer from brain disease, so he had no choice but to do something wrong... How do you feel, does your head still hurt? "

'I thank you all! '

"Many...thank you, Minister Meng, no...it doesn't hurt anymore." Ma Xianhong hurriedly thanked him, the faint residual pain in his feet made him swallow with lingering fear.

"That's good, I would like to advise you, don't act rashly to recall things related to the 'sister' in your impression before your soul is healed. If you have any problems, you can wait for you to recover and then find a way to solve them. Don't be in a hurry. "

"That's it... Ma wrote it down."

Ma Xianhong nodded solemnly, and then a look of curiosity appeared on his face.

"Minister Meng, since you have spent so much time helping me, you must be planning something, right? You might as well just say it bluntly."

The old horse's face is full of kindness, and his words are full of understanding: "The fundamental purpose of Ma's creation of Biyou Village and the self-cultivation stove is to regain my memory. Since Minister Meng has helped me achieve my goal, then I You have to get something in return.”

Meng Lang smiled slightly when he heard the words, and secretly began to jump repeatedly. In a flash of his mind, he drafted a draft to persuade his younger brother to surrender from various perspectives such as psychology, physics, and ethics.

"Mr. Ma, although the memory of that 'sister' is incomplete, you should be very clear about your origin, right?"

"Birthplace?" Ma Xianhong was slightly taken aback, "I don't know what kind of background Minister Meng is referring to?"

Meng had a kind smile on his face: "Of course it was born after Jiashen 36 righteousness! If I remember correctly, one of the 36 righteousnesses, 'Sanchi Banshu' Ma Benzai should be your great-grandfather, right? ?”

Hearing that Meng Lang, the leader of the world, rated his grandfather as "36 righteousness" instead of those so-called "36 thieves" who were well-known and decent, Ma Xianhong's recognition of him soared from less than [-] points in an instant. It was close to eighty o'clock, and it was only one step away from becoming a confidant.

"That's right, Ma Benzai is my grandfather."

When Meng heard this, he clapped his hands suddenly: "That's great, we have relatives! They are indeed relatives!"

Ma Xianhong: (｀_??) ゞ?

"Minister Meng, excuse Ma's ignorance, I don't seem to have heard that you have received the inheritance of 36 righteousness... Could it be that someone who is married to my grandfather is your elder?"

"Hey—this statement is wrong!"

Meng Lang shook his head calmly.

"The relatives I'm talking about may not be the same as the relatives you understand."

"...I don't know why it's different?"

"It's like this... I have taken in an apprentice named Zhang Chulan, do you know that?"

"I know!" Ma Xianhong nodded slightly.

"Zhang Chulan's biological grandfather is called Zhang Huaiyi, and he is one of the 36 Jiashen Yis like your grandfather, do you know that?"