Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

"Yes, we can't go there. I have already arranged for other people to set up defenses in Bagua Village. After you get up in a while, go downstairs to find Er Zhuang and Xiao Hei, and check the Internet for any clues about Quan Xing's gang... "

"Well, that's it, bye~"

The Gua girl next to her finished eating the last bun, just in time to hear Meng hang up the phone, so she leaned over and asked Hanhan: "Is it possible that Guameier won't be here today?"

Meng Lang shrugged: "Well, just to be on the safe side, I asked Dali to find Er Zhuang. The Wuhou faction is one of the core forces of the Haoqi League, so nothing can go wrong."

Feng Baobao nodded half-understanding: "Spicy, why don't you just ask Lu Liang where they are? Doesn't it seem more comfortable to bury them all in the past?"

"How can it be so easy?"

Seeing her cute and innocent look with chopsticks in her mouth, meng lang couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed her little face.

"The composition structure of Quan Xing is very complicated. Unless they are attracted by some big events, even if they are summoned by the head, they will not obediently gather together. Once we take the initiative to attack and force this group of people too much, they are likely to jump the wall in a hurry. of……"

"The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry? Hide in the ravine to block the way?"

"No, they will find a way to rent a house in the Chaoyang District of the capital, and if they can't rent a house, they will be homeless!"

"Rental? Homeless?"

Gua Po Niang tilted her head: "Spicy like claws?"

Meng Lang took a sip of coffee and explained to her: "The Chaoyang District of the capital city is a national security model, and the case detection rate is as high as [-]%!

Therefore, as long as he is not wanted by the police in the secular world, even if someone goes to Longhu Mountain and kills Tian Jinzhong, as long as he can run back to Chaoyang in the capital before the old hooligan on Longhu Mountain reacts, he will be absolutely safe under the protection of the people's police of. "

"It's like this~"

Gua Po Niang nodded thoughtfully, and pinched her chin to start today's witty quiz: "Who offends us? If we run to the capital, we don't seem to have a chance to play?"

"Of course not~"

A smile curled up on the corner of Meng Lang's mouth.

"This world is multi-dimensional. As long as you learn the logical way to think about problems from multiple angles, you will find that many problems that others cannot solve are actually very simple. Compare?"

"What are you talking about?"

"It's very simple. The reason why the old heavenly master can't touch the murderer hiding in Chaoyang District is because his strength and influence are limited to the circle of aliens, and he has no way to deal with the secular public security department, and he doesn't know how to turn around.

But I am different, if someone fled to Chaoyang, the capital city after committing a crime in the love apartment, I would directly ask Er Zhuang to forge a copy of his criminal evidence on the Internet, use the formal channels to accompany the police to interrogate the prisoner, and then find an opportunity to directly use the internal Jin penetrated into the opponent's body, causing him to die of organ failure ten and a half months later. "

Gua Po Niang was amazed when she heard it, and gave Meng a thumbs up with a learned expression.

"Meng Lang, I think your brain is much smarter than the fourth child's!"

"Isn't that a matter of course? I told you a long time ago that you should not only deal with the circle of strangers, those people are already stupid for practicing qi...For example, do you know the Tian Jinzhong I just mentioned?"

"I know~ Zhang is out of the market, elder, Guameier is always talking about you, you shouldn't have given him a tube of blood~"

"That's right, that old man! It was only after I met him that I realized how pathetic a person who is out of touch with the times is..."

With that said, Meng Lang sighed full of melancholy, and took another sip of the coffee in his hand.

"The old man Tian Jinzhong was captured by bad guys when he was young, cut off his limbs and destroyed his meridians, and became a complete useless person, but even so he did not confess Zhang Chulan's grandfather's secrets. Hard bones.

Later, with his life ruined, he tried to die several times. Although he was finally released by the previous generation of celestial masters, he also suffered from a heart disease...

In order not to reveal his secrets when he was talking in his sleep, he devoted himself to practicing meditation, endured unimaginable pain for ordinary people, and had not closed his eyes for decades.

Baby, for such a senior, I admire his strength of character, but feel sad for his IQ. Do you know why? "

"Isn't that easy?"

Gua Po Niang grinned, took out her phone from her pocket, opened a certain treasure and handed it to Meng Lang.

"That old man is so stupid! Even I know this. I'm afraid of talking in my sleep and I'm afraid of snoring. Why don't I just buy a shut-up sticker?

Look, a certain treasure is 9 yuan and 9 boxes with free shipping. Before going to bed, someone will paste it for him. How big is it that you don’t need to sleep every day? "

……

ps: second update

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Chapter 523 Meng Lang Says Some Boring Complaints

Rubbing Gua Po Niang's head appreciatively, Meng Lang raised his head and looked at the rising sun in the distance, his eyes slightly blurred.

"Yeah~ Yiren is such an admirable group of empathy and righteousness, but also a pathetic group of stupid people... I have to admit that they have been gradually abandoned by the times."

"Abandoned? To scatter a child?"

"Because they refuse to learn, refuse to keep pace with the times."

Meng Lang's tone was full of regret.

"Heavy rain falls on the swallows, white waves roar to the sky, fishing boats outside Qinhuangdao. The vast ocean is gone, who knows where to go? The past has passed for thousands of years, Wei Wu has whipped his whip, and there is a posthumous chapter on Jieshi in the east. The bleak autumn wind is here again, and the world has changed. ...

Just like the so-called 'sages' in the era of drinking blood tens of thousands of years ago.

They only know how to tirelessly warn the younger generations never to leave the cave after dark, but they don't know that one day people will walk out of the narrow and cramped cave and face the wider world outside.

The same is true for the old people in the alien world, they tirelessly emphasize the importance of cultivation to their younger generations, and regard themselves as superior to others, but they don’t know that people’s cultivation in the world is no longer in the deep mountains and old forests..."

"Turn on the computer and find what you need in the massive flow of information that is difficult to distinguish between true and false—is this practice?

Putting on military uniforms and standing guard on the deserted border Gobi Desert—is this practice?

Take out your mobile phone, throw away a few games in your head after a day of work, get up early the next day, and re-pay the mortgage and car loan as the pillar of the family - is this not spiritual practice?

The so-called practice is essentially the progress gained when striving for the goal. Is there really a difference between drawing symbols on the mountain and sitting in the company cubicle writing code?It’s nothing more than a different type of work~”

"Then, are you going to give up on them?"

"Abandon them?"

"Well, Gua Meier analyzed it for me, and the company seems to want to bury all the strangers, they're so helpless!

Ever since I was hot... yes!After the planned monk education, the generation of new monks will be less than one-fifth of that of the older generation. In another 30 years, the number of aliens will more than double!

If things go on like this, it won't take 100 years, does it seem... soon there will be no strangers? "

Seeing Feng Baobao staring at him with big black and round eyes expectantly, Meng Lang couldn't help being a little amused.

Sure enough, Gua Po Niang's concept of time is still so strange.