Although the long-haired black cat had a disdainful expression on her face, there was no anger in its round eyes.

Liang Meng really didn't hate him.

Hearing Liang Meng say this, Aunt Hong was stunned for a moment. He smiled with relief.

After a cup of tea, Liang Meng got up and left.

Aunt Hong smiled and sent it to the door. Liang Meng waved his hand at Aunt Hong, and glanced at the pillow book before turning around.

I'm sitting in a chair with my eyes closed.

Liang Meng shook his head, smiled, and turned to leave.

"What was the hall master laughing at just now?"

Liang Meng continued to walk along the street, and the legend followed behind him, asking suspiciously.

"Legend, do you know that pillow book in the teahouse?"

"Yes. He was picked up by Aunt Hong, and he has been staying in Sheli since then. ”

"Picked it up?"

Liang Meng was slightly surprised, and turned his head sideways to confirm.

"Yes. Legend nodded.

"At that time, the pillow book was covered in blood, and everyone thought he would not live. Who knew that a few days later, Pillow Book slowly recovered. ”

"Yes. ”

Liang Meng nodded and didn't continue to ask.

"Why did the hall master ask about the pillow book?"

"Nothing. Liang Meng didn't say.

The legend said 'hmm' and didn't continue.

"By the way, Hall Master, did the spiritual power you manipulated just now go well?"

Hearing the legend ask this, Liang Meng turned around and looked at the legend with a smile on his face and nodded.

The expression is indescribably proud.

"Congratulations, hall master. The legend also narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"It seems that the hall master has a good control of spiritual power. It's just great. ”

The day when Yunmengtang will open its doors and solve doubts is just around the corner. The legend was visibly relieved.

"It's lunchtime, do you want to go back? ”

It has indeed been out for a long time, and Liang Meng stood still and hesitated. He was about to turn around and leave with the legend.

There was a sincere voice from the front.

"Auntie, how many years have I sold fish here. The freshest fish is always sold. You can rest assured. Not only do I have fresh fish, but I never run short of pounds. ”

Xiang San said as he raised the fish that was still dancing in his hand to the old woman in front of him.

The old woman nodded with satisfaction and asked Xiangsan to weigh a few.

"Auntie, I'll clean up here, so you don't have to bother going home. ”

The old woman smiled even more satisfied when she heard Xiang San's thoughtful words.

Looking at Xiang San's thin and ugly side face, the black-brown wings fluttered proudly in the air a few times.

Liang Meng smiled with a sly expression.

"We'll go back later. ”

After Liang Meng finished speaking, he walked towards Xiangsan's fish stall, regardless of whether the legend followed or not.

Coming to the fish stall, Xiang San was bent over with his back to them.

In the end, he sells fish all year round, and it didn't take long for Xiangsan to pack up a few fish.

took out the hemp rope, Xiangsan's fingers flipped quickly, and it was tied neatly.

"Come, auntie. Packed up. When you go home, you can rinse it with water and stew it directly. ”

The eldest lady still smiled with satisfaction, took the fish from Xiangsan's hand, and reached out to take out the coin.

Take it out and hand it to Shozo.

Shozo's thin face was full of uneven folds with a smile.

He stretched out his hand, which was still dripping with blood, to take the coin from the old woman's hand.

"Hey, Shozo. You can say, it's all enough for two pounds. You can't lie to me, this old woman. ”

At the last moment, the old woman's hand curled up in her grip on the coin. Laughing and joking at the corners of his wrinkled eyes.

This question is at the right time. Liang Meng turned his wrist and silently read a string out of his mouth.

Then he looked at Shozo expectantly.

"Say what. Shozo's tone suddenly became impatient. The kindness on his face just now has completely subsided.

"How can I make money if it's enough pounds. Anyway, you don't know if it's short. A fool is enough to weigh two pounds. ”