"Monk?!"

Meng Zihan was slightly stunned, and immediately his eyebrows immediately became excited, his future goal is to become a monk, and if he can get the guidance of a monk in advance, the probability of success will be even higher.

Meng Kun said with a smile: "I have a bit of a holiday with this adult, but fortunately, he shouldn't have taken it to heart, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to appear here completely." ”

"So wait for you to go in, don't be disrespectful, I know that there will be monks in the Cultivation Hall, but you haven't entered the training after all, it will also be good for you to be able to gain more experience outside. ”

This is equivalent to extracurricular tuition.

"As that adult, when I came here, I should live in a villa built by the Li family. ”

Hearing the villa, Meng Zihan showed a look of anger.

Meng Kun quickly noticed his expression: "What's wrong?"

Meng Zihan shook his head and said, "I had some unpleasant conflicts with a poor boy who was fighting with people before, but it wasn't in the way. ”

"It doesn't matter. Meng Kun also knew his nephew's character, and he would cause trouble wherever he went, "But wait a little for me to carry a little, otherwise it will be troublesome." ”

The weather was clear, the wind blowing from the mountains was extremely cool, and Mencius was less angry before.

When he became a monk and entered the Special Investigation Bureau, the dispute in the north of the sky was nothing more than a fight between ants in his eyes.

After all, he will go higher and farther than that Wu Dashao.

……

Lu Feng was in his room, and Lin Mengru and his party were going to repair it and wait for the sunlight to weaken before setting off.

"Mr. Lu, there is a guest visiting, claiming to be Meng Kun. The housekeeper said lightly.

Lu Feng was stunned.

"Meng Kun?"

"What is this guy doing, is it his nephew's business? to apologize?"

He didn't mind that.

And as time went by, Lu Feng gradually began to adapt to these disputes, he was reluctant to get involved, but there were some things that still needed to be in his own hands.

For example, if you want to deal with Morton Manor, the best revenge is not to let the other party die directly, but to let the other party live worse than die in despair.

He has never been a good person, and the boiling blood full of violence is destined to make it difficult for him to become a good person.

If Meng Kun could really be used by him, Lu Feng didn't mind.

Downstairs, Meng Kun saw the housekeeper make a gesture of invitation to him.

This housekeeper is not the Wang housekeeper just now, after all, there is a villa, and the Wang housekeeper is the chief housekeeper.

Meng Kun's face was happy, he really thought right.

Meng Zihan, who was following behind, also restrained his big grinning movements and was cautious.

He was nervous, although he had already joined the Cultivation Pavilion, after all, there was half of the failure rate, and he was also quite worried in his heart.

The door opened.

In this villa, Lu Feng was the only one, and it seemed extremely quiet.

There was the sound of birdsong outside the window, and the wind blew in through the lake and through the balcony, even if it was not open, there was a hint of coolness.

"Mr. Lu, take the liberty to disturb ......" Meng Kun saw Lu Feng, and a flattering look appeared on his face.

The pressure on this excessively young monk on him is getting bigger and bigger.

Even, this Meng Laohu, who has been in the underground all the year round, faintly felt that there seemed to be something that he had not yet known.

"Mr. Lu, this is my own nephew, Mencius Han......"

Meng Zihan kept his eyes down, looking at the ground, a little nervous, and his spare eyes looked at the end of the study, behind a desk, there seemed to be a person.

When he heard his uncle mention himself, he gave up his hand and said: "Junior Mencius Han, meet Lu ......"

Land?

After subconsciously saying this surname, Meng Zihan followed the direction of his body and looked over.

It's just that under this look, he was completely stunned in place, stunned.

"Lu Lu Lu ......"

Meng Zihan's breathing was extremely rapid, and he saw that behind the table, it was Lu Feng who was sitting.

At this time, Lu Feng, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, was looking at himself, and his indifferent look was in stark contrast to himself.

His face turned pale instantly, like the rockery behind the villa that had been painted like a work of art.

Meng Zihan never thought that Lu Feng, who had been humiliated by him before, and Lu Feng, who was not in his eyes, turned out to be a monk.

And only now did he understand that the other party could not live in this villa because of the Li family at all, but because he was a monk.

It's that simple, but it's shocking.

Meng Laohu saw Lu Feng's smile on his face, thinking that he was very satisfied with his nephew, and said: "Mr. Lu, the previous incident was not my fault, and I have no intention of trying to involve you in it, if you are dissatisfied, you can come to me." ”

"It's just that I have no descendants, and I only have this nephew, he is better than me, an old guy, and has entered the Cultivation Hall, so I brought him to meet you today, and I hope you can give me some advice. ”

"Boy, what are you doing there, and you keep talking, you won't even say hello. ”

Meng Laohu kicked his nephew, and he actually kicked him to the ground with one kick, and then saw the pale cheeks and dry lips.

Meng Laohu was stunned, and then suddenly remembered their previous conversation, his nephew seemed to say that he had just had a little holiday with someone.

This person...... Could it be Lu Feng?

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