When Meng Jiu returned to the Tianshan Inn, Meishan had already dealt with the blood stains on his bald head and face briefly.

Looking at the streamer who was still unconscious on the bed, Meng Jiu sighed lightly: "I never thought that after a thousand years, I still met this guy in Falling Flower City, it was really a scourge for thousands of years......"

Mei Shan stared at the face that had been treated by him simply, but it had already shown a bit of its original appearance, and the love and hate in his eyes were intertwined and contradictory.

Thinking of the night he first came to Falling Flower City, the beggar he had met outside the City Lord's Mansion turned out to be a streamer! If he had recognized him that day and tied him to his side, he would not have been able to give birth to such an incident as he did today.

"If you hadn't appeared in time today, I don't know how many more soulless ghosts would have come out of this Falling Flower City. ”

Meng Jiu thought about the scene that happened in the square just now, and he still felt his scalp tingling and his back was cold.

Looking at the dirty and smelly streamer again, a complicated look also appeared on her face: "Brother Xiaoshan, what to do with him?"

"What poison did you put on him?" Meishan replied.

Although he doesn't use poison, he knows Mengjiu too well, under normal circumstances, if there is no deep hatred with the other party, it is not a situation of death and death, she only uses ecstasy to stun the other party.

Just like before, she put down the women who were pestering him in Ruyi Xuan......

Most of the people who are lost in the middle of their souls will wake up in half an hour. And he carried the streamer back from the square to this time, almost an hour has passed.

It stands to reason that Meng Jiu would not have applied other deadly poisons to him because he wanted to kill the streamer......

"Don't worry, I don't dare to poison him now! I want him to live or he die, everything will be ordered when the adults return. ”

Meng Jiu was obviously a little dissatisfied with Meishan's doubts, but she couldn't help but be suspicious in her heart, she only had an ordinary amount of ecstasy, and it stands to reason that the streamer should have woken up a long time ago.

Having doubts in her heart, she stretched out her hand and put her hand on the veins of the streamer.

It didn't take long for an unbelievable expression to appear on Mengjiu's face, who was riding the pulse of the streamer.

"How?" Seeing her like this, Mei Shan finally couldn't help but ask, and there was a hint of imperceptible concern in his tone.

"He ......" Meng Jiu let go of his hand and spit out, looking uncertain and as if he didn't know where to start.

"What the hell is going on?" Meng Jiu's expression made Meishan's heart lift.

"Brother Xiaoshan, don't worry! The effect of the ecstasy powder has passed, and he just fell asleep. The body is fine, but the body is a little lacking due to lack of diet and sleep. ”

Mengjiu's sentence made Meishan feel relieved, but he didn't have time to relax his anger, but Mengjiu's next sentence shocked him.

"It's just...... It's just that he's missing a soul and a soul. ”

"What?" Meishan looked at Yumejiu in disbelief.

Meng Jiu didn't say anything more, but nodded affirmatively at him.

"How can this be?" Meishan was still shocked, and there were twelve points of doubt.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Meng Jiu's medical skills, he believes that looking at the entire Marfa Continent, there will be no one who can surpass Meng Jiu's medical skills, and there will be no Meng Jiu who can't diagnose symptoms.

He just didn't believe it, as the founder of the two major exercises of soul dementoring and soul destroying, how could he even lose one of his souls and one soul?

Could it be that who injured the streamer and took away his soul and soul? After all, what the streamer had experienced in the past thousand years, he and Meng Jiu almost didn't know.

But when such an idea arose, he immediately denied it in his heart.

The Dao of the streamer is so powerful, since the death of the adult, if there is still someone in this world who can compete with him, unless it is him Meishan. But he has basically stayed in Oasis City to guard the desert for the past thousand years, and he has never met the streamer at all......

What's more, even he can only compete with the streamer, but he can't reach the strength to absorb the streamer's soul at all.

"Could it be Miss Bao......?" After a long silence, Meishan said.

"Impossible!" Meng Jiu said affirmatively, "I have already investigated carefully, and his soul has left his body...... At least a thousand years!"

Mengjiu's words once again made Meishan feel unbelievable, frowning and thinking quietly, but he couldn't think of a reason.

It's better for him to wake up and ask him face to face! I'm afraid that he has lost his soul and soul, and now he can't tell ......

Meishan stood up and pulled the thin quilt on the bed to cover him, but he didn't want to see an old and yellowed book through the tattered and smelly clothes on his chest.

Mei Shan gently pulled out the ancient book from his arms, and quickly read it from beginning to end, frowning more and more tightly.

Eventually, he handed the ancient book to the side, and Meng Jiu, who was looking curious.

"I knew that it was this kid who stole the adult's Tianhuo exercise manuscript back then!" Meng Jiu looked at it and said angrily: "Fortunately, what he stole was only the adult's original manuscript, and the exercise method was not perfected at all. ”

Then he wondered: "This kid is a person who is dedicated to cultivating the Dao, why did he steal the Heavenly Fire Technique of the Lord back then?"

Meishan looked at Meng Jiu, who was concentrating on turning over the ancient book, and couldn't help but feel a void in his heart: he also stole the adult's things, and what he stole was the adult's favorite painting......

"This, this ......" turned to the second half of the ancient book, and Meng Jiu exclaimed in surprise as Meishan expected: "Blue Spirit Fairy Grass?"

The legend of the Blue Spirit Fairy Grass had been heard by Meng Jiu thousands of years ago.

It's just that no one has ever seen the Blue Spirit Fairy Grass, so over time, she just thinks it's just a myth.

"It can raise up the flesh and bones of the dead...... 5,000 years can open the mind, 8,000 years can transform the ......"

Meng Jiu read the record of the Blue Spirit Fairy Grass in the ancient book as he looked, and then turned his puzzled eyes to Meishan: "Isn't this kid looking for the Blue Spirit Fairy Grass? What is he doing looking for the Blue Spirit Fairy Grass? He thinks that he has not been an old monster for long enough, and he still wants to live forever or gain spiritual power?"

Then, he looked at the sleeping streamer with the eyes of a fool: "Five thousand years can open up the mind, eight thousand years can be illusioned, this kind of deceptive words is also what he believes, right? How can there really be such a rare thing in this world? It's just a mythical story! I think he is really stunned!"

Meng Jiu looked at the streamer and chattered, but he didn't notice Meishan's face that changed a few times.

Jiu'er doesn't believe that there is a blue spirit fairy grass in the world, do you want to tell her?

Meishan was entangled in his heart: should he remind Jiu'er that if he drank a bowl of water that Miss Bao had touched, the old cold leg that had not been cured for thousands of years would be cured......

In addition, Bao Girl can transform between a pig and a human form at will......

Do you want to tell Jiu'er, he guesses that this Blue Spirit Fairy Grass is not an empty legend, and Miss Bao and the Blue Spirit Fairy Grass may be closely related......

Mei Shan frowned quietly and was entangled, but Meng Jiu had finished turning over the ancient book and gently stuffed it back into the streamer's tattered placket again.