A minute later, Biyou Village.

Lu Ziqiao's face was at a loss: "Boss Meng, I really don't know what kind of madness that Ma Xianhong has!" ”

"I was invited by Wang Zhenqiu to come over to help Zhao Haitang clear a little memory and make some extra money by the way, but I don't know what's going on, Ma Xianhong started to go crazy as soon as he saw my soul technique."

As he spoke, the two of them looked in at the door, and saw that the poor old horse was still trembling at the foot of the bed, obviously still in shock.

"Alas......" sighed, Meng Lang turned his head to look at Wang Zhenqiu and Zhao Haitang, "Village Chief Ma should have been plotted by someone with a means similar to Ming Soul Technique before, leaving a psychological shadow, you should try not to mention this in front of him in the future, you know?" ”

Wang Zhenqiu nodded: "Understood." ”

Zhao Haitang also nodded without saying a word.

"Well, in that case, then you can find a place to rest first, and I'll go in and talk to Village Chief Ma." Meng Lang gave a faint order, and he was about to enter the door.

"Wait!"

Zhao Haitang stretched out his hand and stopped in front of Meng someone.

Meng Lang smiled indifferently: "What advice does Zhao Gongzi have?" ”

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

"No, I have my own considerations."

Meng Mou waved his hand slightly, and turned his head to look at Lu Ziqiao: "Brother Bu, I have confidential matters to discuss with Village Chief Ma, please call Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye to guard outside the room, and take the two of them to go around elsewhere by the way." ”

"Understood."

Lu Ziqiao left with the two of them.

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

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

"You're here?"

"I'm coming."

"You shouldn't-"

"Stop!" Meng interrupted Ma Xianhong's words with a wave of his hand full of black lines, "Don't drag those who don't have with me, you give me a clue, have you completely recovered your memory?" ”

Ma Xianhong was slightly stunned, but still said honestly: "My memory is very confusing, although I remember a lot, but I don't remember more things, I feel that new memories are emerging every moment, and even some recent memories are actually a little incomplete......"

"Hmm...... Don't worry, these are to be expected, the memories you have after being covered with your hands are based on false memories, and it makes sense that you will be temporarily forgotten when you repair your soul. ”

As he spoke, the corners of Meng's mouth hooked up with a confident smile.

"Although "Double Full Hands" is powerful, but my "Nine Heavens Immortal Sound Formula" is still superior in terms of magic, according to the development of this situation, as long as you come to Meng Someone every month to listen to a song of the legacy of Yanshan, you can completely repair your soul in less than a year."

"Double-handed? Do you mean that I was given both hands...... Uh——!h Thinking of this, Ma Xianhong once again felt a strong tingling pain in his mind, and couldn't help but hug his head and wail.

Seeing the other party's painful appearance, Meng Mou, who has always been kind-hearted, was a little unbearable, so he decided to help him.

Gently raised his foot, aimed at the surface of Ma Xianhong's foot, and fell hard.

"Knock-click-"

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

"Ahh——!hh

A miserable howl ten times more terrible than just now resounded in the night sky, making Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing and Fu Rong, who had just arrived, look at each other, and secretly guess in their hearts who Meng Lang is going to be in trouble?

No matter what the people outside the room thought, Meng in the room raised his hand on Ma Xianhong's shoulder with a light face at this time, and poured the incomparably thick Sacred Heart Essence True Qi into the other party's body, helping him to treat his foot injury while also conditioning his body by the way.

"Village Chief Ma doesn't have to thank me, when people have a headache and toothache and need to divert their attention, the best thing to do is to create more pain elsewhere.

Just now, Meng saw that you were about to have a brain disease, so he had to make this decision in a hurry...... How does it feel, does your head still hurt? ”

'I thank you family! ’

"Multi-...... Thank you, Minister Meng, no...... It doesn't hurt anymore. Ma Xianhong stumbled and hurriedly thanked him, and the faint residual pain on his feet made him swallow his saliva with palpitations.

"That's good, I advise you, don't act rashly to recall the things related to the 'sister' in your impression before the soul injury is healed, if there are any problems, you can wait for you to heal before you find a way to solve them, don't be in a hurry."

"That's right...... Ma made a note of it. ”

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

"Minister Meng, since you have taken such great pains to help me, you should also have some plans, right? Let's just say it. ”

Lao Ma's face was full of kindness, and his words were full of reasonableness: "The fundamental purpose of Ma to create Biyou Village and build a self-cultivation furnace is to retrieve his memory, since Minister Meng has helped me achieve my goal, then I should have something to repay." ”

Meng Lang smiled slightly when he heard this, and secretly began to beat sideways repeatedly, and in an instant, he drafted a draft to persuade the younger brother from various perspectives such as psychology, physics, and ethics.

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

"Origin?" Ma Xianhong was slightly stunned, "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 the thirty-sixth righteousness of Jiashen!" If I'm not mistaken, one of the thirty-six righteous 'three-foot class loses' Ma Benzai should be your grandfather, right? ”

Hearing that Meng Lang, the world's top critic of his grandfather, was "Thirty-six Righteousness", rather than the so-called "Thirty-six Thieves" with a unified caliber of famous and decent families, Ma Xianhong's recognition of him instantly soared from less than forty points to nearly eighty points, and he was only one step away from being a confidant.

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

When Meng heard this, he clapped his hands violently: "That's great, we have relatives!" Really relative! ”

Ma Xianhong: ('_ ́)ゞ?

"Minister Meng, I don't seem to have heard of you before that you have received the inheritance of the Thirty-six Righteousness...... Could it be that someone who has formed a relationship with my grandfather is your elder? ”

"Huh—that's a mistake!"

Meng Lang shook his head indifferently.

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

“…… I don't know how it is different? ”

"That's right...... I took in an apprentice named Zhang Chulan, do you know? ”

"Yes!" Ma Xianhong nodded lightly.

"Zhang Chulan's grandfather's name is Zhang Huaiyi, and he is one of the thirty-six righteousness of Jiashen like your grandfather, do you know?"

“…… Know. Ma Xianhong faintly sensed a hint of something wrong from Meng Lang's words, and nodded again with a little hesitation when he heard the words.

"Look, Zhang Chulan's grandfather and your grandfather are sworn brothers, so he is your uncle according to generation, right?"

"And Zhang Chulan is my apprentice, as the saying goes, 'one day as a teacher and one life as a father', according to the generation, I am his father, so naturally it will rise by another generation, and it is said that it is also your grandfather's peer - yes, pony?"

Ma Xianhong: "......"

PS: First update

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