Meng Xuan returned home and had dinner with his parents.

My father seems to have received another call from the manager, and it is likely that he will continue to travel tomorrow, and this time the business trip is not expected to be too short.

Mother kept complaining on the side, saying that this day couldn't be passed, and a good weekend couldn't be stopped, but in fact, even if it was herself, she had to go on a business trip to run insurance sales on Monday, leaving Meng Xuan alone at home.

Meng Xuan knew that they actually wanted to be more leisurely, but this was not realistic, the house was in installments back then, and now they have to repay a high mortgage every month, their grandparents and grandparents are still alive, and the cost of supporting and honoring the elderly is still necessary.

Although my sister works part-time outside, the basic tuition and living expenses are also a lot of money, Meng Xuan is about to go to college, and the daily expenses have always been not small, my father and mother are people who want to save face, and I always hope that my life can be decent, and I don't want to be laughed at by other relatives and friends.

For example, Meng Dongqi has been planning to buy a new car for the family in two years after his sister graduates.

As a result, Liu Wanru and Meng Dongqi didn't dare to stop for a moment.

The second elder always shouted that when his sister Meng Qian and Meng Xuan both graduated and worked, they would be able to enjoy Qingfu in their leisure, but how possible is this?

Meng Xuan's awakened memories of his previous life have also been experienced, and when the child graduates, he also has to consider the child's bride price, dowry, house, and car······

Finally, the children have started a family and retired at home, and they may have to bring grandchildren to the children at that time······

This kind of busy life, Meng Xuan can't tell whether it is happy or sad, but there is no doubt that this is not the life he wants in his life.

It seems that the situation at home needs to be changed appropriately, at least so that parents are not so busy.

Meng Xuan thought quietly as he picked up his meal.

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On Sunday morning, Meng Xuan recorded the characters related to the second ritual he had memorized last night on a piece of paper and brought them to the Shahe Municipal Library to continue the translation work.

After saying hello to Luo Na, who had been in the library as always, Meng Xuan found several tomes he needed, and quickly immersed himself in translation work.

He had become more and more familiar with Nelson's words, and his memory efficiency was getting higher and higher, in just one night, Meng Xuan had already recorded the contents of a third of the paper, and after the sensory enhancement of the strange sense ritual, he finally saw the appearance of the red dot monster clearly before he died.

It was a humanoid creature that walked on all fours, with four crab-legged sharp arthropods on its back, black and purple skin, dense granulations, blood-red eyes, cat-like walking, and no sound at all.

However, Meng Xuan only saw the appearance of the monster clearly, after being strengthened by the strange sense ritual, he still didn't have any resistance, the speed of the monster was too fast, even if he had a sense of crisis, the speed of his nerve reaction was not enough for him to avoid the attack of the opponent's sharp arthropods.

However, Meng Xuan felt that he had made some progress, at least he could react a little and move his body, choose his own way of death, and he didn't have to be directly beheaded or opened every time, although he wouldn't really die, it would still be embarrassing to leave too many scars on obvious parts of his body, for example, recently, he felt that Liu Yuran's eyes were a little strange when he looked at him, which probably had something to do with this.

Meng Xuan's translation progress became faster and faster, and by about the afternoon, this part of the character content had been translated.

At the same time, he was given the corresponding name for the second Twisted Elixir Ritual:

Bloodborne!

Although the specific effect of this ritual has not been analyzed due to the lack of recorded characters, according to the meaning of the characters that are effectively translated, Meng Xuan guessed that this ritual is different from the passive enhancement of strange senses, and the effect brought by the bloodborne ritual is likely to be subjectively controlled by him!

This made Meng Xuan full of expectations for the complete content of the ceremony.

Maybe after three rituals, he will have a chance to injure or even kill the red-eyed monster and go to the other labs in the experimental base to find out.

Toot toot!

His broken button phone vibrate.

"Where are you? You're going to call two Earls this afternoon, haven't you forgotten? It's almost four o'clock, and the owners are still waiting. ”

Liu Yuran's complaining voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Don't forget, you wait, I'll go right over."

Meng Xuan replied and hung up the phone at Liu Yuran's urging.

Looking at the large number of books on the table, although he really wanted to study for a while, but last time in order to prepare the ritual materials, his purse had been completely emptied, and judging from the material map of the blood source ritual at a quick glance, the value of the materials involved this time was probably far from being comparable to the strange sense ritual, so he had to find a way to make more money, so for this reason, he could only put down the study progress appropriately.

Poverty hindered his learning.

But at the end of the day, this method is still too slow to make money.

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At six o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Xuan was busy for more than two hours, and finally put two well-equipped accounts with the rank of earl, and under the admiring gaze of the two stupid little children with a lot of money, Meng Xuan walked out of the Internet café with a reward of 500 yuan.

The money is still too slow······

Meng Xuan sighed, it was getting dark fast in winter, night had fallen, pedestrians were in a hurry, it was time for dinner, and the restaurant on the side of the road was the time when the flow of people was the largest, and it was crowded.

The sound of cars, conversations, and the shouts of shops mingle with the yellow street lamps, creating a noisy night scene.

I went to a nearby sports store and bought a wooden knife of decent quality, and before finding a suitable training place, Meng Xuan decided to be a park old man for a while.

Holding a wooden knife wrapped in a long strip of newspaper, and dealing with the old mother who called to urge him to go home for dinner, Meng Xuan slowly walked in the direction of Jinhui Community.

Passing through an alley, dimly lit hanging street lamps swayed in the wind, casting dappled light and shadow on the ground.

Upstairs on the left-hand side can be heard men's questioning and women's shrill roars, occasionally accompanied by the sound of fragile objects and steel products falling to the ground.

In the building on the right-hand side, there was the rustling of mahjong, the chatter of women, and the rough chatter and laughter of men.

Everything looks harmonious.

Stompe!

Suddenly, Meng Xuan stopped.

A sense of strangeness and danger welled up in his heart.

"Strange ······"

Meng Xuan muttered in a low voice, the cold hair on his body stood upside down, and his palm gently grasped the handle of the wooden knife that was wrapped into a stick.

The dim street lamps reflected several figures, three of them at the mouth of the alley, and the other three at the end of the alley, wearing long black trench coats and peaked caps on their heads, completely hiding their faces in the shadows.