"Master Meng!" Mrs. Ling lay down and kowtowed desperately, "Let's return the things to Ling Ruo immediately, the master, do you say yes!" ”

Being pulled by Mrs. Ling, Ling Wenwu came back from his fear, and kowtowed desperately: "We'll return the things right away!" I beg Master Meng to let our family go! ”

Silence, terrible silence.

In the face of such Meng Shanjun, I don't know why, Ling Wenwu and they couldn't resist at all, so they could only subconsciously and blindly surrender.

"Return everything, and if I receive a message from the bitter Lord, I may reveal the matter for the time being."

Hearing Meng Shanjun's faint voice, Ling Wenwu's family was overjoyed and kept kowtowing.

"Let's go back!" With a wave of Meng Shanjun's sleeves, Ling Wenwu's family of three only felt a gust of black wind blowing in their faces, and they fainted the next moment.

The illusion faded suddenly, and the gloomy hall turned back into the Ling family's courtyard, except for the three people lying on the ground, there were also two figures standing and sitting.

"That's it?" Li Weitian sat on the chair where Xu Hongshan had polished his nails before and asked suspiciously.

"Of course, I'll wait for them to deliver the money to the door tomorrow." Ling Ruo said proudly.

If it weren't for the inconvenience of her hands, she would have played Meng Shanjun by herself, enjoying the three of the Ling family kneeling and worshipping.

Li Weitian shook his head speechlessly, "Senior Mengshan is indeed a respectable monk, but mortals are too afraid of him!" ”

"You don't understand that." Ling Ruo didn't explain too much to Li Weitian, because he couldn't explain it, which involved the secrets of the Heavenly Dao.

There is no fear in the heart, and naturally do things regardless of the consequences.

After the gods disappeared, mortals lost their faith, and often for various reasons, they committed many tragedies of slaughtering cities and exterminating tribes and shedding rivers of blood, which was very detrimental to the stability of the entire mortal world.

Later, the Heavenly Dao set up an image, and with a little Heavenly Dao power on it, mortals would unconsciously feel fear when they heard the name of this person.

It does have some effect to restrain mortals in this way. In the past few million years, the great disasters in the mortal world, in addition to natural disasters, man-made disasters have been caused by monks, and there are very few struggles provoked by mortals themselves.

And "Meng Shanjun", because of his identity as a ghost cultivator, was chosen by Heaven as the image to restrain mortals, and as soon as mortals heard his name, they consciously felt irresistible fear.

The monk fights with the heavens, and he is not as afraid of the power of the heavenly way as mortals, so he naturally cannot feel the special power of "Monsanjun".

In order to nail Ling Wenwu's family to death and stop doing any more demon moths, Ling Ruo simply borrowed the prestige of "Meng Shanjun".

Li Weitian touched his face, a little curious about how he looked now.

According to Ling Ruo, in order to enhance the effect, his current face is fixed with a special technique. In other words, his current face is not his own face, but the face of Meng Sanjun, who is used to scare people.

The man couldn't help but walk to the well, pulled out a stream of water to form a water mirror, and looked at his current face.

"This is not at all like Meng Shanjun on the stage. Your uncle's family would be afraid of this. ”

The image of "Meng Shanjun" on the stage is generally a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square face and thin lips, which is 108,000 miles different from his current image of a handsome young man.

"It's all made up on the stage, and the one I made up is the authentic Monsan-kun!"

In order to enhance the effect, Ling Ruo even directly used Meng Shanjun's true appearance.

Li Weitian chuckled, "It's as if you've seen the real Monsan-kun." ”

I've seen him, and he's still a brother in front of me!

In the fairy world, the ranking of seniority is not based on seniority, but on cultivation. Mengshan has soared for two million years, and is still the lowest level of earth immortals in the immortal world, Ling Ruo was born only 200,000 years ago, but she was born as a heavenly immortal, a great realm higher than Mengshan.

When Monsan saw her, he needed to see her as a junior.

Of course, even if Meng Shanjun is the younger brother of everyone in the immortal world, he is a supreme existence in the mortal world, and his true appearance has its own majesty. If Ling Ruo directly conjured his true face, and then superimposed the name of this ghost king, Ling Wenwu's family would be even more unable to resist.

However, what surprised Ling Ruo was that Li Weitian didn't feel any discomfort with this face.

You must know that the true appearance of the Immortal Monarch is not something that mortals can afford. Even everything in the mortal world, no matter the leather paper and jade bamboo, cannot engrave the true face of the immortal monarch.

This is also the reason why the image of Meng Sanjun on the stage is not similar to him at all. Otherwise, countless actors will explode and die before they can take off their makeup after leaving the stage.

Ling Ruo looked at the face of the mountain boy who was also in the immortal class, and there was no discomfort, because her divine soul was at the level of an immortal.

But Li Weitian, who was a mortal, actually endured it. Ling Ruo just wanted to try it at first, but he didn't think that he would really succeed.

After thinking about it, Ling Ruocai suddenly remembered that Meng Shan still owed her a reward for a furnace of spirit pills, and before she could receive it, she was hit by He Qingbai and fled to the mortal world.

Maybe it's because of these causes and effects that help Li Weitian offset the negative impact of him offending the true face of the Immortal Monarch.

After dawn, Li Niangzi and Xiaoyun smiled helplessly at each other when they saw the three members of the boss's family lying neatly in the courtyard.

It's okay today, I didn't smell anything that shouldn't be, at least I didn't have to wash my clothes soaked in urine.

The two shrugged, expertly slapping the family awake.

Rong Yue stared at the majestic old man standing in front of his shop, his face was pale. The emblem on the man's chest already explains his identity - the Li family.

In the past, Rong Yue, an ordinary person, was very scared of the Li family, but now, in her eyes, the Li family's mysterious veil has receded, and she no longer feels that there is nothing to be afraid of.

Perhaps, it was because of the courage given to her by Little Lady Ling.

Rong Yue was about to drive the other party away, Li Ming happened to come out of the stove room with a stack of steamed bun cages, and when he saw the old man, he called out in surprise: "Big housekeeper?!" ”

The chief housekeeper of the Loei Mansion felt a little tired when he saw the disciples of the Li family working in other people's shops.

"The eldest young master......"

"The eldest young master is in the inner courtyard." Li Ming pointed in the shop.

The chief butler followed his direction and vaguely saw Li Weitian's figure, so he nodded and walked through the shop into the inner courtyard.

Rong Yue's heart was on fire, and she jumped up and knocked Li Ming's head: Use my shop as a courtyard door again!

"Don't get back to work! What a lazy steal! ”

When Li Ming was knocked, he didn't feel pain, but he was a little confused, so he could only shake his head and obediently go back to the stove room to serve the cage.

When the chief butler saw the scene in front of him, he felt a little heart attack.

The honorable young master of their Li family, like a coolie, was wielding a spatula in the inner courtyard and working hard. And the woman who has been upgraded from the abandoned woman of the Li family to the number one enemy of the Li family is unceremoniously commanding with Erlang's legs crossed.