When the carbon pen in Meng Liangliang's hand fell on the scratch paper, in just a few seconds, the young man's confidence shook again.

No, it's not a simple shaking, it's a shaky sky on the verge of collapse.

The characters on the paper show that she can solve problems, and she is extremely skillful. What's even more terrifying is that she solves problems faster than he chews jelly beans. In his stunned effort, she had already filled out a row of multiple-choice questions.

The boy closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then open your eyes, lift your pen, and bury yourself in the sea to kill the Quartet.

He doesn't necessarily lose. You must not be frightened by the momentum of the other party and retreat without a fight.

As the clock ticked by, the hour hand of the clock climbed to its highest point and began to descend. The young man's heart gradually calmed down, he concentrated all his energy, used all his strength, every gram of fat on his body was tight, and every hair was struggling. However, he still lost. In terms of speed, that's almost half the difference. In terms of correctness, it is even more tragic.

The young man was stunned and in a trance.

Are all the current immortal cultivators so perverted? Even high school students are proficient in math problems!

It was already bright outside, Jiang pulled up the roller shutters and opened the window to breathe, wiped the table and swept the floor, and prepared for the new day's business.

The cold wind blows into the window, and the fresh air breathes in and feels refreshed. The young man was sweating like rain, the soles of his feet were like stepping on a ball of cotton, and there was gradually only one voice left in his head: lost, lost. The Five Elements Ghost Spirit, which had been passed down from the master for several generations, was lost from his hands. It was only a day since he succeeded to the head of the sect, and he lost the token of the head of the sect in just one day......

I don't know how long it took, but the boy saw a pair of hands waving in front of his eyes. The man who did the question, like eating jelly beans, seemed to be saying something to him.

He couldn't hear clearly, and there was a cyclical whisper in his ears.

The young man Mu Ran stood up, Mu Ran packed up his things, and Mu Ran turned around and went out. That dejected appearance made Meng Liangliang feel in a trance.

He was the one who came to find fault, he was the one who made provocative remarks, and he was the one who trapped her with formations and threw offensive spirits at her. She took out the mind that a reliable god should have, didn't bother with him, and gave him a cup of hot water to drink. It's as if she was a landlord bully and grabbed his land.

Watching the boy staggered away with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Meng Liangliang strongly felt that this matter was not over.

In the final analysis, this is the trouble of the Ghost Control Sect. She is not a real member of the Ghost Control Sect, so naturally whoever is in trouble will deal with it. So Meng Liangliang called Ling Xiao again, but he still couldn't get through.

The morning sun is rising, there is no wind and no clouds. Good weather for the clear eye.

Meng Liangliang stretched his waist and walked to the courtyard to cultivate. She handed over the phone to Jiang, and at the same time gave Jiang another task: to call Ling Xiao every half hour.

Jiang took the phone and said, "In the eyes of outsiders, the identity of the boss is a disciple of the Ghost Control Sect. If we can't contact Ling Xiao in a short time, they will still find the boss. ”

Meng Liangliang heard her talk about this, and her eyes suddenly lit up, "That's right." What kind of phone call does the underworld make when looking for someone, ask the ghosts from all sides, and the matter will be resolved. Jiang Jiang, I'm glad you are here. ”

Facing Meng Liangliang's sparkling and appreciative eyes, Jiang couldn't help but stagnate.

Where did Master Meng come to her conclusions? How could you think that she was reminding her how to find someone?

"Uh......" Meng Liangliang noticed the flickering stiffness in Jiang's eyes, "The underworld can't find it?"

Almost immediately, Jiang regained his state, "What the adults said is very right, but those immortal cultivators will always go to some strange places, and without the traction of the Soul Hooking Book, the ghosts will not be able to enter." It is unlikely that Ling Xiao will be found in a short period of time. If before contacting Ling Xiao, the matter comes to the door again, it will have to be dealt with by an adult. ”

Jiang blinked, and finally said what he wanted to say, "If necessary, I can draw Ling Xiao's appearance to go around." Try to delay things backwards until you find Ling Xiao. ”

Meng Liangliang slapped his head suddenly. That's right, you can draw the appearance of the skin ghost casually. Last week, there was a brand at the entrance of the supermarket to do an event to gather thousands of smiling faces. Everyone who offers a smiley face will receive a free bottle of drink. Why didn't she remember it at the time? In that kind of rule, ginger is a bug.

She can change her skin all the time and take pictures all the time. Always taking pictures, always receiving drinks......

The event is over, and fantasy can only be fantasy. Meng Liangliang quickly stopped this time-wasting imagination and ...... down-to-earth Well, it's the five-body tumbling up.

What Jiang said, she also took into account. If Ling Xiao can't be found, all kinds of troubles in the Ghost Control Sect have to find her. It's just that she didn't expect that after only a dozen hours, the trouble she had sent away would come back.

It's still last night, and the boy is still dressed like that. However, the young man's expression was different from last night, he drooped his head and supported an old man with a dejected face. The old man faintly revealed the aura of an immortal cultivator, his face was pale and gray, his body was rickety, his gait was staggering, and he looked not in a good health. It's cold at night, and I'm still wearing a pair of sunglasses,

Meng Liangliang finished his cultivation and sat at the counter to settle the accounts, at first he was stunned when he saw the two of them coming in, and then looked at the old man's good outfit, remembered the chicken soup that was not sold out in the kitchen, and said: "Today's chicken soup uses black-bone chicken, and some medicinal herbs are put in it, and the effect of tonifying and nourishing qi is particularly good." Would you like a copy?"

Anyway, things have come to the door, and I am afraid that a trouble will not be avoided. Why don't you sell them chicken soup in case it does? It's trouble, it's also a potential customer, and it's a little bit to make a little money.

The old man raised his nose and sniffed the fragrance in the shop, and said, "Put it in angelica." Angelica black chicken soup is still good for you little girls, and I won't spoil good things if it's bad old man. ”

Meng Liangliang didn't give up, and said to the young man: "Chicken soup is rich in protein, thionine, riboflavin, and many kinds of nutrients that are beneficial to the body. Drinking it regularly can enhance immunity, improve physical weakness, and promote recovery after illness. It's good for the elderly. ”

After a pause, she smiled with a conscience and said, "Drink chicken soup often, it will be more efficient to brush the questions." ”

The boy still hung his head, as if he hadn't heard what she was saying. But the old man laughed, "Little girl, let's talk?"

It's all here, just talk.

Meng Liangliang pulled out the chair, "Sit down and talk slowly." It's cold on a cold night, don't you really think about ordering some hot chicken soup?"

The old man laughed again, his voice was intermittent, and it sounded very uncomfortable, as if breathing was a burden to him, "Then let's have a share." Just grab a set of cutlery. ”

Meng Liangliang immediately shouted Jiang Duantang-a large portion.

The chicken broth is simmered on the fire and served as soon as it is served. The old man didn't mean to drink the soup, tilted his head slightly and said to the young man, "This smells very good." Kuankuan, eat quickly. It's growing up, so it's not okay not to eat. ”

Only then did Meng Liangliang know that it turned out that this Wang Zhangzong was called Kuankuan.

At this moment, it doesn't matter what his name is. Meng Liangliang was concerned about another question, "It's too late to eat, you can eat Bigu Dan." Our store sells high-grade Bigu Dan, come and try a bottle?"

The old man put a black sign on the table and said, "Little girl, I didn't come to take care of your business, old man. ”