Meng Xun said surprisingly that the middle-aged scribe was the identity of the royal family of Ningguo, but the middle-aged scribe did not admit or deny it.

"After all, Ning Guo is a mortal cultivation country lacking spiritual energy, how difficult it is to become a monk, especially a great monk like Mr., talent aside, not to mention, without enough resources, even if the talent is high, you can't become a monk.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and if Mr. can have such a cultivation, there must be strong resources behind it as a guarantee.

Looking at the entire Ning Kingdom, only the royal family has such strength and courage. ”

"You have analyzed it very comprehensively, and it seems that your experience over the years has made you grow a lot. The middle-aged scribe glanced at Meng Xun's severed arm, and there were some things that didn't need to be said to understand the meaning.

Meng Xun nodded, touched his empty sleeve and said, "Yes, this broken arm is motivating me." ”

"yes, I don't see it. You have talked a lot with me, and I have a lot of information about you, but you only know that I am a member of the royal family, but you don't know my identity, and you are ...... cultivator" The middle-aged scribe's expression gradually cooled down, and he became a lot more gloomy.

He seemed to be a different person, but Meng Xun still looked at him calmly.

"No matter what, what I say to you is irrelevant or even dispensable, and now I am alone and have little to worry about. What about revealing more information?"

"What about your family?" said the middle-aged scribe sarcastically, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"My family is not in the hands of my husband, so what does it mean to talk to him more. Meng Xun said lightly, although there was no change on his face, he was a little unhappy in his heart, but he didn't reveal it.

"How do you know that your family is not in my hands? After all, I am a member of the royal family of Ningguo, and my power is all over Ningguo. The middle-aged scribe nodded in the crowd and said, "The diners in the tavern, the vendors on the street, and the passers-by are all my people. ”

Meng Xun was also a little surprised by the middle-aged scribe's arrangement, and he also didn't expect that the people passing by around him might be the eyeliner planted by the middle-aged scribe.

However, Meng Xun was still very calm, "Because I still have the value of letting Mr. you use your strength." ”

"Oh?" the middle-aged scribe laughed, "Indeed, no one would have thought that a boy from a mountain village would become an immortal master. ”

"Sir, I'm not an immortal master!" This time, Meng Xun took the initiative to take the middle-aged Wensheng's wine jug and unceremoniously poured himself a glass.

The middle-aged scribe helplessly picked up the wine jug and said, "I can't give you a drink, I'll have a pot of wine today." ”

Meng Xun looked a little embarrassed, it was a little early, and the time agreed with Xue Lan had also arrived, so he put down a piece of silver on the table and said, "Sir, this is the money I heard about many years ago, and I also paid for today's wine." ”

"I feel looked down upon by a junior. The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "My wine is not ordinary wine." ”

"Sir, my money is not ordinary money. ”

Dropping these words, Meng Xun's figure flashed and disappeared into the tavern.

The middle-aged scribe looked at the ingot of silver on the table, picked it up and weighed it in his hand, and said angrily: "Wrap the stone in silver paper and treat it as silver, this kid!"

Peeling off the silver, the middle-aged scribe was stunned for a moment, a piece of lushy jade, and the spiritual qi in the center of the jade was circulating.

If the currency of the mortal kingdom is copper, silver is worth more than copper, and gold is also worth more than silver.

The currency in circulation in Xiuzhen Country is the spirit stone, and Meng Xun gave the middle-aged scribe is not an ordinary spirit stone, but the best of the spirit stones, jade spirit stone!

The aura in the jade spirit stone is pure, and the most important thing is that as long as the aura in the jade spirit stone is not absorbed, as long as it is left for a period of time, the aura inside will be restored again.

This is also why the jade spirit stone is the best among the spirit stones.

"This kid!" The middle-aged scribe held the jade spirit stone and slowly absorbed the spiritual energy into his body, and only listened to it when the spiritual energy in the jade spirit stone was about to be absorbed.

At this moment, the young man on the stage walked to the middle-aged scribe's side and said respectfully: "Taizu, the Taoist friend who talked to you just now is ......."

"A funny boy!"

After Meng Xun left the tavern, he walked aimlessly on the street. Winter is approaching, and the autumn of Fengliancheng is colder than the winter of Qunyang County.

The lightly dressed beggars on the side of the road did not know that they would survive this winter.

Even in Kyoto, Ningguo, there will also be such a thing as freezing bones on the road.

Meng found a secluded mansion, which was the place that Xue Lan had agreed with him, but he stood at the door of the mansion and did not enter for a long time.

Since it is Xue Lan's residence, will the other people in Xuantian Blessed Land also be in the mansion, and will there be an ambush set up in it a long time ago?

Meng Xun had to be cautious, after all, he said that the wealth displayed was coveted by the entire Xuantian Blessed Land.

"As long as there is news of my father and mother and my little sister, even if it is a net, I will break into it!"

Meng Xun struggled for a moment, and finally knocked on the door of the mansion.

The door was opened by an old man in his late teens, with gray hair and a dull hair, not like a monk.

"This son, I don't know what's going on?" The old man may be too old, and his body trembles a little when he speaks, as if he may fall down at any time.

"I'm looking for Xue Lan!" Meng Xun's divine sense carefully scanned the mansion and found that it was just an ordinary residence, and there were no traps.

"It turned out that I was looking for a young lady, son, please come in!" The old man welcomed Meng Xun in and took Meng Xun to the inner mansion.

Meng Xun's divine sense swept around, and found that there was only one servant in the mansion! He stopped and looked at the old man and said, "Why do you want to pretend to be an old man, you can hide it from me if you cover your breath?"

The rickety old man who led the way in front turned around, and looked at Meng Xun with cloudy eyes for a long time before he slowly spoke, and his tone was still that of a dull old man, "How did you find me?" ”

"An old man who can't even speak can actually clean the huge mansion so cleanly, even if you say that there is no one in the mansion on weekdays, you don't need to clean it. But what do you explain the flowers and plants that grow very well in the garden?"

Meng Xun squinted his eyes, murderous and wanton, and looked at Xue Lan vigilantly. "What about the rest of you in the Blessed Land, why hide!"

"Sure enough, I still can't hide it from you. Xue Lan couldn't help but look at Meng Xun's vigilant appearance, she turned from a dying old man to a cardamom girl, and even Meng Xun couldn't help but admire in her heart for her wonderful disguise technique.

"There is only one person in the mansion, and of course there is the housekeeper grandfather. ”

"Miss!"

As soon as Xue Lan's words fell, an old man suddenly appeared on the corridor, with the same face as the old man Xue Lan pretended.

"Meng Gongzi, Miss just suddenly started to play and made a little joke. You don't have to be so murderous!" The old man's smile was kind, and his spirit was very different from the checkmate old man dressed up by Xue Lan.

"Master!" Meng Xun looked at the old man vigilantly, just now he didn't see clearly how the old man came to the corridor, which shows that the old man's cultivation is not low.

"How do you know that my surname is Meng, I have never told Xue Lan who my surname is. Meng Xun's language was cold, and his vigilance became stronger and stronger.

"A handsome man who can make me and Miss Jia talk all day long, of course I have to investigate it, old man. The old man smiled.

"Grandpa Su!" Xue Lan was a little shy, her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked at Meng Xun secretly, but found that Meng Xun still had a poker face, which made her a little disappointed.

Meng Xun didn't care whether what the old man said was true or not, but he was definitely true when he investigated. "Xue Lan, do you know the news that my father and mother still have a little sister?"

"All I know is that they were kidnapped by a woman. I don't know about the rest. Xue Lan said angrily.

"This is not useful news, it is a waste of my time!" Meng Xun was a little angry, what does it have to do with the father and mother and the little sister being robbed by men and women?

After saying that, Meng Xun was about to turn around and leave.

"Hey Meng Xun, don't you really want to know the news of your family. Xue Lan shouted at Meng Xun.

Meng Xun stopped but didn't look back, "Tell me everything you know." ”

"You ......" Xue Lan was a little annoyed, since he was a child, he had never had that person speak to him like this, especially a man of the same age, who was not soft-spoken. She suddenly smiled lightly and thought of a good idea to deal with Meng Xun.

"Meng Xun, if I am my retinue for three months, I will tell you the news of my family. ”

"How can I trust you!"

Xue Lan was a little surprised, he thought that Meng Xun said that he wanted him to be an entourage. "Grandpa Su, just tell him!"

The old man nodded and said, "Young Master Meng, I received news yesterday that your family and a woman had just left an eight-rank cultivation country. ”

"What about them now?" Meng Xun was a little emotional.

"The old man doesn't know, the news will come back in at least two days, and as for where your family will go in these two days, you have to continue to follow up. Meng Gongzi, our Drifting Snow Chamber of Commerce is not doing good deeds, especially helping you inquire about your family, but it has cost a lot of money. ”

Jiang is still old and spicy, the old man smiled, and said so, not giving Meng Xun a chance to speak at all.

"As soon as the three months come, you Drifting Snow Chamber of Commerce must tell me the news of my family, otherwise it will ......" Meng Xun's expression was cold, and his words revealed threats.

"Meng Gongzi rest assured, we businessmen, the most important thing is integrity. As long as Meng Gongzi is the retinue of my young lady for three months, our Drifting Snow Chamber of Commerce will naturally tell Gongzi the information of his family. The old man smiled, looking like he had succeeded in his treacherous plan.

This sentence is incidental, Childe, your family is very good, presumably the woman who robbed Childe's family did not hurt their hearts. ”

Meng Xun nodded, he didn't know what the old man meant by this, which meant that he should not worry about the safety of his family and be Xue Lan's entourage with peace of mind.

"Daddy, little sister, I will definitely find you. ”