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Chapter 140 Meng Bu
The stall owner is a skinny middle-aged monk who also specializes in the business of spirit grass and spirit melon seeds. He saw Huaying pointing to a certain place in the market, followed him to look, then nodded and said:
"I know Sarah, isn't that booth the one of Xiaomeng's, he chatted with me a few days ago, he got hurt and needs to rest for a few days, now he can recuperate at home!"

"Injured? How did you get hurt? Did he say anything to you?" Hua Ying asked anxiously.

She was in such a hurry, not because she was worried about Meng Bu's safety, but because she was worried about her seed supplier, whether Meng Bu's shopkeeper could still do things.

If the Mengbu people just fell down like this, where should she go to get large quantities of affordable spiritual grass seeds in the future?
The skinny monk shook his head and said: "I don't remember, he left in a hurry, he seemed to be going, yes, he said, if a big sister with thin hair comes to look for him, he will go to the Wolai Inn in the east of the city. "

"Walai Inn?"

Huaying scratched her head, her face full of confusion, as if she had never heard of this place.

The skinny monk quickly expressed his innocence, and reiterated: "It's not the Wolai Inn, it's the Wowo Yueyue Inn."

"Pleasure Inn?"

Now, Huaying can be regarded as hearing clearly.

"That's right, this is the Wolai Inn!"

"Ok."

She resisted the speechlessness in her heart, thanked the stall owner, and left in a hurry.

Meng Bu, you must not die!
With such concern in her heart, Huaying ran out from the market stall and headed straight for the Yuelai Inn in the east of the city.

When we arrived at the place, as soon as we entered, the inn was already full of people, and we didn't know what they were discussing. It was noisy and lively.

Huaying didn't care about these people, she went directly to the shop boy and asked, "Xiao Er, is there a guest named Meng Bu in your inn, and which room does he live in?"

"Meng Bu? Boss Meng lives in the third room on the right hand side on the second floor."

The shop boy obviously also knew that Meng Bu was doing big business in the street stall market. Seeing Hua Ying rushing now, he thought it was Meng Bu's customer who came to the door, so he told about the room without saying a word.

"Thank you."

Huaying said, and then went up the stairs to the second floor.

dong dong dong.

After walking to the third guest room on the right, she lightly knocked on the door, and a man's voice as thin as a gossamer came from inside.

"Who?"

Hearing this, Huaying's heart skipped a beat.

How could the voice be so weak? Could it be that he was really hurt?
She hurriedly responded: "Meng shopkeeper, it's me."

"Please come in."

After the person in the room responded, Huaying opened the door and entered.

A spirit candle is lit in the guest room, even if it is dark outside, the room will not appear dim.

As soon as Huaying entered, the target was a young man lying on the bed with a pale complexion and his left arm wrapped in circles of sackcloth.

When the young man saw the person coming, he stretched out a hand, opened his cracked mouth, and said with difficulty:

"Fellow Daoist, long time no see, don't come here without any problems."

"I'm fine, but what's wrong with you, Brother Meng?" Huaying was surprised when she saw the miserable state of the young man on the bed.

Meng Bu lying on the bed, besides his left arm being injured and unable to move, seemed to have suffered serious internal injuries, and even his voice seemed intermittent, as if he was an old man who would not live long.

"Brother Meng! You must have been plotted against by someone!"

"Cough cough. It's nothing. Meng's injury. It's just a trivial matter."

Meng Bu stood up with difficulty and leaned his back against the head of the bed. He looked at the white-haired girl who had already walked to the bed, and said with relief:
"Nowadays, there are not many people in the city who can come to visit me. Meng is very grateful."

Seeing her appearance like this, Huaying couldn't bear to say that she was only here to buy seeds, and nodded in agreement:

"Ah, yes, I did come to visit Brother Meng. What's wrong with Brother Meng's injury?"

"Hahaha"

It's already miserable, Meng Bu is still happy, and I don't know if he is heartless or has lost his mind.

"This matter is a long story."

Meng Bu put on a reminiscence look, and was about to start from the beginning, but Huaying interrupted him quickly:
"Then make a long story short!"

Meng Bu was taken aback, and said awkwardly: "Uh, in short, I went to the mountains with a group of people to collect medicine, and was attacked by monsters."

"that's all?"

Huaying was also stunned, what monster could beat you into such a miserable state?Those who didn't know thought they were poisoned to death.

Besides, when we meet monsters, don't we know how to hide if we can't beat them?

Thinking of this, Huaying said speechlessly: "Brother Meng, if you don't want to spread it out properly, why are you mixing it with herbs?"

"Not yet because"

When Meng Bu said this, he didn't have the nerve to talk about it later.

As the saying goes, he died before he was successful in his career. He originally wanted to follow his brother's example and go to the mountains to collect medicines to get rich overnight, and bid farewell to his career as a stall from then on.

I never thought that with that group of people, not long after entering the mountain, I was looking for spiritual grass everywhere on the walk, and suddenly I stepped on the ground and fell into the ravine, almost falling to my death.If it wasn't for the people who were traveling with him to find him missing and search everywhere, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to come back alive.

After he came back, he was ashamed to tell others that he was seriously injured from the fall, and he only said that he was bitten by a monster in the mountains.

"Ahem, let's not talk about this. By the way, I have some seeds here. I fell into a ditch the other day. No, I happened to pick them after being attacked by monsters. You can see if you can use them."

Meng Bu wanted to change the subject, coughed lightly, and took out a small cloth bag from his pocket.

He opened the mouth of the bag and vigorously poured out dozens of spiritual grass seeds from it.

"Brother Meng, why bother, you have to pick seeds even if you are injured"

Huaying looked at Meng Bu's trembling hands, thinking that this man was really hurt badly by the monster, it was pitiful.

"I don't know if this is enough for you. If it is not enough, I will find a way to find someone to pick some. Oh, I can't do it. I will not go to the mountains if I am killed. The monster in that ditch is too cruel. It almost broke my arm." tear off."

"It's okay, you take good care of your injuries, and then set up a stall after you recover from your injuries, don't keep thinking about going out."

Huaying comforted her.

Speaking of this, she suddenly thought of something, and asked instead: "By the way, I saw a group of people discussing something together in the lobby downstairs just now, it seems to be some kind of secret cave. What, Brother Meng? Do you recognize them?"

"Downstairs? Ah, that might be Daoist Li and the others. In the past few days, someone discovered an ancient monk's cave in the mountains and ravines to the south."

"The ancient monk's cave?"

"Yes, I heard that there was an ancient formation in the cave of the ancient monk. The monk who found it first did not know how to break the formation, so he came back to find helpers. Somehow the news was leaked. No, Daoist Li and the others People are also planning to take this opportunity to investigate, and they came to me to ask about this just now."

(End of this chapter)