Chapter 347
after an hour.

The little Taoist priests on Longhu Mountain gathered outside the small courtyard where Meng Lang and the others had talks, waiting anxiously for something.

A few minutes ago, they suddenly heard a heart-piercing old man's screams, and then disappeared strangely. Fearing that something might happen, they spontaneously waited outside the door.

After a long time, seeing that there was still no movement inside, Taoist Rongshan mustered up the courage to knock on the door under the instigation of his fellow disciples.

"Duk, tuk."

"Squeak-yah-"

Originally, they thought they would not get a response soon, but they didn't expect to see someone from Meng pushing Feng Xingtong out of the door after knocking a few times, and then they smelled a faint smell of blood coming from the room. Float out.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Rongshan couldn't help feeling a little nervous: "Minister Meng! Inside...?"

"Oh, it's all right." Mr. Meng waved his hand indifferently, "Just now I got excited and performed a minor operation on your Uncle Tian, ​​and now I have a big appetite. How do you get to the back mountain kitchen? I'll go get some blood tofu."

"Uh... turn left here and walk to the end."

"Thank you."

Meng Lang turned his head and greeted: "Xingtong, let's go! Let the people from Longhu Mountain here cry slowly, and let you try the craft of being a teacher today."

"Okay, Master."

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At noon the next day, the guest room at the back of Longhu Mountain.

It was rare for Meng Lang to sleep in late, until classmate Xiaofeng knocked on the door to inform him that the bosses were coming soon, then he dawdled and got up.

He took the two apprentices to the reception hall, and saw several old men sitting there drinking tea and chatting.

I don't know what the old guys were talking about, but Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong, who had recovered his limbs beside him, laughed very happily, but Lu Jin, who was sitting opposite them, had a livid face.

And Lu Ci, who didn't show up yesterday, still kept that unsalty expression and sat on the sidelines watching the show.

Meng Lang smiled and walked up to him, Da Ma Jindao found a seat and sat down: "Yo ho~ the seniors seem to be very interested~"

Seeing that it was Meng Lang who came, the old heavenly master had a tangled look on his face, but when he thought of Meng's successive acts of kindness to Longhushan, and then thought of his official background, his face turned pale Zheng said:
"Meng Xiaoyou, regarding what you and I mentioned before, the old Taoist priest has seriously considered the matter of sending Zhengyi disciple to join the health brigade... yes, but I have two conditions."

Meng Lang's face also turned serious when he heard the words: "Old Master, it's okay to say it."

"First, although I am the teacher of the disciples on the mountain, it is a new era, and the old Taoist priests are not qualified to forcefully appoint them to do something.

Therefore, I can only help you lobby on Longhu Mountain, and let those who volunteer to join the health brigade report to Meng Xiaoyou, okay? "

"Of course, this is what it should be." Meng Lang nodded decisively in approval, "What is the second condition of the Celestial Master?"

"This is the second condition..." The old hooligan's face suddenly showed a chicken thief expression, "That child Chu Lan said yesterday that you have a way to restore Jinzhong's meridians, is it true or not?"

"Oh, you asked this~"

A certain Meng took out a glittering golden booklet from behind with no expression on his face, and while brushing and recording something on it, he said with a fake smile:
"It's true, but frequent use of that method will seriously damage this junior's vitality for a period of time.

Unfortunately, I just used it a few days ago to save someone. If Mr. Tian wants to restore his meridians, he will have to wait for half a year, is that okay? "

"Of course no problem!" The old hooligan was overjoyed, "If that's the case, then I'll go and talk to my disciples about going out to work tonight. As for the Jinzhong meridians...you see?"

Meng Lang pondered for a moment: "Master Tian, ​​isn't next year's Luo Tian Dajiao going to be held at Longhu Mountain? I'll come to heal Mr. Tian then, how about watching the ceremony?"

"That would be great..."

So, under the envious eyes of Zhang Chulan and Feng Xingtong, Meng was carrying a teapot and chatting and laughing happily with a few old guys, and a long time passed unconsciously.

Suddenly, the voice of the Taoist boy outside the courtyard sang loudly:

"The Chief of the Long Red Army has arrived—!
The president and vice president of the Overseas Chinese Alien Association, Mr. Shuangmu and Mr. Dumas arrived——! "

Hearing the identities of the three visitors, except for Tian Jinzhong, who had been ignoring common affairs for a long time, the pupils of the others shrank.

Meng Lang was also puzzled. The three people who were married to Jinlan in the past actually came together. It seems that today's matter is not a big deal.

"Chu Lan, Xingtong, you two go to the guest room, call Mr. Zeng and his wife, and tell them to wait for us in the side hall."

"Yes, the disciple is resigning." X2
Seeing the two juniors leave, Tian Jinzhong got up knowingly and went to the back hall for an afternoon nap. Only Meng, Zhang, Lu, and Lu were left sitting in place, waiting for today's main show to start.

Not long after, three men with the same gray hair but very different temperaments walked into the room.

The first person is the old friend Alexandre Dumas.

Although the person following behind was wearing civilian clothes, it could be seen from his unsmiling expression and precise, measured steps that he was from the military.

Even the four or five points similar to Zeng Xiaoxian's face couldn't conceal the iron and blood temperament on his body, it should be Zeng Xiaoxian's father, Zeng Yi.

The last person was wearing a well-fitting suit, holding a civilized stick in his hand, and his polite temperament could not help exuding from that calm, bookish smiling face.

Obviously, this is Lin Wanyu's father, Lu Zhanbo's father-in-law, the official president of the Overseas Chinese Alien Association, Lin Xiaole, who has always been in a hurry.

Seeing that Zeng Yi actually brought the other two brothers to Longhu Mountain, certain speculations arose in Meng's heart.

I am afraid that these three have a lot of plans.

But in any case, since everyone is here, etiquette must be complete.

So Meng Lang, who was the youngest in the field, stood up to greet him, and smiled to guide them to their seats.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, several people sat down. Zeng Yi, who was straight-tempered, opened his mouth several times, but whenever he saw Lu Ci who was sitting across from him, he showed shame and hesitated to speak.

Lin Xiao, who was sitting next to him, sighed helplessly when he saw this, and was about to explain his purpose when he was interrupted by Meng Lang.

"Three, your children and I are good friends, and we are not outsiders."

Now, except for the old heavenly master who has always been noble and pure, almost everyone here can be called a family, so what can't be said about a family? "

"Since everyone has scruples, it's better to let the younger generation be a peacemaker. Let's talk about all the old things in the past, so that we can discuss the future business, isn't it?"

The three of Zeng Yi looked at each other, then nodded slowly.

"That's good." The corner of Meng Lang's mouth curled into a smile, "I also asked Mr. Lu just now, and he didn't know much about Lu Wu's death back then. Could you tell me more about it if it's convenient for you?"

Lin Xiao sighed softly when he heard the words: "Since Uncle Lu wanted to know, then of course we have nothing to hide. Back then..."

PS: Second update
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