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Chapter 55 Meng Lang: The Taoist priest doesn't drink, bring him a cup of Long Island iced tea

"Dali, listen to me! I haven't had this broken bottle for a long time, and its shipment is completely random!"

Meng Lang frantically picked up the set of gold silk underwear and carried it behind his back to freeze it with the real qi of ice. Then he crushed it with both hands, and the corpse was destroyed while the golden shavings were flying.

But even so, the little girl still looked at him with those thoughtful eyes, which made Meng, who had always boasted that his skin was as thick as a city wall, couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

"I was just thinking about the principles behind it, and I was going to study the clothes carefully. Why did you raise it?"

'Dali, if you can keep your face from turning red to the ears when you say this, I might believe it. '

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door of Meng Lang's room, and the voice of curry sauce came from outside: "Brother Meng Lang, there is a Taoist brother from Wudang Mountain looking for you outside."

'Wudang?Brother Taoist? '

"It seems that the arrangement worked first, but the time of his arrival is somewhat different from my previous prediction..."

'Calculating the time, the news he got on Thursday night actually took two days to arrive on Friday and Saturday? '

While thinking about it, Meng Lang unfolded his knowledge and domineering perception carefully, and then his brows relaxed.

Unexpectedly, it makes sense.

Wang also came with injuries, and the injuries were not serious.

With an intriguing smile on the corner of Meng's mouth, he stuffed the demon refining pot on the table into the small bag next to him, and handed it to Zhuge Dali:

"Dali, the Demon Refining Pot will be placed with you from now on. My grandfather left in a hurry and failed to pass down the usage of this thing. Come and help me figure it out."

Then, regardless of the little girl's reaction, she pushed her shoulders and walked out, saying as she walked, "That person outside is very interesting, let's go meet together."

Zhuge Dali has not made a sound since he picked up the bag containing the demon refining pot. He just grabbed the shoulder strap of the backpack with both hands and walked silently behind Meng Lang.

Meng Lang came to the door with unhurried steps. The smile on his face was like a spring breeze, and he solemnly clasped his fists and saluted:
"Wang Daoist is polite, please come in quickly, I don't know why you have been here for a long time?"

When meng lang said this, he also activated the repeated horizontal jumping skill.

He needs to further put pressure on Wang Ye in the following conversations, and expand the flaws in his heart that have been torn out by the "express" content, so as to facilitate the implementation of subsequent plans.

Seeing this, the opposite king also smiled and returned the salute. Under Meng Lang's introduction, he sat down together on the sofa in the room, and then he opened his mouth and went straight to the point:
"Xiaodao King, I am here today to ask Minister Meng to give Xiaodao a way out."

Hearing Wang Ye's unexpected opening remarks, instead of being surprised, Meng Lang nodded secretly in his heart.

'Interesting~ It seems that this king is not all the lazy and lazy temperament in the impression. When it comes to serious business, he can still use his brain. '

'However... with you like this, I want to accept you as my younger brother even more. '

Thinking about this, Meng Lang's face suddenly turned serious, and he said solemnly: "The Taoist priest's words are wrong. You and I are not relatives, so why did Meng let you live?"

"Uh"

Although Wang Ye was smart, he really didn't expect Meng Lang's reaction now.

Aren't you a top executive in the company?
What about serving the people?
A poor law-abiding citizen came to visit and begged for your life. Shouldn't you be shocked and ask "Why did the Taoist priest say that?"
The belly draft that had been prepared was directly slammed back into the duodenum before it spit out from the throat. This made Wang, who has always claimed to be smart since childhood, feel that he has encountered the greatest crisis in his life.

At this moment, Wang Ye had a polite yet awkward smile on his face, unable to think of how to answer the conversation so that he would not appear so flustered.

On the other side, Meng, who started to jump repeatedly and was extremely active in thinking, started his performance:

"Master Daoist, the saying goes well: the whole world is the people's land, and the shore of the land is the public servant."

"Based on the Taoist state of mind, since you have already learned such a mysterious way, and don't want to hand it over to the company for the benefit of the people, but instead choose to hide it, why should I spare you?"

Meng Lang's face was full of righteousness at this time, with an awe-inspiring look.

Wang Ye heard that he had eaten a fly, and couldn't help but think of the package he received on Thursday night...

At that time, Wang was also doing (sleeping) late (dozing) class (sleeping) when he heard someone calling him to pick up the courier. It didn't take long for him to sign and receive a package of things.

I thought it was a daily necessities sent from home, but when I opened it, I found something quite extraordinary.

I saw that after the express package was opened, there was a gold plate with fourteen big characters written on it in unattractive handwriting: "Heaven leads Zhou Tian, ​​builds Zhou Tian's changes, and turns me into king".

——This is the top secret on Wudang Mountain. The core formula of "Fenghou Qimen", one of the "Eight Wonders" secretly left by Zhou Sheng, one of the 36 thieves, is absolutely impossible for outsiders to know!
The only possibility is that the news that "Fenghou Qimen" was obtained by Wudang Mountain has become known to the outside world.

In fact, even the specific person on Wudang Mountain who has learned the Fenghou Qimen has been clearly detected by others-this can be seen from the fact that his king was also named to sign for the express delivery.

In addition to the gold plate with key information written on it, the courier also included a thick stack of photos and written materials.

It densely described how the 36 thieves were beaten up by everyone like street rats, especially how miserable the creators of the "Eight Miraculous Skills" were after they were caught, even their relatives and friends. Few are spared and so on.

The more he looked, the more cold sweat broke out on Wang Ye's back.

He had been concentrating on cultivating Taoism on Wudang Mountain before, and he had never carefully considered what kind of trouble he would bring to himself if his knowledge of Fenghou Qimen was leaked.

It's fine if it's just targeting him personally, but looking at the detailed description in this document, I'm afraid that once the secret of his pregnant Fenghou Qimen is publicized, even his family will be in great danger.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened Wang couldn't help but use the Qimen Bureau to expand the interior scene to figure out the origin of the owner of the express - "Where is Tong Menglang", but the result was hematemesis and coma.

If it hadn't happened to be discovered by other fellow disciples and called his master Yunlong Taoist priest to rescue him at the expense of his cultivation, he might have passed away by now.

In the next two days, Wang also discussed the matter with all the high-level officials in Wudang Mountain while recuperating from his injuries.

In the end, it was decided to let Wang also go to the magic capital to meet the "ultimate weapon" Meng Lang who had recently become famous in the alien world in East China.

Now Wang also really wants to know, his Fenghou Qimen has never been shown since he learned it, how did the person on the other side know?
Seeing Wang Ye's expression too embarrassed to speak, Meng Lang couldn't help laughing, patted the little girl who was distracted, and signaled her to order drinks for the guests.

After a while, Wang Ye, who had been silent for a long time, saw that the man on the other side looked confident, as if he had decided on himself, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth secretly. After thinking for a while, he asked in a deep voice:
"Isn't the purpose of Minister Meng's courier to Xiaodao is to let Xiaodao come to Shanghai? Since the king has also come, if you have any advice, please let Minister Meng express it."

At this time, Zhuge Dali had already walked over with a tray. Meng Lang chose a cup of coffee from the tray, thanked the little girl, looked at Wang Ye and said:
"Master Daoist, don't think about it now, you can't change the reality that you have already thrown yourself into the trap if you think so much, drink a drink to suppress the shock."

Wang Ye was also helpless when he saw this, so he had to thank the little girl politely, but then he looked at the glass of draft beer in Zhuge Dali's tray and was a little dazed.

At this moment, the unscrupulous boss Meng pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and slapped his head and shouted:
"Oh, oh, it's my fault. I forgot that most of Wudang Mountains are Quanzhen monks, and they must observe the alcohol prohibition."

Then he turned his head to look at Zhuge Dali, and said in a warm voice, "Dali, can I trouble you to exchange a cup of Long Island iced tea for the Taoist priest?"

"Well, okay." The little girl who had been gradually spoiled by Meng Lang curled up a smile, promised and was about to turn around to "make tea", but was stopped by Wang Ye's hand.

"Hey! Female benefactor, Miss Sister! Don't bother me. I took the liberty of paying a sudden visit today. I will drink this glass of fine wine!"

After all, he raised his hands and drank a large glass of draft beer with a constipated expression on his face.

Just kidding, is he really a three-year-old kid who doesn't understand anything?

With his drinking capacity, which he has never drank, it is unknown whether he can still remember who he is after drinking a glass of Long Island iced tea.

Wiping the wine stains on the corners of his mouth, chest, and pants, Wang, who drank half a glass and spilled half of it, also burped, stood up again and bowed to Meng Lang.

"Minister Meng, Wang really didn't intend to offend, and he didn't intend to hide about Fenghou's Qimen. It's really the master's order, so don't let it out."

Hearing this, Meng Lang plucked his ears in disdain, and said casually, "That means I blew up Wudang, so you can hand it in after you lose your teacher?"

Wang also heard this, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching: "Minister Meng is joking, we at Wudang Mountain have always obeyed the law..."

Before Wang could finish speaking, Meng Lang interrupted with a wave of his hand: "Having kept the country's intangible cultural heritage privately for decades is like reselling cultural relics."

"As long as I think about it, I can criminally detain the person in charge of your Wudang Mountain according to the law. After the court judges, you Wudang will not only have to hand over the cultural relics you have privately collected, but many people will be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of five to ten years."

Just when Wang Ye's face changed a little, and he clenched his fists slightly to prepare for the attack, Meng Lang changed the subject, touched his chin and said in a relaxed tone:
"But today is Sunday, I haven't been to work yet, so I don't need to be a public official to chat with you. As 'Meng Lang' instead of Minister Meng, I can give you a chance..."

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