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heavy shield.

The two groups of people just squatted down to greet each other. The leading adjutant among the soldiers was decorated with snow-white long hair, with a hearty smile and a temperament like a gentle big dog: "Hi, seventh master, eighth master, ladies and gentlemen of the Meng family. Well, you are back from the world."

Fan Wujiu: "Marshal Leopard Tail is also in a good mood today, how long will we have to fight?"

"I don't know, the Marshal just learned the shield dance move, and it's fresh. These brainless evil gods and ghosts in the kingdom of the dead don't seem to retreat in a while."

The adjutant has nothing to do with his own yin handsome, he can only answer Fan Wujiu with a wry smile.

Xie Bi'an: "Auspicious time."

Fan Wujiu explained: "Miss Mengyong from Meng Po Zhuang has married a bride, it will be bad if the auspicious time is missed, and the distinguished guest should go to Meng Po Zhuang to rest first, I will take him to see His Majesty later."

"Ah, here, wait a minute, I will report to the Marshal."

Lieutenant Bai Maomao just squatted like this, and shouted loudly at Leopard Tail, the commander of the underworld who was surrounded by evil gods and ghosts, and occasionally only shields flew out: "Marshal, don't play, they can't beat Wangchuan, let's go to Meng Po Village to drink together!" Wedding wine, the second miss of the Meng family is married again!"

"Drink the wedding wine! Good!"

Marshal Leopard Tail, who heard it from a distance, readily agreed, and sternly said to the evil gods and ghosts surrounding him: "Trash, annoying, let me go into the field to eat dirt!"

Everyone who was squatting on the ground was knocked off the ground, Fan Wujiu, who had a considerable tonnage, was no exception. After fighting with Marshal Leopard Tail for a long time, all the impressive and tough guys were smashed into the ground, and they couldn't climb up for a long time. .

Marshal Leopard Tail picked up the heavy shield, swung it behind him, and ran over bouncing.

Only then did people from the mortal world see clearly that Marshal Leopard Tail was not as tall as the shield on his body. He was wearing exquisite black heavy armor, and the white hair on his head was more and more fluffy. , gem!

"Sister Meng Jiang, Sister Meng Yong, Sister Meng Ge, you are back, do you have any wedding candies?"

Baby's voice is pretty nice even after he's not laughing wildly.

When Meng Jiang first entered the underworld, he folded a butterfly and flew back to Meng Pozhuang to report to prepare the wedding wine. Now he nodded with a smile: "Yes, yes, Marshal Leopard Tail can go back to Meng Pozhuang with us first. Tomorrow will officially serve the wine, and we will also invite you." Niutou, Mamian, Ghost King and other yin handsomes come together."

"Okay! Let's go, the city is noisy, let's go to Meng Pozhuang for a few days."

Xie Bi'an: "Let's go."

Fan Wujiu extended: "Don't miss the auspicious time, let's cross the river of forgetfulness."

After this reincarnation collapsed, the ferrymen on Wangchuan lost their business, and the group of people who did not enter through the main entrance did not deliberately detour to Naihe Bridge.

The river of forgetfulness is full of weak water, and it was possible for Marshal Leopard Tail to throw the shield tied with ropes to the opposite side and build a rope bridge with his astonishing strength.

Those who come from the world count as one, and all of them are led by the soldiers.

Meng Pozhuang is getting closer and closer, and Wenren Yunchang is getting more and more square. Now it is impossible for him to run away. Marshal Leopard Tail personally drags him. Zhengtai's small hands are like iron tongs, unless he mutates back to the Moon-Embracing Immortal from a hundred years ago Jun, otherwise really don't even think about it.

Scenarios like the strongest son-in-law, just thinking about it makes you lose your head!Be sure to refuse success!

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"Pass down thousands of years of craftsmanship, and taste the purest Mengpo soup!

Blended with pure Chinese medicine, eight kinds of tears are used as guides, nine heavens and ten earths, only this one.

Now there are five flavors of sweet, bitter, pungent, sour and salty to choose from.

[-]% discount during the Ghost Festival, less coins and more soup!

What are you waiting for?Come to Mengpozhuang to order! "

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What kind of township enterprise is this?The sense of disobedience exploded.

When I walked in, the advertisement on the wall of Mengpozhuang, which covers thousands of miles, changed to: "The wedding of Mengpozhuang is about to come, and the discount of all Mengpo soups will be strengthened.

[-]% off![-]% off!If you can't buy it, you will lose money, if you can't buy it, you will be fooled!

Customers who purchase more than [-] bottles of Mengpo soup can get a lifetime VIP card, and they will no longer need to pay for wedding wine at Mengpozhuang!

It is better to act than to be excited, let your coins move! "

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The official elite staff of the Special Affairs Bureau: "Good!

This advertisement is full of creativity, and Meng Pozhuang looks like a particularly successful company at first glance.

The business philosophy is very advanced, Mr. Meng Poshen really has a good leader, whoever succeeds will succeed if she doesn't..."

Singing, reciting, and beating, he covers every aspect, flattering and filming is very cultured, and he is worthy of being an elite.

No one cares about the elite's high-end flattery, only Wenren Yunchang, who was dragged all the way by the marshal of the leopard tail, wants to stay and sing oboe with the elite.

After entering Meng Po Zhuang, where flowers bloom everywhere and butterflies dance and warblers fly, a beautiful young lady in a skirt rescued Wenren Yunchang from the hands of Marshal Leopard Tail, and led him alone to the place where Meng Po God "offices". places to wait, while others have their own places to go.

"Mr. Wenren, please wait here. Meng Poshen is still in a meeting with the distributors under Meng Po Zhuang. I can only come to see you after the meeting is over." The young lady turned around and left after finishing speaking, leaving Wen Yunchang alone in the study. .

The heart-warming Wenren Yunchang is acutely aware that calling me Mr. Wenren instead of uncle is a joke!

Holding the idea of ​​"it is better to struggle to the end than to sit and wait for death", Wenren Yunchang rummaged in the study of God Meng Po, and he had the idea that "the big boss Meng Po actually doesn't like him", and began to hurry up Rummaging, trying to find clues to break the game.

On the highest row of bookshelves, Wenren Yunchang found two rows of "A Brief History of Information" with the most traces of flipping. Do you need to buy so many copies of this book?

Blessed to the soul, I heard that Yunchang came down on tiptoe to get a copy, only to see that in the process of falling the book, the shell and the book that read "A Brief History of Information" fell off, and the real name of the book "Bian Erchai Xu Ji" was written on the cover.

Could the Wenren Yunchang who taught Xia Wen not know this?

He got down a few more books, and found that they were all such masterpieces as "Yichun Fragrance" and "Pin Hua Treasure" wrapped in the skin of "A Brief History of Information".

Wenren Yunchang began to cheer himself up, and when he meets God Meng Po, he must try his best to become a "sister"!

Then, Wenren Yunchang saw the real CP fanben of Wenren Yue X Luotu.

What about the content, those things on Canglang Island, the 900 years of acquaintance with you, loving you to the point of being crazy and destroying you... involving imprisonment, forced love to develop G direction and other plots.

ah!Ahhh!Ah ah ah ah ah! ······

Wenren Yunchang screamed in his heart.

Less than 1.6 meters tall, with silver hair hanging down her waist, the young Meng Poshen stood at the door of the study, looking at Wenren Yunchang and the book in Wenren Yunchang's hands.

Wenren Yunchang froze into a strange posture and looked at God Meng Po, the scene was a bit...

As expected of being a big boss, the boss immediately covered up his embarrassment, and spoke first: "Sit, how about my collection?"

Wenren Yunchang endured the embarrassment in his heart about death, thought about Luo Da's reaction to his fellow human beings, and took a deep breath...

"The writing style is good, and the feelings are sincere, but the words are too deep in ancient rhyme, and the readability is a bit low."

Meng Poshen smiled slightly: "I wrote it."

Wenren Yunchang: "... No wonder the words are so elegant. People like me who have no education will find the words obscure. I should improve myself a lot."

Sensing Wenren Yunchang's sweat rolling down her face, Po Meng turned over a cup of tea and handed it to Wenren Yunchang: "Don't be nervous, drink tea."

Wenren Yunchang: "Thank you!"

One sip to change face in Sichuan Opera, what kind of ghost tea is it, it's so salty!

Wenren Yunchang, who swallowed with difficulty, had tears in his eyes, and praised against his will: "Good tea!"

God Mengpo laughed out loud: "Mengpo soup is naturally good, what does it taste like when you drink it?"

"Complicated and changeable, the saltiness is right, I can have another cup!"

Fight!

God Meng Po shook her head: "Your life, which has been forcibly changed to be full of variables, will only taste the taste of 'tears'. 'Birth, old age, bitterness, regret, illness, parting and lovesickness', except salty, is 'salty'. ' is."

Said that it was the Meng Po God who asked the Wenren Yunchang to make a Taoist couple: "How about being my grandson? Grandson."

"Ah?" Wenren Yunchang only knew that Poshen Meng wasn't cursing, but... the boss was still licking my CP.

Po Meng and Wenren Yunchang sat opposite each other across the desk, and began to talk about their thoughts with their hands on their heads.

"There should be records in the folks. I was born in the Xia Kingdom and the Han Dynasty. When I was not enlightened, I lived with my parents and family. In the words of your modern people, it is the original family."

Wenren Yunchang nodded, there are indeed records in this regard.

"At the beginning, I was urged to marry since I was 15 years old. When my parents were alive, they kept thinking about marrying me, and they kept thinking about it until I died for them.

Afterwards, the younger generation in the family continued to talk about me and force me to marry. Even though I behaved miraculously and never looked old, the voices of wanting to make a marriage for me never stopped.

Later, at the age of 81, I went to the deep mountains to practice and ascended to the Tao. I thought that I would become a god, and no one would urge me to get married anymore.

As a result, at the birthday banquet where Lord Taishan hosted the immortals from the Nine Realms, someone wanted to be a matchmaker for me, and said politely, "Yue Lao, you are not authentic, why did you forget Po Meng after all the karma in the world?" '

Do you know how angry I am?What am I trying so hard to cultivate?It's not just a 'comfort'.

There are so many single male gods, why don't these good people take care of them?Does a female fairy have to have a Taoist partner? "

Wenren Yunchang hurriedly expressed his agreement, why must a female fairy have a Taoist partner?He figured it out, Meng Poshen hates marriage urging cancer, advanced stage.

"That's why I swore on the spot to shut the mouths of those idiots for a thousand years."

"This is the origin of 'Meng Po's oath', but, grandma, if you read these romance novels, don't you have the slightest yearning for 'love'?"

This person, "Grandma" just opened his mouth and came, really good