The only way

Chapter 198 A Fox-Like Person (Double Eleven Plus)

Another day without any news.

Liu Zhenren's face hidden under the mask showed a little sadness. Mengyi is his only blood in this world, and it is also the entrustment left by his son and daughter-in-law.

He failed to protect her.

There were more and more silver threads on the temples, Liu Zhenren restrained the loneliness in his heart, straightened his back and walked outside the black market.

Before he took a few steps, a black figure bumped straight up.

Even the Jindan real person who has been sad and careless about foreign affairs is still a Jindan real person.

Under the mask of Master Liu, the sad eyes suddenly sharpened, and the coercion of Master Jindan pushed away the black figure that bumped into him invisible.

Glancing briefly at the monk wrapped in a black cloak, Master Liu wanted to go around with a blank expression.

"Excuse me, is senior Master Liu?" A slightly immature voice came out from under the black cloak.

Hearing this, Master Liu seemed not to have heard him, and continued to walk around the black cloaked monk without pausing at all.

"Is Liu Mengyi a descendant of the senior?"

Like a sudden thunder in the clear sky, the immature voice pierced into Liu Zhenren's ears and heart with curious and doubtful questions.

Suddenly standing still, Liu Zhenren suddenly turned his head to look at the monk in the black cloak, stabbing at the monk in the black cloak like a sword in his eyes.

"Who are you! You know Mengyi!"

Following Master Liu's questioning, the coercion of Master Jindan unabashedly covered the monk in the black cloak.

The monk in the black cloak bent his back slightly and let out a low muffled groan. Obviously, the coercion of the Jindan Daoist was not easy to bear.

"I am just entrusted by someone to give something to Liu Mengyi's elder, Master Liu." The immature voice of the monk in the black cloak seemed to escape from his lips and teeth, obviously suppressed by the coercion of the golden core monk. .

A sense of understanding suddenly rose from Master Liu's altar, this thing will be very important!
The higher the cultivation level of a monk, the things that are closely related to himself will have a sense of heaven and earth, which is a kind of mysterious and mysterious feeling.

For some reason, Master Liu suddenly felt a little nervous, and some inexplicable sadness welled up in his heart. His eyes were on fire, and he stared closely at the monk in the black cloak, ".What?"

The monk in the black cloak felt the coercion of Jindan Daoist still suppressing him, and took out a round spar from his sleeve with trembling hands, "This is it."

memory spar.

Master Liu stared fixedly at the spar in the hands of the monk in the black cloak. He knew that there must be something very important in it, and this matter should be related to his granddaughter, Liu Mengyi.

Obviously, after searching for it for so long, and even thought about it countless times, maybe the granddaughter just encountered something in the secret realm and couldn't come out for a while.

However, Master Liu knew in his heart that those were just comforting himself. If he really believed that his granddaughter hadn't died, he wouldn't be so persistent in searching for the resurrection grass.

Perhaps, the memory spar in front of him has everything he wants to know.

In the white palm of the monk in the black cloak, he was holding the spar. Judging from the appearance of his hand, it was indeed as good as his voice, and he should not be very old.

Master Liu didn't take the memory spar immediately, and the monk in the black cloak didn't rush, but just quietly held the memory spar.

On the street of the black market, the monks passing by all looked at these strange two people curiously, but due to Liu Zhenren's undisguised aura of golden core, there was nothing wrong with them, so they came up to disturb them.

After several breaths of time passed like this, Zhenren Liu finally stretched out his hand.

Holding the round and icy memory spar, Master Liu calmed down a little. Looking at the monk in the black cloak, he asked coldly, "Where is the person who gave you this thing? Or is there no such thing at all?" people?"

The monk in the black cloak trembled slightly, bent even more, and said in a childish voice with a little fear, "Returning to the senior, the villain just took 100 yuan of low-grade spirit stones, and that person made a vow of heaven to guarantee It's all right, and it's still on the avenue of the black market, and the villain just came to deliver it."

Indeed, although the underground black market is a bit darker than Fang City, the underground black market also has the rules of the underground black market, and it is also impossible to fight in the black market.

"Where is that person now? You said that person made an oath to the Dao of Heaven, what is that person's name?" Zhenren Liu believed a little bit in his heart, but he still asked carefully.

That person must be related to Mengyi's affairs, or that person knows Mengyi's life and death.

The monk in the black cloak quickly replied, "That man made the deal with me on the sign offering a reward. When he made the oath, he said Mo Wen, the Dao of Heaven and Earth, should be his real name."

Don't ask?

Under the mask of Master Liu, he frowned fiercely. He had never heard of this name before, maybe it was a dao name?

"Don't ask, what does it look like?"

"It's about the same height as the senior, wearing a white fox mask, and the voice sounds very young."

The monk in the black cloak recalled it carefully before answering Master Liu.

White fox mask, young man.

Seeing the detailed description of the monk in the black cloak, and the fact that he had indeed mentioned Mengyi's name at the reward place before, Zhenren Liu believed it a little more.

"This is for you, thank you."

Now that he knew where the sender was and what he looked like, his first reaction was to go back to the place where the reward was offered and find that monk named Mo Wen.

That person must know about Mengyi.

The monk in the black cloak frantically caught several pieces of spirit stones thrown by Master Liu, the pressure of the golden core dissipated, and when he raised his head, he found that Master Liu was no longer in sight.

He weighed the medium-grade spirit stone in his white hands, and the black cloaked monk slowly straightened his waist, raised his head, and revealed the red fox mask on his face.

The spiritual light in his hand flickered, brushing the mask on his face, changing from a red fox mask to a tiger mask in the blink of an eye.

He didn't put away the spirit stone immediately, and held the spirit stone with cold and hard corners tightly with his white hands, and the abundant spiritual energy was faint.

Sighing, the monk in the black cloak wandered around the streets of the black market in an ethereal figure like smoke in the blink of an eye, and disappeared into the crowd within a few breaths.

Just a few breaths after the black cloak monk disappeared, Liu Zhenren who had left originally appeared here again.

Looking at the empty place, Master Liu's expression under the mask was serious, and then he laughed.

He had just arrived at the place where the reward was offered, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong. According to common sense, those who wanted to hide things would definitely not send things in person.

However, since he is such a person, how could he swear an oath to reveal his real name in front of the sender, and besides, in the black market, how could he trust others.

Furthermore, what is the name called Mo Wen.

I'm afraid it is, don't ask, don't ask, don't ask.

White fox mask, red fox mask.

After Liu Zhenren got excited, he immediately thought of everything.

That monk was so bold that he sent it up by himself, and even pretended to be innocent and ignorant.

Really, a fox-like person.

　In The Birth of a Playwright, this is a pit from before, so I remember it, and I have to fill it in. I don’t know if you still remember Liu Mengyi.Ouch, a poor woman.

　　
　
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