Chapter 49: Persuading the Meng Family

Ning Xinzhao called out toward the kitchen, "Mom, I'm taking the mule out for a stroll."
"Go on, go ahead," Madame Meng replied.
She told Ning Nuan and Ning Huan to wash their hair first.
Since girls had long hair, they had to be careful to prevent lice.
Ning Xin took the mule outside and told Ning Zhuang and the others to keep an eye on the deer.
"Sister, don't you worry. We'll watch the deer closely and absolutely not let it run away."
Ning Dalang walked on his way home, feeling today that the villagers...
"Uncle, I advise you not to consider this matter. The risks and rewards are completely disproportionate. If it fails, the Feng family will suffer a catastrophic disaster..." Saying this, Feng Tong let out a desolate sigh.
Meanwhile, a young man emerged from the lake, gazing at Long Daoling from afar. This man was quite handsome, but his eyes were filled with a murderous intent, and slowly, he submerged back into the water.
"Behind our base is an untamed mountain filled with many wild beasts. Comrades who accidentally die during training don't even need to be buried; they are simply thrown directly into that wild mountain," Rushi said softly.
Diyu and Qiuchen, sitting to one side, did not have much objection. Their original mission was to investigate, and now they had a clear direction together with Long Daoling and the others. Moreover, they were deeply concerned about the man named Cang Gui, who seemed to possess some unpredictable latent ability.
Xinyi had caught a cold, her head feeling dizzy and fuzzy all day long. She had used up a huge roll of tissues, looking like a little slug, and her nose was pinched red.
This was Tang Feng's first time seeing the complete Treatise on Cold Damage and Miscellaneous Diseases, along with Zhang Zhongjing's precious first-hand clinical data. Even the King of Medicine, Sun Simiao, had never had the opportunity to see such ancient texts. Unawares, Tang Feng's level of clinical application in traditional Chinese medicine reached even greater heights.
Tang Feng said, "Of course, I cannot guarantee a hundred percent efficacy. To improve the results, I plan to produce a series. For instance, regarding diabetes, according to the differentiation of syndromes in traditional Chinese medicine, it can be further divided into lung-heat type, stomach-heat type, kidney-yin deficiency type, and dual deficiency of yin and yang."
Su Weiliang put her fingers into her mouth and imitated the call of a cuckoo a few times, after which responses began to ring out one after another from the forest.
"Director Zhao, there is a very important guest outside who wants to buy a car, and you might need to receive them personally." Zhang Ying's pretty eyes did not blink at all, acting completely as if she had not seen the scene before her, and her tone was extremely calm.
After letting out that roar, the surroundings seemed to return to normal once more. Seeing this, Ye Shaotian laughed like a madman, recalling what some old folks had said: humans fear ghosts by three parts, while ghosts fear humans by seven parts. As long as you overwhelm them with your aura, they wouldn't dare to haunt you.
Lucian's level and items had completely fallen behind Annie's, and his situation could not even be described as adding frost to snow.
Huang Shang glanced at the tightly closed bathroom door, listening to the rushing sound of water in his ears. His throat tightened, and ultimately he got up, grabbed a bottle of mineral water, and gulped it down.
Moreover, when a home is bustling with human vitality, the earthly soul is easily harmed, affecting the fortune of descendants or family members.
"Underground!" Seeing Wang Feibai acknowledge the order and begin to heal his wounds, the Blade Sovereign patted Meng Qianxi on the shoulder.
Princess Anyang had already planned this out in her heart. Originally, she had been searching for Sheng Zi'an's vulnerabilities, intending to strike a fatal blow, but over the past few years, Sheng Zi'an had kept an overwhelmingly low profile, leaving Princess Anyang unable to find any good methods.
After casting her Q, Fiora would automatically follow up with a basic attack once. Unless one frantically pressed S or clicked the ground at the very first moment, there was no way to cancel it.
Therefore, over these past few days, this zombie had killed quite a few people, yet Uncle Jiu and the others could not find its lair.
Jian Yue nodded without arguing, stood up and walked out of the private room. The moment she closed the door, she clearly saw the smug expression on Shen Xinran's face. She merely wanted to make herself look embarrassed in front of Liyang.
Everyone's gaze instantly shifted back to Ding Meng. The corners of Ding Meng's eyes twitched; this fellow was simply afraid there wouldn't be a fire to fan. Having finally managed to divert the topic, he had thrown it right back onto her.