In the heart of Fourth Uncle Zhao, a strong feeling of dissatisfaction suddenly arose.
But then I thought about what he still wanted from this junior, and had to suppress his emotions.
"Well, I still have some things left here that I used back then. You can see if there are any that can be used. You also know that most of the roads outside have been blocked by snow. Even if I can find them, I won't be able to find them.
It may not be able to be shipped in as soon as possible.”
Dong Zichang was silent for a moment, then reluctantly nodded.
Seeing that the ancestor finally agreed, Fourth Uncle Zhao didn't waste any time and immediately asked someone to bring the things over.
When they were discussing these matters, they had no intention of avoiding Lin Mengya.
Maybe it's because they believe too much in the medicinal properties of Shenduo, because they have never failed before.
However, except for Lin Mengya, I am afraid that no one can escape this disaster.
The surrounding women, whose skin was obviously bruised by the cold, and whose movements had become stiff, still didn't show any reaction, already explained the problem.
Godfall, a name that sounds very dangerous.
Its effect is more poisonous than poisonous wine.
Outside, Fourth Uncle Zhao's people had already brought in a large iron box.
It can be seen that Fourth Uncle Zhao protected the contents of the box very carefully. All the gaps were sealed with oilcloth, and there was even a big lock hung on it.
Fourth Uncle Zhao did not open it immediately, but ordered all the sober people in the yard to exit, and specifically told them not to come in without his order.
After that, he pulled out a key hanging on a black rope from his neck and carefully opened the box.
Lin Mengya also unconsciously focused her attention on the box.
She was so curious.
What on earth is it that deserves that old guy from the Zhao family to take such pains to preserve it?
"Look, although it has been more than ten years, is this thing as good as new?"
Fourth Uncle Zhao's tone was slightly proud.
Unlike his cautious behavior, Dong Zichang, who was already impatient with waiting, reached out and took out the contents.
"It has been too old and has lost its medicinal properties. And this thing has withered long ago."
The more criticism he received, the worse Uncle Zhao's face became.
Finally, he almost desperately suppressed the hand that wanted to blast the opponent, and asked with a dark face, "With so many things, isn't there anything that can be used?"
Judging from his tone, it seemed that he had determined that the other party was making things difficult for him.
Dong Zichang was not aware of his resentment at all.
"It can be useful if you try hard enough."
Just as Uncle Zhao was about to say something, the other party said rudely again, "But I will never allow myself to fail in a place like this. I still That's what I said, I will only do it if all the materials I need arrive."
Uncle Zhao almost became angry at these words.
Moreover, he was not used to swallowing his anger, so he immediately threatened with a strong attitude, "I don't care what you think, in short, I need to make her mine in the shortest possible time."
"Also, it is a serious crime for you to kill the biological mother of the holy bodies. If I get anxious, no one will help you cover it up. Think about the consequences yourself!"
The final outcome was that Uncle Zhao was angry and walked away.
But the amount of information left behind is huge.
Who is the biological mother of the Eucharist? Is it the woman who was cut open and died before?
But judging from Zhao Laosi's meaning, I'm afraid that the so-called holy body's biological mother is not the only one.
She couldn't help but observe her surroundings.
Most of these women have traces of childbirth on their bodies.
Could it be that they are all the mothers of the Holy Body mentioned by Mr. Zhao?
But thinking of this, she remembered another thing.
Her Moyan baby.
Someone once told her that Mo Yan was also some kind of saint.
She didn't understand its meaning at the time, but now she felt as if she had inadvertently gotten a glimpse of the truth.
Could it be that the biological mother of her baby Mo Yan was also one of these women?
But how did Mo Yan cross the sea and reach Jin?
Now she really believes that Mo Yan's problem has something to do with the ancient tribe.
Maybe here, she can unlock all the secrets of Mo Yan.
It didn't take long for Dong Zichang to agree to Fourth Uncle Zhao's request.
But this is not because he is afraid of the other party's threat, he just simply feels that if those people interrupt his research, it will be very inconvenient in the future.
Lin Mengya, who had been silently watching next to her, was still firm and tough just now? Does it really matter if she compromised so quickly?
But she was more worried about herself.
She didn't know what the other party was going to do, nor how far she could endure it.
She didn't worry much about her own safety.
If the Jackdaw Guard and Yu's guards hadn't sneaked in, the inhuman torture they endured during training would have been in vain.
She definitely knows what her two "cold instructors" are like.
Soon, Uncle Zhao left and returned.
It's just that this time, his attitude was not as warm as before, and he was also a bit bossy towards Dong Zichang.
Probably, he felt that the person was being controlled by him.
Lin Mengya listened and listened, and roughly understood that the other party wanted to use some tricks on her so that she could become a puppet that obeyed their words.
God's fall has its limitations after all.
If you use it too much, people will lose their consciousness and eventually become a dull wooden person.
But this is not enough for the ambitious guy Zhao Laosi.
He also coveted the Gong family.
If all such a large estate were to be attributed to him, then his status in the ancient clan would be above ten thousand people.
Those in the Presbyterian Church probably have to live by his expression.
When he thought of these scenes, he couldn't help but urge Dong Zichang to take action quickly.
But Dong Zichang also raised his own limits.
"At least there must be a living 'Resurrection Tree' seed, and at the very least it must be a ripe fruit. Otherwise, the receptor will not be able to fully receive her memory."
Resurrection tree?
Lin Mengya fell into doubt again.
She was vaguely aware of the other party's purpose, but she didn't expect that they were trying to subvert one another.
This incident is not unusual, after all, she has seen many cases of "immortal art" before.
But most of them are people who are about to die and are not willing to let their lives end, so they try their best to find a "reincarnation" for themselves.
And judging from the information she currently has, this technique of immortality has huge drawbacks.
One is the recipient's memory and self-awareness. The simpler and weaker the better.
She doesn't meet this basic condition.
But Uncle Zhao quickly gave the answer this time.
"Those two things are too precious. Maybe they are just spreading rumors, but I do have a better and simpler method than this."
Zhao Laosi's voice sounded a bit proud.
"What is it?" This time, Dong Zichang was also purely curious.
"Come here, go and ask Mr. Meng to come over."
After about a few minutes, Lin Mengya's body shook violently.
"Ding, ding"
The clear and regular ringtone made her unable to forget it no matter what.
That was the person who almost succeeded in giving her a psychological hint when she was at Fang's house.
"Little medicine, always ready!"
Almost at the same time, she passed the order to Xiaoyao.
Within the system, small medicines are also prepared.
This time, he will never let those guys take advantage of him!< br>
"Mr. Meng, the person is inside. I'll help you this time."
Fourth Uncle Zhao also showed willing respect on his face for Mr. Meng in his mouth.
The reason was for no other reason than that he had personally seen Mr. Meng’s methods over the years.
For example, that little beast Zhao Ziyan was destroyed by Mr. Meng.
And those idiots Zhao Yixuan and Fang Rao.
So far, they don't know that some misunderstandings between them were all accomplished through Mr. Meng's means.
Mr. Meng's body, as always, carries an air of otherworldly desolation.
Likewise, he had no desire at all for the skimpily dressed women around him, but he also had no sympathy at all.
In some ways, he and Dong Zichang are more like the same person.
"Who are you?"
Dong Zichang took the initiative to ask.
Mr. Meng just looked at him lightly and said, "I can control her soul, and I can also reshape it in a new body."
Dong Zichang didn't understand, so he naturally wanted to ask.
But Fourth Uncle Zhao couldn't wait any longer.
"Okay, okay, I'll ask you these things when you have time. Now, let's get things done first. Mr. Meng, I have to leave it to you this time. Just like last time, I need to be her most trusted person and let her trust her.
I obey my words and will never question me or hurt me.”
Mr. Meng nodded and walked straight to Lin Mengya.
As for Dong Zichang, he stared at him closely, but there was no fear or defensiveness in his light gray eyes, only a strong sense of curiosity.
He also wanted to see a method that could replace the resurrection tree seeds!
Lin Mengya finally saw clearly what Mr. Meng looked like.
It is recorded in the chapter on mental skills that once one learns mental skills, a person's temperament will also change.
Of course, this is different from the focus of my own study.
It is easy for people to overlook the appearance of the Mr. Meng in front of them, that is, to forget him at a glance.
He wore very simple clothes, only wearing a small "soul-catching bell" on each of his ears.
As he walks, the two bells will make sounds according to his footsteps.
This should be a "footwork".
By adjusting the person's walking posture, frequency and intensity, the bell can make various sounds.
This kind of voice and his own posture are also a kind of mental trick, but the range it can affect is very small, so it will not be ignored by others.
She thought that Mr. Meng probably wanted to use this to hide his whereabouts.
I have to admit, this person is also very powerful.