I sell demon meat in the city

Chapter 100 Junior Class

Meng Zichen readily agreed. It was only a few tens of thousands of yuan. Even if Qingshui Town was to be ordered to relocate as rumored, he could afford to pay for it for his son.

He had amassed quite a fortune by selling demon meat that year. If it weren't for the current chaos caused by demons, he and Meng Shubing would have already bought a house in Qingzhou.

When Pidan got off the bus, he was a little reserved. After all, he hadn't seen Meng Shulan for a long time, and he couldn't relax in front of this elder whom even his grandfather had to call aunt.

"Great-great-aunt, where is my little aunt?"

They were standing at the foot of Sanqing Mountain. Meng Shulan pointed to the mountaintop and said, "She's up there. Do you dare to go up and find her alone?"

Pidan looked up at the mountain, which seemed to stretch straight into the sky amidst the swirling clouds and mist, with no end in sight.

Remembering what his Uncle Ziyang had said before he came, he clenched his little fist and nodded emphatically, "I dare!"

"Okay, then you can go up now."

Pidan took a deep breath, took a few steps with his short legs, and carefully looked at the mountain path under his feet as he climbed up.

This child has a completely opposite personality to Xiao Qi. She is timid and cautious, and she is very careful in everything she does. She also pays attention to how adults react.

Meng Shulan knew that he lacked a sense of security.

After his mother ran away, he went with his father, and then his father sent him back to his grandparents' house. Although his grandparents treated him very well, he still felt unsettled.

This is all Meng Zichen's fault.

“I’ll take you to town to look at houses. After we buy them and set them up, you have to stay here while Pidan is here. You have to take care of your own son; don’t expect me to.”

Meng Shulan knew what this kid was up to, so she immediately blocked his path.

He didn't know how long he had been climbing, and his legs were so sore they didn't feel like his own anymore. Pidan still hadn't seen his little aunt Mengqi.

Panting, he wiped away his sweat and looked up at the faint white mist about fifty meters ahead. A sudden chill ran through him; he felt a little scared.

"Little...Little Aunt."

"Little Auntie."

"Grandma"

"Meng Qi."

"Xiao Qi."

Pidan tried to find Mengqi by shouting so that she could take him to the mountaintop.

I called out to them many times, tried all sorts of names, but they just wouldn't appear.

He swallowed hard as he looked at the white mist, wondering if there were any monsters inside.

Then I remembered that my great-aunt and father were still at the foot of the mountain. Oh, I forgot, his father can't be considered a person, so it doesn't matter whether he's there or not.

But it is said that the great-aunt is very powerful now. If that's the case, there can't be any monsters here, otherwise she wouldn't have let him go up the mountain alone.

With that thought, Pidan felt relieved. He rested for a moment, then clenched his little fists and resolutely started climbing the mountain again. So much so that when he entered the white mist, he didn't hesitate for a moment and rushed in headfirst.

Standing atop the mountain, Yu Qingge raised an eyebrow, then turned to Meng Qi, who was playing with Xiao Long, and said, "This kid from your family is quite interesting. He entered my maze and wasn't affected at all. He's almost out now."

Meng Qi was surprised, "Pidang has this ability?"

She was trapped in her master's maze and it took her almost a whole day to get out. She was so hungry she was almost dying.

"Hmm, this kid is a bit special."

The boy, who was considered special, walked in the fog for about half an hour, and gradually his vision became brighter and more open.

He snapped out of his daze, turned around, and realized he was already about ten meters away from the mist. Looking up at the mountain, he saw a clear blue sky and lush green peaks, a scene of serene beauty. He cupped his little hands into a megaphone and shouted with all his might, "Xiao Qi!"

"You little rascal, are you asking for a beating?"

Pidan shuddered. How did he hear that again?
Didn't you say you couldn't hear him shouting?
He stood there blankly for a moment, then his face fell. Oh no, he was going to get a beating.

Half an hour later, Pidan finally reached the top of the mountain. His eyes widened in shock, his face turned deathly pale, and he stammered, "Monster...monster."

Meng Qi patted Xiao Long's head and smiled mischievously, "Xiao Long, he said you're a monster."

Wow!
Xiao Long looked up and opened his mouth, giving Pi Dan a very substantial greeting gift, soaking him from head to toe.

Pidan opened his mouth wide in terror and shivered, but after waiting for a long time, the white "demon" did not swallow him with its blood-red maw. Instead, it "kindly" gave him a bath to cool him down.

His brain, which had been frozen in fear, finally began to work again. He wiped the water off his face with trembling hands and then seemed to realize that his great-aunt and this "demon" were friends.

So awesome!

"Little...Little Aunt."

What did you just call me?

Pidan shuddered again, then changed the subject, "Is this demon your friend? What is it?"

Actually, he had already realized it. His uncle Ziyang had told him that his great-aunt was raising a dragon, which was most likely this one.

Even if he knew, he couldn't admit it, otherwise he'd be speechless and get beaten up.

Considering he had climbed the mountain for half a day, Xiao Qi didn't beat him in the end. Instead, she stripped him of all his clothes, leaving him naked except for his underwear, and made him dry fish on a rock.

On June 25th, the special recruitment class for teenagers in Qingzhou's special department started. Meng Qi arrived at the gate of a military academy in Qingzhou early in the morning in Meng Shulan's car.

"Sister."

As soon as Meng Qi got off the bus, she heard a familiar voice. It was Meng Ziyang, who had arrived half an hour earlier than her.

He just finished his final exams yesterday and happened to have time to come and register today.

The person who brought him here was Meng Shubing, who looked at the majestic and solemn military academy gate with envy in his eyes.

Alas, what a pity. His son is so focused on his studies that no matter how eloquently he talks, he still can't muster the slightest interest in cultivation.

Bastard!
Meng Shulan could tell what her brother was thinking just by looking at his expression. After all, he had wanted to join the army when he was young, but he had a bad temper and got into an argument with a doctor who wasn't very responsible during his physical examination, and ended up hitting him.

Therefore, I couldn't go.

If you can't achieve your own dreams, why not have your son help you achieve them?

"Yanxu is a child with his own opinions. Don't keep urging him to do things he doesn't want to do."

Meng Yanxu has good grades and has consistently ranked in the top ten of his grade at the county's No. 1 high school. He should have no problem getting into a good university next year.

But Meng Shubing disagreed, after all, no matter how good his son's grades were, could they be better than Meng Shulan's when she was young?

My younger sister even got into Kyoto University, and now she's quit her job at that foreign company to focus on her training.

Besides, he didn't ask him to give up his studies. The two things don't conflict, so why can't they be done at the same time?

Perhaps after practicing, his mind will become sharper, which will be more helpful for his studies.

See you tomorrow!

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