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Is Chapter 108 his descendant?

Upon hearing Yang Yi's words, Fang Bingjun, who was now sixty years old but looked only in his thirties, looked up at the road ahead and nodded, "Stop them at the bend in the mountain ahead."

He absolutely could not let go of a genius with the wood element.

So what if she's entered the country? As long as he offers enough benefits, I don't believe Meng Shulan won't be tempted.

In the past ten years or so, due to the sudden appearance of monsters, some special cultivators have emerged in various places. There are not many of them, but their abilities are quite remarkable. Some of them who have passed the test have been recruited into the Mountain and Sea Hall by him.

The young girl from the Meng family was sent to him by Xiao Chenghai. She said that her technique of manipulating objects was very similar to that of the Meng family in the Northwest. However, although the two surnames sound the same, they are not the same character.

The Xiao family investigated the Meng family for three generations but found nothing, including any connection to the Meng family.

However, Fang Bingjun knew that more than a hundred years ago, the Meng family had a very powerful direct descendant with the wood attribute who died while on a mission.

His grandfather was with that elder at the time, and with his protection, he barely escaped with his life. After recovering from his injuries, he went to visit the elder's children, only to find that the brother and sister were no longer alive.

The Meng family's public statement was that they were overwhelmed with grief upon hearing the devastating news of their father's death and followed him in death.

Whether others believe it or not is unknown, but his grandfather did not believe it at the time.

The Meng family has always been cold-blooded, especially ruthless towards those in the clan who lack talent. His grandfather suspected that the brother and sister had most likely been murdered or imprisoned. For the sake of their father's accumulated wealth, the Meng family was certainly capable of such a thing.

Afterwards, his grandfather secretly investigated, but unfortunately, apart from discovering that some of the elder's things were in the hands of the eldest branch of the Meng family, he couldn't find any trace of the brother and sister.

In the end, they had no choice but to give up.

Now that the wood attribute has reappeared, Fang Bingjun couldn't help but think of the elder of the Meng family who had passed away many years ago and had saved his grandfather's life.

Could they be his descendants?
As the white Polo was about to pass Green Luo Mountain, Yang Yi signaled the driver to speed up. Just as they were about to catch up with the white car, a willow tree that had been quiet by the roadside suddenly seemed to come alive. The entire tree leaned towards the road, and its branches stretched out like claws, lunging at their car.

Before the driver could react, the front of the car was completely entangled by willow branches, the windshield was completely covered by green, the car body was lifted up and dragged upwards at an angle.

Yang Yi suddenly flung open the car door and leaped out. He flipped over and jumped onto the hood of the car, simultaneously reaching behind his waist with his right hand to pull out a dagger. He swung it repeatedly at the willow branches that were entangled around the hood of the car, snapping the branches off. With a "thud," the lifted hood of the car slammed to the ground, sending dust flying everywhere on the hot summer afternoon.

The anomaly seemed to occur over a long period of time, but in reality, it was very short. In just a moment, only the rear of the white Polo in front remained, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yang Yi laughed. This Meng Shulan has quite the nerve.

Not only did she not give Director Fang any face, she even dared to lay a hand on him. Should he praise her for being ignorant and fearless?
Yang Yi jumped off the front of the cart and brushed away all the willow branches that were wrapped around it.

Without a controller, these willow branches immediately became limp and lifeless.

"The curator has escaped."

Yang Yi returned to the car and turned to Fang Bingjun, asking, "What should we do? Should we go to Yunmeng Village?"

Unlike Yang Yi, Fang Bingjun was extremely interested in what had just happened. How could someone control the entire willow tree to block them? Was it Meng Shulan or her daughter Meng Qi?

Historical records from Shanhaitang state that a peerless genius in the Meng family's history, approximately three hundred years ago, could achieve this level of success, and in the entire history of the family, only this one person has emerged.

Fang Bingjun was somewhat excited.

If he had previously only guessed that Meng Shulan and her daughter were descendants of Senior Meng, he was now at least 50% certain.

"Let's go to Yunmeng Village."

Inside the car ahead, Meng Qi and Meng Ziyang, the two little ones, were dumbfounded as they watched the willow tree behind them forcefully block the car that was following them.

"Mom, how are you so amazing?" What has her mom been doing behind her back for the past three months?

"Yes, Grandma, you're amazing!" Compared to his grandma, he felt embarrassed to even control a leaf. Meng Shulan calmly drove on, without saying a word.

In reality, she was feeling guilty and didn't know how to answer the two little ones, because her current abilities were entirely brought to her attention by Qingge using pills.

This made her feel like she had taken a shortcut, lacking the solid foundation of hard work and cultivation, and she always felt a bit uneasy.

It's like a college graduate paying money to get a bachelor's degree. It might not have a big impact on their work, and they might be capable enough to handle the job, but they just don't feel confident and will feel insecure.

Fortunately, she managed to shake off the cars behind her, which made Meng Shulan breathe a sigh of relief.

Not long after, the three people, the dragon, and the monkey arrived at Yunmeng Village.

Seeing more and more people outside through the car window, Xiao Huo turned around and darted back into his backpack, zipping it up from the inside.

Xiao Long obediently picked up the hat and put it on his head, then gripped Meng Qi's hand tightly, appearing a little nervous.

From afar, Mengqi saw two people standing at the door of her grandfather's house.

There was a man and a woman. The man was tall and thin, standing there like a bamboo pole. The woman wasn't short either, but she still had to look up at the man when she stood in front of him.

Who is my brother talking to?

Meng Qi recognized the tall, thin man; it was Meng Yanxu, the son of her uncle Meng Shubing. He was seventeen years old and a high school sophomore in the county town—no, he should be a senior now.

"She's the daughter of a vixen."

Meng Ziyang saw the girl's profile and curled his lip in disdain. "Annoying. I wonder why she's bothering my uncle again."

Upon hearing Meng Ziyang's words, Meng Shulan wanted to give him a few words of advice, but because she was in front of the two people in the blink of an eye, she swallowed back the words she was about to say.

The car stopped, and the boy and girl talking at the door turned their heads to look at each other at the same time.

"elder brother."

As soon as Meng Qi got out of the car, she rushed towards Meng Yanxu, who picked her up and lifted her high in his arms. He then weighed her in his arms and laughed, "How come our little chubby girl has gotten so thin?"

Meng Qi may not look fat, but she is actually quite chubby and belongs to the particularly sturdy type. After all, she is too mischievous and is never idle.

But recently, due to growth and diet, she has indeed lost some weight, so her originally round face has become an oval face similar to Meng Shulan's.

Now when the mother and daughter stand together, they look exactly alike, except one is the adult version and the other is a miniature version.

"Don't you think Xiaoqi is prettier like this? If she grew her hair longer, she'd look just like a doll. Right?"

Seeing Meng Yanxu and Xiao Qi hugging affectionately, Zhou Xiaojie, not wanting to be outdone, quickly smiled and praised them as well.

But Meng Yanxu didn't agree with her, and Xiao Qi glanced at her but didn't say anything.

Then she got off Meng Yanxu and pulled him towards the car. Xiaolong and Xiaohuo were still in the car; she wanted to check on them for her brother.

Zhou Xiaojie's smile froze, and she watched the brother and sister leave, somewhat helplessly. Her gaze remained fixed on Meng Yanxu, but unfortunately, his attention was entirely on his sister, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, and he didn't even glance at her.

Zhou Xiaojie pursed her lips in disappointment. After Meng Shulan got out of the car, she greeted her and left.

Meng Shulan took the backpack containing Xiao Huo off the car and said to Meng Yanxu, Xiao Qi, and the other two, "Let's go home first."

As soon as she finished speaking, she looked up at a car coming from the end of the alley and couldn't help but frown!

(End of this chapter)