I sell demon meat in the city

Chapter 11 Malatang

"Whether you get a divorce or not is your business. You two can discuss it when she comes back."

After saying that, Meng Jiu turned around and went into the kitchen. He still had to cook another dish. His granddaughter was a picky eater and wouldn't eat without meat.

As for why Meng Qi wasn't mentioned when talking about the divorce, what was mentioned instead?
Lin Qingquan has never supported her for a single day. Even if they really divorce, would he have the nerve to ask for her back?

The bedroom light on the right side of the main room was on. Meng Qi was sitting at her desk, her fair little hand holding a calligraphy brush, dipping it in ink and drawing something on a piece of white paper.

Meng Ziyang sat on the other side of the desk, holding a pencil in his hand, writing his homework in his grid notebook with a bitter expression.

Lin Qingquan walked in, holding his phone in his left hand. He wanted to ask his daughter and wife for their phone numbers.

Shulan's old number had been deactivated long ago, and she took the opportunity to change it after the incident five years ago.

Even if she hadn't changed her number, given his situation over the past five years, he still wouldn't have been able to contact her.

"Xiao Qi."

Lin Qingquan approached his daughter, about to ask her a question, when he caught a glimpse of the drawing she had made with a brush out of the corner of his eye and suddenly froze.

The lines are curved and irregular, and at first glance they look like scribbles or a little girl's random doodles.

However, a closer look reveals that each drawing on the paper was done by the little girl in one go, with a faint glint of light flashing from the tip of her pen.

It's so faint that you can't see it at all unless you look closely.

What shocked Lin Qingquan even more was that he had seen the drawings his daughter had made.

The Taoist temple on Sanqing Mountain was destroyed in the earthquake ten years ago. After the demonic disaster, Lin Qingquan went into the mountain to investigate.

In a small side hall behind the Taoist temple, on the only remaining wall, there was a yellow talisman. He remembered very clearly that the pattern on the talisman was exactly the same as the one his daughter was drawing now.

"what?"

Meng Qi put down her brush, tilted her head to look at Lin Qingquan, her dark and bright eyes were clear, and her clean face revealed delicate features, her eyes and mouth were like Shu Lan's, and her nose was like his.

Their daughter's appearance is a combination of almost all the best features of both parents.

"How did you learn to draw this?" Lin Qingquan asked, pointing to the pattern on the white paper.

"Don't tell you."

Mengqi tossed her head and continued drawing.

This is a task assigned by my master; I cannot reveal it.

It's as if she has a fairy master who no one can see or know about.

Of course, mothers are an exception.

But when are they coming back? She's already killed the giant green snake, can she go to Sanqing Mountain for fun now?
Meng Qi lowered her head and drew talismans seriously. Lin Qingquan stood beside her and watched. The more he watched, the more surprised and shocked he became.

His daughter... can she manipulate the energy of heaven and earth?
Although very faint, a faint aura would gather at the tip of her brush as she wielded it, and after the brush moved swiftly and smoothly to complete the talisman, a faint halo would fill the surface of it.

This is a talisman with magical power.

But it was obvious that the little girl was just practicing, because after she finished drawing one, she would casually toss it aside and then draw the next one.

She is practicing her skills.

Is someone teaching Xiao Qi?

Lin Qingquan didn't ask any more questions. Clearly, his daughter had a secret but didn't want to tell him.

Or perhaps the person who taught her didn't want her to tell anyone.

Does Shulan know this?
Lin Qingquan suddenly remembered the person who killed the pig demon and saved him and his mother five years ago. So, was he/she the one who taught Xiao Qi how to draw talismans?

Also, why does he possess such talismans? What is his connection to the Sanqing Temple?
What's very strange is that since the strange events that occurred at Sanqing Mountain, the abbot of Sanqing Temple has not been found, and the remains of the disciples who stayed on the mountain have vanished without a trace. It is unknown whether they were eaten by monsters or fell into the cracks that appeared during the tremors.

In short, since that strange incident and the appearance of many bizarre monsters, no one in the Sanqing Temple has seen one.

The once-thriving Taoist temple collapsed and disappeared overnight, leaving only a wall and a talisman on it.

A possibility suddenly popped into Lin Qingquan's mind: could the person who saved Shulan from killing the pig demon be the abbot of the Sanqing Temple?

Swish swish.
"This is the first move of the Eight Immortals Sword, Xiangzi Carrying a Basket!"

Although he lost his right arm, Lin Qingquan could still wield a sword with his left hand.

After discovering his daughter's talent and the fact that she had a mentor secretly teaching her, Lin Qingquan finally understood after struggling with the matter for two days.

My father-in-law is right. Some things can't be hidden. Some people are born extraordinary, so there's no need to make her an ordinary person.

In addition, what he saw and heard in the Grand Canyon made him realize that the world would be different from before.

Unknown outsiders are eyeing them covetously, and those with extraordinary skills harbor treacherous ambitions. Instead of hoping they will unite against external threats, it would be better to focus on becoming stronger themselves.

After all, it's better to rely on yourself than on others.

So from that day on, Lin Qingquan decided to pass on all of his Eight Immortals Sword Techniques to his daughter.

Meng Ziyang was also learning swordsmanship with him.

The little guy has no interest in studying, but he has a slight talent for swordsmanship.

He broke down the first move and taught it to the two of them one move at a time. In just a few days, they learned it quite well.

However, in terms of the application of Qi, Meng Ziyang is still far behind Meng Qi.

Watching his daughter's speed and moves, Lin Qingquan realized something: Xiao Qi was born with good fortune. In other words, she could draw upon the energy of heaven and earth at any time if she wanted to.

He's far more capable than his father, who learned through later education.

What he regrets is that he has been back for almost a week and still hasn't seen his wife.

In a cave surrounded by fluorescent lights on Mount Sanqing, Meng Shulan lay panting heavily on a rock.

"Again, again!"

"Again?"

Yu Qingge was speechless. "I'm not trying to discourage you, but even if you do it a hundred more times, you might make a little bit of progress, but that's all you'll make. There won't be any more."

She sighed again, "Your talent is lacking, and your physique is not good either. It's really unsatisfactory for you to practice martial arts. Let me let you choose magic. The energy of heaven and earth here is so rich. How come you can't mobilize it at all? You can't even circulate your energy into your body?"

Sigh, Lan, it's been five years. Maybe we should just give up. Xiao Qi will definitely amount to something; she'll protect her mother.

Meng Shulan propped herself up and looked at her, her tone firm, "A hundred repetitions will lead to a little improvement, right? Fine, then I'll practice a thousand times, ten thousand times. What I want to do is protect my daughter, not become a burden to her and make her protect me!"

Yu Qingge pouted, "Give me a break. If it's ten thousand times, wouldn't I have to stay in this hole with you every day? That's too much, Meng Shulan."

"Malatang, I'll treat you to Malatang ten more times."

Yu Qingge was silent for a moment, then bargained, "Twenty times, I want to eat it twenty times."

"make a deal!"

That's all for today, see you tomorrow!

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