I sell demon meat in the city

Chapter 151 Accident?

Only half an hour?
Fifth Senior Brother said it would be less than an hour.
Indeed, half an hour is less than an hour.

But what's strange is why she feels hungry in the illusion? Is time accelerated? Is her illusion different from others'?
Forget it, forget it.

Unable to figure it out, Mengqi stopped thinking about it and walked over to the red-tailed fox, squatting down to examine it.

"Be careful, it might fake its death."

Meng Qi waved her hand, "I just broke its illusion, so it can't use it on me now, and it doesn't have the energy to use it anymore."

They're practically half-dead, what can they do?

She used a dagger to flip the red-tailed fox over. It was covered in dirt and blood, completely different from the beautiful, adorable little red and white creature that had appeared in the demon-revealing mirror the night before.

However, he did not die.

Because its chest was still rising and falling slightly, Meng Qi saw its eyelashes twitch as she turned its body over.

Without hesitation, Meng Qi plunged the dagger into its demon core.

The red-tailed fox suddenly opened its eyes wide, staring at Meng Qi with its beautiful fox eyes, its limbs outstretched.

A moment later, the little fox's body went limp, its eyes slowly became lifeless, and finally its head lolled to the side and it became completely still.

At six o'clock on the morning of June 15th, Meng Jiu got up as usual and ran two laps around the village, with Da Huang following behind him. The two looked harmonious and content.

But as he ran close to the gate of Boss Meng's house, Da Huang suddenly let out a low growl from its throat, and then its huge body leaped to the gate. But because the gate was still locked, it frantically ran around in circles.

Meng Jiu glanced at Da Huang in surprise, then quickly turned her head to look around.

Since a sheep demon appeared at my eldest brother's house last time, when they rebuilt the sheepfold, they simply raised the wall by one meter as well. So now the wall of Meng Lao's house is three meters high.

However, when it came to building a basement, Boss Meng refused no matter what.

He and his wife are both in their eighties or almost nineties. How many more years can they live?

Why build a basement? It's just a waste of time.

He found a footprint on the west wall, which must have been from someone who took a running start, kicked off the wall, and then jumped onto the top of the wall.

There were strangers at my brother's house, and they seemed to have ill intentions.

Meng Jiu took out her phone and called Meng Yanxu. After the call connected, she whispered, "Come to your great-grandfather's house and bring your dad."

Meng Yanxu, who was half asleep, suddenly woke up.

He got up, put on his shorts and shoes, and ran outside without even changing his vest.

"Dad, get up quickly, we're going to Grandpa's house."

Meng Yanxu knocked on his parents' bedroom door, yelled, and then turned and ran out.

Because he had promised Xiao Qi, he had been very vigilant these past few days, wandering around the village entrance whenever he had free time, and glancing warily at any strangers entering the village.

The situation remained calm, and no one from the Meng family in the Northwest came over.

Did someone go to my great-grandfather's house today?

Meng Yanxu arrived quickly, but at the door he only saw Da Huang and not Grandpa Jiu.

"Big Yellow, where is my Ninth Grandfather?"

The big yellow dog turned its face toward the yard, raised its chin, and let out a low growl from its throat again.

Meng Yanxu was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

He took a few steps back, ran a short distance, jumped onto the wall, then leaped down, and after landing, quickly darted to the door and opened it.

It's not just to let Huang in; his dad is coming later too.

The moment he entered the courtyard, he heard the sounds of fighting coming from inside the house.

Meng Yanxu was extremely anxious, so he ran over and grabbed a short shovel from the side of the kitchen.

Before he could even enter the house, with a crash, a figure tumbled into the courtyard, carrying half of his great-grandfather's main room door with him. Meng Yanxu was startled, but when he saw that the person who had fallen was neither his ninth grandfather nor his great-grandfather, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Without saying a word, he picked up a shovel and started hitting him.

The man had already been nearly killed by Meng Jiu's kick, and before he could even get up, he was hit on the head with a shovel. His eyes rolled back, and he passed out.

"Ninth Grandfather"

"Stop talking nonsense, there's another one here."

The main room of the Meng family's house was not small, but it was a mess at the moment, with everything smashed on the ground.

Meanwhile, Grandma Meng was also lying on the ground.

When Meng Yanxu entered, the first thing he saw was his great-grandfather sitting on the ground with his great-grandmother in his arms, and there was a pool of blood under her.

Meng Yanxu's pupils contracted, and his heart skipped a beat.

That son of a bitch dared to lay a hand on the eldest mistress. No wonder Ninth Grandfather's voice was trembling just now.

"Master Meng, it's a misunderstanding."

"I misunderstood your mother!"

Meng Jiu's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and he punched the other man hard in the face. The other man hurriedly took a step back and raised his arm to block. Just then, Meng Yanxu swung a shovel and smashed it into his back.

Caught between two attacks, with no other option, the man had to channel his inner energy to form a protective shield around his body.

Bang, crack.

The grandfather and grandson slammed their fists and shovels into the protective shield, feeling as if they were hitting transparent glass, which was incredibly hard. Despite their combined strength, they couldn't budge the shield an inch.

Meng Yanxu was shocked. This person's cultivation level was not low, and he and Ninth Grandfather were no match for him.

The man only dodged from the beginning and did not confront Meng Jiu head-on. During the fight, he was afraid of hurting him.

He clearly looked very wary.

Seizing the moment when Meng Yanxu was stunned, he quickly darted out through the half-broken door of the main room.

“Master Meng, today’s events were purely accidental. We really didn’t mean to hurt Madam. She was in such a hurry that she slipped and fell. Of course, the main fault lies with us. We shouldn’t have come to your door in this way, but there were reasons for it. We will definitely give you an explanation another day.”

The man ran into the yard, said his piece, then grabbed his unconscious companion lying in the yard, turned around, jumped over the yard wall, and sped away.

"Xiao Jiu, come quick, come see your sister-in-law."

Meng Yanxu ran into the yard, only to find that the man and his accomplices had already scaled the wall. He stomped his foot in anger, and then heard his great-grandfather's slightly trembling voice coming from inside the house. He quickly turned around and ran into the house.

Just then, I saw Grandpa Jiu's hand trembling as he placed it under Grandma's nose.

Still angry.

Meng Jiu breathed a slight sigh of relief, turned her head and shouted to Meng Yanxu, "Quickly tell your dad to bring the car over."

"it is good."

Meng Yanxu turned around and ran outside again, just as he bumped into Meng Shubing, who was rushing in.

"Your great-grandfather."

"Dad, go drive the car, my great-grandmother has fainted."

".good."

Meng Shubing only paused for a second before turning around and running back without asking any questions.

An elderly person in their late eighties or early nineties, who is usually healthy and seems to be in good health, could very well die from a minor illness or injury.

Therefore, Meng Shubing didn't need to ask any questions at this moment; he just needed to get the person to the hospital as quickly as possible, racing against time to save the King of Hell.
I'm quite diligent; I update my game on time every day while playing in Beijing, and I admire myself for that.

However, traveling in the sweltering summer is simply torture. If it weren't for my little one wanting to see the Forbidden City and the Great Wall, I would never have gone out.

Is that sightseeing? No, it's people-watching!
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