I sell demon meat in the city

Chapter 30 Demon Mirror

Meng Shubing was known in the area for his fighting prowess and extensive connections, including people from all walks of life, even in Qingzhou City.

Although Meng Ziyang was young, he knew that his thirteenth grandfather knew a lot of people. His ninth grandfather had said before that people like him were particularly quick to find out information.

Sure enough, during dinner that evening, Meng Shubing made a few phone calls and roughly figured out where the sheep demon had been causing trouble a couple of days ago.

“Uncle, if every family builds a basement, just think how much it would cost? Not to mention others, just my uncle and aunt, my older brother is even older than you, and he has to rely on Zichen’s dad to give him money for his own. Where would he get the money to build one for my uncle?”

The Meng family has a large population, and their daily lives are usually fine, but suddenly everyone wants to build basements, and they all need to be fully furnished, habitable, and very sturdy.

Given the soaring prices of building materials such as cement and sand in the past two years, a conservative estimate would be at least 50,000.

Of course, we'll have to get a quote from the construction team tomorrow.

But money is necessary no matter what.

Meng Jiu glanced at Meng Shubing, saw him lower his eyes guiltily, and snorted, "You talk so high and mighty, do you really think I don't know what you're up to? You little brat, I know what kind of shit you're going to take just by sticking your butt out."

He's so arrogant, thinking he can challenge a demon.

Meng Shubing chuckled, "Uncle, I heard from one of my brothers that the sheep was injured by a group of strong men in the village. Think about it, if ordinary people can injure it, then this demon can't be that powerful. So if we find it, we might be able to knock it out with a few punches. How about this, you let your brother-in-law come with us, and after we catch that sheep, we can sell it and use the money to build a basement for the old folks like Uncle and the others, how about that?"

Before Meng Jiu could speak, Meng Qi leaned over and asked, "Uncle, did you find out where it ran off to?"

Meng Shubing nodded, "Someone saw them running towards Green Vine Mountain. It's a green area with lots of grass."

A sheep demon? It's still a sheep, it has to eat grass.

Meng Qi looked at Meng Jiu, "Master, shall we go take a look tomorrow?"

Meng Jiu turned to look at Lin Qingquan.

To be honest, Lin Qingquan was also a little tempted at this moment, mainly because he realized the benefits of demon flesh and demon cores. It would be a pity not to get more while others didn't know about them!
After thinking for only two seconds, he nodded and said, "Then let's set off for Green Vine Mountain first thing tomorrow morning."

"I'll go as well."

It was Meng Shulan who spoke. After practicing her boxing for so long, she wanted to test its effectiveness.

Although Qingge always said that she had no talent, hard work can make up for lack of talent. She would go to Sanqing Mountain every few days and get up before dawn to practice. She could practice a simple set of boxing techniques thousands of times.

Finally, she managed to get the woman to nod and say it would be alright.

But Meng Shulan didn't know just how good this makeshift solution would be.

"Stop messing around and stay home quietly."

Before Lin Qingquan and Meng Jiu could say anything, Meng Shubing scolded her with a stern face, "It's not like we're going to a market, why are you joining in the fun?"

After saying that, he got up and beckoned Meng Zichen to leave.

Meng Shulan pursed her lips. Her brother was still the same as before, looking down on her and treating her like dirt.

Meng Jiu, on the other hand, pondered Meng Shulan's thoughts for quite a while.

His daughter resembled his deceased wife in both appearance and personality; she was slender and quiet. Being the only girl in their generation, she was always protected by everyone from a young age. Whenever something happened, others would step in front of her, so she didn't have to take the lead.

It may seem like pampering and happiness, but as you grow up, you realize what the consequences of doing so are.

That means raising a timid and cowardly pampered girl.

Therefore, Meng Shulan returned to Qingzhou as soon as she graduated from university. She only felt safe when her family was around.

But in reality, the person you can rely on most is yourself, not others. Especially now that my daughter is a mother herself.

"Lanlan, how are you learning from Xiaoqi's master?"

Meng Jiu had never met Yu Qingge, only knowing that the person lived near Sanqing Mountain and would occasionally come and go without a trace, making him very mysterious.

Because he was his granddaughter's savior, he didn't ask too many questions.

"I think I should be able to protect myself."

Because she had never tried it before, Meng Shulan spoke very conservatively, even showing Meng Jiu her left hand.

She is left-handed and primarily uses her left hand to throw punches.

Her once fair and delicate hands now had yellow calluses of varying thickness on the palms, and scars from hitting stones on the backs of her hands. Because Yu Qingge had treated them, they weren't very noticeable, but upon closer inspection, one could see the marks of the old and new calluses.

When Meng Jiu saw this, her lips twitched with heartache.

Where in her life has she ever suffered such an injury?

But he said nothing, looked away and hardened his heart, "Alright, you go with me tomorrow. It doesn't matter if you can't help, but you have to take care of yourself."

"Okay, don't worry, Dad. I promise I won't hold you back, and I won't get hurt."

After saying that, Meng Shulan stood up and said, "I'm going to my uncle's house. I need to keep an eye on my aunt while she takes a bath."

Lin Qingquan quickly replied, "I'll go with you."

The couple walked out of the yard side by side.

Meng Qi was kneeling on her small bed with her bottom sticking out, in front of her a pile of strange, colorful things that she couldn't name.

"Which one is the demon-revealing mirror?"

She muttered to herself, constantly taking things out of her silver bracelet. In no time, the small bed was almost full of them, while the black iron knife with a specially crafted colorful handle was buried underneath, not even registering in her sight.

"Why is everything such a mess? Where did they hide the mirror?"

Meng Qi vaguely remembered that when she was three years old, her master told her that there seemed to be something in the storage ring. As long as she held it in her hand and shone it into the air, she could see what the monster looked like and where it was within a hundred miles.

Of course, this only applies to areas within a hundred miles; anything further away won't be visible.

Her master spoke casually at the time and didn't show her what it looked like, so she had never remembered that she had such a treasure.

It wasn't until her uncle mentioned that Green Vine Mountain wasn't far, but that even with just a few of them, they might not be able to find it, that she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of this mirror.

"Hmm? Is this it?"

When she pulled out several jade pendants and a small, antique bronze mirror about the size of an adult's palm, Meng Qi stopped taking things out and picked up the mirror to face herself.

It showed a small face with delicate features, but with short hair, looking like a tomboy.

"Whose child is so cute!"

Meng Qi casually combed her messy short hair, then jumped off the bed and ran into the yard.

She held the mirror up to the dark, starless night sky, muttering, "Is this how it is? One, two, three."

Sorry for the lateness of the day. My little one vomited after I dropped him off at school this morning, so I had to pick him up and take him to the hospital for a checkup, which delayed me all morning.

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