Super Red Packet

Chapter 721
"Oh, how did I know her. I just guessed that the woman who can stick a needle in the brain of a five-month-old girl must be barren herself, and her strong jealousy made her want to kill other people's children!"

"Wow, this... this..." The woman was almost stunned, "How could it be possible for her... However, it is true that she cannot hold her head up in front of everyone because she is infertile."

"Okay, you and her matter, you can settle it yourself. Today, I just take out the needle in the girl's brain."

The audience was silent, all were stunned by the conversation between Meng Xiaoben and the woman.

Meng Xiaoben shouted: "Bring alcohol cotton!"

Someone took a small bottle of alcohol swab from the counter and handed it to Meng Xiaoben.

Meng Xiaoben held a cotton swab in one hand, and stroked the back of the little girl's head with the other.

Luck in the heart, Hunyuan Soul Absorbing Skill combined with Earth Qi to generate a great aura.

A few days ago, he practiced the Greedy Thought Jue again, and at this moment he was secretly chanting the Greedy Thought Jue...

The people around suddenly felt great pressure.

Someone had difficulty breathing, and stepped back while clutching his chest.

Luan Bingju stood beside Meng Xiaoben, suddenly felt the anger from Meng Xiaoben, pressing directly into his body, he could hardly stand up.

What work?

So powerful?

When the Greedy Nian Mantra was recited for the fifth time, the intensity of the aura had reached saturation. In the strong aura, Meng Xiaoben used the Hunyuan Soul Absorption Technique again.

I just felt a stab in the palm of my hand!
The thin needle was sucked out of the little girl's head and fell into Meng Xiaoben's palm.

"Look!"

Meng Xiaoben showed the needle to everyone.

"Wow, a needle!"

"So tiny!"

"It's so vicious! You should report the crime and arrest that woman!"

Meng Xiaoben sterilized the small needle site and said to the woman, "It's all right."

The woman was speechless at all, hugged the child, knelt down to Meng Xiaoben, "Benefactor!"

"You don't need to thank me! Ask your daughter if her head still hurts."

The woman put her daughter on the ground and asked, "Honey, don't you have a headache?"

The girl was happy: "Mom, it doesn't hurt at all now."

Meng Xiaoben said: "She has been suffering from pain for a long time, and her body is still very weak. Let me replenish her vitality."

As he spoke, Meng Xiaoben stretched out his hand, pressed it on the little girl's back, and slowly input his vitality.

"Mom, it's hot, it's hot!" the little girl shouted hot.

Meng Xiaoben let go of his hand and said, "Now, she has fully recovered. After returning home, give the child more protein, and after a week, her body will fully recover."

In fact, it has recovered now.Because everyone could see that the little girl's sallow face suddenly turned pink and rosy, and her face became round. She was in good spirits, jumped and hugged Meng Xiaoben's neck, and said, "Thank you, uncle."

Meng Xiaoben put the girl down with a smile, turned around and grabbed the red deer antler in the sandalwood box, cupped his hands and said to everyone: "Thank you everyone."

Luan raised his eyes and watched Meng Xiaoben and the others walk out of the hospital. He suddenly felt a fever in his chest, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

Three hours later, Luan Bingju passed away at the Central Hospital: brain stroke!
At eight o'clock in the morning the next day, when the Black Snake Pavilion opened, Meng Xiaoben accompanied Tang Shishi and three deputy directors of the museum, sitting in the lobby.

All the people in the Black Snake Pavilion stood in front of the hall and obeyed orders.

Tang Shishi said: "Curator Xie's death has been found out, and it was caused by Luan Bingju. Now that Luan Bingju has returned to the West, there is no need to investigate. Fortunately, the Black Snake Pavilion has finally escaped from Luan Bingju's black hands. After the museum committee agreed overnight yesterday, the Black Snake Museum must have a worthy person to take on the important task. The three deputy directors resolutely resigned. In the end, everyone decided to invite Meng Xiaoben, the curator of the Ziben Hall, to take over the Black Snake The big seal of the museum. What do you all have to say?"

The little guys are all listening, the rich are the fathers, who cares who is in power!

Besides, last time Meng Xiaoben went straight to the lair of the Black Snake Pavilion and rescued the hostages. Everyone in the Black Snake knew that he was an omnipotent hero. If he followed such a hero, would he still suffer?
However, a few of Luan's loyal followers offered to resign.

Tang Shishi said: "Those who want to resign will be given a resignation fee of 1 yuan. But they are all brothers of my Black Snake Pavilion. If you don't do well in the future and want to come back, you are welcome at any time. Those who stay must be wholeheartedly and belong to Mengguan Commander. If someone is unfaithful and turns his elbow outward, the museum committee will of course give him color!"

Everyone knelt down in unison: "I applaud Director Meng!"

"Curator Meng is extremely brave, and his medical skills are unparalleled. We are convinced!"

Meng Xiaoben stood up and pressed his hands down: "Be quiet. Let me say a few words. From now on, in our Black Snake Pavilion, we will concentrate on practicing martial arts and not disturb the people. If someone collects protection fees and bullies the people, they will eat for nothing." Occupying a small vendor... don't blame me for not making a statement in advance!"

Everyone said in unison: "Don't dare anymore! The curator won't let me do it, how could we be so bold!"

"Whoever does it again, we will solve it ourselves without the need for the curator."

Tang Shishi stood up and said: "Our Black Snake Pavilion was not strictly managed before, especially during the period when Luan was in power, too many people were disturbed, and the social reputation was extremely bad. Moreover, the name of the Black Snake Pavilion sounds very harsh, no He looks like a good person. Therefore, the museum committee has made a decision, and starting today, the Black Snake Hall will be officially renamed Ziben Hall.”

"Okay, Zi Bentang, it sounds good."

"we support!"

"The Black Snake Pavilion sounds like the Black Shelf. When we went out, we said it belonged to the Black Snake Pavilion, and people regarded us as bad guys."

"Okay!" Tang Shishi said loudly, "Since everyone has no objections, from now on, the word Black Snake Pavilion will never be mentioned again. From now on, we will be called Zi Ben Tang."

There was a round of applause.

After Meng Xiaoben took over the Black Snake Pavilion, his subordinates immediately increased by more than 60 people, and their strength doubled.

Whenever he has time, he goes to the Black Snake Hall to guide his disciples in martial arts.

Under his guidance, many disciples greatly increased their martial arts.

Everyone kept giving thumbs up one by one, and felt that following the new curator had a bright future.

Liu Qiang was worried that Meng Xiaoben's new appointment would inevitably cause some of his subordinates to be out of control, so he dispatched a few capable officers from Leisure and Entertainment to take over several important departments of Zibentang.

Those three deputy curators had no ability at first, but they all admired Meng Xiaoben's decisiveness, foresight, and strength.

In less than half a month, Zibentang was completely in the hands of Meng Xiaoben.

On this day, Meng Xiaoben received a call from Tang Shishi asking him to go to her house.

Meng Xiaoben drove there immediately.

Tang Shishi's house was cleaned up, and some luggage had been packed and placed in the hall.

"You, you are..." Meng Xiaoben was very surprised.

Tang Shishi poured a cup of tea, handed it to Meng Xiaoben, and said softly: "This is the last cup of tea I brew for you, you can drink it."

Meng Xiaoben put the teacup aside and said angrily, "I won't drink the last cup of tea."

Tang Shishi sat next to Meng Xiaoben, and put her soft body on his shoulder, the air of Xiangzong permeated into Meng Xiaoben's nostrils, faintly like blooming spring flowers. "Xiao Ben, don't stop me, let me go happily, okay?"

"Why? Why do you have to become a monk?" Meng Xiaoben tightly grasped her thin shoulders, shaking vigorously, with tears in his eyes.

"The house has been sold, and the new owner will come to pick it up tomorrow. Once Daming is gone, my life in this world is meaningless. My heart has been completely taken away by him. My body is empty now, only It's an empty shell. I can only become a monk and stay with the blue lamp ancient scroll, and I will end my remaining life." Tang Shishi couldn't help sobbing.

Meng Xiaoben bowed his head in silence, holding his head and sobbing softly.

Seeing a big man crying like a child, Tang Shishi's heart softened for a while, she stretched out her little hand, gently stroked Meng Xiaoben's hair, and comforted softly: "Don't be sad, don't be sad, I didn't go too far, Xuan Hua The nunnery is just ten miles outside the city, so when you miss me, you can naturally visit me."

Meng Xiaoben himself didn't understand why he was so sad.

He wiped away his tears, stood up, and said, "I'll take you there! Let me see how your arrangement is going?"

Meng Xiaoben moved her luggage to the car and drove Tang Shishi to Xuanhua Temple.

Xuanhua nunnery is located among pines and cypresses, halfway up the hillside.

This is a valley that is rarely visited by people.

The person who opened the door was an old sister-in-law in her 70s who looked very old and mentally ill.Seeing Tang Shi coming, she was obviously very happy, and she saluted Meng Xiaoben, saying: "Welcome the benefactor to visit the small nunnery."

The old aunt led the two to a clean room.

It is quiet and tidy here, and a pot of charcoal fire is still burning in the room, making the room full of spring breeze.

Meng Xiaoben helped Tang Shishi lay the bedding and set up the daily necessities, and asked, "Didn't you bring a tablet or something? Play games when you're idle and bored."

"My heart is dead, I don't want to be playful!" Tang Shishi said in a low voice.

Meng Xiaoben didn't dare to persuade her any more, but silently helped her tidy up everything.

Tang Shishi secretly looked at Meng Xiaoben's back, and felt that Meng Xiaoben was like a big brother, caring about her little sister, so she couldn't help being moved in her heart, and shed tears again.

Looking back, Meng Xiaoben saw that Tang Shishi was crying again, hurried over, and gently hugged her fragrant shoulders, "Don't be sad, you need to get used to it for a while, if you are really not used to it, give me a call, I'll take you home."

"Home? How can I have a home!" Tang Shishi's crying suddenly amplified.

"I never asked you, where are your parents?"

"My life experience was very rough. My parents passed away very early. I struggled hard in the world alone. No one cared about me. I was like a lonely boat floating on the boundless sea of ​​suffering. Then I met Xie Daming. He gave me the warmth and a home I never had before. But the good times didn't last long..."

As Tang Shishi spoke, her fragrant shoulders shook, and she cried more and more.

Meng Xiaoben is usually very good at talking and making women happy, but now he doesn't know what to say, he just gently pats Tang Shishi, and can't help crying with her.

"Squeak", the door opened.

The old aunt came in with a hot water bottle, and seeing the two hugging each other, she wanted to leave in embarrassment.

Tang Shishi hurriedly said, "Master, come in."

The old aunt handed the hot water bottle to Tang Shishi, and said: "This house has not been lived in for a long time, and it is cold. When you sleep at night, put this hot water bottle under the bed. Young people, you haven't given birth yet, so don't catch the cold."

(End of this chapter)