In Uncle Zhao's heart, there was a strong sense of dissatisfaction.

However, thinking that he still wanted something from this young generation, he had to suppress his emotions.

"Well, I still have some things I used in those years. First see if you can use them. You also know that most of the roads outside have been sealed by snow. Even if I can find them, I may not be able to transport them in as soon as possible."

Dong Zichang was silent for a moment and nodded reluctantly.

Seeing that the ancestor finally agreed, uncle Zhao didn't waste time, so he asked someone to take it.

When they discussed these matters, they had no intention of avoiding Lin Mengya.

Maybe it's because they believe too much in the medicine of God falling, because they have never missed before.

But I'm afraid no one can escape this disaster except Lin Mengya.

The women around who have been frozen blue and blue, and even their actions have become stiff, still have no reaction, which has explained the problem.

God falling, it sounds like a name with a strong smell of danger.

Its function is more toxic than poisonous wine.

Outside, uncle Zhao's people have carried in a large iron box.

It can be seen that uncle Zhao protected the things in the box very carefully. All the gaps were sealed with tarpaulins and even hung a big lock.

Uncle Zhao didn't open it immediately, but ordered all the sober people in the yard to withdraw, and specifically told them not to come in without his order.

After that, he pulled a key hanging on a black rope from his neck and carefully opened the box.

Lin Mengya also unconsciously focused her attention on the box.

She's so curious.

What on earth is worth the care of the old Zhao family?

"Look, although it has been more than ten years, is this thing the same as the new one?"

Uncle Zhao's tone was slightly proud.

Unlike his caution, Dong Zichang, who had already waited impatiently, stretched out his hand and took out the things inside.

"It's too old and has lost its medicinal properties. And this thing has already withered..."

As he criticized more, uncle Zhao's face became worse.

Finally, he almost desperately pressed the hand that wanted to blow the other party, and asked with a black face, "isn't there anything that can be used with so many things?"

Listening to his tone, it seems that he has determined that the other party is making trouble for him.

Dong Zichang was unaware of his resentment.

"It's barely useful."

Uncle Zhao just wanted to say something, and the other party said impolitely again: "but I absolutely don't allow myself to fail in such a place. I still say that. I will do it only when all the materials I want have arrived."

Uncle Zhao was almost angry at this sentence.

Moreover, he is not a person who is used to holding his breath. He immediately threatened with a tough attitude: "I don't care what you think. In short, I need to make her my person in the shortest time."

"Also, it's a felony for you to kill the holy bodies' biological mother. If I'm in a hurry, no one will cover it up for you. Think about the consequences yourself!"

The final outcome was that uncle Zhao was angry.

But the amount of information left behind is huge.

Who is the biological mother of the Eucharist? Is it the woman who died of being ripped alive?

But from the meaning of Zhao Laosi, I'm afraid that the so-called biological mother of the holy body is not the only one.

She couldn't help watching

Look around.

Most of these women have traces left by childbirth.

Are they all the mothers of the holy body in Zhao's four mouths?

But here, she thought of another thing.

Her words, baby.

Someone once told her that Mo Yan was also a holy body.

At that time, she didn't understand it, but now she feels as if she had inadvertently peeped into the truth.

Is the biological mother of her Mo Yan baby one of these women?

However, how did Mo Yan cross the sea and reach the state of Jin?

Now she really believes that Mo Yan's problem has something to do with the ancient people.

Maybe here, she can unlock all the secrets of Mo Yan.

Before long, Dong Zichang agreed to the request of Uncle Zhao.

However, it was not that he was afraid of the other party's threat. He just felt that it would become very inconvenient if those people disturbed his research in the future.

Lin Mengya, who has been watching silently, said: just now, I still have a firm and tough attitude? Is it really okay to compromise so soon?

But she was more worried about herself.

She didn't know what the other party was going to do, and she didn't know where she could stand it.

She didn't worry much about her own safety.

If the guards of Hanya guard and Yu didn't sneak in, the inhuman torture they suffered during training would be in vain.

She definitely knows her two "cold instructors".

Soon, uncle Zhao returned.

But this time, his attitude was no longer as warm as before, and he also had some bossy treatment of Dong Zichang.

About, he thinks people are pinched by himself.

Lin Mengya listened and understood that the other party wanted to use some means on her so that she could become a puppet who obeyed them.

God's fall has limitations after all.

If you use too much, people will be unconscious and finally become wooden people.

This is not enough for the ambitious guy Zhao Laosi.

He also coveted the palace family.

If all such large industries belong to him, his future status in the ancient nation will be above 10000 people.

I'm afraid those people in the Presbyterian Council have to live on his face.

At the thought of these scenes, he couldn't help urging Dong Zichang to do it quickly.

But Dong Zichang also put forward his own bottom line.

"At least there must be a living seed of the 'resurrection tree', and the most important thing is the ripe fruit. Otherwise, the receptor cannot fully receive her memory."

Resurrection tree?

Lin Mengya fell into doubt again.

She was vaguely aware of each other's purpose, but she didn't expect that they were trying to replace flowers and trees.

This is not unusual. After all, she has seen many cases of "Immortality" before.

But most of them are about to die. They are unwilling to end their life, so they try their best to find a "reincarnated person" for themselves.

Moreover, according to the information she has at present, this immortality technique has great disadvantages.

One is the memory and self-awareness of the recipient. The simpler, the weaker, the better.

She doesn't meet this basic condition.

But fourth uncle Zhao soon gave the answer this time.

"Those two things are real

It's too precious. Maybe it's just a false message, but I have a simpler means than this. "

Zhao Laosi's voice sounded a little proud.

"What is it?" This time, Dong Zichang was also pure curiosity.

"Somebody, go and ask Mr. Meng to come."

About a few minutes later, Lin Mengya's body suddenly shook.

"Ding, Ding..."

The regular crisp bell made her forget it anyway.

That was the man who almost succeeded in giving her psychological hints when he was in the Fang family.

"Little medicine, be ready at any time!"

Almost at the same time, she passed the order to Xiaoyao.

In the system, small drugs are also in full readiness.

This time, he will never let those guys have the opportunity!

"Mr. Meng, people are inside. Thank you this time."

Fourth uncle Zhao also showed willingly respectful respect for Mr. Meng in his mouth.

The reason is not him, but that over the years, he has witnessed the means of Mr. dream.

For example, Zhao Ziyan's little beast was destroyed by Mr. Meng's hand.

And the fools Zhao Yixuan and Fang Rao.

So far, they don't know that some misunderstandings between them were completed by Mr. Meng.

Mr. Meng's body, as always, is filled with a desolation that does not eat human fireworks.

Similarly, he has no desire or sympathy for the women around him.

In some ways, he is more like Dong Zichang.

"Who are you?"

Dong Zichang asked actively.

Mr. Meng just glanced at him and said, "I can control her spirit, or reshape her spirit in a new body."

Dong Zichang didn't understand, so he naturally asked.

But Uncle Zhao couldn't wait.

"OK, OK, I'll ask you again when I'm free. Now, let's do it first. Mr. Meng, please give it to you this time. Like last time, I need to be the person she trusts most, let her obey me, and never question me or hurt me."

Mr. Meng nodded and went straight to Lin Mengya.

As for Dong Zichang, he stared at him closely, but in his light gray eyes, there was no fear and defense, but only a strong sense of curiosity.

He also wants to see what can replace the seeds of the resurrection tree!

Lin Mengya finally saw Mr. Meng's face.

It is recorded in the heart skill chapter that once you learn the heart skill, people's temperament will also change.

Of course, this is different from the focus of their own learning.

In front of the dream childe, it is easy to ignore his appearance, that is, he will forget after looking at it.

His clothes are very simple. He wears a small "Dementor bell" on both ears.

When walking, two bells will make a sound with his footsteps.

This should be a "footwork".

By adjusting people's walking posture, frequency and strength, the bell can make all kinds of sounds.

This voice and his own posture are also a kind of mental skill, but its influence range is very small and will not be ignored.

She thought that Mr. dream should be to achieve the effect of hiding his tracks.

I have to admit, this man is also very good.