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Alain

The fifth thought added, "Don't be limited to ghosts when looking for Meng Po. Some monsters, demons, or monsters are also OK. As long as you have good thoughts, everyone is qualified to be Meng Po." She has never been in contact with modern Meng Po, so she has no idea what kind of person the other party is. Perhaps over the long run, Meng Po is a profession and there will be different people to do it.
Then there is no need to stick to the details. Only those who do well are qualified to become Meng Po.
"I understand, it seems I have to send more people." Di Jun said
"Don't worry, look for it slowly, Mengpo soup is the most important thing."
"The most important thing is Mengpo Soup. If you don't understand anything, can I ask you again?"
The fifth thought hesitated for a moment. For a few seconds, Di Jun's breathing almost became rapid, fearing that he would be rejected.
"Um."
Di Jun took a breath, and the fifth thought looked sideways, and a dark light flashed across his face.
He sent additional personnel to find Meng Po, and during this period he summoned all kinds of masters to study the soup that could make the soul forget. However, no one expected that Meng Po would find it so quickly, and he still took the initiative to deliver it to his door.
On this day, a beautiful and charming woman came to Baiyun City where the fifth thought they were. When she arrived, she headed straight to the base of the Beggars' Sect.
The four elders led by Shanzi will draw one person every day to stay in the gang and take charge. The person who stays today is Dami.
He was lying on the table and scratching his head to recognize the words, and an urgent report from the gang came from the other end, "Elder Daji, someone is going to break into our Beggars' Sect!"
At this time, the Beggars' Sect is no longer the same as before. Even those monsters and little monsters are shaking when they say it out. Now someone dares to break in blatantly. Wouldn't it be a rebellion?
"Who? He is so brave?" Dami was so happy because of this, and she decided to join in the fun now.
"I don't know who it is, it shouldn't be a human being, it looks quite fierce."
Rice paused, it was not a human, it looked very fierce, and he was a little scared.
He quickly greeted the other disciples, "Go and report this matter to the gang leader, I'll go and have a look first."
The woman's name is Alan, without surname, and is a pipa spirit who has practiced for three thousand years. When she comes here today, she is looking for her husband.
Her beloved man is Meng He, who is a fish demon.
Dami blinked, "The disciples of our Beggar Gang are all humans, and there are no monsters. If they take a step back, they will not dare to accept a fish demon as a disciple of the Beggar Gang."
Alan naturally knew, "He said he wanted to give us a bright future, so he chose to make achievements. After decades of inquiries from many sources, he realized..." Alan was emotionally broken, covered her pretty little face, and cried sadly. "I realized that he was dead."
"The dead are even more impossible for us to be here." They were even afraid of ghosts, so how could they not be afraid of turning into ghost fish demons?
Alan looked at the place where the resentment was most concentrated not far away, and a trace of determination flashed through her eyes, "Maybe he is there."
"Can you not look straight at our Beggars' Sect?" Dami has been particularly afraid of ghosts recently. Occasionally, ghost screams will come from nighttime, which makes him particularly sensitive to that kind of thing now.
"I know my lover is here, and no one can stop me." After that, she flashed, and directly crossed the rice and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Chapter completed!
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