According to Xuehu, although her reputation is not very good, everyone thinks she is an enemy of the exploiting class.

But since she took over Meng Po's position, she never made any mistakes for such a long time.

Chu Zheng grasped the point, and Xuehu said to take over...

Chu Zheng asked quietly: "Someone made a mistake before me?"

Xuehu shook his head: "I have never heard of any Meng Po who made any mistakes, but... because Meng Po's position is special, many people covet it and have had several frames."

In the setting here, Meng Po is a family-like inheritance.

She is now the last Meng Po family in Meng Po’s family.

Meng Po makes more money in this position... Of course, money is not the focus, the focus is merit.

For them, merit can increase their cultivation.

So many people are staring at Meng Po’s position.

Chu Zheng checked the same batch of Mengpo soup in the inn, and there was no problem.

Among the people just now, it was obvious that someone deliberately led the rhythm...

"You go and catch someone in."

"Ah?" Xuehu was surprised, "This...is not good."

"go."

Xuehu scratched his head: "Sister Zheng, if something happens, you have to protect me."

-

The troublemaker was shocked by Chu Zheng at the beginning.

But soon, the group of people reacted and went straight to the top.

With so many people making trouble, the people above have to react a little.

So Chu Zheng was summoned.

Her identity is quite special, and the people who come to invite her are respectful and dare not offend her.

After all, if she goes on strike, her lower body will be filled with spirits. At that time, the entire underworld will be difficult to operate, and the unlucky ones will be the ones running errands below.

The most important thing is that I can't find someone to replace her.

Chu Zheng was taken into the gloomy hall.

A middle-aged man sat in the hall, wearing a special official uniform, full of authority.

But this is obviously not the King of Hell.

"I heard that the King of Hell has something to do recently, and Xing Yi is the one who is in charge of the company." Xuehu and Chu Zheng whispered.

Xing Yi: "Meng Po, these people say that you made a fake Meng Po soup, but this is the case."

Chu Zheng's cold face: "It's made of nothing."

The person on the other side immediately shouted: "Mr. Xing Yi, you have to make the decision for us!"

"That's the money we finally saved."

"How could she harm us like this?"

"Please be sure to make decisions for us."

Xing Yi raised his hand and signaled them to be quiet.

"I have learned about the matter, and it is indeed consistent with what they said." Xing Yi looked at Chu Zheng.

They did drink Mengpo soup, but their memories were not completely eliminated. Most people only had the memories of the first half of their lives.

The memories of the second half of my life are still clearly remembered.

So this situation is most likely caused by her selling "fake goods".

Chu Zheng asked Xuehu to bring the man up, "Let him tell me what's going on."

The man happened to be the one who set the rhythm in the crowd, and was kneeling in the hall and trembling.

Xing Yi frowned, "What the hell is going on?"

"Big... Sir!" The man shivered for a moment, unable to speak clearly. He subconsciously glanced at Chu Zheng, met Chu Zheng's cold eyes, and quickly lowered his head.

-

This is a premeditated frame-up.

The reason is that some time ago, the original owner had a conflict with the person and the other party took revenge.

It doesn't count if it's a conflict.

The original owner ran into the other party outside and killed the spirit body. He said a few words, but did nothing.

Maybe it is because the position of Meng Po itself is a bit hatred, which makes people both envious and jealous.

So today's appearance.

The person behind this punishment is impossible, and the other party also has a backstage.

So the only one who suffers in the end is these troubles.

As for how to solve this problem with the other party, Xing Yi doesn't care.

"Fu Yue is too much." Xuehu started cursing as soon as he went out, "She actually used such a despicable means."

"She has been against you before, and she has been in trouble again and again. Sister Zheng, you can't give in to her anymore."

"Look at her now, it's getting too much."

"I should teach her a lesson!"

The more Xuehu talked, the more angry he became, and he was almost going to teach Fu Yue a lesson for Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng ignored Xuehu and walked towards the inn thoughtfully.

Before they could reach the inn, they saw the yellow sand everywhere from afar.

The inn that should have stood there was no trace at this time.

When they approached, they found that there was only a piece of ruins left in the inn.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Snow Fox: "…"

Xuehu jumped, "It must be Fu Yue did it!! While we were not around, he actually did such a thing. Sister Zheng must find her!"

Chu Zheng pressed the snow fox's head: "Go and take a look."

Part of the inn was buried by yellow sand, and the exposed parts were ruins.

"Sister Zheng, come and see."

The snow fox waved at her in a ruin.

Chu Zheng passed by and looked in the direction the snow fox pointed.

The yellow sand and wood pressed a man, facing down, revealing the back of his head.

"Sister Zheng, someone is here."

After the snow fox finished speaking, a bunch of people appeared in the distance and headed straight for this side.

"Look for it!"

"It should be nearby."

Chu Zheng raised her hand and brushed the yellow sand beside her, completely covering the man.

She stood in the ruins and looked calmly at the person coming to her.

The other party clenched his fists and saluted, "Sir Chu Zheng, why did you become like this here?"

"How did I know that I'll be like this when I'm back." Chu Zheng paused slightly, "What are you looking for? Are you doing this?"

The other party was afraid of being dependent on him, so he quickly said, "Sir Chu Zheng, we just arrived here too."

"Yeah?"

The other party nodded and asked again: "Have you seen a young man?"

"No." Chu Zheng hugged her arms, "Is it him?"

“…it’s possible.”

Chu Zheng: "When you catch me, remember to call me, what do you think of me here?"

“…”

Don’t you open the inn wherever you want?

Just a wave of hand...
To be continued...