The little Pixiu, Song Mengmeng, who was napping and slacking off in her immortal cave, inexplicably transmigrated into the body of a cannon fodder character with the same name from a book.
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Although she didn't know Song Mengmeng's cultivation path, she could vaguely sense what Song Mengmeng cared about—the power of merit and the demon pearls of monsters.
The power of merit is actually quite ethereal and elusive!
She only learned about this from Master Dukong before. She knew that obtaining this kind of thing was highly random. Sometimes you could encounter it, but sometimes even if you solved the case, you might not be able to obtain this kind of merit.
However, participating in more cases always increases the chances of success.
"What case is it?!" Song Mengmeng was clearly not very interested at the moment.
By this time of year, Fengtian City should already be under heavy snow and completely sealed off! In this freezing weather, to expect her to brave the wind and snow and freeze there...
She doesn't want to!
At this time, the little Pixiu should be nestled in a warm blanket, enjoying the warmth of the heating, eating and sleeping like a little pig!
"If this case is investigated and resolved properly, you will definitely receive a reward for your good deeds. Aren't you even a little bit tempted?!" Hu Yue continued to coax persistently on the other end of the phone: "Although Fengtian City is very cold, it also has the best ice sculpture festival in the whole country!"
Just think of it as a vacation, really not interested?!
"Ah, it's so cold!" Song Mengmeng rolled around lazily in the blankets, her voice weak and listless. "I don't really want to move!"
"Alright then, I'll go by myself! I was originally planning to give you a batch of demon pearls as payment, but since you want to rest, then you should rest well!"
I'll send it to Master Dukong when I have time and ask him to help with the ritual of deliverance!
Hu Yue drawled out her words, making a strange, quirky sound on the other end of the phone.
"Wait, the Demon Pearl?!"
Upon hearing Hu Yue mention the demon pearl, Song Mengmeng, who had been lazily lounging in bed, immediately perked up. She blinked and urgently stopped Hu Yue, who was about to hang up the phone, saying, "You're not talking about a real demon pearl, are you? Like the ones you gave me last time, the kind that come in a big bottle?!"