Zhang Yu's face lit up with joy, and he nodded immediately, "I know, I will definitely listen to you."
Soon it was evening. In order not to upset Grandma Zhang, Zhang Meng only told her that Gu Mingtai needed her help, and did not mention that Gu Mingtai had lost contact.
Grandma Zhang didn't think much about it.
But who is Monk Jingchen? He has sharp eyes and can see at a glance that there is something else hidden in Zhang Meng's words.
So while Grandma Zhang was cooking, he called her out of the house.
"Girl, you can just lie to your grandma with those words, but don't lie to me. Tell me, what happened to that brat?"
Zhang Meng lowered her head and smiled, "Master Jingchen, your eyes are still as sharp as ever. Okay, I won't hide it from you. Yes, he's in trouble. I heard he's been out of contact with the troops for several days!"
Monk Jingchen looked up at the sky without a word, then said with certainty, "Don't worry too much. That kid is very lucky and will be fine. But you can go over and take a look. I'm afraid the mission over there is not easy, as they can cut off that brat's contact with the outside world for a few days."
"Also, I have three lucky bags here. Take them with you. When you encounter a truly life-or-death situation, take them out. They can save both your life and that of Gu Xiaozi." Monk Jingchen took out three cloth bags.
Zhang Meng originally wanted to ask him what happened to the three cloth bags, but just as the words were on the tip of her tongue, she heard Grandma Zhang's voice calling them in for dinner.
The family gathered together and had dinner as usual.
After dinner, Zhang Meng went downstairs carrying a backpack and the ghost-making tools at home, and came to the military vehicle parked at the door.
The driver was a young soldier. After getting in the car, Zhang Meng discovered that there were five other people in it.
After sitting for a while, one of the five people probably felt that the atmosphere was too dull, so he shouted to everyone, "It's fate that we can sit in the same car. Let's introduce each other. My last name is Wan, and my name is Wanfu."
Zhang Meng just raised her head and saw the other person looking at her after introducing himself. Zhang Meng immediately continued, "Hello everyone, my name is Zhang Meng."
After she introduced herself, the remaining four people introduced their names one after another: Lu Yu, Yuan Feng, Yu Yang and Tao Lin.
After learning each other's names, everyone started talking about why they came here. After listening to them, Zhang Meng realized that these people all had the ability to catch ghosts.
After they finished talking about each other, they saw that Zhang Meng didn't say anything, so they all looked at Zhang Meng.
Zhang Meng smiled at them and said, "I'm pretty much the same as you guys. Actually, I'm a fortune teller!"
"Then where did you learn your master from? Is it from Maoshan, Xiangxi, or Buddhism?" The person asking the question was a little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She looked very innocent and spoke in a bit of a coquettish voice.
Zhang Meng remembered that her name when she introduced herself was Lu Yu.
Zhang Meng smiled at her, pursed her lips and said, "I don't have a master, I'm self-taught."
When the five people heard her words, different expressions appeared on their faces.
Some expressed contempt, some were surprised, and some were disdainful.
Zhang Meng glanced at these expressions, smiled, and said nothing more. For the rest of the journey, everyone in the car was silent.
Zhang Meng was also resting with her eyes closed. She didn't know how long the car had been driving, but as soon as it stopped, she immediately opened her eyes.
After a while, the voice of the young soldier driving the car was heard outside, asking them to get out.
As soon as Zhang Meng got out of the car, he saw Deputy Commander Zhu walking towards them.
Deputy Captain Zhu, who was walking towards this side, suddenly stopped when he saw Zhang Meng's figure, and quickly continued walking towards this side.
"Brother Zhu, is there any news from Gu Mingtai?" Zhang Meng asked without waiting for Deputy Captain Zhu to speak.
Deputy Captain Zhu shook his head sadly.
Worried that Zhang Meng might be upset, Deputy Regimental Commander Zhu suppressed his sadness and comforted Zhang Meng, "Sister-in-law, don't worry too much. Battalion Commander Gu is so capable, he and those ten soldiers will be fine."
Zhang Meng pursed her lips and said nothing. At this moment, the five people behind Zhang Meng took a step forward.
A man who was about twenty years old walked up to Deputy Captain Zhu with a very arrogant expression. "Sir, when can we go in?"
His name is Yu Yang.
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