"What if they don't come out? We only have three days at most. This passive approach of waiting for them to come to us is not really appropriate."
Yan Di looked down at Song Mengmeng, meeting her expectant gaze, and whispered an analysis of the pros and cons of the current situation: "You don't need to be in such a hurry. There's still Hu Yue, isn't there? You can wait and see what she says, right?!"
His little girl isn't even a member of that special case investigation team yet!
And all he offered was a tiny bit of revenge; expecting his young girl to keep working overtime was simply wishful thinking!
He naturally arranged for Song Mengmeng to subtly shift the blame back to Hu Yue, who was currently in a state of utter distress.
Unlike the warm and peaceful atmosphere on Song Mengmeng's side, Hu Yue's side was in complete chaos.
It must be said that there are still some experts in the Exorcist Association of China! Although these people may not have seen the Yin Gathering Array, after hearing Hu Yue's account, who would doubt the destructive power of the Yin Gathering Array once it is activated?!
Since they are faced with such a thorny problem, the simplest solution is naturally to destroy the formation in front of them before it is activated.
However, while this idea is admirable, the difficulty of implementing it is self-evident.
However, time was limited, and at this moment, each family had no time to fight or compete in strength. They all sent the elders and sect leaders, who were highly respected figures from the major sects in China, to join forces with members of other special case investigation teams who had received the news, and rushed towards Baiyue City.
After contacting the senior members of the Xuanmen sect, Hu Yue didn't waste any time and immediately brought breakfast to Song Mengmeng's room early the next morning.
The little girl, still half asleep, with her soft, listless tuft of hair, opened the door for Hu Yue. After glancing at the breakfast Hu Yue was carrying, she finally perked up a bit.
Knowing that her appearance had disturbed the little girl's peaceful sleep, Hu Yue took the initiative to help Song Mengmeng open the porridge bowl and the lunchbox containing the small soup dumplings. Then, with a smile and a hint of flattery, she explained, "This is breakfast from a famous internet-famous shop in Baiyue. It is said that this shop has been open in Baiyue City for over a hundred years!"
If you want a taste of fresh food every day, you have to queue up before dawn. You should try it and see if it's good!
Since it's a century-old establishment, the taste is naturally excellent.
Song Mengmeng really liked the breakfast at this shop, and quickly finished off all the food on the table, even afterwards she seemed a little unsatisfied.
"I have contacted my master, as well as Master Dukong of the Buddha Pagoda Temple, and experts from Maoshan and other important sects of our Chinese Xuanmen. They are rushing to Baiyue City and should all arrive by tonight at the latest."
While Song Mengmeng was eating, Hu Yue briefly explained the current situation to her, and then lowered her voice and said, "Could you come over tonight to meet them?"
My master, I really want to meet you.
Master Dukong is also paying close attention to you.
Hu Yue's suggestion wasn't excessive; it was simply a perfectly normal request. Therefore, Song Mengmeng didn't refuse and readily agreed.
“I will go. I’ve also found some clues about some things.” As Song Mengmeng spoke, she stood up, picked up a document from the coffee table in the living room, and handed it to Hu Yue.
This was something that Emperor Yan specifically instructed her to find this morning before he left, saying it was information about the evil cultivator behind the scenes. She hadn't even had a chance to look at it before showing it to Hu Yue.
After all, as a newbie who has only recently arrived in this world, she would probably be completely confused by all of this, so she didn't want to delay things.
Hu Yue first took a tissue to wipe her hands clean before taking the file bag that Song Mengmeng handed her, opening it, and taking out a stack of documents.
It's clear that organizing this document was no easy task; many of the photos and papers are yellowed, indicating that it's quite old.
To make it easier to look up the documents, Hu Yue simply cleaned up the dining table and carefully spread the documents out on it. By comparing them, Song Mengmeng and Hu Yue quickly understood what the documents were about.
"I never expected that Zhao Baogen would have such a powerful ancestor!" After looking at the photos and the yellowed land deeds that proved their existence, Hu Yue straightened up and couldn't help but sneer. It was really hard to tell whether her tone was praise or contempt.
"This Zhao Yunlu is not easy to deal with. Putting everything else aside, those evil god statues he controls are enough to give us a headache!" Hu Yue sighed softly as she slowly organized the documents. "Let's discuss this further tonight when Master and the others arrive!"
Finally, Hu Yue suddenly stopped as if she had remembered something, and turned to look at Song Mengmeng: "By the way, having that evil god statue with you, it didn't have any effect on your body, did it?!"
Hu Yue had originally planned to ask Song Mengmeng about this as soon as she arrived, but Song Mengmeng interrupted her with some documents and she was delayed. Thinking about how Song Mengmeng had been tormented by nightmares all night after she got home, Hu Yue felt a chill of fear.
She reacted so strongly just by getting close. Song Mengmeng even took the evil god statue with her. I wonder if she's feeling any discomfort now!
If this matter truly harms her health, then the debt of gratitude she owes will be something she can never repay in this lifetime.
"It's alright. I told you, that evil god statue is nothing to me." Song Mengmeng shook her head easily and comforted Hu Yue, "You don't need to worry about me. The most important thing is to think about what we should do next."
"Do you have something on your mind?" Hearing Song Mengmeng say this, Hu Yue had a sudden inspiration and looked up at Song Mengmeng with a hint of anticipation.
She had been in contact with Song Mengmeng for quite some time and had a fairly good understanding of her personality.
When she says something like that, nine times out of ten she has something on her mind. So Hu Yue's face immediately lit up with a smile: "Stop keeping me in suspense, tell me!"
"Tell me, did Zhao Baogen know or not that his ancestor was plotting against him like this?!" Song Mengmeng sat at the table, propped her chin up with her hands, slowly looked up at Hu Yue, blinked gently, and said slowly, "I think even if someone has great admiration for their ancestor, if that ancestor asked them to die, they would still have to think about it, right?!"
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