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Chapter 77 Zhuge Cheng: They are all family members, just call them uncle!

This was the first time Meng Lang met Zhuge Gong, the current head of the Wuhou faction.

Looking up, his first impression of this elegant middle-aged man was—this is definitely Zhuge Qing's biological father!
Well, those small eyes narrowed into a slit are as defiant as the stinky fox Zhuge Qing, there is nothing wrong with it!
Hearing Zhuge Dali's voice, Zhuge Gong and Zhuge Qingqi, whose face was wrapped in medical gauze, turned their heads to look at the door.

Recognizing that it was Meng Lang and the two of them, Zhuge Fox smiled and got up to face them expressionlessly.

Seeing that he was an old acquaintance, Meng Lang hurried forward to say hello: "Old Qing, long time no see! What's the matter with your face? Why did you get beaten up?"

However, Zhuge Qing had prominent blue veins on his forehead, and said with a smirk: "Old Meng, it's not good for you to ask such questions knowingly, isn't it? Isn't it all thanks to you, brother?"

Seeing that Zhuge Qing's emotions seemed to be on the verge of eruption, Meng immediately turned his head and winked at the little girl beside him.

The little girl understood, and quickly came to Zhuge Gong to salute and say hello.

"Uncle, you are here too."

"Well, come and meet that kid." Zhuge Gong looked at Zhuge Dali for a while with a smile on his face, nodded slightly, and then shouted to Meng Lang and Zhuge Qing who were still "reminiscing about the past" over there:

"Boy from the Meng family! Ah Qing! Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and talk."

"Okay! Uncle Zhuge, I'll come right away!" Meng Lang agreed, then raised his eyebrows like a fire, and walked away from Zhuge Qing who was "glaring at him with closed eyes", and trotted to the middle hall.

Glancing left and right, seeing that there were no Wudang disciples around, Meng knew in his heart that this was Wudang Mountain showing its sincerity and letting the Zhuge family members meet with him alone first.

So without delay, he came to Zhuge Gong, cupped his fists and bowed deeply: "Meng Lang, junior, I have met Patriarch Zhuge!"

Zhuge Cheng also "closed his eyes and stared" at Meng Lang for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "We are all a family, why are you being so polite?"

Zhuge Dali: (ω)

Meng Lang: (ノへ￣,)
"That, Uncle Gong—"

Zhuge Gong interrupted without waiting for Meng Lang to finish, "What's your name Uncle Gong? Just call me uncle like Dali!"

"That, no, Zhu."

"What kind of pig is a pig? Wudang's inner sect is full of truth, where did you get the pork for you to eat? Don't mess around!"

"Uncle, I brought your cousin here at your invitation for two reasons."

"This time, of course, to see how you and Dali's little life are going."

"Secondly, your useless cousin was hanged up and beaten by a Wudang master with a strange magic at the door of your house. This really made me a little curious. What kind of magical method can beat my Wuhou Qimen?" A lot."

Jiang is still old and hot, and Meng was a little stunned by Zhuge Cheng's series of robbing whites, and replied in a daze along his words:
"Uncle, this junior did entrust King Wudang and Taoist priest to go to Bagua Village to show off some tricks in order to invite you to Wudang to discuss important matters. As for Old Qing's face, it should be purely a coincidence!"

With that said, Meng Lang turned his head slightly, turned the back of his head to Zhuge Qing's non-existent burning eyes, and continued to explain with a smile:

"Uncle, you must have heard of the name Jiashen Baqiji, right?"

Zhuge Cheng heard the words, the place under the eyelids that no one could see was shining, his brows were slightly frowned, and he said suspiciously:

"You mean, the Wudang faction masters the Fenghou Qimen among the Jiashen Eight Wonderful Skills?"

Meng Lang nodded: "That's right, Zhou Sheng was originally a member of Wudang sect, so it's only natural that Feng Hou Qi sect has an inheritance in Wudang, isn't it?"

"That's right, the old man overreacted, or you young people are better at responding."

"How could it be? Uncle, you are thoughtful, and the younger generation can't compare to asking themselves."

After the initial embarrassment and bewilderment, Meng decisively tore off the left half of his face and pasted it on the right half of his face, lowering his body and yelling "uncle" very familiarly.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the house was quite strange.

The two foxes, one old and one young, were constantly boasting about each other's business, and there was a continuous stream of disgusting compliments between their lips and teeth. Zhuge Qing shook his head and smiled wryly, and also heard the little girl blushing.

After bragging with each other for more than half an hour, seeing that the time was almost up, Meng Lang finally turned the topic back to business:
"Uncle, do you think Wudang's Fenghou Qimen is stronger or weaker than our Wuhou Qimen?"

The old fox's face was flat: "We descendants have not learned all the things passed down from our ancestors, and it is only human beings who can distinguish the strong from the weak, not skills. In my opinion, both sides have merits."

"Then I wonder if uncle is interested in letting the Wuhou faction and the Wudang faction jointly 'create' a brand new set of Qimen spells?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Cheng understood that Meng Lang wanted the Marquis Marquis faction to act as a guarantor to "clean up" Fenghou's Qimen for Wudang, so that this technique could be passed on in a fair and honest manner.

If it is done well, the Wuhou faction will undoubtedly get huge benefits, but
After thinking for a long time, Zhuge Gong didn't see any joy on his face. After a long while, he shook his head and sighed with a slight frown:

"It's a pity that the Wuhou faction can't come up with the corresponding bargaining chip. Zhou Daoye of Wudang Mountain will not make such a loss-making business with 'our Zhuge family'."

Seeing that Zhuge Cheng had seen the inside story, Meng Lang decided not to hide it any more, and revealed his plan with a straight face:
"Patriarch Zhuge, the person who is talking to you now is Meng Lang, the head of the health brigade of the special department of Nadutong Company."

"If the Wuhou faction agrees to work with the health brigade to persuade Wudang to share Fenghou Qimen within the three families, then my health brigade can come up with a bargaining chip that satisfies Wudang on behalf of the Zhuge family."

After all, Meng Lang smiled into Zhuge Gong's eyes that were probably surprised, and said to himself, "I don't know what the Zhuge family thinks?"

The old fox didn't rush to agree. He first glanced at Zhuge Qing, then lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and finally couldn't help but sigh slightly:
"What a boy! At this age, you can have such scheming and courage. Sister Dasheng has found a good son-in-law!"

Meng Lang rubbed his nose, and said awkwardly, "Well, Patriarch Zhuge, about the son-in-law—"

Without waiting for someone Meng to finish speaking, Zhuge Chengchang smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Hahahahaha! Since we are not outsiders, I will accept you as my nephew and son-in-law for my sister!"

"Xiao Lang, come and talk to Uncle carefully, how should our family deal with those bull-nosed people?"

Meng Lang: (￣ー￣)
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