After being roared so fiercely by the old lady Yu, Yu Li from the second room and Yu Liu from the third room suddenly reacted, and the pot in the kitchen room was still burning rice and vegetables.

At the moment, hurriedly ran into the kitchen, but it was still too late. Although it was only delayed for a short time, there was already an unpleasant burnt smell in the pot of cooking.

The third house’s Yu Liu subconsciously wanted to talk to Yu Li about how disobedient Yu Hanzhu was, but she still had a memory, so she still didn’t say what she said, but looked at Yu Li with complaining eyes. 's.

Yu Li's family is not much better at this moment, her mind is full of the glance that Meng Changjin swept over before, cold, indifferent, and emotionless.

But she is her mother, how could she treat her like this?

How did she give birth to such a...monster?

Monster. After Meng Changjin started practicing, he felt like a duck to water.

The client's body is quite close to spiritual power, so Meng Changjin's cultivation is not difficult. In addition, although the spiritual power of this world is not strong, it can be regarded as good. Meng Changjin did not take too long to recover. Fill the flesh and blood of the body with spiritual power.

Then continue to absorb more spiritual power from the outside, refine, concentrate, and liquefy a drop of pure spiritual liquid in the dantian.

This is just barely getting started. The spiritual power stored in Dantian will not be spilled over time, but will stay there forever. Unless it is actively used, it will not be like other spiritual powers in the body. If it is not maintained every day Once you practice it, it will spill out of your body and fill the sky and earth.

With this drop of spiritual liquid as a base, Meng Changjin only needs to continue to accumulate in the follow-up. When the spiritual liquid in his dantian accumulates to a certain amount, he will naturally become a first-order monk from the entry level.

To become a first-order cultivator is usually to survive a thunder tribulation, but now in the mission world, Meng Changjin is not sure whether there will be a thunder calamity, she actually wants to try it, but unfortunately it is almost impossible.

The spiritual energy of this world is not bad, but the client's physical aptitude is very ordinary, and it is a qualification that can only be hovered at the entry-level for a lifetime of cultivation, but if only hovering at the entry-level, it still possesses extraordinary magic. strength.

Anyway, it's more than enough to hang up and beat all the people in the Yu family.

Meng Changjin thought and looked outside.

Yu Jiaojiao's room was covered with white window paper, so it was impossible to see the outside, but the lighting was very good, and Meng Changjin could now see a faint light outside.

Meng Changjin used the dim light outside to find the candle in Yu Jiaojiao's room, rubbed her fingers and used a very small, very small spell to light it.

It is estimated that only Yu Jiaojiao's room has such a rare thing as a candle. With the light of the candle, Meng Changjin's face is much brighter.

She touched her hungry stomach and opened the door.

The moon is high outside, and the courtyard is quiet.

The corners of Meng Changjin's mouth rose at the same time, and under the light of the candles held to his chest, it looked strange and gloomy.

Meng Changjin raised her hand to protect the candle, lest the moving wind blow out the candle, and then she adhered to the principle of proximity, starting from the nearest door, and kicked the door one after another!

The sound of the door kicking, the sound of the wooden door bolt breaking, can wake up even the most sound sleeper.

This is what Meng Changjin wants.

One after another, the door was kicked, and soon in the yard of Yu's house, there were not only the simple sound of kicking the door and the sound of the bolt breaking, but also accompanied by the cursing of men, the complaints of women, and the cries of children.

These voices were heard one by one, and Meng Changjin felt as if he heard fairy music, which was wonderful.

When the people in a room came out in the dark, seeing Meng Changjin, they scolded him immediately.

"Yu Hanzhu, are you ill? You kicked the door when you didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and the door was broken by you!"

"There are so many doors, how long does it take to repair them all, you bastard, prodigal!"

"I think this dead girl is itchy!"

"..."

In just a few hours, the Yu family seemed to have forgotten the scene of holding a knife against the old lady Yu. Now they scolded Meng Changjin, spoke freely, and even seemed to want to hit someone directly.

This is the time they used to do often, and the habit they have developed for a long time is naturally exposed like this.

Meng Changjin laughed, her breath swayed the light of the candle, and the light and shadow hitting her face also swayed.

At this time, everyone in the Yu family suddenly discovered that the corners of Meng Changjin's mouth lit by the candle light were so high that the light and shadow from bottom to top made her face distorted and weird.

Everyone in the family:  …

Suddenly, felt the hairs on back stand up one by one, and cold sweat dripped out.

"Ghost!"

"There's a ghost!"

"Help, there's a ghost!"

The two little ones from the third room screamed, grabbed their parents' legs and buried their heads in their legs, performing a performance of stealing the bell.

The adults of the Yu family were already raised by this strange scene, but now they are also instinctively scared when the two children shouted like this.

It is said that they never do anything wrong in their life, and they are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, but everyone in the Yu family has obviously done something wrong, so they are afraid.

After being shouted by the two children in the third room, the scene suddenly became a mess.

Those who want to escape back to the room and hide under the covers, those who want to run out of the yard and flee for their lives, those who are frightened and stand in place and dare not move...

In addition to Meng Changjin, there are ten people in the Yu family who are in their prime.

Ten people don't listen to much, but there are many standing together.

With such a commotion now, it was night again, and the only light that could illuminate the surroundings, apart from the small crescent moon, was Meng Changjin's hand that blocked half of the candle flames. Naturally, the situation was frequent.

Stepped on, knocked down, stepped on... Ten people messed up a hundred people.

In the chaos, Meng Changjin grabbed the old lady Yu, the light of the candle was no longer blocked, and the surroundings suddenly brightened a lot.

"Don't eat me, don't eat me..." The old lady Yu, who was grabbed by the hand, closed her eyes in fright and muttered in her mouth.

At this time, Yu Jiaojiao, who had been hiding on the side, also saw clearly that the so-called ghost was not a ghost at all, it was Yu Hanzhu, she quickly raised her voice and said softly, "Don't be afraid, there are no ghosts, it is Sister Hanzhu."

Yu Jiaojiao's voice was gentle, as if she was explaining, but she was actually reminding everyone that the person pretending to be a dragon and ghost was Yu Hanzhu.

As they were frightened just now, wouldn't they be angry now that Meng Changjin is a human or a ghost?

of course not.

For example, Yu Hanzhu's father, the second child, got up from the ground in a fit of anger and kicked Meng Changjin: "I will kill you today!"