According to the charlatan, there was something wrong with the broadband at home that day, and the person who lived with him was unreliable, so he volunteered to go to the county business hall to handle the renewal.

When paying the fee, a woman who was calling passed by him, and he happened to hear something.

——"Is that so? Qianzi wants to get the mountain gill?"

When Meng Qianzi heard this, she felt a little confused. In order to confirm, she interrupted the charlatan: "Is the place where you live closer to the mountain?"

The charlatan nodded violently: "The town I live in is called 'Youwu Town', and it is surrounded by mountains. It is said that the mountain belongs to the Yunling Mountains, the so-called 'under Yunling'..."

That's enough. Meng Jinsong bent down and whispered in Meng Qianzi's ear: "The Seventh Aunt is indeed in the accompanying mountains in Yunling and Wuliang Mountain. Her whereabouts are not fixed, and the signal in the mountains is not good, and it is difficult to contact them."

Understood.

Those days, I discussed with several aunts who stayed in Shanguizhai to come to western Hunan to get mountain charity. According to the rules, the seven aunts agreed together, Xian Qionghua, who was accompanying the mountain outside, received the Daguan Miyaji: Bi, Mu, Miyaji, Miyaji, Miyajiji, Miyajijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijiji

Meng Qianzi couldn't accuse this Qi Ma's mother of being not very alert. In fact, outsiders can't understand Shan Gui's jargon. Not to mention just making phone calls, even if she raised her horn on the street and shouted "Catching Mountain Raiders", who can understand what's going on? Maybe she thought it was a delicious thing like sea urchins.

So, it was indeed a coincidence, and it was a book that made by chance: Xian Qionghua just said so casually, but the charlatan standing next to her actually knew how to cut off the mountain to get the gallbladder.

"How did you know how to take the mountain lord?"

The charlatan's answer is shocking.

He said, "I don't know, I've never heard of this. But, in the dark, I feel that the word "mountain gut" has an indescribable relationship with me."

Meng Qianzi couldn't handle other people's words for the first time in her life, and she wanted to scold people.

It's like-

The police asked the murder suspect: "Why did you show up at the victim's doorstep at 2 o'clock in the middle of the night?"

The suspect replied: "I don't know, it's just that I want to go out for a walk and just walked there."

Are you stupid as a policeman? Believe it or not?

Meng Qianzi suddenly had an idea, and Qi's mother told her to "don't make things difficult for this person." Could it be because this person is mentally ill?

Today's society is indeed relatively tolerant of mentally ill patients - so some murderers try every means to prove that they have mental problems and escape the punishment they deserve.

The charlatan did not notice the subtle changes on Meng Qianzi's face at all, and was still talking: "So, I decided immediately to stare at her."

Meng Qianzi's lips sneered a sarcastic smile.

What are you thinking about when I was following Xian Qionghua? Although Qi Ma was in the last place, she was a mountain ear. She was a master. She was just a charlatan and couldn't play with all her moves. She wanted to play tracking.

Sure enough, according to him, Xian Qionghua discovered it after watching no street and suffered a little bit of pain. However, he quickly proved to Xian Qionghua that he was "a devoted to scientific research."

Meng Qianzi had to interrupt him again: "Are you engaged in scientific research? What major? What education?"

Scientists may indeed have some strange quirks that are different from ordinary people, but this charlatan exudes the aura of cheating all over his body...

The charlatan said: "Yes, I have been determined to study all the strange and supernatural events in this world since I was a child. After becoming an adult, I took action, traveling through mountains and rivers, traveling north and north, entering villages and alleys... Until today, I have been walking around and stopping for almost thirty years."

He introduced himself not a good person who spreads rumors and exaggerates. He was in the spirit of scientific research and seeking truth from facts, interviewed the parties extensively, took notes word by word, personally inspected the place of the incident, and put forward his own opinions and theories. In this process, he also used the Westernization and used Chinese style. He referred to the research and discoveries of Newton, Einstein, Hawking and other experts, and established his own theoretical system, with academic level close to that of the university department chair, and he also wrote a book, which was this book, which reversed Xian Qionghua's attitude towards him...

Meng Qianzi interrupted him for the third time: "What is the title of the book?"

Her tone was much more relaxed, but she didn't expect that this person was still a cultural person. She should be more elegant when communicating with cultural persons.

Meng Jinsong behind him had already taken out his cell phone and was preparing to search for introductions and book reviews.

And the charlatan once again made people shocked: "You can't buy it, I printed it myself."

If it weren't for the fact that it was printed by myself, if it weren't for the fact that Qi Ma had left a message first, Meng Qianzi would have been unable to help but kick him over.

She patienced and pressed without sending it out, trying to figure out the front and back: "Then my seventh mother will guide you to come to me?"

The sage shook his head: "Xian sister didn't say anything, didn't encourage me, or stopped me. She just said, "If you insist on going, you can do whatever you want, but Shanqin can't yell at outsiders anymore. Also, our sister Zi is a powerful person, and she doesn't have any seriousness in her hands. I'll leave you a word, you really offend her. She can be polite to you when she sees me."

Meng Qianzi nodded, feeling a little bit lustful in her smile: First, Qi Ma really abides by the rules, and except for the words she leaked without intention, she didn't say anything to this person; second, Qi Ma praised her as a "powerful", who doesn't like to be praised? Being praised behind this is much more than being praised in person.

She pondered for a moment: "Then, you found Wan Fenghuo and found me? How much did he charge?"

Knowing that her name is Meng Qianzi, it is not difficult to find out about her whereabouts through the Wan Fenghuo line. She was just curious about her worth: Wan Fenghuo received the gift of a mountain ghost for three festivals a year, and if he was greedy for 8,000, he would vent her... Haha, it is not an exaggeration to clear him and his ancestor out of the Jiefang Monument.

However, this charlatan really scares people everywhere: "No, I confiscate the money. Xiao Wanwan is my friend. He supports me in scientific research very much, it's free."

Wan Fenghuo, the old man who stings can be free, Meng Jinsong was a little angry: Sichuan and Chongqing Mountain Domen are so active in maintaining "bilateral" relationships. To Wan Fenghuo asks for information, and at most 30% off.

Having said that, Meng Qianzi basically clarified the cause and effect of the matter. This charlatan has nothing to do with her golden bell, and it is incompatible with the wind and bully.

But Meng Qianzi was still a little unwilling to give up on his motives: "Just because of the 'darkness' that it was related to you, you just came here without hesitation?"

The charlatan said seriously: "More than that, why do you tell you..."

He thought about it and tried to make it simple: "I feel that the word 'mountain' is like a switch, which turns on things I have been unable to understand. For example, why have I been so fascinated by those weird things since I was a child? I spent most of my life keeping records and searching for them. Why do I have such a strong motivation and driving force? Many of my friends have asked me and said that I was full - but when I had no money to eat, I was also doing these things - it was completely inconsistent with Maslow's theory of hierarchy of needs."

What does Maslow and Maslow do? Meng Qianzi feels that she has learned this theory, but she just can't remember it.

At this time, the importance of the assistant was reflected. Meng Jinsong immediately searched for Maslow's theoretical tower on his mobile phone and handed it to Meng Qianzi.

This foreign psychologist divides human needs from low to high, and divides them into five levels, one level higher, namely: physiological needs, security needs, social needs, respect needs and self-realization needs.

It is generally believed that only when the low-level needs are met can we have the energy to pursue a higher level. For example, if Lin Daimei needs to plant rice seedlings under the moon, she usually doesn’t have the leisure to bury flowers. Eating a full meal should belong to the lowest level of "physiological needs", while his "scientific research" belongs to the realization of self-ambition, which must be the highest level. Looking for self-realization with hunger and cold is indeed not the category of "fed and full", after all, her belly is still weak.

"And, since I heard that, I often have a dream."

The charlatan is vivid: "The dream scenes are different, but they are all places I have been to. Sometimes in Laoxueling in the northeast, sometimes in the big desert in the northwest, sometimes in Hangu Pass, and sometimes in the eighty thousand mountains in Guangxi..."

Meng Qianzi just listened without saying a word, but when she heard the words "80,000 mountains", she exchanged a look with Meng Jinsong.

The Eighty-Wan Dashan Mountain is located in Guangxi and is the "not exploring the mountain" of mountain ghosts.

If you don’t explore the mountain, the mountain is as its name suggests. If you patrol the mountain, you won’t go or accompany the mountain. When it doesn’t exist, you can just bypass it. In the mountain spectrum, it is a forbidden area for red crossings. To put it bluntly, it is not the sphere of influence of the mountain ghost.

There are not many people in the whole country who don’t explore the mountain, and there are only a handful of them. So it’s really a coincidence that the charlatan mentioned the “Not Discovery Mountain” by just giving an example.

"But no matter where I am, in my dream, I was sweating so much that I was sweating. I was rummaging and searching, digging and digging, and looking for something."

Meng Qianzi's eyelids slightly raised: "Look for a mountain gut?"

The charlatan shook his head: "No, I never found it, but strangely, I knew clearly what I was looking for. What's even more strange is that not only me, but I have a few of my closest friends who have dreamed of me. In my dreams, I told them that I want to find something."

The more I talked, the more mysterious it became. Meng Qianzi had no interest in catching up with him and asked casually: "What are you looking for?"

The charlatan's expression became more and more serious: "A box."

He gestured to her with his hands: "A box that was so long and so wide, was stolen."

"Who stole it? What's the shape of the box? Or is it wood or iron? Didn't Wan Fenghuo ask you to find it?"

The charlatan looked at her blankly, and as he looked, he started to be stunned.

I don’t know, I only know that I want to find a box, I only know that the box was stolen. As for what the box looks like, who stolen it, and what kind of stories are connected behind it, I don’t know anything - just like the foggy town where he lives, there will always be thick and heavy fog. The fog traps away the mountains around the town, revealing only some rugged stones. Who can completely restore the whole view of the mountain through those stones?

He was immersed in his confusion, not noticing that Meng Qianzi had left, nor did he see her leaving, and even yawned, like watching a boring movie or listening to a boring story.

***

Liu Erchen was guarding the door, and Meng Qianzi took Meng Jinsong back the same way.

The corridor is so long, with the hall at the end - the sounds there are like long tentacles, swaying desperately towards this end, but the whip is beyond reach.

Meng Qianzi said, "Does he look sick?"

Meng Jinsong pondered for a moment and did not immediately answer: He is not like Xin Ci, who can speak nonsense in front of Meng Qianzi. In essence, Meng Qianzi is his boss, and any questions she asks have a meaning of examining and measuring him.

He shook his head: "I look crazy and my words are all in a mess, but if I can leave the seventh aunt with that line, Wan Fenghuo gave him the green light, which means that this person is a bit worthy of money."

Meng Qianzi was quite satisfied with this answer: "I think so too."

Meng Jinsong has always thought about her well: "But you are polite, it's too much to take him to get a mountain courage. Why should we take him to see the show for our own affairs? He likes to dream and let him do it. We don't have the obligation to help him interpret dreams."

Meng Qianzi nodded: "Let Liu Guanguo treat him well and arrange for someone to take him to Zhangjiajie for a walk. You can also go shopping in Phoenix. Or just go hiking a mountain - in short, if you go far, don't get in the way."

It’s okay not to say the last sentence, but the word “doing things” has once again turned Meng Jinsong into a frownful gourd, and his mind is full of golden bells: What should I do? There are no clues, and there are no clues. Although it has not been twenty-four hours since the golden bell was thrown away, in his heart, three autumns have passed, and now his body and mind are all bathed in the cold winter.

Meng Qianzi couldn't stand his despair: "What are you afraid of? The character Chen Sha came to Chen Sha Crystal, and the tiger's house gave him tiger claws. At worst, when I was cutting the mountain, I carried both of these things on my back. Chen Sha warded off evil spirits, tiger claws suppressed beasts, and rounded them up, which was about the same as a golden bell."

Meng Jinsong almost laughed angry. Which math teacher teaches you the same as the one?

Just as he was laughing and crying, Xin Ci jumped out from the corner of the front, his face was red and he was filled with joy: "You are finally over, I've come and looked around several times."

As he said that, he raised his hand, shook a piece of copy paper in his hand and sent it to Meng Qianzi, which was so proud that he said: "Qianzi, it's time to pay me a salary."
Chapter completed!