God level hypnotist

Chapter 40

Seeing that he didn't answer his own words, Meng Heng glanced at him boredly, and Fang said lightly: "In the past few days, no one has bothered you at home except His Royal Highness, so I just don't bother to bother you."

Hearing this, Xiao Yu felt inexplicably happy again, Fang put down the boy's hands, and said with a smile: "Doctor Meng can rest for a few more days."

After speaking, he took out a plain white brocade handkerchief from his bosom, and stroked the tip of the boy's nose gently, wiping away the black marks bit by bit.

Seeing that it was wiped clean, Fang carefully looked at the boy's face, smiled with satisfaction, sat on both sides of the boy, and asked, "Then that kid just now is..."

Meng Heng subconsciously wrinkled the tip of his nose, glanced away, and said: "Master Fu Yin saw that the child was pitiful and had no one to take care of him, and he couldn't bear to hand it over to that ordinary woman and aunt to take and sell it, so he entrusted me to take care of it. I also agreed."

Only then did Xiao Yu nod his head in understanding, and said with a smile, "I never thought Dr. Meng would be so benevolent."

But Meng Heng sneered, shook his head, and said sarcastically: "You are the word I don't use the most. I'm just lazy to take care of ordinary things."

After finishing the words, he seemed to sigh softly, and said: "Only this child's heart is as clean as white paper. When I look into his eyes, I feel comfortable. I think Meng's house is also big, and a child can still be raised." If you can do it, just let it go."

"So that's how it is." Xiao Yu looked at the young man's slightly sighing expression, and said thoughtfully.

The two of them sat in the pavilion for a while longer before they felt the cold air invading. Xiao Yu was afraid that the boy would freeze, so he forced him into the house before giving up.

Until the afternoon meal time, Xiao Yu took the boy to the Chongguang Pavilion again. It was cold winter, and there was no fire in the Chongguang Pavilion, but he didn't know how to arrange the laying, which made it warm and cozy, and the shop owner specially set it up. The game people hunted from the mountain tastes more delicious than in summer and autumn. The two tasted it, satiated with wine and food, drank tea and chatted, and did not return to the mansion until dusk.

Meng Heng couldn't bear Xiao Yu's nagging, so he raised the curtain of the carriage suddenly, jumped out of the carriage, waved to the young man who poked his head out behind him without looking back, and was about to enter the house.

The young man felt helpless, so he jumped out of the carriage quickly, walked two steps quickly, stepped in front of the young man, put the cloak in his hand on the young man's shoulders, and said in a slightly lower voice, "Don't take it off again, it's cold at night, If Dr. Meng catches cold because of going out with me, it will really make me feel uneasy."

Seeing that the young man was still casually raising his hand to take off his cloak, Xiao Yu frowned, and said, "Otherwise, I'll send Dr. Meng in. Only when I see that Dr. Meng has entered the house well can I feel relieved."

Meng Heng made a movement of his hand, rolled his eyes at the young man, then grinned, lazily replied "I dare not trouble you", Fang ignored the cloak on his shoulders, shook his head, and entered the room.

The young man sighed amusedly, and stood there looking at the young man again, until the slender and tall figure disappeared from sight, then turned around, boarded the carriage, and left slowly.

On the other hand, the moment Meng Heng stepped into the house, he suddenly put away his lazy look, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and there was a trace of unknown expression in his eyes.

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This is the third night in a row.

The crescent moon hangs high, the stars are few and far between, and there is no flying snow, only the sound of the wind beating the yellow bamboo leaves.

Meng Heng sat cross-legged on the couch, his eyes were dim, only a ray of moonlight shining through the thin gauze paper in front of the window, bringing some light.

He calmly stroked the bamboo flute in his sleeve.

Speaking of which, this flute made of water hyacinth bamboo was cut down at the young man's house last time, and he picked the best part of it to make it.

Who let his flute be lost because of that goblin attack?

Thinking of that monster, Meng Heng's expression became a little more dignified.

Since he moved to this house, Xu is located in a relatively densely populated area in central Beijing, but he has rarely been actively harassed and attacked by goblins.

Besides, there are still the goblins from No. 001 to No. 016 in the house, and the goblins seldom interfere with each other, so no other goblins should come in at will.

However, the current situation is a bit weird.

This sudden evil spirit has been lingering in his house for three days, but this monster has never shown up, not only that, there is also a vaguely familiar aura about this monster.

It seems to be similar to the demon that was attacked outside the Zuodu Yushifu last time.

Could it be... the same kind?

At that moment, he suddenly heard a hoarse roar outside the window, Meng Heng narrowed his eyes suddenly.

It is the voice of Rabbit Spirit No. 003.

He got up quickly, opened the door in two or three steps and walked out, staring intently at the courtyard.

But there was no figure of the rabbit spirit, only the vigilant appearance of the raccoon boy, with his body bent, his posture was like a beast that was ready to pounce on the enemy at any time.

Meng Heng glanced again, only to find that there were not only the raccoon boy in the courtyard, but also No. 001 Painted Skin Fairy and several other fairies, but the number was not complete.

Some goblins disappeared inexplicably.

Suddenly there was another gust of cold wind, and the expressions of the few fairies left in the court became even more serious, as if they were all ready to fight at any time.

This scene is very strange.

Although these goblins usually listen to his dispatches, they are extremely lazy to compete with their kind, neither as friends nor as enemies, this is their consistent attitude, so Meng Heng doesn't expect them to help him expel the goblins recently .

However, at this time, the situation is obviously very different from usual.

It seems that the demon lingering in Meng's house this time is not only unfriendly because he came, but also does not intend to let these fellows go.

Meng Heng didn't hesitate anymore, he quietly raised the bamboo flute to his lips, and gently stroked it with his slender, white fingers.

The melodious tune drifted out immediately, and with the rustling of the bamboo leaves blown by the wind, it seemed particularly eerie and melancholy.

It seems to be a tragic and mournful song.

The few little monsters standing in the courtyard had no power to fight back, but they also knew that Meng Heng was not targeting them this time, so they didn't struggle, and just let their bodies limp on the ground, hoping that Meng Heng could use this The tunes they have learned subdue the lingering uninvited guest.

At the end of the song, seeing that the strange wind gradually died down, the courtyard seemed to have returned to tranquility.

Meng Heng frowned.

It will take several hours for the effect of hypnosis to wear off, so the raccoons in the courtyard are still lying on their backs, not moving.

The uninvited guest seemed to be silent.

But something is still wrong.Although the strange aura has been greatly weakened, the aura that is familiar to him has not decreased but increased.

It even faintly stirred the resonance of the blood in his body bit by bit.

Suddenly, that breath suddenly swept over.

Meng Heng's expression turned ugly for a moment.

He turned around abruptly and walked back into the room, with a loud bang, he slammed the door behind him.

But the moment the door closed, the whole person fell to the ground without warning, curled up into a ball.

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Xiao Yu looked at the locked Meng Mansion in front of him, feeling dull and anxious.

This is the third time he has been turned away.

Two days ago, when Luo Yun came to visit, Luo Yun only said that Mr. was unwell and was lazy to meet customers. He was very worried. He wanted to go in to visit the young man, but was blocked by Luo Yun desperately. I had no choice but to go back.

Came here yesterday, still the same.

Even Luo Yun refused to come out today, and only showed others the closed door coldly.

Boy... what happened to him?

Li Qing looked at the figure of his master standing blankly outside the Meng's house, he couldn't bear it, so he stepped forward to the door again, and knocked on the copper button on the vermilion door for a while.

No one answered.

He frowned, and just about to raise his hand to knock on the door again, he heard a "squeak", and the door was opened from the inside.

Xiao Yu who was at the side couldn't help being startled, and hurried forward, but saw Luo Yun walking out of the door, his face was more gloomy and sad than yesterday.

"Mr. Xiao, why are you still here?" Luo Yun felt a little impolite as soon as he spoke, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm really sorry, it's still inconvenient for my husband to see guests today, Mr. Xiao, please go back."

After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and close the door to go back, but Xiao Yu strode forward and grabbed the edge of the door, unable to move.

Xiao Yu frowned, carefully scrutinizing the hasty look on Luo Yun's face, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with your husband?"

Luo Yun's eyes dimmed, and he moved the corners of his mouth, but finally pursed his lips and remained silent.

Xiao Yu realized the seriousness of the matter even more in his heart, but although he was flustered, he had to soften his voice and said, "Luo Yun, you should know the friendship between me and Dr. Meng. Now that Dr. Meng has an accident, I shouldn't stand by and watch, neither in reason nor in reason."

Seeing that Luo Yun's expression changed, as if there were traces of being persuaded, he hurriedly continued: "Don't you have the heart to see your husband suffer the pain alone without anyone to take care of him?"

"I..." Luo Yun subconsciously shook his head to deny it. Xiao Yu's eyes were full of worry and panic. He glanced at the young man in front of him, and finally bit his lower lip tightly. Tremblingly said: "Young Master Xiao... Please help my husband!"