Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 27 Collecting Red Clams

Meng Fan was so excited that he wanted to touch the marten, but Zhong Ling covered it with her hand and asked warily, "What do you want to do?"

Meng Fan touched his nose and said, "I just think this little mink is so cute that I want to touch it."

But in Zhong Ling's ears, hearing Meng Fan praising the lightning marten was as if he was praising herself.

Zhong Ling raised her head and said, "You have good taste, but I just tamed this lightning marten not long ago, and it is still quite shy. Can I let it touch you later?"

Meng Fan nodded.

Then, as if showing off something she loved, Zhong Ling continued, "Don't underestimate my lightning marten. It grew up eating poisonous snakes. Its mouth is full of snake venom. If you get bitten, there's no cure."

Meng Fan also had his own plans in mind.

Zhong Ling said that it had not been tamed for long, which meant that the lightning marten had not yet firmly recognized its master. With the skills of the animal master, it should not be difficult to make it change its master.

But the most important thing is how to trick the lightning marten out of Zhong Ling's hands, bah, and take it away.

Just as Meng Fan was thinking, he saw Meng Fan eating melon seeds. Zhong Ling also took out a handful of melon seeds from her bag, sat on the roof not far from Meng Fan, and watched the show while eating melon seeds together.

Zhong Ling's two legs were swaying in the air, looking very comfortable, while Meng Fan was sitting cross-legged quietly.

Meng Fan looked at Zhong Ling and saw her round face with a small dimple at the corner of her mouth. Her face was like the morning glow, her eyes were like autumn water, her skin was like cream, and her appearance was bright and radiant.

Although her head and face were covered with coal dust and grass debris, it could not conceal her beauty. Her skin was white and tender, with a rosy glow, which made her look even more delicate and charming. Her voice was both sweet and charming, and her tone was soft.

Meng Fan's eyes rolled, and he immediately came up with an idea. He turned to the little girl and asked knowingly, "Little girl, what's your name?"

"My name is Zhong Ling. My parents call me Ling'er. You can call me Ling'er too. By the way, I don't know your name yet."

"My last name is Li, and my name is Li Xingyu." Meng Fan casually gave a pseudonym, but it was not actually a pseudonym.

Li Xingyun, Li Xinghe, and Li Xingyu are of the same lineage. The image of the galaxy is bigger than the nebula, and the image of the starry universe is also bigger than the two of them.

Zhong Ling scratched her head: "How old are you? Should I call you brother, or something else?"

Meng Fan smiled and said, "I'm definitely older than you."

"Then I'll call you Brother Li."

Naturally, Meng Fan called Zhong Ling "Sister Zhong".

Meng Fan wanted to make friends with Zhong Ling, so he took out some candies from his backpack and gave them to Zhong Ling. Zhong Ling was originally a little wary, but after Meng Fan ate one himself, she took it.

“Oh, so sweet!”

The colorful candies made Zhong Ling very happy.

In fact, Meng Fan had already made plans long before coming, because he was not sure about the timeline for the first time.

However, Meng Fan thought that Zhong Ling was a girl after all, so when preparing supplies, he deliberately took some things that girls liked in order to build a relationship with Zhong Ling.

Even when the story begins, Zhong Ling is only sixteen years old and not yet an adult. Considering that the things he brings need to be lighter, Meng Fan chose colorful and beautiful fruit candies.

Most importantly, cheap!
Now it is really useful.

Relying on these little things, the relationship between Meng Fan and Zhong Ling was quickly strengthened. Perhaps in Zhong Ling's eyes at this time, Meng Fan was probably the kindest person in the world.

Little did they know that all of this was Meng Fan's sinister intention. Soon, the following competition was over.

The two went downstairs together. Meng Fan looked at Zhong Ling and asked, "Do you want to go somewhere next? I can accompany you!"

Zhong Ling thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Brother Li, I ran away secretly this time. If I don't go back quickly, I'm afraid my parents will tell them about it."

Meng Fan pretended to be disappointed and said, "Okay then!"

"Why? Brother Li, do you want me to play with you?"

Meng Fan nodded and said, "I don't have many friends. Can you tell me where you live? I'll come visit you when the time comes."

Zhong Ling hurriedly shook her head: "Don't go, my father has a bad temper."

Seeing Meng Fan's increasingly disappointed expression, Zhong Ling hesitated for a moment and said, "How about I sneak out to play with you again at this time tomorrow?"

"Okay, okay!" Meng Fan naturally agreed.

"Then it's a deal, we'll stick together for a hundred years!"

After watching Zhong Ling leave until her figure disappeared, Meng Fan held a small piece of cloth from Zhong Ling's body in his hand: "Jinbao, smell it, can you follow her?"

"Wangwu! (Master, yes!)"

A smile appeared on Meng Fan's lips: "Okay!"

With the guidance of Jinbao, the white-haired miniature dog, Meng Fan quickly found the location of Wanjie Valley, but Meng Fan looked at the Wanjie Valley but did not go in.

After remembering its location, he turned around and left with his three pets. After he left, he chose to look for the trace of the Manggu Zhuha.

With his nose for wealth and fortune, and with Qi Fu's reconnaissance in the sky, Meng Fan finally found the trace after working hard for a whole night.

Moreover, the roar of the Manggu Red Clam is very loud, comparable to the roar of a bull. As long as you know the approximate range, it is easy to find it. However, finding it is one thing, and ordinary people dare not provoke such a poisonous creature.

Sure enough, Meng Fan didn't have to put in much effort before he heard the sound coming from afar.

"Jiang Ang, Jiang Ang~"

Meng Fan followed the sound and saw the little red toad, less than two inches long, in the forest.

I saw the little toad lying on the ground, ready to go. Although it was small, it was full of momentum, and it really had some of the aura of the so-called mount of the God of Plague.

After seeing this, Meng Fan was not afraid. He strode forward, compressed the Qi Gang in the blink of an eye, and with a flick of his finger, an invisible force shot out, knocking the little toad unconscious.

Then, Meng Fan found a cup and put it in without touching it.

After all, the poison in the Manggu Red Halibut is no joke. Meng Fan is not as lucky as Duan Yu, who not only detoxified himself perfectly by chance, but also gained a physique that is immune to all poisons.

No matter how toxic the Manggu Red Clam is, this little toad is still a treasure. No matter how tricky it is, Meng Fan will not let it go easily. After it is tamed in modern times, it can become Meng Fan's trump card.

Meng Fan put away the Manggu Red Clam, set up camp in the wild for a night, made "preparations", and arrived at the place where he had agreed to meet Zhong Ling early the next day.

An hour later, the little girl Zhong Ling came skipping over.

Meng Fan waved his hand to indicate that he was here.

(End of this chapter)