Chapter 187

Meng Zhangqing took the opportunity to start asking questions.

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Time passed slowly; in a blink, the sun had set and twilight descended.

"Senior Brother Meng, it's getting late; we'll take our leave now!"

Shi Guang and Shi Yao stood up.

To be honest, chatting with Senior Brother Meng was truly pleasant.

After all, they had all been deep in the mountains before.

Where else could one hear so many interesting tales and stories?

"Very well, then, two junior brothers, take care on your way."

Meng Zhangqing said with a smile.

Through two hours of idle chat, he had basically learned the situation of the Stone People's bloodline from the Shi brothers.

He was no longer almost completely ignorant as before.

For instance, the differences in bloodline colors, the types of bloodline techniques, and so on.

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"I never expected that besides being powerful, Senior Brother Meng is also so knowledgeable in miscellaneous subjects."

On the mountain path going down, Shi Yao said excitedly.

He had never heard of many of the stories before.

"Senior Brother Meng comes from a merchant family and is a young master of a noble house; he's nothing like us, who basically just played in the mud."

Shi Guang said.

Through the idle chat, everyone came to understand each other.

It was not one-sided from Meng Zhangqing.

"But brother, when I saw Senior Brother Meng today, I actually had a strange feeling, just like when I first saw our father."

Shi Yao suddenly said, "I remember we didn't have this feeling the first time we met."

"So you felt it too."

Shi Guang was surprised.

It seemed it was not an illusion.

"Mm-hmm, it's just very strange."

Shi Yao nodded.

Back then, when mother dug up father's grave and he saw father's bones, he had an indescribable feeling, as if the bloodline within his body was suppressed.

Now, he actually felt it on Senior Brother Meng.

It was just not quite so obvious.

"Could Senior Brother Meng be our father?"

Shi Yao frowned, very serious.

Crack!

Shi Guang slapped him on the forehead.

His expression was utterly speechless; his younger brother's intelligence was becoming more and more off.

Could it be that the price of my gradually becoming smarter

is my brother becoming dumber?