"Damn, Old Man Meng, you are here again. Isn't there a saint? She can take care of it. Is it just a decoration?" Jiang Fan was still unhappy and said.

"Brother, you are really right. The saint is actually a decoration in the clan at present, a symbol. It is not that she really has no authority to control it, but it is inconvenient to control it. There are regulations in the clan. If it is not a special situation, the saint generally does not interfere in the clan's affairs!" Meng Bumi said with a smile.

"This is also because our ancestors are worried about the power conflict between the patriarch and the saint. The patriarch is absolutely authoritative. Only a saint who makes a major mistake or something can come forward!" Meng Bumi then explained.

"Oh, I understand, but it seems that it's not appropriate. Women in your clan are superior to men. Is it useful to be my man who comes forward?" Jiang Fan nodded and questioned with a frown.

"You don't have to worry about this. This is the custom, but it does not apply to the patriarch. You are my special envoy and represent the patriarch. Of course, you are not disturbed by women's dignity and men's inferiority. Although you have a bold duct, of course you must follow the clan rules!" Meng Bumi said indifferently.

"Young man is here in Mengcheng for the first time, and you can go around. Don't you still have to trade fu Ling grass? You have to go to the market to check it out. If you encounter it, you should take care of it and try it. Exercising power is sometimes very exciting and fulfilling!" Meng Bumi persuaded and induced.

"If you have a single command, you will definitely become famous. It will work if you go to Mengcheng area to report a name. You don't have to show the patriarch order I gave you. After all, that thing is too shocking, and the special envoy's identity is more normal and reasonable!" Meng Bumi continued to enlighten the guidance.

"Well, it seems to make sense. OK, I promise you, by the way, I will disguise myself as a member of your clan. Is there any particularity? It won't be a random disguise and look like everything!" Jiang Fan was moved, thought about it and asked again.

"Of course not. The identities of you and the two girls are now the top secret in our clan. The disguise is very particular. I guess you may become a public figure of the Monk people. You can't leave any flaws!" Meng Bumi said with a serious expression.

"Let me think about it, what should I disguise myself as if I am a patriarch's envoy to be natural and not surprising?" Meng Bumi murmured to himself and began to think.

"Old man Meng, it doesn't matter what he disguises himself as if he is, but don't find out his identity and it will be troublesome to deal with it. It's better to be alone and have no friends, and you have no bad habits!" Jiang Fan frowned and asked after hearing this.

This reminded Jiang Fan of the fact that Emperor Yi of Aoyue Palace made him disguise as Xiao Boqi. His ugly behavior of picking his nose was very unhappy, and he didn't want to deal with any so-called family members and other problems.

Meng Bumi nodded to express his understanding and continued to think about it. The scene became quiet. After a while, the saint suddenly suggested: "Father, do you think you can disguise yourself as the dead Xiaorenzi a few days ago next to you?"

"Xiao Renzi? Well, yes, I'm a good reminder, he's the only one!" Meng Bumi was stunned at first and then said with satisfaction.

"Damn it, pretending to be a dead person. Isn't that right? Why are you alive again? How can you explain it?" Jiang Fan hurriedly rejected.

"Brother, don't worry. Listen to me, Xiao Renzi is dead, but basically no one knows it, so don't worry about the trouble of dying and living. This person is very suitable for your requirements. He is an orphan, and he has no relatives. As for friends, there are almost no friends!" Meng Bumi smiled.

"Oh, this is a careless person. Let me tell you about the specific situation of this person!" Jiang Fan felt relieved and no longer objected.

"Xiao Renzi's situation is very simple. Outsiders have little understanding of him. He was an abandoned baby I picked up when I went out. Later, when I grew up, I became my personal follower. I have been a follower for almost two hundred years. Everyone in the clan knows this!" Meng Bumi introduced.

"Xiao Renzi is a follower. After doing the situation, he doesn't say anything to outsiders. He just communicates with some guards at my residence, and has almost no contact with others and doesn't understand him. Therefore, you can do whatever he wants, just not outrageous!" Meng Bumi paused and said.

"Well, it's really easy to pretend to be him!" Jiang Fan nodded with satisfaction.

"But there are two things you need to pay attention to here. First, Xiao Renzi's strength is only in the early stage of the Talisman Holy. If you want to hide your strength, don't reveal it!" Meng Bumi reminded.

"The second is that Xiaoren respects me very much. When he meets me, he is used to calling the patriarch. When he sees a girl, he is also respectful. He is used to Sister Nalan's call. This title is right, so you can use the rest yourself!" Then Meng Bumi said again.

Jiang Fan was a little depressed, and nothing else mattered, but when the saint asked Sister Nalan to shout, he felt awkward. He thought for a while and reminded him: "If I meet other people, I almost don't know anyone in your clan. Since you are your personal follower, you must know a lot of people!"

"It doesn't matter. I can give you a family tree, which contains their situation introduction and portraits. As long as you can identify more than a hundred people, it doesn't matter if you can't remember the others. Just call them with the post!" Meng Bumi thought for a while and said.

"By the way, how did Xiao Renzi die? How many people know? What is his full name?" Jiang Fan nodded and asked again.

"There are no more than five people who know about me and my little girl. Don't worry about this. Xiao Renzi's full name is Meng Ren. You don't have to worry about the others. I guarantee there will be no problems!" Meng Bumi replied.

"This is the genealogy, please take a look. You can bring this clan rule with you too!" Then Meng Bumi took out a thick booklet and handed it to Jiang Fandao together.

Jiang Fan nodded and took it. He ignored the clan rules and opened the genealogy and found that it contained information and portraits of all people with status and power among the Monk clan. He was too lazy to see the others and found Meng Ren's portrait.

"Captain Meng, are we just talking about disguise?" Wu Yazi, who was standing beside him, suddenly asked.

"Uh, of course you must also be particular about it. This is a problem. You follow him and you always have a name. You can't make outsiders suspicious. Let me think about it!" Meng Bumi was stunned and then realized that he only paid attention to Jiang Fan and ignored the problems of the two women.

"Father, why not use my newly recruited guards as a cover!" The saint said with another idea at this time.

"Okay, very good, absolutely possible!" Meng Bumi immediately agreed.

"Your guard? Is your guard appropriate to follow the patriarch's envoy? And the identity and origin of this guard should be almost the same as that of Xiao Renzi. We don't want to be troublesome!" Wu Yazi was stunned, asked questions and asked again.

"Don't worry, the two sisters, I personally chose the saint's guards, and their identities and origins are all kept secret. Outsiders are not allowed to inquire. Moreover, they are usually covered in face when going out, so there are no troubles and concerns you mentioned!" The saint said with a smile.

"As for my guards following the patriarch's envoy, it's normal, no one will ask,

"Oh, that's great!" Wu Yazi felt relieved immediately. She gave a brief answer. Just disguise a little casually and then put on the scarf and everything will be fine.

"For you, these two signs are the logos of the Saint Guard!" The Saint took out two weird lotus-shaped small signs and handed them over. Wu Yazi took them, and then asked some related questions.

"Xiao Renzi, now will you have a chance to make money?" Meng Bumi looked at Jiang Fan and said with a sudden change in his heart.

"What does the opportunity to make money mean?" Jiang Fan saw that Meng Ren's portrait was almost done, and he was stunned when he heard this.

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