"Meng Jingzhou." The carriage owner, like his voice, was a carefree young man, cheerful and amiable, as if he could strike up a conversation with anyone.,Meng Jingzhou didn't think much of it: "Maybe I have a magical treasure on me that can keep me dry. That's pretty common in the mortal world.",Meng Jingzhou wasn't worried that Yunzhi was a demon or monster. This was the territory of the Wudao Sect, which monster would dare to come to the Wudao Sect and cause trouble。