Chapter 118 The Seed Has Been Buried
At this moment, Meng Zifei set up a stall in the village tribe.
The stall is covered with a variety of medicinal materials.
The roots of the medicinal materials are still attached to the slightly moist soil, and they appear to have been newly dug.
There are not many people in the tribe, but there are people standing in front of this stall. They have injuries of varying severity, are tied with blood-stained bandages, and look sad and sick.
However, the looks they looked at Meng Zifei were full of gratitude and dependence.
With just a few glances, Balian guessed the cause and effect.
He smiled slightly and went up to him: "Mr. Meng is really concerned about the suffering of the world. I thought you had left Kongcang Mountain a long time ago?"
Mr. Meng's work only stopped slightly. After a moment, he showed an apologetic expression to Bai Lian, and then continued to wrap up medical bags and distribute them to the injured mountain people.
“Well, I didn’t kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. In any case, Yang Zhao and Huang Kang’s group were led into the mountains under my leadership, which led to The demon tide is out of control, and it is these mortals who will suffer in the end.”
Meng Zifei laughed at himself and continued: "Although I have only a small amount of power, I still think it is better to make up for it than to do nothing. Brother Si Chen, please don't laugh at me. Mr. Meng just wants to find comfort in his heart." "
Bailian asked: "How long do you plan to stay here, Brother Meng?"
After thinking for a moment, Meng Zifei said: "If so. Okay, I think I will temporarily settle here in the next period of time. Brother Si Chen doesn’t know anything. I come from Guangmeng City, a place close to Taixuan Zong. That is my mortal home, but that home... As early as more than a hundred years ago It was defeated years ago."
Speaking of this, Meng Zifei's expression turned slightly gloomy, and he subconsciously glanced down at the sword lying beside the table.
He seemed to be reminiscing about something: "I have devoted myself to cultivating Taoism, but until now, I am a little tired and want to find a place to rest."
For many years, Meng Zifei practiced alone. Various forces took a fancy to his talent and cultivation, and wanted to accept him as a disciple. However, for the sake of the obsession in his heart, he insisted on his true intention and refused to join other people's forces.
No matter how difficult a person's journey is, he has been stumbling and enjoying the company of loneliness until now.
Bailian knew that Meng Zifei was a storyteller, so he didn’t ask any questions.
"Well, although Kongcang Mountain is close to the endless sea, it can be regarded as a secluded place. It is good to cultivate one's mind and stabilize one's Taoist mind. If Brother Meng needs anything, you can come. Look for me in the mountains.”
Now that he has said this, it’s natural that Bailian can’t drive people away.
"Aunt Zhao, have you seen Qi Yang? When I passed by the door of his yard just now, I saw that no one was clearing the weeds in his house. The whole yard was deserted. Could it be that he hasn't come back yet? Let’s do it.”
After enduring it all the way, Chen Bao finally couldn’t help but pull an aunt in front of a stall and ask about Qi Yang’s current situation.
The Chen family girl immediately sneered and rolled her eyes disdainfully at her brother's nervous questioning.
She was ashamed to be a fellow villager with such a ruthless, cold-blooded person. She really didn’t know why her brother was always so interested in him.
Chen Bao looked slightly unhappy when he saw his sister's expression.
"Sister, don't be like this, Qi Yang is very pitiful. He lost his parents, his legs were broken, and he was thrown into the mountains and forests without any care. If something happened to him, his Qi family would be wiped out."< br>
While saying this, Chen Bao glanced at Balian's back with a rather obscure look.
The girls from the same village around the Chen family were obviously not vegetarians, and they immediately replied:
"In this world, there are so many people who are dying every day, why? If you don't see Brother Chen, go take pity on him. Besides, Qi Yang and him It’s not like you didn’t see the disgusting things that the bullshit Immortal Master did. Throw it out? What’s wrong with throwing it out? I think Brother Si Chen is a bit soft-hearted. If he had let me go, he would have done it again.”< br>
There is Brother Chen and then there is Brother Si Chen.
Among them, there are different titles of intimacy, high and low.
Chen Bao felt angry and blocked. He glanced at the girl from his hometown whom he had a crush on for a long time and felt sad for a while.
Aunt Zhao didn't know what was going on, and looked at them confusedly for a long time, then sighed and said:
"Oh, speaking of Qi Yang, that child is also pitiful. A few days ago, we I am still envious that this kid who burns high incense actually worships an immortal as his teacher.
I thought that it wouldn't be long before I would be a little fairy, but just three days ago, I didn't look at him, but I saw the child of the Qi family crawling back tragically with blood all over his body and his legs broken.
I heard that the child's parents were killed, and he was also killed by an adulterer. One of his legs was broken off, and his immortal master was also gone.
The people in the village felt sorry for him and sent him home. Mr. Meng was also a good man and treated his leg injury carefully.
Less than a day later, a man dressed in purple robes came to the village. After saying a few words to Qi Yang, he took the child away. "
Chen Xiaolan looked at Aunt Zhao with a strange expression: "Qi Yang's parents were killed? His legs haven't been broken by the traitor? Did he tell you this himself? ”
"Really? That child is really miserable."
Chen Xiaolan followed a group of fellow girls behind her and sneered in sync: "I have never seen such a shameless person."
Getting ready Bailian's face changed as he took out the mecha warrior from the Qiankun bag: "The man in purple robe? And you took Qi Yang away?"
As he said that, he cast his doubtful eyes on Meng Zifei and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Meng, does he know this man in purple robe?"
The hand that was wrapping the medicine bag with a thin hemp rope After a slight pause, Meng Zifei raised his face and looked at Balian, smiled and said: "No, I don't know him?"
Bailian groaned, but the expression on his face didn't change much: "I just didn't expect that Mr. Meng, a kindhearted man, would let a seriously injured person be taken away by a stranger."
< br> Meng Zifei’s eyes were clear: “Brother Si Chen, this is really a joke. I am neither a god nor a Buddha. Tuo, he doesn't have the important task of saving all sentient beings, so Qi Yang followed that person voluntarily. Besides... Qi Yang's heart is not right. It is already his duty as a monk to lend a helping hand, so why bother to meddle in such nosy matters. "
Bailian laughed and threw out the twenty-five mecha warriors.
“Mr. Meng’s words are really interesting. He goes to treat a man knowing that he has evil intentions, but he also says that he doesn’t want to meddle in his own business. In fact, he doesn’t know that Brother Meng is already meddling in his own business from the beginning. "
Seeing the neat and solemn twenty-five mecha men, Meng Zifei looked deeply moved, which even caused many villagers to exclaim.
"Oh my god! Is this an immortal? He actually threw out so many iron men at random."
"Yes, yes, I have seen Immortal Meng hide many things in a small bag." , this is simply amazing! "
"What is this iron man used for?"
Meng Zifei looked up and murmured: "This...is this Shifang City's mecha technique?"
(End of this chapter)