I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Lin Meng watched the people of Yunshan Sect leave, and raised his brows slightly. In his heart, the leader of the team was really good at the face of the right way. He was even better than the Great Elder Ling Cheng of the Sword Sect of the Five Mountains. The unfavorable situation has been turned into an advantage, which is indeed a bit powerful!

If the leader of the team had previously argued, it was that their Yunshan Sect was stingy, and even if they were fighting, they couldn't compete with Lin Meng, who was seated by the two great gods, Ren Pingsheng and Shen Mengzhou.

And this person did the opposite, not only not fighting, but also admitting his mistakes, he also threw down some pieces of silver to apologize to the young man who had previously spoken badly to Yunshan Sect.

In this way, it seems that the Yunshan Sect is extraordinary, calm and unhurried, and has not lost his face at all.

They retired at this time, and no one would laugh at them, because they retired in the hands of Lin Meng, or in the hands of Ren Pingsheng and Shen Mengzhou, not in the hands of the boy. .

In such a situation, a mindful person would retire, and it would be a good idea to sell Lin Meng's face!

Just as Lin Meng was watching the back of the Yunshan Sect’s people going upstairs, and when he had some recollection in his heart, the purple-clothed youth who had been sitting still at the table beside him was still holding his cheeks with his hands and raised his head towards Lin Meng. Looking at it, giggling, he came out inexplicably.

"You are a good person."

Lin Meng turned his head and looked at the boy, only feeling very strange and confused.

I am a good person?What do you mean?

Lin Meng felt strange and awkward the more he heard this sentence, and felt that the dumb eating huanglian generally felt bitter and unable to tell. He didn't know where the awkwardness was, but he didn't feel normal anyway.

Before Lin Meng could speak to the boy he rescued with him, he saw the purple-clothed boy smile at Lin Meng, he straightened up and left, and walked out of the restaurant.

"What kind of thing is this?"

Lin Meng scratched his head, only feeling that Monk Erzhang was puzzled.

Looking down, the broken silver left by the leader of the Yunshan Sect on the table was still there, and the boy did not take it away.

No seats or money are required.

If he doesn't want a seat, why doesn't he sell it?

He finally took a fight and gave the young man a place to protect him, but he left behind.

Could this boy be such a fool?~⑧~1~ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Thinking of the boy's lack of understanding and admiration before, and repeatedly provoking the monks of the Yunshan School, Lin Meng felt that the boy really looked like a fool.A genius remembers one second in Chinese mx/8/1/z/wc/o/m/

"I knew I wouldn't save him"

Lin Meng felt unspeakable and grumbled angrily.

Shen Mengzhou and Ren Pingsheng behind him snorted and laughed twice.

The three of them returned to their original seats again, while Lin Meng was still looking at the direction in which the purple-clothed boy was leaving, frowning as if thinking about something.

"Still thinking about that little guy, maybe he's a fool."

Shen Mengzhou pointed at Lin Meng twice with his chopsticks.

Lin Meng shook his head and said nothing.

At this time, the more he thought about it, the more it felt wrong.

When I noticed the conflict between the young man and the Yunshan Sect before, I didn't pay much attention at first, but after the young man repeatedly refused and provoked, Lin Meng cared about the young man instead.

Logically speaking, if it is a young man who has no confidence and no cultivation skills, it is absolutely impossible to do this, it is simply fatal!

And if it is an ordinary teenager, how can he face the dazzling sword and murderous expression without changing, and still laugh easily!

Unless that boy is really a fool, but Lin Meng feels something is wrong.

It is said that there are three kinds of people in the arena, the elderly, women and children.

The more a person or thing that looks weak and harmless, the more dangerous it may be.

With Lin Meng's cautious temperament, he felt that this purple-clothed boy was the kind of unprovoked person at the time, maybe it was a character who pretended to be a pig and eats a tiger and hides the heavenly cultivation level or the strong trump card.

But Lin Meng did not find any clues from the young man after repeated investigations, so he had to give up.

Although Lin Meng was deliberately testing whether the young man was the kind of irritable person, he was not a person like Anyang or Xia Yangchi who likes to draw his sword to help in the face of injustices, and takes care of any injustice.

I just don't want that young man who really hides some great abilities to fight with the Yunshan Sect and destroy this restaurant where he can rest and eat.

Adhering to the principle that more is worse than less, Lin Meng finally made a move to stop this violent conflict that may occur. If the two sides really fight, everyone in this restaurant and the three of them will be affected more or less.

After the boy left, Lin Meng recalled, recalling when he met the boy's eyes.

At that time, I was thinking about the awkward and weird thing "I'm a good person" all over my head, and I didn't pay attention to the boy's eyes for a while.

Looking back at this time, Lin Meng felt that something was wrong.

The young man's eyes were clear and transparent, without impurity and flaws, just like flawless beautiful jade.

Even some ordinary teenagers don't have many such thorough eyes, and Lin Meng has only seen similar eyes in one person.

That is no Zen!

The eyes are the door of the heart, and such pure and thorough eyes represent the innocent mind.

But although the young man's eyes were very similar to Wuchan's eyes, they were absolutely different!

The Zen-free eyes gave Lin Meng the feeling of pure and tranquil Bitan, tranquil, peaceful, and unpredictable.

As for the eyes of the purple-clothed boy, Lin Meng felt a chill out of his bones when he recalled now.

What a pair of eyes!

As thorough and pure as the eyes of Zenless, but not a peaceful bitch, but like a bottomless abyss, like a cold spring, and like a pool of stagnant water!

They are the same calm, the same calm, but the purple-clothed youth's eyes are quiet and shocking, cold to the bone!

Gazing at those eyes is like looking at the deep abyss, full of cold, dead silence, unfathomable and extreme indifference or indifference!

Lin Meng has only seen this feeling in the eyes of some demon monks who are extremely senior, extremely deep in the city, and ignore human life and everything else.

But this kind of feeling is put together with the purity and innocence of the heart of a child, just like the inconceivable blend of water and fire, full of weird but incomparable harmony, there is no abrupt dissonance!

Who is that boy!

Lin Meng can now be sure that the innocence and laughter shown by the purple-clothed boy are only his appearance, not his self.

How could a person with eyes like this deep abyss be an innocent boy!

But isn't the heart of a child just retains the innocence like a child, without any natural shortcuts?

Lin Meng was very puzzled, unable to figure out all this, and murmured:

"Who is he?"

Lin Meng turned his head, looked at Ren Pingsheng and Shen Mengzhou who were drinking and using chopsticks, and asked:

"You two really don't know the details of that boy?"

"I don't know."

Shen Mengzhou was chewing a piece of food in his mouth, and replied simply, his voice a little vague.

Ren Pingsheng smiled and shook his head, and signaled that he didn't know.