"Old...old man?!"

Lin Feng almost fainted without breathing. He sucked the air conditioner and coughed twice before gasping for breath: "You...what did you say just now?"

After saying this, Lin Feng was stunned before the other party could answer because he heard his own voice... But it seemed that it was not his own voice at all!! Or should it be said that it was not his own "original" voice!

The voice was hoarse and vicissitudes, and it sounded like the voice of an old man in his seventies or eighties!

A trace of fear flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and he subconsciously flipped his right hand, took out a bronze mirror the size of a palm from the object-taking ring, and then held it in front of him.

"Uh..." The young man in front of Lin Feng suddenly showed a strange look when he saw him picking up a mirror. He didn't notice that the mirror was "changed" just now, and he thought it was Lin Feng who was holding it. At this moment, he only had an incomprehensible thought in his heart - this old man actually carried the mirror with him!

Lin Feng didn't have time to care about the surprise in the boy's heart. At this moment, he stared at the bronze mirror in front of him. In the bronze mirror, what reflected was an old face full of shock, with yellow and wrinkles on his skin, and even a circle of gray beard around his mouth, gray hair spread on his shoulders, and a lot of leaves and a lot of dust on his face. He looked like a pitiful old beggar.

This is...self?!

Lin Feng widened his eyes in disbelief, and the "old beggar" in the bronze mirror also widened his eyes. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the same was true for the "old beggar".

It's really myself...

Lin Feng raised his left hand in a trance and touched his face. The person in the mirror naturally had the same movement. At the same time, he realized that his hands were also extremely thin, almost like dead branches.

Why is this happening?!

Lin Feng suddenly felt a little panicked, and soon thought of the Cangyan of Time, and then came up with a speculation: in the process of conquering the Cangyan of Time, his body could not receive nutritional supplements for a long time, and was affected by the power of Cangyan, and the "Second" was overdrawn, so he became what he is now.

Of course, there is another even more terrifying possibility, that is: this is not the influence of the flames of time, but my body has grown naturally into this after experiencing at least seventy or eighty years in the small world...

If it is the former, it should be possible to restore its original age, but if it is the latter, it will probably be difficult...

Lin Feng's mood suddenly became extremely depressed. He put down the bronze mirror, but was still a little dazed. He repeatedly thought in his heart: If he couldn't recover from his youth, would he have to live in this way in the future? Or, always use "Disguise" to change his appearance and live a "self-deception" life?

"Old man...Old man!! What's wrong with you?"

The boy's cry woke Lin Feng up from his trance. He looked up and saw that in addition to the boy squatting in front of him, there was an old man in a squatting in front of him, carrying a bamboo basket. He was about fifty years old and was also looking at him in surprise.

Lin Feng suppressed his shock and reluctantly answered: "No...I'm fine..."

"You are injured! Why do you still say it's okay?! It must be dealt with immediately." The young man said seriously, and took off a small basket from behind. Lin Feng didn't notice before, and he was carrying a small bamboo basket, and there were a lot of herbs inside, which seemed to have just collected them.

"This is to stop bleeding...this is to stop pain..." The young man muttered while choosing a few herbs from his small backpack. After that, he turned around and asked the old man, "Grandpa, I chose it right?"

The old man in Mai smiled and nodded, "Nothing wrong."

The boy smiled happily as if he was praised, but his hands did not stop. He found two stones from the side, crushed the herbs into a paste, and then twisted them to apply them on Lin Feng's left shoulder, and said, "Old man, don't move, I'll help you apply medicine."

"Uh..." Lin Feng wanted to refuse, but seeing the other party's serious appearance, he chose to accept it. Anyway, he had almost no strength to get the elixir from the object-taking ring, so it would be no harm to apply some ordinary herbs first.

The boy applied herbs to the wound on Lin Feng's left shoulder, and the old man in Mai walked to Lin Feng's right, squatted down and looked at his right arm, frowned slightly, "Brother, your arm bones should have been injured too, right? I'll help you to rectify your bones, you can endure it..."

"Brother..." Lin Feng's mouth twitched slightly, showing a smile that was even worse than crying, and nodded, "Please trouble you."

...

After a while, Lin Feng's injuries were roughly treated. He had a cloth strip wrapped around his left shoulder and his right arm was also hung on his chest with a cloth strip. The robes on his body, which were originally a top-quality spiritual weapon, had become ragged, and this look really miserable.

The old man in Mai looked at the steep hillside next to him and could vaguely see the traces of Lin Feng rolling down. He said in surprise: "Brother, did you fall from there?!"

Lin Feng also looked back and jumped unconsciously again, nodding and said, "Yes..."

The old man in Mai asked in confusion: "How did you pass by there? Are you alone?"

"I... don't remember very much..." Lin Feng really didn't know how to tell the other party about his experience, so he pretended to be amnesia, raised his left hand and rubbed his head, and then took a deep breath of air conditioning - his head really hurts.

"It should have been hurt when you fell down. Don't worry, you should remember it if you wait a little better." The old man in Mai didn't doubt anything. He thought about it and continued, "You can't heal this injury for a while. It's not a solution here. This is how you do it. If you want, please follow me back to the village. The village has all the medicinal materials, which can make you heal faster."

Lin Feng was quite moved by the other party's enthusiasm. Although he was an ordinary person, his help to him now was like a timely help. He nodded slightly and said, "Then I'll trouble you..."

...

The boy found a wooden stick for Lin Feng to use as a crutch, and the three of them set out to walk out of the forest.

After a few simple words of exchange, Lin Feng learned that the old man in mai was named Ye Wei, and the young man was his grandson, named Ye Tianming. The village where the two lived was about twenty miles away.

Lin Feng asked Ye Wei: "By the way, I wonder how far your village is from Kowloon City?"

"Kowloon City?" Ye Wei said with a strange look on his face, "What Kowloon City?"

"..." Lin Feng's heart was thrilled, and a ominous premonition suddenly appeared. He changed his question and said, "Where is this?"

This time it was Ye Tianming who answered him: "This is Cuiliang Mountain."

"Cuiliang Mountain?" Lin Feng quickly searched the place name in his heart, and had no impression. He asked again, "Which country is Cuiliang Mountain?"

"Jing Liguo." This time it was Ye Wei who answered Lin Feng. He asked with a strange look, "Why, brother, do you not even remember this?"

"Jingli Kingdom?!" Lin Feng repeated the name, his face turned a little ugly. He didn't care how strange the problem was. He asked anxiously, "To put it more, where is Jingli Kingdom?!"

Ye Wei's eyes changed a little when he looked at Lin Feng, and he even wondered if the other party's brain had really broken, but he still replied: "Jingli Kingdom is located in the eastern part of Nanyuezhou."

"What?!" Lin Feng glared at his eyes, and he was stiff as if he was struck by lightning.

This is...Nanyuezhou?!
Chapter completed!