At this moment, Meng Zifei set up a stall in the village tribe.
The stalls are 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 were not many people in the tribe, but this stall was full of people. They had injuries of varying severity, were tied with blood-stained bandages, and looked sad and sick.
However, the eyes they looked at Meng Zifei were full of gratitude and dependence.
After just a few glances, Bailian guessed the cause and effect.
He smiled slightly and greeted him: "Mr. Meng is really concerned about the suffering in the world. I thought you had left Kongcang Mountain a long time ago?"
Mr. Meng only paused for a moment while working in his hands, then showed an apologetic expression to Bai Lian, and then continued to wrap up medical packets 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 caused the demon tide to get out of control, and ultimately the suffering...
It’s still these mortals.”
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 some comfort in his heart."
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Balian asked: "How long do you plan to stay here, Brother Meng?"
After Meng Zifei pondered for a moment, he said: "If possible, I would like to temporarily settle here for a while. Brother Si Chen doesn't know something. I come from Guangmeng City, a place close to Taixuan Sect. That is my mortal home.
It's just that that family...had been destroyed more than a hundred years ago."
Having said this, Meng Zifei's expression turned slightly gloomy, and he subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at the sword lying quietly beside the table.
He seemed to be reminiscing about something: "I have devoted myself to cultivating Taoism, but now that I have practiced Taoism, 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 his obsession, he insisted on his true intention and refused to join other people's forces.
No matter how difficult a person's journey is, he stumbles and enjoys the companionship of solitude 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 to me in the mountain.
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Now that the words have come to this point, it is natural that Bailian can no longer drive people away.
"Aunt Zhao, have you seen Qi Yang? When I passed by the entrance of his yard just now, I saw that no one was clearing the weeds in his house. The whole yard was abandoned. Could it be that he hasn't come back yet?
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Chen Bao, who had endured it all the way, finally couldn't help but pull up 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 from the same hometown as such a ruthless, cold-blooded person. She really didn't know why her brother was 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 has lost his parents, his legs are broken, and he was thrown into the mountains and forests without any care. If something happens to him, his Qi family will be wiped out."
As he spoke, Chen Bao glanced at Balian's back with a rather obscure look.
The girls from the same village around the Chen family's younger sister were obviously not vegetarians, so they immediately replied:
"In this world, there are so many people who are dying every day. Why don't you pity Brother Chen? Besides, it's not like you haven't seen the disgusting things Qi Yang and his bullshit immortal master did.
Throw it out? What’s wrong with throwing it out? I actually think Brother Si Chen is a little soft-hearted. If he had let me go, he would have gone up and added another blow and it would have been over."
There is Brother Chen and then there is Brother Si Chen.
Among them, the differences in terms of intimacy include high and low.
Chen Bao felt angry and blocked in his heart. 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:
"Well, speaking of Qi Yang, that kid is pitiful. A few days ago, we were always envious of this kid for burning incense and actually worshiping an immortal as his teacher.
I thought that it wouldn't be long before I would be a little fairy who could soar through the clouds, but it turned out that just three days ago, I didn't even look at him, but he 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.
As a result, less than a day later, a man dressed in purple robes came to the village, said a few words to Qi Yang and took the child away."
Chen Xiaolan looked at Aunt Zhao with a strange look on her face: "Qi Yang's parents were killed? His legs haven't been broken by an adulterer? Is this what he told you himself?"
"Right? 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."
Bai Lian, who was about to take out the mecha warrior from the Qiankun Bag, had a look on his face: "The man in purple robe? He also took Qi Yang away?"
After saying 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 package with a thin hemp rope paused slightly. Meng Zifei raised his face and looked at Balian, smiling: "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."
Meng Zifei's eyes were clear: "Brother Si Chen, this is really a joke. I am neither a god nor a Buddha, and I have no important responsibility to save all sentient beings. That Qi Yang followed that person voluntarily, and besides... Qi Yang, this person
If you have evil intentions, it is already your duty as a monk to lend a helping hand, so why bother meddling in such nosy matters."
Balian laughed and threw out the twenty-five mecha warriors.
"Mr. Meng's words are really interesting. He clearly knows that a person's mind is evil and yet he goes to treat him, and then he says that he doesn't want to meddle in his own business. In fact, he doesn't know that Brother Meng has already been meddling in his own business from the beginning."
Seeing the twenty-five neat and solemn mecha men, Meng Zifei's expression was deeply moved, which even caused many villagers to exclaim in surprise.
"Oh my God! Isn't 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 the use of this iron man, Immortal?"
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