Magic repair expert

"Old... old man?!"

Lin Feng didn't turn over in one breath and almost fainted. He coughed twice, gasping for air, and then gasped, "You...what did you just say?!"

After saying this, before the other party could answer, Lin Feng was stunned because he heard his own voice...but it didn't seem to be his own voice at all! !Or should I say, that's not my 'original' voice!

This voice is hoarse and vicissitudes, it sounds like the voice of an old man who is seven or eighty years old!

A trace of panic flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, subconsciously flipped his right hand, took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from the holding ring, and held it up to his eyes.

"Uh..." The young man in front of Lin Feng saw that he suddenly picked up a mirror, and suddenly showed a strange look. He didn't notice that the mirror was 'changed' just now, and thought it was Lin Feng who was holding it in the first place. He only had one incomprehensible thought in his mind at the moment—this old man actually carried a mirror with him!

Lin Feng didn't have time to care about the surprise in the young man's heart. He was staring at the bronze mirror in front of him. What was reflected in the bronze mirror was an old face full of shock. His skin was withered and yellow and wrinkled. There is even a circle of gray beard around, gray hair hanging on the shoulders, and there are a lot of leaf debris mixed in, and there is a lot of dust on the face, looking like a poor old beggar.

This is... myself? !

Lin Feng's eyes widened in disbelief, and the eyes of the 'old beggar' in the bronze mirror also widened. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and so did the 'old beggar'.

It's really me...

Lin Feng raised his left hand in a trance and touched his face. The person in the mirror naturally did the same thing, and at the same time he realized that his hands were too emaciated, almost like dead branches.

Why is this happening? !

Lin Feng felt a little flustered in his heart, and soon thought of Sui Yue Cang Yan, and then came up with a conjecture: in the process of subduing Sui Yue Cang Yan, his body did not receive nutritional supplements for a long time, and was also affected by Cang Yan. Due to the influence of power, the 'time' was overdrawn, so it became what it is now.

Of course, there is a more frightening possibility, that is: this is not the influence of the old flames, but that I have really experienced at least seven or eighty years in the small world, and my body has naturally grown into this shape...

If it's the former, it should be possible to restore the original 'age', but if it's the latter, I'm afraid it will be very difficult...

Lin Feng's mood suddenly fell to the extreme. He put down the bronze mirror, but he was still a little lost in thought, thinking repeatedly in his heart: If I can't regain my youth, will I have to live like this in the future? !Or, use the "Disguise Technique" to change one's appearance forever, and live a life of "self-deception"?

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

The boy's shout woke Lin Feng from his trance. He looked up and saw that besides the boy who was squatting in front of him and looking at him strangely, there was also an old man in sackcloth with a bamboo basket on his back. He was about 50 years old. , also looking at himself in surprise.

Lin Feng suppressed the panic in his heart, and reluctantly replied: "No... I'm fine..."

"You're injured! Why do you still say it's okay?! It must be dealt with immediately." The young man said solemnly, sideways and untied a small basket from behind. Lin Feng didn't notice that he was also carrying a small bamboo basket. There are still a lot of herbs in it, which seem to be freshly collected.

"This is to stop bleeding... This is to relieve pain..." The young man muttered as he selected a few herbs from the small basket, and then turned around to ask the old man, "Grandpa, did I choose the right one?"

The old man in sackcloth smiled and nodded, "That's right."

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

"Uh..." Lin Feng wanted to refuse, but seeing the other party's seriousness, he still chose to accept it. Anyway, he hardly has the strength to take the elixir from the Nawu ring now, and he doesn't even have the strength to apply some ordinary herbal medicine first. harm.

The young man applied herbal medicine to the wound on Lin Feng's left shoulder, while the old man in sackcloth walked to Lin Feng's right side, knelt down and looked at his right arm, frowned slightly and said, "Brother, you must have hurt your arm bone too, right? I'll help you set your bones, bear with me..."

"Brother..." The corner of Lin Feng's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a smile uglier than crying, and nodded, "I'm sorry for your inconvenience."

……

After tossing around for a while, the wounds on Lin Feng's body were mostly treated. His left shoulder was wrapped with cloth strips, and his right arm was also hung in front of his chest with cloth strips. It looked really miserable.

The old man in sackcloth looked at the steep hillside next to him, and he could vaguely see the traces of Lin Feng's previous fall. He was surprised: "Brother, did you fall from that?!"

Lin Feng also looked back, the corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously, nodded and said: "Yes..."

The old man in sackcloth asked puzzledly, "How did you fall off that? Are you alone?"

"I... don't really remember..." Lin Feng really didn't know how to tell the other party about his experience, so he simply pretended to have amnesia, and raised his left hand to rub his head, then he took a breath of air from the bottom of his heart—head It really hurts.

"It should be that you hurt your head when you fell down. Don't worry, you should be able to remember it when you get better." The old man in sackcloth didn't suspect anything. After thinking about it, he continued, "Your injury won't heal for a while. , there is no way here, how about this, if you want, you can follow me back to the village, the village has all kinds of medicinal materials, which can make you recover faster."

Lin Feng was quite touched by the enthusiasm of the other party. Even though he is an ordinary person, the help to him right now is like sending charcoal in a timely manner. He nodded slightly and said, "Then I will trouble you..."

……

The young man also carefully found a wooden stick to use as a crutch for Lin Feng, and the three of them set off for the outside of the forest.

After a few simple exchanges, Lin Feng knew that the old man in sackcloth was named Ye Wei, and the boy was his grandson named Ye Tianming, and the village where the two lived was about twenty miles away.

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

"Kowloon City?" Unexpectedly, Ye Wei asked with a strange expression, "What Kowloon City?"

"..." Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly there was an ominous premonition, and he asked another question, "Where is this place?"

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

"Cuiliang Mountain?" Lin Feng quickly searched the name of the place in his mind, but he had no impression. He asked again, "Which country does Cuiliang Mountain belong to?"

"Jing Liguo." This time it was Ye Wei who answered Lin Feng, and he asked with a strange expression, "Why, bro, can't you even remember this?"

"Jing Li Country?!" Lin Feng repeated the name, and his expression became a little ugly. He didn't care how strange the question was, and asked anxiously, "More importantly, where does Jing Li Country belong to? !"

Ye Wei looked at Lin Feng a little bit, and even wondered if the other party's brain was really broken, but he still replied: "Jingli Kingdom is located in the east of Nanyuezhou."

"What?!" Lin Feng stared, and froze in place as if struck by lightning.

This is... Nanyue Continent? !