I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

"This... is your demon."

Lin Meng sighed and slowly said that he had some guesses in his heart.

Wu Chan nodded and didn't say any more. He just removed the secret technique of the Meditation Seal, and everyone in the inn and Xia Yang Chi moved again.

But the next moment, the inn became quiet for an instant, and then there was a panic cry, and everyone in the hall fled in all directions.

"This this!"

At this time, even Xia Yangchi, who was used to seeing swordsman fighting in the rivers and lakes, was shocked by the horror of Shura in front of him.

Even more strange is that he didn't know the secret technique of Zenlessness, and he didn't know that he was affected by this secret technique. He just saw the thirteen cultivators of the Remnant Maple Sect who were still alive before, and the next moment there was no sign. I died tragically before my eyes.

"Junior Brother, what happened just now!"

Xia Yangchi wasn't too slow, and realized that Lin Meng, who was still sitting in his seat before, suddenly appeared in front of him at this time, subconsciously thinking that the other party must know something.

Lin Meng didn't speak, but walked to his seat silently and sat back. He didn't know how to tell Xia Yangchi about this. With Xia Yangchi's stubborn temperament, he would definitely cause a lot of trouble.

Xia Yangchi was also confused at this time, staring at Lin Meng and Wuchan with big eyes and small eyes. The atmosphere was silent for a while, and finally Wuchan spoke and admitted this fact.

"It was made by the little monk."

Wu Chan opened his mouth indifferently, as if dusting off his body, doing something trivial.

"what!"

Xia Yangchi suddenly exclaimed, his eyes wide-open, and he pointed to Wuchan to attack.

"Okay, brother!"

At this moment Lin Meng stood up and interrupted what he was about to say before Xia Yangchi could speak.

"It is not suitable to stay here for long, we should go on the road."

Lin Meng sighed, took Xiayangchi and walked out, Wu Chan followed.

"Why Junior Brother! This monk is an all-sex demon, and even after doing all the ungrateful things before, he just killed innocent people indiscriminately. How can we walk with this person again!"

Xia Yangchi was dragged by Lin Meng and walked out, but still angrily broke free of Lin Meng's palm, pointing at Wuchan and cursing.

When Lin Meng heard these words, thinking of the fate of the 13 Remnant Maple Sects before, he suddenly became vigilant, took the golden gun in his hand, and glanced at Wu Chan behind him, for fear that Wu Chan would be troubled and hurt again. The life of Xia Yangchi.

But Na Wu Chan didn't go crazy again because of this kind of words. It was just that his slightly lonely hands clasped the Buddha's name, and after giving Lin Meng a relieved look, he stepped past Lin Meng and walked forward.

"Don't worry, the little monk has done what he did before. Don't be afraid of others talking about it, but don't allow others to make fun of the little monk.

As for this matter, it was the heart demon who had troubled the little monk for many years and prevented the little monk from breaking into the happy state.

If the two donors want to hear, then follow up, and the little monk will talk to the donor slowly on the way. If the two donors dislike the little monk as an ungrateful and omnipotent demon, they can leave here and go to the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas alone."

As he spoke without turning back, Lin Meng heard the unusual bitterness in his tone. After all, it was a man's demon, so it was so difficult for him to face and even tell others.

"Junior Brother, let's go, how can we walk with the demon sect demon in the right way? Without him, we can rush to the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas."

After hearing Wu Chan's words, Xia Yangchi immediately grabbed Lin Meng and walked in the opposite direction, breaking up with the monk.

"Keep up."

Instead, Lin Meng pulled Xiayangchi and said:

"Wu-chan is a disciple of Master Xinyou after all, so how can you trust Master Xinyou.

Besides, if it is his harmful heart, just relying on his thousand-mile cultivation base and the ability to instantly kill three masters who are also heavenly immortals, if he wants to kill you and me, how simple it is. With my cultivation base in a comfortable state, How can I protect you well."

Lin Meng's remarks were undoubtedly a pot of cold water pouring down Xiayangchi. At this time, Xiayangchi was extremely frightened and realized that in the inn just now, he almost stepped on the minefield and let the monk kill them together.Thinking of this, Xia Yangchi couldn't help but shudder.

"Follow up and listen to what the monk has in mind. If you are still angry at that time, it will not be too late to leave."

Lin Meng added a fire, temporarily stabilized Xiayangchi, followed Wuchan out of New Deer City, and walked again along the vast desert in the direction of Ten Thousand Buddhas City.

Waiting for the three to leave New Deer City, Lin Meng said to Wuchan:

"Now you can talk about your demon, I hope you don't really be such a man in the demon way, let me down."

Wu Chan turned his head slightly, glanced at Lin Meng, then sighed helplessly, and said:

"Oh, I was thinking about testing the donor along the way, but this time the little monk has exposed a lot, and it's even better.

It's okay to ask the little monk to talk about past experiences and demons, but the two donors have to agree to the little monk. After the little monk has finished speaking, the two donors can't mock the little monk like they did.

The little monk regarded the two as friends. If the two benefactors listened to them and mocked the little monk in turn, the little monk would be very sad."

"it is good!"

Lin Meng nodded solemnly, and waited for the next Zen-free drama to come on stage, while Xia Yangchi took a sip and whispered:

"Who is a friend with your all-sex demon monk."

Wu Chan ignored Xia Yangchi, put his hands together and said with a little lament.

"What the person said before was not entirely wrong. Although it is some facts, it is just an out of context of the past of the little monk.

As that person said, the little monk was a disciple of the merchants among ordinary people, and his common name was Xie.It’s just that the little monk’s childhood was not so beautiful. Although the little monk was the eldest son of the Xie family’s eldest son, he was excluded.

It was because my mother gave me a dystocia, and the root cause of the disease fell. After giving birth to the little monk, he left after two years. Then my father favored the concubine and gave birth to another concubine.

The little monk’s father was originally a flower intestine, and was led away by the concubine’s room with a few words. The concubine’s room despised the little monk as the eldest son, and would rob his son’s inheritance right at the time. Also very welcome to the little monk.

And those people in the family also saw the concubine's room in a big way, and they all wanted to support the father's concubine's room for profit, and came together to run against the little monk.

Fortunately, there was an aunt in the clan who had always cared for the little monk so that he could grow up to twelve years old safely."

Lin Meng couldn't help but nod. Indeed, family disputes are as terrible as royal seizures. Although he has never experienced this kind of thing, there are a lot of such cases in the world, and he did not expect that Wuchan is also a poor man.

Just listen to the monk continue to say:

"They run against the little monk like this, if it is false that the little monk did not have a hint of resentment at the time, after all, it is human nature, and the little monk is not a saint, plus at that time he was still young.

But an incident that happened when the little monk was twelve years old made the little monk determined to avenge them.

The aunt, who cared for the little monk when she was a child, was the little monk's only support back then. Unfortunately, her aunt was seriously ill and urgently needed a kind of elixir produced by the immortal monk.

And the group of people in the family who are only interested in profit, naturally would not spend a lot of money to get that fairy tale elixir for the aunt.

At that time, the only chance was for the little monk. Every ten years, the clan always had a place to be sent to the Xianjiamen to practice, and the little monk, as the eldest son, was always the best choice for this place.

At that time, for this quota, the little monk swallowed down even if he was dissatisfied with the members of the family, only to go to the Xianjiamendi to practice and get the fairy medicine to treat his aunt."

Yes, he is still a person who knows the gratitude, but this is very different from what the people of the Remnant Maple Sect said before that, the more Lin Meng listened, the more puzzled.