The Strongest Salted Fish Boss

When Lin Xian turned his head and saw the figure, the surprise in his eyes was self-evident.

That person is the long-lost Lin Mengyao! "Brother...Brother"

Seeing Lin Xian, Lin Mengyao tilted her head and said dumbly.

"Where have you been these days, I'm worried to death."

Lin Xian stepped forward and hugged Lin Mengyao into his arms.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Reluctantly let go... Lin Mengyao, Lin Xian asked, "Mengyao, have you been here all these days?"

"Yup."

Lin Mengyao nodded.

"damn it."

Lin Xian slapped his forehead, knowing that he would have asked Liu Shen to pay more attention.

Before, I mistakenly thought that there was a treasure born in Baozishan, and Liu Shen specially moved the entire Salted Fish Gang, but after a few days, he found that there was no magical thing, and then withdrew.

"Where were you before"

Lin Xian asked, after they fell into Baozi Mountain, it was impossible for Lin Mengyao not to encounter such a situation.

"That!"

Lin Mengyao stretched out his hand and pointed to the location of a thatched hut at the foot of Baozi Mountain.

As Lin Mengyao returned to the thatched hut, she listened to Lin Mengyao's talk along the way, she only felt the darkness in front of her eyes, and when she opened her eyes, she arrived at the foot of Baozi Mountain, where she was taken in by an old woman.

This made Lin Xian have no choice but to sigh, and sure enough, everyone has their own opportunities, and I am glad that Lin Mengyao met a kind person.

Although Lin Mengyao's own strength is strong, but because he has been drowsy for too long, he is also a living puppet, and his mind is not perfect, just like a young child.

Such a big beauty has only childlike thoughts, and it is inevitable that Lin Xian has been frightened for her for so many days.

When he got to the hut, Lin Xian looked up. The hut was very simple in appearance. The outside was fenced with simple wood, so that the smoke from the cooking smoke rose from the top, giving people a warm feeling.

"You must thank the old man well."

Lin Xian adjusted his clothes, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

With "squeak.."

With a sound, the wooden door was opened, and an old woman appeared.

The old man has white hair, the years have made her face wrinkled, and her eyes have become a little cloudy.

The moment he saw the old man, Lin Xian was sure that this was just an ordinary person who didn't practice cultivation.

"Who are you?"

The old man leaned forward, as if he wanted to see Lin Xian's face.

"Grandma!"

At this time, Lin Mengyao shouted from behind.

"Yaoyao, you're back, are these your friends?"

Hearing Lin Mengyao's voice, a smile appeared on the old man's face.

"Old lady, I'm Mengyao's brother, thank you for greeting Mengyao these days."

Lin Xian said softly.

This scene made Xiao Hei look very rare: It seems that this is the first time that the boss has such a soft voice.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, I'm getting older, so it's not lonely to have a girl like Yaoyao."

The old man waved his hand.

"Come in and sit, children."

"okay."

Entering the thatched hut, Lin Xian took a look. There was not much furniture in the hut, even the tables and chairs were very dilapidated, but they were cleaned spotlessly by the old man.

It can be seen that the old people's normal life is very difficult.

Lin Xian sighed, in this world full of practitioners, most of those ordinary people lived in such humble and difficult lives.

"Ruthless man."

Lin Xian looked at the ruthless man, after a few days of running around, Lin Xian felt that he was hungry and thin.

The ruthless man nodded and started to prepare the meal, Yao Xian'er also followed behind to prepare the soup.

After a while, the tempting aroma of the rice came to the face, and a few people sat around the wooden table. This time, Lin Xian surprisingly did not vomit, but kept serving the old man.

During dinner, Lin Xian asked the old man if he wanted to go to the Salted Fish Gang with them, but the old man refused.

According to the old man's words, she was an ordinary person with half of her body buried in the ground, and it was not a good idea to go with them to the sect of cultivation, and she herself did not want to leave this small hut that accompanies her all her life.

Lin Xian just sighed and didn't force it. The old man was right. At her age, she already had a sense of belonging. If she was suddenly taken to another unfamiliar place, she would have done something wrong.