The old Taoist in front of him is fake. The master who picked him up and raised him has long been...

"Oh!"

The old Taoist hummed, held the wall and squatted down on his own, holding the leg that had just broken, and was sweating all over his forehead.

Mei Yun bent down.

He carefully helped him put on the torn shoe, and simply treated the wound of the old Taoist. He found a wooden stick and handed it to him as a crutch. He was very concerned and did not say a word.

"how?"

The old Taoist glanced at him, "Have you changed your temper? Have you become mute?"

"Master."

Mei Yun was a little disappointed and whispered: "Next time I dream about you, I don't know when it's time. I finally met you once, I shouldn't be angry with you..."

"Oh."

The old Taoist sneered, not grateful, "Do you still get angry with me very often? Who made you use your ability unscrupulously? Are you not afraid of being discovered? Are you not afraid of cursing yourself to death?"

"I'm... huh?"

Mei Yun instantly realized something was wrong.

"Master."

He said suspiciously: "How do you know these things? Isn't this a dream? Are you a fake?"

"Dream?"

The old Taoist said quietly: "Who told you that this is a dream?"

"no?"

Mei Yun's expression changed drastically.

I subconsciously touched my face, and the shoe prints were still there, and it hurts so much. I looked at the old Taoist in front of me, and it really couldn't be true anymore.

Suddenly.

He put down the old Taoist's broken leg, left with his head held back.

"What are you doing?"

The old Taoist was confused.

Mei Yun did not answer, and walked straight through a dense jungle and came to the back of the Taoist temple. A lonely grave also appeared in his eyes.

The grass on the grave is not tall.

It's about one foot, but it's just green and thriving.

On the edge of the grave.

The wooden monument he carved with himself was also there.

Fortunately, it's okay!

The grave is still there!

Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Come back again.

The old Taoist's face was so dark that it was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Never mind!"

Mei Yun was even more dissatisfied with him, "I thought you were cheating on me, Master..."

Old saying: "????"

"You just hope that the old man will die?"

"Master."

Mei Yun sighed, "If possible, I hope you will survive better than anyone else."

The old Taoist's face looked a little better.

"Bring it!"

"What?"

“…”

The old Taoist did not explain, so he searched Mei Yun for some time, and finally found a yellow leaf from his clothes.

“Eh?”

"This is……"

Mei Yun suddenly remembered.

After he had a dream last time, when he woke up, he had this leaf stained on his body. After so long, he had forgotten it all.

“This time it’s too big!”

The old Taoist ignored him and said angrily: "I can't solve it with the old Taoist, let that little sloppy man ask for his own blessing!"

"And that little girl!"

"You are so genius, you will sooner or later leak it around her. If you can't hide this thing, it's better for me to take it back!"

Just as he was talking.

He seemed to hear something, his face turned dark and said angrily: "Eat, eat, eat, eat!"
Chapter completed!