The old man in front of him, but full of kindness and love, is really Lishan's mother?

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Xu Meng's eyes flashed slightly, and his mind was spinning, but his face was not revealing anything, after all, no matter how amazing the other party was, he was also a powerful person in this world.

It is even most likely the person behind Liu Wenruo.

Xu Meng slowly saluted to Lishan's mother, "Junior Xu Meng, I've seen Lishan's mother." ”

"No need to be polite."

Old Mother Li Shan showed a kind smile on her face and waved her hand, really like an ordinary old man.

"I don't know what is important for Lishan's mother to summon the younger generation?" Xu Meng replied, groaned, and asked slowly.

"What are you doing so far away? Come and talk, sit! Old Mother Li Shan beckoned to Bai Suzhen and Xu Meng, and smiled kindly.

"Yes, Master Xie." Bai Suzhen bowed, stepped forward, and sat down at the stone table.

Xu Meng's eyes moved slightly, and he also followed Bai Suzhen up, and found a stone pier to sit down.

Sitting on Shi Dun, just a table away from Li Shan's mother, Xu Meng could see Li Shan's mother more clearly, and even the wrinkles on the other party's face were clear.

Dressed in gorgeous clothes, with an old face, but graceful and atmospheric, it makes people unconsciously produce a kind of awe.

"Come, taste it, this is the tea I made."

Old Mother Li Shan waved her hand lightly, and the two hot teas appeared in front of Xu Meng and Bai Suzhen.

"Thank you for the tea."

Xu Meng thanked him, lowered his head, and looked at the tea in front of him, which was turquoise, like a pool of spring water, and there was no trace of tea in it.

Wisps of white mist rose from the teacup, but instead of dissipating, they coalesced together into a cloud dragon that swam through the teacup.

In addition, the teacup is not ordinary, the appearance of the white jade teacup is embroidered with delicate lines, these patterns are not fixed, gathered and dispersed, forming a variety of different exquisite patterns, very magical.

Looking at this cup of tea, Xu Meng was slightly surprised, raised her head, but saw her looking at herself with a smile, her eyes flashed slightly, and she also smiled, gently picked up the teacup, and sniffed slightly.

Suddenly, the cloud dragon dissipated, turned into a cloud line, and was sucked in by Xu Meng.

As the cloud dragon dissipated, bursts of fragrance escaped, but in an instant, the cloud mist entered Xu Meng's body.

Kindness?

Xu Meng's complexion changed slightly, he only felt that he had lost control of his body, the mana in his body was running rapidly, and the acupuncture points in his body were constantly closing, frantically absorbing the aura between heaven and earth.

The aura is constantly compressed and accumulated, turning into a stream of mana.

Xu Meng could feel that the mana in his body was constantly surging.

Just a slight sniff has this effect?

A trace of surprise flashed in Xu Meng's eyes, and he slowly exhaled, closed the acupoints around his body, and calmed down his mana. Lifting the tea, he took a sip, slightly stunned, a little stunned, he didn't taste any taste from the tea, it felt more like a glass of white water.

But then, Xu Meng felt that some fragmentary pictures appeared in his mind, and then they were combined to form three different pictures.

The first picture,

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the smoke is curling, this is an ordinary small mountain village.

A young man who looked like a scholar stood at the head of the village, carrying a book basket on his back, as if he was going to enter Beijing to take the exam, and a group of villagers gathered around him, as if to bid farewell to the scholar.

A young girl hid in the crowd and secretly looked at the scholar, her eyes full of reluctance and blessings.

The scholar swept around, as if he didn't see the person he wanted to see, a little gloomy, and finally reluctantly left the village.

But in the mountains not far from the small mountain village, the scholar met the robbers and resisted hard, but he was still killed by the robbers, the blood stained the ground red, and the young man looked in the direction of the small mountain village with nostalgia.

......

It's another picture,

In the cold winter, the snow was falling, and in an unknown street, a young man in shabby clothes sat in the corner of the wall shivering, and the pedestrians beside him were in a hurry, but no one stopped, but even this young man occasionally stopped, and his eyes were full of disgust and disgust.

At this time, a young girl hesitated for a moment, walked up to the young man, handed the two steamed buns to the young man, and left.

The young man was like a treasure, but a group of beggars rushed out from the corner of the street and wanted to snatch the young man's steamed buns, but the young man refused, and the beggars beat the young man, snatched the steamed buns and walked away.

Three days later, the girl looked worriedly in the direction of the street corner, but it was empty.

Originally, the place where the young man stayed was an extra snowman.

......

The last picture.

A young man sat in a sumptuous carriage, dressed in fine clothes, with a solemn and majestic countenance, not angry and arrogant, accompanied by guards on both sides of the carriage, and looked like he was not low in authority.

Suddenly, a group of killers rushed out from the corner of the street and charged towards the carriage, and the guards fought hard to resist, but in the end, they were defeated by many opponents, and they were killed one by one, and the blood stained the ground red, and the blood flowed like a river.

The young man fought desperately to break out of the siege, but he was also seriously injured and fell in an alley.

A young girl spotted him as she walked through the alley and rescued him.

Although the young man narrowly escaped the siege, he died a few days later because of his injuries.

......

The identities of these three young people are different, but what remains unchanged is that the faces of the young people are all the same, the same as Xu Meng.

Xu Meng slowly opened his eyes and looked at the tea leaves in front of him, revealing a hint of thought.

"This tea is called Sansheng, as long as you drink it, you can make people understand Sansheng." The peaceful and loving voice of the old mother of Li Shan slowly sounded in her ears.

Sansheng tea?

Xu Meng's eyes flashed a hint of suddenness, and he thanked Li Shan's mother, "Thank you for the tea." ”

"It doesn't have to be like this, speaking of which, you also helped Suzhen a lot."

Old Mother Li Shan waved her hand, not caring about it, and then smiled, "I see that Xiaoyou has the Xuanmen Righteous Law, I don't know if it is the master's disciple?" Maybe it's an old acquaintance with me. ”

Sure enough, this old mother of Li Shan has been paying attention to Bai Suzhen.

Tempting?

Xu Meng's eyes flashed slightly, "It's a casual cultivation below, and there is no teacher. ”

"Oh? Xiaoyou didn't have a teacher, so it was really rare to cultivate to such a level at such an age. ”

Mother Li Shan nodded and did not continue to ask. "Suzhen will encounter a lot of problems in the future, and I hope Xiaoyou can continue to help her."

"In the future, if you have any difficulties, you can come to my Lishan."

"The old mother is polite."

......

At the foot of Li Mountain, Xu Meng and Bai Suzhen walked slowly, and the atmosphere was a little silent.

Xu Meng thought back to his contact with Li Shan's mother, and a trace of thought flashed in his eyes.

I didn't get anything this time, and I still didn't know if Li Shan's mother was the person behind Liu Wenruo, and I didn't know what the other party wanted.

Judging from his contact with the other party, the other party did not expose anything at all, nor did he directly test himself, but simply invited himself to drink tea and chatted a few words.

But the other party has already tested himself.

Then, those images came to mind.

Sansheng tea?

Xu Meng's eyes turned slightly, and he cleared all the pictures in his mind, leaving no trace.

These pictures may be his, they may be Liu Wenruo's, but it is more likely that they were created by Li Shan's mother.

Whoever it is, there's no need to keep it.

Xu Meng turned his head to look at Lishan, and sighed slightly, these people are all old foxes who have lived for many years, and they really can't see any clues.

After all, the initiative of the conversation is not in his own place, and his level with the other party is not at the same level, in the end, his strength is too weak.

Shaking his head, Xu Meng didn't plan to continue to intervene, he didn't have much time, and he didn't have time to play calculations with them.