The middle-aged Lang Zhong's eyes widened and he was stunned for a full dozen breaths before he reacted.

He hurriedly stretched out his hands to help Zimo and Zi Chan, and suddenly realized that his hands that had just grabbed the herbs were a little dirty, Xie Jingtian wiped them on his body, and then said while helping Zimo and the two of them: "What are you two doing, you must not do this great gift, if there is any difficulty, I Xie Jingtian will never shirk if I can help." ”

Xie Jingtian was also a little overwhelmed by the actions of the two people in front of him, in his eyes, these two people were either rich or expensive, and there was something to ask him for.

But Zimo and Zician didn't get up, and the two raised their heads, their eyes slightly red.

Zi Chan's voice with a hint of crying, slowly said: "Twenty-eight years ago, it snowed heavily, the winter of that year was particularly cold, I lived with my brother in the broken temple at the entrance of the village for the night, as a result, I was sick and fever in the middle of the night, my brother hugged me to come to the rescue, thanks to Lang Zhong to save my life, and gave my brother and sister food when leaving, although this matter has passed more than 20 years, but my brother and I have never forgotten, I came to thank you for saving your life." ”

When the middle-aged Langzhong Xie Jingtian heard Zi Chan's words, he suddenly remembered that he met a little beggar that night many years ago, at first he thought it was for begging for food, but finally found out that it was for his sister to see a doctor.

It was also that time that Xie Jingtian thought of his younger brother who had passed away for many years, and then he was moved by compassion.

After seeing the doctor, Xie Jingtian gave the little beggar a few steamed buns, and when he saw that it was snowy and cold outside, he let the two stay in the firewood room for the night.

Although decades have passed since this incident, and even the appearance of the two little beggars has been forgotten, he still remembers the little beggar who is his elder brother with a solemn expression, kneeling on the ground and saying, "As long as you save my sister, I am willing to do anything in this life to repay." ”

He also always thought that this was just a child's words spoken by the little beggar to save his sister.

But now seeing the two people kneeling in front of him, Xie Jingtian couldn't overlap with the two little beggars back then.

It's just that Xie Jingtian, who is over half a hundred years old, looked at the sincere eyes of the two, as if he was touched by something, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

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"Hurry up, please get up, saving your sister back then was a trivial matter, and besides, I am a man, it is my duty to save people, and I don't deserve such a big gift."

Xie Jingtian helped the two of them up, with a rare smile on his face.

If it weren't for their brother and sister to say who they were, they would never have recognized them, and the two of them have undergone earth-shaking changes in more than 20 years.

"My name is Zimo, this is my sister Zi Chan, and behind me is my senior sister and master."

Zimo introduced them one by one, Ji Zhengtian and the three of them also clenched their fists slightly, although the person in front of them was a mortal, but just because he saved Zi Chan, it was worth their gift.

Xie Jingtian looked a little uneasy, he also saw that Zimo and the others must not be simple now, when did he see such a scene in a small man, he seemed a little unfavorable when he spoke.

Zimo also saw Xie Jingtian's crampedness, glanced at Liu Yun, who was quietly retreating, and changed the topic: "What's going on?" ”

A trace of struggle flashed in Xie Jingtian's eyes, and he was silent for a moment, and finally he smiled, "It's nothing, it's just some short things in the family." ”

He doesn't say it doesn't mean that others don't say it, especially this kind of small mountain village has never lacked people with wind in his ears, a mother-in-law behind him who obviously thinks she has a good posture coughed lightly, and after secretly glancing at Zimo, she poured the things she knew like beans on the bamboo tube, and almost picked out Liu Yun's ancestors for eighteen generations, and finally began to introduce herself, saying that she was a widow, twenty-eight this year, and had no children or anything like that.

Hearing that the more she said later, the more outrageous it became, Zimo quickly interrupted her words and glanced at Xie Jing

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God," he said, but really? ”

Xie Jingtian smiled awkwardly and finally nodded.

Zimo turned his head and beckoned to Liu Yun, who was about to escape, and Liu Yun instantly found that he couldn't move, and then he was horrified to find that he had appeared in front of the white-haired man.

"You're a youkai? Or a god..."

Liu Yun trembled in his heart.

"I remember you."

Zimo clutched his sleeves with a smile on his face.

"My sister likes to eat meat buns since she was a child, I remember that your family opened a bun shop, the name is Liu Ji soup meat buns, one day my sister just stood not far from your bun shop, and looked at your freshly baked meat buns a few more times, and was beaten and kicked by your hair, if I didn't come in time, my sister would probably be beaten to death by you, when my sister was only ten years old, you were thirteen years old, so old to start without seriousness, it seems that some people are not old and become bad, but are born bad."

Liu Yun's memories of the past finally woke up at this moment, and he also remembered the two little beggars who had a meal but did not have a meal.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that more than 20 years later, the two of them had changed so much that he couldn't connect the two of them with the little beggar back then.

"Immortal, spare me, I was also young and ignorant at that time, you just treat me as a fart, let me go."

Liu Yun came out of the feces and urine at this moment, and he usually played tricks in the nest, but now he finally knows that he is afraid.

Zimo ignored the horror on Liu Yun's face, and he slowly spoke: "It stands to reason that I shouldn't have anything to do with you as a mortal, but I'm a narrow-minded person, and I don't have to care about this. Especially for the person who hurt my sister, I remember it clearly, plus what you did today, I will forget the new hatred and old hatred with you, people often say that good has good and evil is rewarded, it is not that the time has not yet come, I thought it was just a self-consolation word, and now it seems that there is really some truth. ”

When the words fell, Zimo waved his sleeves, as if he was shaking off the dust on his body, and the bodies of Liu Yun and his father turned into ashes at the same time.

Everyone present had never seen such a scene, shouting "ghost, ghost" one by one and fleeing in all directions.

Shaking his head, Zimo smiled faintly, "It's not good for Senior Sister Lao to erase their memories and cause psychological shadows to them, although I am not a good person, I am not so bad." ”

Bai Qing flattened his mouth, muttered a sentence that Mo didn't hear clearly, and his figure appeared in a flash above the scattered villagers, erasing their memories one by one.

Zi Chan saw Bai Qingqian walking away, glanced at Zimo with a smile, leaned forward slightly, approached Zimo, and whispered: "Brother, does Senior Sister Bai like you?" ”

Zimo's eyes widened, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Zi Cicada's head, and said with a wry smile: "What do you think about every day in your little head!" ”

Zician still didn't give up, "Then have you ever liked Senior Sister Bai?" ”

"Nope."

Zimo rolled up his sleeves and answered categorically.

Zi Chan pursed her lips, then stretched out her right index finger, put her thumb in the middle of her index finger, she gestured in front of Zimo's eyes, and said without giving up: "Nothing like this?" ”

"Nope!"

Zi Chan moved his thumb up a few more points, staring at Zi Mo's eyes, "So much?" ”

"Not either."

Zimo couldn't cry or laugh, this sister of herself!

The cicada drooped its head like a deflated ball, sighing.

Xue Ningchen behind Zimo glanced at Zi Cicada,

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There was a smile on his face.

Sticking out his tongue, Zicicada stretched out his slap and gently swiped it across his cheek, pretending to slap himself, the meaning was obvious, I was wrong, I was too talkative.

Zimo's face was bitter, and he kept begging for mercy with his hands folded, he was afraid of this sister.

It's just that Zimo didn't notice it, and Ji Zhengtian, who was behind him, sighed softly.

Xie Jingtian was like in a dream at this time, he really didn't expect that the two little beggars he had saved were now immortals, and he actually saw a real immortal!

"I've read in books, you're all immortals."

Zimo's face was instantly full of smiles, and he said flatly: "We are just monks, how can it be so easy to become an immortal." ”

Xie Jingtian didn't know what a monk was, and he was also a very powerful person, so he moved his lips and stopped talking.

Zimo saw Xie Jingtian's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and said with a smile: "I can come today just to fulfill the promise I made back then, what I said back then is still counted now, whether you want gold, silver and jewelry, live a long life, or become a dignitary, I can satisfy you." ”

"Those... I don't want any of that, I just..."

Speaking of this, Xie Jingtian knelt down with a thud and said in a trembling voice: "It's just that my son has a physical problem, but I, as Lang Zhong, am helpless, I want to use your immortal means to definitely be able to save him, if you can save him, I Xie Jingtian is grateful." ”

Zimo hurriedly helped Xie Jingtian up, "Don't worry, if you can, I'll take a look at your child's situation first, let's talk slowly, and besides, if you can save my sister back then, I can save your son today." ”

The reason why Zimo said so confidently was because the master behind him, Ji Zhengtian, was a Dan master, if he couldn't do it, wouldn't there still be a master, and he wanted to use the master's means to catch some incurable diseases of mortals.

Xie Jingtian also knew that he was a little emotional just now, and he nodded fiercely, "Yes... Right... It's that I'm too anxious. ”

It turned out that Xie Jingtian only had this son when he was forty-eight years old, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he was an old man, and his son was exactly six years old this year.

Xie Jingtian, who has always had a son, loves his son in every way, and gives whatever he wants, as long as he can get it, no matter what he thinks, he will find it for his son.

But when his son was four years old, something happened.

Xie Jingtian went out to collect medicine, and when he came back, he heard from his wife that his son didn't know what was wrong, and his body was cold and gradually stiffened.

Xie Jingtian was shocked when he heard this, only the dead can have this situation, so frightened that he hurried to see his son, and what made him breathe a sigh of relief was that his son was not dead, but he had been unconscious for some reason.

This made Xie Jingtian anxious, he tried his best to check the medical books, but in the end he didn't find the cause of his son's illness.

In this way, the husband and wife guarded their son every day, and the wife washed her face with tears every day, saying that her husband and wife had not done anything immoral, and they had saved the lives of many people, why did they encounter such a thing.

In this way, Xie Jingtian's son remained in a coma until one day it rained heavily.

On that day, the thunder in the sky pierced the sky like a dragon, and the rain fell like a waterfall.

That night, his youngest son suddenly woke up and said something inexplicable.

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