Lin Meng, who was getting more and more anxious, wanted to go back to the bed where he was lying, and suddenly Lin Meng opened his eyes.

"Xiaomeng, you finally woke up, you have fainted for a day and a night. It's good that you're breathing normally, or I'd have taken you to the town hospital. Seeing Lin Meng wake up, his father Lin Jiadong said happily to Lin Meng.

"One day and one night, whatever the situation, I feel that it has been almost more than a month, is it that the time in the Holy Heavenly Palace is inconsistent with the outside. ”

"Stinky boy, what are you muttering about, how does it feel, does your head still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, I feel better!" As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach rang out uncontrollably.

"I'm hungry, too, I haven't eaten for a day, you get up and wash it, I'll make you something to eat, I don't know what to do in a day, make me look like a mud monkey." Saying that, Lin Jiadong turned around and walked out, hearing his father say this, Lin Meng took a look at his body, what was the situation of the uncle, the whole body was greasy and greasy, and it also emitted a foul smell. Lin Meng hurriedly got up and rushed outside the door. "Bump" directly came into close contact with a big apple tree in the yard, the tree was swayed, and the leaves fell down one after another, but Lin Meng didn't have anything. "Uncle, my body hasn't adapted to my current cultivation yet, so I have to take some time to get used to it. Fortunately, it wasn't very fast just now, and if it had been faster, the tree would have suffered, and I don't know how to explain it then. ”

"Is there an earthquake, why are you still shaking, Xiaomeng, what are you doing?"

"Ahh

"It's all so big and so reckless, have you been injured?"

"No, I tried to wash it, it stinks. ”

"Hurry up, I'm almost right here. ”

"Got it!" Lin Meng turned around and walked slowly towards the river, not because he didn't want to hurry up, but because he didn't dare, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control it and rushed directly to the stone wall on the other side of the river to play Dafa.

Lin Jiadong, who happened to come out with a bowl of noodles, came out and saw Lin Meng sneakily walking towards the river.

"Stinky boy, what the hell are you doing, going to take a shower and acting like a thief?"

"Hehe" Lin Meng turned around and smiled at his father, then continued to walk cautiously into the river and began to scrub the greasy on his body.

"This stinky boy is nervous, he can't really break his brain, right, but it's not like it?" Lin Jiadong turned around and entered the house in confusion. At this time, Lin Meng's mother Yang Lan came back with a basket on her back, and with a "shhhhhh didn't take a breath, so he hurriedly walked home and said, "Lao Lin, is Xiaomeng awake, if he doesn't wake up, he can't wait any longer, hurry up and send him to the hospital." ”

"When he woke up, I asked him to take a bath in the river in front of the door, and somehow he got dirty. ”

"Are you alright?"

"He's got a, he's nervous, and he's going to kill me. ”

Lin Meng practiced controlling his strength while taking a bath, and slowly began to adapt, looking inward according to the mental method, the golden pill the size of a baby's fist in the dantian rotated in it according to a mysterious trajectory, the aura in the meridians was incomparably abundant, every muscle was linear, and the skin after washing off the greasy became more and more white. Lin Meng tried to operate the mental method, and only a scarce and pitiful aura in the air converged towards him, "What the master said is right, the aura of the earth is indeed thin and pitiful, what is the reason, let's inquire slowly in the future." After Lin Meng was familiar with the strength of his confidant and the control of his body several times, he was sure that there was no problem, so he walked from the river to the shore, put on his clothes and walked towards home.

"Mom, you're back!" As soon as Lin Meng arrived at the door, he saw his mother sitting at the table holding a bowl and drinking water.

"How do you feel that this kid is wrong, what's wrong, um••••••" Yang Lan raised her head and glanced at Lin Meng, thinking in her heart.

"It seems that things are going to be bad, how can you explain it?" Lin Meng also thought secretly.

"Hey, Mom, you must be hungry, you eat first, I'll cook some by myself." Lin Meng was ready to find an excuse to slip away.

"I'm not hungry, come here, sit down and eat!" Yang Lan stared at Lin Meng with a puzzled face, staring at Lin Meng's heart, so she had to sit down hard, pull the bowl of noodles, and keep pulling her head down.

"Smack," the mother slapped the table hard and stood up. "I said what's wrong, Xiaomeng, why did your face suddenly become like a little girl, yes, it looks like a little girl. ”

"Mom, spare me, why don't you become a detective! How do you tell me to explain! Tell you, your son has practiced the world's miracles, can you believe it?" Lin Meng thought depressedly, burying his head lower and lower.

"Bah, it's really tender and slippery!" Lin Jiadong walked over and pinched Lin Meng's face and said. As he spoke, he looked at Yang Lan. Yang Lan glanced at Lin Jiadong fiercely and ignored him.

"Say, stinky boy, what's going on!"

Lin Meng was even more depressed, what is this, what about the three halls of trial!" "Forget it, both horizontal and vertical are dead, let it out, save trouble in the future, solve it at once, anyway, I have to tell them in the future." ”

"Don't say it yet, right? Think about it!" Yang Lan looked at him with a pretended anger.

"Okay, okay, I said, I said, wait a minute. With that, Lin Meng turned around the house, what was he looking for?

"Let you explain, what are you wandering around, tell you not to try to fool the past, hurry up and explain honestly!"

"I know Mom, wait, I'll find a prop!" Walking to the side of the stairs and seeing the sickle inserted in the stairs, Lin Meng walked over, picked it up and checked it in his hand. "It's you!" he said, pressing the scythe to his wrist.

This was repaid, Lin Jiadong rushed to Lin Meng with a quick hand, and snatched the sickle with one hand. Then he yelled loudly: "Dead old woman, explain, explain, you have to force people to death to feel at ease."

"Xiaomeng, mom won't force you, let's not talk about it, ah!" Yang Lan hurriedly came over and hugged Lin Meng, and said with a crying voice, and the tears fell down.

"Oh, my brain, what's going on, why is the misunderstanding getting deeper and deeper?" patted his mother on the back and said, "Mom, it's okay, it's okay, I'm just going to prove it." Yang Lan's body trembled slightly, obviously frightened, Lin Meng recalled everything before his "death", and suddenly felt extremely guilty in his heart, and secretly swore in his heart: "Parents, in this life, I want you to live forever and be glorious for a lifetime, and no one can bully you from today on." ”

"Okay, Mom, it's okay, it's okay!" Hearing Lin Meng's voice, Yang Lan became a little better, and slowly let go of Lin Meng, tears still rolling in her eyes.

"Stinky boy, you're going to kill me!"

"Dad, give me the scythe!"

"Have you made enough trouble, it's almost enough, what else do you want to do?" Lin Jiadong glared at Lin Meng with a blue face and shouted loudly, the momentum of the head of the family is really not covered.

"Hey, hey, it's enough, Dad, I'll take it and put it away, yes, put it!" Lin Meng smiled cutely haha.

Lin Jiadong's face was a little better, and the sickle he was holding handed to Lin Meng. Lin Meng took the sickle, held the two ends of the sickle with both hands and broke it gently, and broke it in two with a "snap", "This can also hurt me, you are too nervous!" Lin Meng said indifferently.

"Hell, this, this, this sickle is too fake, I bought it the street yesterday, could it be that Lao Tzu was deceived by that bastard, seventeen yuan!" Lin Jiadong said angrily, snatched a piece with a wooden handle from Lin Meng's hand, and broke it hard like Lin Meng, but the sickle was very faceless and unharmed, "I don't believe it yet", picked it up and put it in front of me to look at it, it was really iron, and the fracture was also new. Don't•••••

"You, do it again, slow down!" Lin Jiadong handed the half of the scythe to Lin Meng. Lin Meng took it, pinched the two ends, broke it gently, and broke it in two, Lin Jiadong snatched the two cutting knives again, and compared the photos in surprise, Yang Lan opened her mouth widely, and she didn't dare to breathe and stood there watching.

"You, you, how did you do it. Lin Jiadong stammered.

"That's it, break it gently, it's broken!" Lin Meng said in a daze.

"Smack" The Lin family all looked at the back of Lin Meng's head. "Honestly, there's something else to hide from us, don't tell me honestly and see how I clean you up. ”

Lin Meng picked up the tip of the broken knife on the ground and quickly scratched it vigorously on the back of his hand.

"Stinky boy, come back, look for death!" Lin Jiadong hugged Lin Meng's left hand at once, and while taking off his clothes, he was about to wrap it around Lin Meng's hand, when he pulled up Lin Meng's hand, Lin Jiadong's mouth opened wide, and he was about to stuff two eggs, and looked at Lin Meng's hand in horror, because there was no blood on the back of his hand, let alone a wound, only four or five white marks on it. "TMD, what a hell of a day today. "How sharp this sickle is, Lin Jiadong uses it to cut grass every day, he doesn't know, but how can this be?

Lin Jiadong took the cutting knife from Lin Meng's right hand, pulled up Lin Meng's right hand, and gently stroked it, it's okay. I increased the force a little more, and I pulled it. "Hey, it's still fine. "Whoa, whoa, whoa••••••" Lin Jiadong's strength became bigger and bigger, and he was pulling on Lin Meng's hand like a saw, except for the sound of the sickle edge rubbing against the skin, there was no scratch at all.

"Say, who the hell are you, where did you get my son?" Lin Jiadong asked loudly as he stayed away from Lin Meng.

"I'm •••••, I'm •••••," Lin Meng covered his head, depressed and didn't know what to say.

"Mom, take a good look at whether I am your son or not. Yang Lan heard Lin Meng call herself before she came to her senses from the shock, walked to Lin Meng's side, and carefully circled around Lin Meng to check it.

"It's my son, yes, but my son hasn't seen this ability. ”

"Dad, Mom, don't be suspicious, I'm indeed your son, as for why I'm like this, you sit down and listen to it slowly, okay!"

"This is good, you also sit down, stand and look tall, right?" Lin Jiadong glanced at Lin Meng and said.

"I, I, I'm not too late!"

"Are you going to say it or not?"

"Hehe, didn't I prepare, I fell off a tree that day and fainted!" Lin Jiadong interjected. Yang Lan gave him a blank look, and then he closed his mouth and sat up straight.

"After I fainted, I met a white-bearded old man in my mind, he said that he was a god in the sky, and asked me to worship him as a teacher, and after seeing his skills, I •••••• "This lying and making up stories is really tiring."

"Didn't lie?" Lin Jiadong still stared at Lin Meng suspiciously.

"No, sure no!" Lin Meng hurriedly agreed.

Lin Jiadong stood up and came behind Lin Meng, grabbed him from behind, Lin Meng was afraid of hurting his father, so he didn't dare to act rashly, Lin Jiadong pressed Lin Meng to the table at once. "Old immortal, what do you want to do, my mother and you have fought hard. After Yang Lan finished speaking, she stood up and scratched at Lin Jiadong. Lin Jiadong didn't care about her, he held down Lin Meng with one hand, and picked up Lin Meng's pants with the other, and a birthmark like a small red flower on his buttocks was exposed.

"Hahaha, look, it's our son, that's right. Lin Jiadong said to Yang Lan stupidly. Yang Lan stopped, it turned out that she had made a mistake, and her face turned a rare red.

"You goods, still press it, believe it or not, the old lady will continue to scratch!" is too strong, in all the memories of Lin Meng, I have never seen such a strong mother, in Lin Meng's memory, my mother is the image of a hard-working, hard-working rural woman.