In the midst of the screams, the guy who led the way looked down and saw that there was a huge gap between his chest and abdomen, as if it had been torn open by something, and his own chest and abdomen were directly torn in half, leaving only the neck above the neck still connected.

The screaming only rang out for a moment before it stopped abruptly because there was no breath supply, and at the same time stopped the guy's life. Until he died, he didn't know what had attacked him or how he had become like this.

Yang Chen, who had been watching from a distance, could see it clearly. The scene just now also startled Yang Chen, but then he felt that it was clear.

It was the fool who he thought was not the main man before, and when the guy from Danding Gate just showed a little hostility towards the fool, it seemed that it was just a fool in the Yuan Infant Stage, and his body passed directly through the body of the disciple of Danding Sect with lightning speed. The huge wound on the body of the disciple of the Danding Sect was simply the result of being torn by a fool.

Now Yang Chen can be completely sure that this fool is the Lin Zhengyuan he is looking for. At that moment, for the counterattack of a hostile person and the clean and neat action of tearing apart an immortal cultivator with his bare hands, Yang Chen couldn't think of anyone else except Lin Zhengyuan, who was sent down to the spirit realm.

To be honest, seeing Lin Zhengyuan's skills, Yang Chen had a feeling in his heart that even if he didn't have to take care of him by all means, Lin Zhengyuan would probably be safe and sound in the Spirit Realm Demon Tribulation.

Lin Zhengyuan, who had killed the disciples of the Danding Sect, returned to his original position and sat down, looking at the sky blankly again. Yang Chen glanced at it, except for a few clouds in the sky, there was nothing else, but Lin Zhengyuan seemed to look at it with relish, and he didn't feel bored at all.

At this moment, Yang Chen suddenly felt a little envious of Lin Zhengyuan. Others seem to see how pitiful Lin Zhengyuan is when he loses his senses, but Yang Chen envies his carefree state of mind, which is a pity. Yang Chen had too many worries in his heart, even if he couldn't do it like Lin Zhengyuan.

Lin Zhengyuan, who was staring at the sky blankly, maintained his original posture for another day, and basically did not move. He looked at the clouds and the sky during the day, and the stars at night, as if there was some esoteric secret in the sky waiting for him to study.

There are quite a few aborigines here, and it doesn't seem strange that there is a monk's corpse not far from Lin Zhengyuan. They all stepped forward in a hurry. Hands-on, things are taken, the corpses are buried, and the bags on the body are naturally divided among others. All of this was born not far from Lin Zhengyuan's side, but he didn't seem to see it.

Yang Chen did not directly come forward to contact Lin Zhengyuan, but followed a few aborigines back to their homes. Then he showed up and asked.

For a monk, even if it is only a monk in the foundation building period, this aboriginal family maintains enough respect. Completely ignoring Yang Chen's current cultivation, he was respectful and everything he should have, so that Yang Chen couldn't find anything wrong. Compared to this aboriginal family, those disciples of the Danding Sect were simply blind people with eyes.

"Shangxian is asking Dasha!" When Yang Chen asked about Lin Zhengyuan, the head of the household immediately replied: "We don't know where he came from. I've been here for some years, and I've always been like that. As long as you don't mess with him, he won't take care of others, and we've all gotten used to it for so many years. ”

"What does he like?" Yang Chen asked again, hoping that this aboriginal could give him a little answer.

"I don't know!" To Yang Chen's surprise, the head of the aboriginal household shook his head directly: "We have never talked, I don't know what he likes." Anyway, he doesn't get in everyone's way, and no one cares about him. Someone wanted to bully him. As a result, he was killed, and later people were afraid, and no one dared to talk to him. ”

After some inquiry, it was basically the same words. Lin Zhengyuan is just looking at the sky stupidly here, he has never done anything else, and people don't dare to provoke him, so he has maintained such a state until now.

The method of trying to figure out how to communicate with Lin Zhengyuan from the aborigines has failed. Yang Chen could only think of ideas from other channels.

After thinking about it carefully for two days, Yang Chen suddenly realized that Lin Zhengyuan only seemed to react to hostility. It's not too difficult to get in touch with.

Yang Chen was not hostile to Lin Zhengyuan at all, so he had no worries about this at all. Even if Lin Zhengyuan used the cultivation of Jin Immortal or Da Luo Jin Immortal, he could make a judgment on the hidden hostility, but for a person like Yang Chen who was not hostile at all, there was no need to worry about security.

Lin Zhengyuan was still staring at the sky blankly, and a tempting fragrance suddenly wafted next to him. Instinctively, Lin Zhengyuan sniffed, and then swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Would you like to eat?" a gentle voice sounded beside him, and then a plate full of tempting delicacies was brought to him: "Take a few bites and taste it!"

If it is a normal person, you must see who the other party is, whether you should give in, and acquaintances should be polite before thanking you before eating. But for Lin Zhengyuan, a simple-minded guy, there are no such cumbersome steps at all.

He already keenly felt that the people around him had no ill will towards him at all, and just wanted him to eat something. I don't know how many years he hasn't eaten, where can he withstand such a temptation, he directly reached out and took the largest piece of meat from the plate, gobbled it into his mouth, and chewed it in a big gulp.

"Eat slowly, there's a lot more. Yang Chen persuaded in his mouth, but with the other hand, he handed over a cup of mellow jade dragon brew: "Drink some wine, let's eat together." ”

As they spoke, there was already an extra table between the two, and then a dozen delicacies that had hurried over were placed on it.

Lin Zhengyuan didn't say anything, and after taking a big sip, he just reached out and grabbed the contents of each plate and stuffed it into his mouth. Gongsun Ling appeared and gave Yang Chen a disgusted look, and then put a pair of jade-toothed ivory carved chopsticks next to Lin Zhengyuan, and Wen Yan comforted: "Slow down, use chopsticks." ”

In Yang Chen's stunned eyes, Lin Zhengyuan put down the dishes in his hand, wiped his hands like an idiot, and then picked up the chopsticks and began to pick up the dishes on the table.

The wind and clouds of this meal can almost be compared to when the fat man of Beijing swept the food. After eating, Lin Zhengyuan burped wildly without the slightest image, and then touched his belly, with a satisfied look on his face.

"I have a fun little thing here, do you want to play?" Seeing that Lin Zhengyuan was full of food and drink, Gongsun Ling put away those cups and plates, and Yang Chen asked Lin Zhengyuan in a seductive tone.