In a simple hut, a short-haired young man in tattered clothes and stained with blood lay quietly on the bed, his handsome face showing a frightened expression from time to time, as if he was having a nightmare. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The young man on the bed was none other than Ye Lin, who had been in a coma for a day.

Beside him, a girl with a heroic face and a refined face was holding a handkerchief, wiping the sweat beads on Ye Lin's face from time to time, and looking at Ye Lin curiously with smart eyes.

Outside, a group of burly men surrounded a white-haired old man, seemingly discussing something.

"Third child, are you sure that he is the hero we have been waiting for?" A big man with a rough face and a stubble mouth glared at a pair of tiger eyes, and asked the burly middle-aged man wearing a fur hat beside him.

The man known as the third child rolled his eyelids and said angrily, "If you ask me, then who do I ask?" "This third child is the one who saved Ye Lin on the edge of the wasteland.

The stubble man seemed to be very dissatisfied with the third child's reply, and said in a loud voice: "The ancestral training can be said that heroes are mortals who come out of the wasteland, otherwise those bull-nosed Taoist priests will not all become heroes." ”

The third child glared at the stubble man, and said angrily: "Sixth, you pig brains! Lao Tzu is not a bull's nose, how do I know if he is a monk or not?"

Hearing this, the stubble man was about to go crazy, and he was old, but he was interrupted by a hearty scolding.

"Enough, how old are they, noisy, what does it look like"

It was the white-haired old man in the center of the crowd who made a scolding sound.

The old man stroked his white beard, his eyes flashed with bursts of essence from time to time, he looked at Ye Lin who was still unconscious in the room, and after a while, he suddenly said, "He is not an immortal cultivator. ”

Hearing this, the old man looked at him for a moment, although he was rough and uninhibited, but the old man was the most prestigious elder in the village, and he respected and admired him from the bottom of his heart. At this moment, the old man had already spoken, and not only him, but the rest of the people also believed it.

The old man ignored the others, and said to himself: "The Taoist cultivates the Yuan, and the spirit becomes the aggregate body, and the meridians in his body must have the true Yuan flowing. The meridians in this child's body do not have the slightest true element flow, but his physical body is so tenacious. ”

The old man stroked his beard with a look of praise on his face.

When the people around heard this, their faces changed, and the old man had never praised a person like this.

"This kid, is it really that powerful?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

The old man smiled and said slowly: "Of all the people under the age of thirty in my Desolate Village, there is no one whose physical strength can compare with this child?"

As soon as the old man said this, the big men around him were even more incredulous, and even a little restless.

"What? Could it be that Feng Tian and Gu Ling can't compare to him?"

"That's right, there are a lot of excellent children in my generation of young people in the deserted village, how can they not be as good as an outsider. ”

......

One after another injustices sounded, all questioning the old man's words, to which the old man just smiled and did not answer.

"Ahh

Hearing this, the old man's face was happy, and he walked quickly to the room. The rest of the big men also looked curious, and as the old man walked into the house, they wanted to see what was so special about this young man, and what could make the old man give such a high evaluation.

Inside the hut, Ye Lin sat up suddenly, sweating profusely, and the picture of An Yue and Ning Zining having blood all over his body in his dream still echoed in front of him.

"Xiao Ning, how are you?" He muttered, not noticing the girl staring at him with curiosity on the side of the bed.

"Are you okay!" the girl's crisp voice came into Ye Lin's ears, and he realized that there was a pretty girl with a heroic face standing next to him.

"I'm fine, this, where is this?" After Ye Lin eased his mind, he directly asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"This is the Desolate Village, you fainted on the border of the Endless Wasteland, and it was me and Uncle I brought you back. As the girl spoke, she stared at Ye Lin curiously, seeing that his face was a little unnatural.

At this moment, an old man with a charitable face and a blue cloth robe walked in with a group of burly men.

"Young man, how do you feel when you finally wake up?" As soon as the old man entered the door, he asked with a concerned face.

Ye Lin's expression froze, he felt that the old man was too enthusiastic, and he didn't seem to know this old man!

Although he was puzzled in his heart, out of politeness, he still got up and bowed to the old man, "Thank you for the old man's concern, I'm fine." ”

The old man nodded, seeing Ye Lin so polite, the affection in his heart increased even more. He stroked his beard and smiled: "Young man, don't be restrained, I am the master, you are the guest, you can treat this as your home." ”

Ye Lin's face was slightly stunned, and he didn't understand the meaning of the old man's words.

"Well, that's good!"

The old man looked at Ye Lin and sighed again, then turned around and said loudly to the big man behind him: "I announce, from today onwards, the ......"

The old man paused suddenly, turned to Ye Lin and asked, "Young man, what's your name?"

"Ye Lin. Ye Lin replied confusedly.

The old man nodded, turned around and continued to say in a loud voice: "Okay, now I announce that from today onwards, Ye Lin will be the desolate spirit of my desolate village. ”

Suddenly, the crowd seemed to explode.

"What, how do you make him a desolate spirit?"

"That's right, my desolate village is full of talents, how can I let an outsider be a desolate spirit?"

......

Not to mention those big men, even Ye Lin was at a loss, and he suddenly felt as if he had been trapped.

"Wait, senior, we don't know each other, and besides, I'm not interested in that desolate spirit, so you'd better find someone else!"

As soon as Ye Lin said this, the crowd suddenly quieted down, and all turned their eyes to the old man in Tsing Yi, they knew the temper of the old man in Tsing Yi. This young man will be unlucky!

The old man didn't speak, staring at Ye Lin tightly, until Ye Lin had goosebumps all over his body.

Suddenly, the old man smiled.

"Ye Lin, are you from the other side of the Endless Wasteland?" The old man asked in a deep voice.

Ye Lin thought for a moment and nodded.

"Then are you an immortal cultivator?" the old man asked again.

Ye Lin was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and said in his heart that he had not even succeeded in accepting Yuan, so he should not be considered an immortal cultivator, so he shook his head honestly.

The old man slapped his thigh, "Isn't this over, you are not a person who crosses the wasteland, and you are not an immortal cultivator, this desolate spirit, you should be appropriate, and you should be appropriate." The old man's words gradually hardened.

Ye Lin was silent and did not speak. Seeing this, the old man smiled, that smile was as obscene as it was.

"Go back first, I have something to explain to the desolate spirit. The old man flicked the sleeves of his robe and drove the rest out, leaving only Ye Lin and the heroic girl.

The old man's smile hidden, and he said with some seriousness: "Ye Lin, don't think that you want to be a desolate spirit to make you feel wronged, no matter how many people fight for their heads, they may not be able to fight for this position, but it's good for you to give me a face." ”

Hearing this, Ye Lin looked at the old man, and finally held back a few words: "What is a desolate spirit." ”

The old man was stunned, and immediately deflated, patted his forehead, and then remembered that Ye Lin was an outsider, and he didn't know the meaning of the desolate spirit at all.

The heroic girl couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw that the old man was choked by Ye Lin's anger.

The old man's eyes widened, and he blew his beard and said, "Gu Ling girl, do you want to be angry with grandpa? ”

The girl named Gu Ling smiled and said, "Village Chief Grandpa, Ye Lin just woke up, and he doesn't know what kind of place this is?

Ye Lin nodded in agreement, as if that's what I thought.

The old man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and finally sighed, "Okay, the old man will tell me what a desolate spirit is." ”

When the desolate spirit was mentioned, the old man's eyes suddenly showed a kind of vicissitudes and melancholy, as if he had returned to the distant past.

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