Chapter 013 The Old Man

Chapter 013 The Old Man

Tang Feng just glanced at the old man briefly, then looked away, he didn't care that there were others beside him, he knelt in front of his mother's grave, and kowtowed nine times in a proper manner.

Touching his forehead on the cold marble steps, Tang Feng felt a sense of loss again.

After kowtowing, he didn't get up, but straightened his upper body, fixed his eyes on his mother's smile in the photo, and sighed silently.

After a while, Tang Feng saw that the sky had gradually brightened, and he missed the little girl in his heart, so he got up and prepared to leave.

Just as Tang Feng got up, the drunken old man also got up. His misty eyes looked at Tang Feng, and Tang Feng glanced at him indifferently.

The eyes of the two met briefly, and Tang Feng turned around indifferently.

The old man's expression changed abruptly, his half-drunk face became sober in an instant, his squinted eyes suddenly widened, he stared straight at Tang Feng without taking his eyes off, and he was shocked.

Just now, the two of them looked at each other for a short moment, and the old man already felt an unusually powerful aura that hardly belonged to this world rushing toward his face.

In front of him was clearly an ordinary-looking young man, nothing special, but there was something extremely complicated in his gaze, which he could not grasp or see clearly. When the eyes crossed, an invisible pressure rushed towards him like overwhelming mountains and seas. For many years, he had never felt such a powerful force.

"Young man, are you also a martial artist?" Seeing that the young man had turned around to leave, the old man hurriedly called to stop him.

Tang Feng stopped, turned around slightly, and looked at the old man again.

"no."

Tang Feng said plainly, and then left without looking back.

Behind him, only the old man was left standing in place, watching Tang Feng's receding back, with a serious expression on his brows.

Even though the young man spoke calmly and did not admit his identity as a martial artist, the old man could clearly feel the terrifying murderous intent emanating from him, as well as the unmatched contempt for the vast sea and the world powerful aura.

It seems that this person has seen through everything in the world, and it seems that no matter what power, money, or status is in his eyes, it is nothing.

But he, who is so young, shouldn't have experienced so many things, so how could he be so indifferent to the vicissitudes of the world?

This young man is definitely not a simple person, but he has never seen it, or even heard of it.

What is his origin?

In the eyes of the old man, there was a strong curiosity. Originally, he just mourned his former comrades-in-arms as usual, but he did not expect such an unexpected encounter.

He walked slowly towards the tombstone that the young man had bowed to just now, and what he saw was a picture of a kind and ordinary old woman. He wrote down the name of the old woman, narrowed his eyes slightly, and made up his mind to follow this clue to find to that young man.

After Tang Feng returned to the villa, it was still quiet inside, only the old housekeeper was busy making breakfast, and there was no movement in other rooms, it seemed that no one else got up yet.

Standing at the door of the little girl, Tang Feng could feel that she was sleeping peacefully and her breathing was steady. He smiled unconsciously, then went back to his room and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Taking a deep breath, a hot current flowed from the dantian, and gradually spread to all the limbs. Tang Feng could clearly feel the veins in his whole body pass through like an electric current.

Although the primordial spirit was damaged and all his practice was lost, after Tang Feng made the air flow flow all over his body, he let out a sigh of relief. His condition is not too bad. According to the current physical and mental strength, if he wants to Re-cultivation, the starting point is also very high, at least it can surpass all martial arts.

It's just that on this earth, the spiritual energy is almost exhausted. If you want to practice to the previous realm of Ziwei Xingjun, it is really not an easy task.

But no matter how difficult it is, practice must begin! Otherwise, I am afraid that my primordial spirit will never be repaired, and my former power will also be impossible to obtain.

Having already experienced the pinnacle state, it is impossible for him to be an ordinary person again.

Tang Feng thought to himself, he tried his best to go back to the earth, it was only the first step of a new start, there was still a long way to go, and the environment of the earth was so bad, he didn't want to practice hard for decades like other martial artists For hundreds of years, they are just like ants, just living a few years longer than ordinary people.

In addition to the matter of cultivation, Lin Mengjia is also extremely important.

Tang Feng didn't know what happened to make Lin Mengjia's temperament change drastically, and he became so alienated from himself. Presumably Lin Mengjia would not tell him.

But Tang Feng didn't care. To him, these were trivial matters. Sooner or later, he would figure out that the most urgent task was to solve Lin Mengjia's current troubles, or in other words, the little girl's troubles.

Obviously, behind Lin Mengjia, there was someone hiding in the dark all the time, spying on her every move, waiting for an opportunity to act. This person had great energy. Although Tang Feng could detect his existence, he couldn't find him out for a while.

If this person is not eliminated, the little girl and Lin Mengjia will always be in danger.

After thinking for a long time, Tang Feng heard noises outside, which meant that everyone had already got up, so he also got up and went out.

The little girl got up from the bed and came to knock on Tang Feng's door. Just as she raised her hand, the door opened.

She raised her head and looked at Tang Feng with a happy smile on her face. She took a step forward and hugged Tang Feng's leg: "Uncle Uncle, I dreamed about you last night."

Tang Feng squatted down with a smile, looked at the little girl in front of him, her hair was disheveled and uncombed, she was very cute, he stretched out his hand to hug her, and asked with a smile: "What did you dream about uncle?"

"I dreamed that my uncle took me to the playground." Lin Yaoyao put her hands behind her back, tilted her head, looked at Tang Feng, her small eyes were full of expectation.

Tang Feng couldn't help but laugh.

It is clear that this little girl wants to go to the playground, and she is doing her own tricks here! Are children nowadays so smart?

Now that the little girl proposed, Tang Feng certainly would not refuse, and nodded immediately: "Then today uncle will take you to the playground and make your dreams come true, okay?"

"Really?" The little girl's eyes lit up, and she jumped up happily, "I'm going to the playground! I'm going to the playground!"

Although Lin Mengjia was very concerned about the little girl on weekdays, but because she was worried that someone would hurt her and didn't want her to show her face in front of others, she seldom took her to public places.

Even though Lin Yaoyao was very sensible and didn't clamor to go to the playground, she was extremely looking forward to it in her heart.