Chapter 326 Are You an Immortal or a Liar?

"Come here!" Meng Fan said to the little girl.

The little girl looked a little scared. She looked at Meng Fan, then turned back to look in the direction of the village. She bit her lip and hesitated for several seconds, but still did not dare to walk towards Meng Fan.

Meng Fan smiled, walked down from the stone slab, and came to the big tree where the little girl was hiding.

"You have been looking at me here for a long time. What are you looking at?" He walked in front of the little girl, with a smile on his face, and asked.

If it were normal, he would not waste time to take the initiative to chat with a child.

But in this situation, this little girl stared at him for so long, which was also a special fate. In addition, Meng Fan was really curious. Why did this girl stare at him for so long?

It can't be just because he is handsome, right?

After all, a six or seven-year-old child should not care too much about beauty and ugliness.

"Big brother, are you an immortal?" Seeing the smile on Meng Fan's face, the little girl gradually let go of the tension and vigilance in her heart.

Men who are too handsome always give others a sense of security, especially to women.

Although this girl is still young, she also instinctively feels a sense of security and subconsciously thinks that Meng Fan is not a bad person.

Meng Fan immediately smiled and said with a hint of teasing: "Brother is indeed an immortal. Do you want to practice with brother to become an immortal?"

It is normal and not surprising for children to have the fantasy of practicing to become an immortal.

Meng Fan also had this when he was a child!

So Meng Fan subconsciously thought that this little girl just had a simple "immortal dream".

Unfortunately, not everyone can practice immortality. First of all, you must have spiritual roots to be qualified to practice.

And among a hundred mortals, it is already good to have one person with spiritual roots.

The little girl shook her head and said, "I once heard the storyteller say that only the immortals in the immortal gate would meditate for a whole day.

I saw you meditating here in the morning, and I passed by here in the afternoon and saw you still meditating, so I wondered if you were the immortal that the storyteller said.

I don't want to become an immortal, I just want to cure my mother's illness.

Big brother, if you are an immortal, can you save my mother? I will treat you to a pear!"

The little girl stretched out her dirty little hand and took out a pear from her pocket.

The pear was not big, and there was a small black piece, and it was slightly spoiled.

But seeing the little girl's reluctant and pitiful expression, Meng Fan understood that this was her most precious treasure, and she herself was reluctant to eat it.

To be honest, Meng Fan felt that he was the kind of person with a heart as hard as a rock, and he rarely felt any compassion, let alone sympathy.

But some things can be ignored if they have not been encountered, and it is difficult for him to ignore them if they have been encountered.

Meng Fan doesn't think he is a good person in the traditional sense, but even if he is not a good person, he will have kindness in his heart.

Even if he is a bad person in the traditional sense, sometimes he will have a trace of kindness in his heart, which can't be wiped out.

So Meng Fan touched the little girl's head, not caring about the dirt, and said with a smile: "What disease does your mother have?"

The little girl shook her head and said: "I don't know, the doctor in the village said that my mother is dying and there is no hope.

Brother Immortal, please save my mother!

If my mother dies, Yinyin will be the only one left, and Yinyin will not be able to live."

This is not a lie. Born in such a place, if a child's relatives have died, it is indeed difficult to survive.

Listening to what this little girl named Yinyin just said, her father should have passed away a long time ago, and her mother is the only relative.

Meng Fan sighed and said to Yin Yin: "Let's go, take me to see your mother."

I just recovered my true energy and there was nothing to do. Since I encountered such a thing, Meng Fan didn't mind helping.

Of course, if he couldn't help, there would be nothing he could do.

After all, Meng Fan was a cultivator at the fourth level of the Condensation Pill Realm, not a doctor.

Some immortal cultivators can easily treat the illnesses of mortals.

But for some illnesses, even immortal cultivators can't do anything!

After all, immortal cultivators are just immortal cultivators, not real immortals.

Soon Meng Fan followed Yin Yin to Yin Yin's residence.

This is a shabby thatched house that has been in disrepair for a long time. The roof even has sunlight shining in.

This means that if it rains, rainwater will also leak in from here.

Meng Fan took a deep breath, a little helpless.

Poverty is inevitable in any world, anywhere, and he would not be naive to change it all.

To put it bluntly, the fate of a person's life is predetermined. If you are destined to be poor, then you will be poor and it is difficult to change.

Of course, this is not absolute!

There are people in the world who defy fate and change their fate, there is no doubt about that.

But there is not one such person in ten thousand people, truly one in ten thousand.

Who can guarantee that he is one of the ten thousand?

Even if you are lucky enough to be one of the ten thousand, there are still nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine mediocre people, and no one can change this.

This is fate!

Meng Fan shook his head, drove these meaningless thoughts and emotions out of his mind, and then walked to a couch.

"Yinyin, is there a guest?"

On the couch, there was a woman lying, her clothes were full of stains, and a little thin, because the weather was a little cold now!

"Mother, Yinyin met an immortal, and Yinyin brought the immortal back. The immortal will definitely be able to cure your illness, and your illness will definitely be cured." Yinyin's face was full of excitement and excitement, and then she said with great seriousness in her eyes.

Hearing Yinyin's words, the woman's brows subconsciously frowned, and then after just a second, she took the initiative to stretch her brows and said to Yinyin: "Yinyin, be good, go out and play for a while, mother has something to say to this immortal."

Yinyin said anxiously: "But mother, Yinyin wants to watch the immortal cure your illness."

The woman got up with difficulty, sat cross-legged on the bed, and then fumbled around and touched Yinyin's head, and said with a smile: "Yinyin, be good, children can't eavesdrop when adults are talking, otherwise mother will be angry."

Yinyin pouted, her face was unhappy, but she still left the room obediently and waited outside.

Mother said she was good, not casually, she was really good.

"You think I'm a liar, and you don't want your daughter to be sad, so you sent your daughter away and then questioned me?" Meng Fan opened his mouth and said directly to the woman.

He knew what the woman was thinking.

In this situation, if you put yourself in her shoes, everyone would think that he was a liar.

Even Meng Fan himself would think so.