Volume 2, Chapter 213: Eating Fish

Ye Tingmu stood up and shook his little fists.

With disdain in his eyes, he said: "If you still insist on being stubborn with me, I will beat you to death."

Then she stood up from him.

He didn't forget to tighten his belt at the last moment, which was a bit indecent.

Ye Tingmu turned around, picked up the grilled fish that fell on the ground, dusted it off, and started eating.

You won't get sick if you eat something unclean. Besides, as the old saying goes, if something falls on the ground within three minutes it's still safe to eat.

The main thing in life is to not be fussy about details.

The young man looked up at the sky, with a look of despair on his face, and deep confusion and trance in his eyes.

And all this is not caused by the pain in the body.

It is caused by inner shock and loss.

He claimed to be a kendo genius, but today he was beaten up by a ten-year-old kid and had no chance to fight back.

This was a setback for his career as an immortal.

Deep frustration.

He is questioning his life at this moment.

Am I wrong? Am I just a small piece of trash in this vast world?

Ye Tingmu glanced at him. He was a little confused about this young man. It shouldn't be that serious. He didn't seem to have killed him. Why did it feel like he had beaten the kid stupid?

Suddenly, a gurgling sound attracted his attention.

“Gurgle…”

“Gurgle…”

He turned his head to look. If he heard correctly, the sound came from the belly of the white and tender little guy wearing shorts next to him.

Perhaps feeling Ye Tingmu's gaze, the little guy had a few tiny wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless.

But that uncooperative stomach was madly expressing its own thoughts.

After all, he is still just an extraordinary person, and extraordinary people cannot practice fasting.

Ye Tingmu couldn't help but laugh out loud as he listened to the gurgling sounds.

However, the curve of his mouth always carries a hint of sadness.

He turned his head and looked at the fire in front of him.

The flickering firelight illuminated his young face.

Slightly yellow, and in his eyes, in the firelight, a human figure appeared unnaturally.

Memories are something that is hard to explain and they always come to mind unexpectedly.

Occupies your mind, controls your nerves, and then gives rise to longing.

It seems that any similar disturbance can trigger it.

"Well...I'll just eat a little."

"Don't look at me, eat quickly..."

"Ah...Ye Tingmu, I will kill you."

"I won't, I won't move..."

Her voice rang in my ears from time to time.

Ye Tingmu raised his head, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

Whispering softly.

"You should be okay too."

Yes, the rumbling sound in the child's stomach reminded him of Dongfang Qingzhu.

Of course, I also remembered that letter and the sentence, three words and twenty-eight strokes, you are all the joy of my youth.

"I know you're awake, come and eat fish."

His calm voice rang out.

It reached the child's ears.

The child's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that he had been discovered.

Now that you've been discovered, there's no need to pretend anymore.

He stood up and sniffed the fish scent on the wind, swallowing instinctively.

As the Adam's apple moved, the rumbling sound in the stomach seemed to be louder at this moment.

Ye Tingmu held a fish in his hand and shook it in his direction.

"Come, eat fish."

The little boy was delighted at first, his eyes shining with gold, but then he became conflicted and looked at Ye Tingmu with fear and scrutiny.

Although he was hungry, the big bump on his head kept reminding him that the guy in front of him was not a good person.

And his second senior brother was lying next to him.

He pursed his lips and turned his head away from time to time, trying to divert his attention to resist the temptation of delicious food.

"I need to stay calm. I am not a three-year-old anymore. I can't be controlled by a mouthful of food. Although it does look delicious, I just need to stop looking at it. Hey...it smells good too!"

Seeing him like this, Ye Tingmu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. This kid is quite interesting.

"You really don't want to eat? Don't worry, I won't hit you..."

The little boy was excited because he was really hungry and the fish smelled really good.

There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, but he stared at Ye Tingmu and asked:

"really."

"A gentleman's word is as good as gold."

"Okay, then I'll give you a favor." His previous reserve and caution were gone.

There is no need to worry. After all, children's minds are always pure and there are not so many twists and turns.

Especially the child in front of me, even worse.

Not only was he young, but it was also his first time going down the mountain. He had never suffered any worldly beatings. If there was any, it was Ye Tingmu who did it.

So his mind is relatively simple.

He just stood up, patted the dirt off his butt, and then walked towards Ye Tingmu happily.

There was a slightly subtle smile in his eyes.

The tongue occasionally glides across the corner of the mouth.

His eyes were fixed on the grilled fish on the bamboo stick.

Didn't forget to rub his hands.

“This looks delicious!”

Seeing him so calm and casual, with his previous hostility gone, Ye Tingmu felt particularly comfortable.

How should I put it? During the first three days after arriving, everyone I met looked at me like I was prey.

Be it greed, contempt, or murderous intent.

It's instinctively disgusting.

It forced him to be alert at all times.

Beware of the evil hearts of people in this world.

This is also the reason why he took action just now and knocked the two of them unconscious.

As for why he didn’t kill the child and instead gave the fish to the child in front of him.

Two points, one point, the two people in front of him are not from the ten major immortal sects.

Secondly, the child in front of him evoked his memories and resonated with him.

Instinctively, I feel less disgusted and less alert. Besides, after all, I was the one who started it first.

A bit unethical.

No one did anything to me.

Besides, he is still a child. How could a child have any bad thoughts?

"Come, try it, it's freshly baked."

The little boy sat next to him with his hands spread out, took the grilled fish, his face full of obsession.

"Okay, then I'll give you face and have a bite. It's hard to refuse such a kind invitation."

After he took the grilled fish, he smelled it first.

A face full of intoxication.

Then, under Ye Tingmu's gaze, he took a bite, but of course it was just a small bite.

The little guy is quite polite.

Ye Tingmu had a little expectation in his eyes, and asked playfully: "How is it, how does it taste?"

The little guy's cheeks were moving, his expression changing from bright to dark, and he showed various expressions from time to time.

As he swallowed the fish, he looked at Ye Tingmu, and their eyes met.

The little guy said calmly: "It's delicious, but it's a little lacking in quality."