Meng Yi took action to resolve Lin Qiuwen's flesh and blood deformation.
The fifth-level flesh and blood magic can easily deal with this level of mutation.
During the process, Lin Qiuwen's attention was always on his brother. He repeatedly confirmed:
"Are you really okay? Not stupid anymore? Not cannibalistic anymore?"
"No more."
Lin Qiuwu answered confidently, "I've recovered, just like I was four years ago."
A sincere smile appeared on his face: "Brother, I'm fine."
He took two steps forward and gave his thin brother a hug. "I'm not stupid anymore. I won't eat people anymore."
Lin Qiuwen was a little at a loss. He did not doubt that this was the work of a psychic. The low intelligence of the Giant Path came from the influence of the gods, so how could it be cured by a mortal?
In this world, apart from gods, what other power can reverse this change?
More importantly, he seemed to have lost all his energy and became at a loss.
After persisting for so long, struggling for so long, and seeing no hope in the days, they suddenly became distant from me?
It came so suddenly.
It was so easy, it felt unreal.
Meng Yi stood aside and did not urge him.
When a hope that a person has pursued for many years is suddenly realized, he will indeed fall into a state of confusion, similar to losing all his goals and motivation.
Lin Qiuwen's eyes widened, and his skinny body couldn't help but tremble. "I'm glad you're back, I'm glad you're back."
He then looked up at the sky, as if talking to someone: "Mom... I did what I promised you!"
Meng Yi's heart was moved when he heard this, and he couldn't help asking, "Will your mother come to the school to visit you?"
As far as he knew, there were very few people in this world who truly valued their children, partners, and parents...
However, the performance of the Lin Qiuwen brothers was particularly special. It was difficult for them to learn these things in school and they could only learn them through words and deeds.
"Yeah." Lin Qiuwen turned around, his voice slightly choked with sobs, "Our parents have been visiting my brother and me at school since we were young, every two or three days.
My brother and I have had a lot more than other children since we were young.
Some little toys made by Dad, new clothes sewn by Mom, or maybe some delicious food they saved up to buy.
"later…"
He shook his head slightly, “Then Dad stopped coming, and Mom came less often too.
But my brother and I promised her long ago that we would always help and take care of each other... We are a family."
The fierce look on his face had disappeared at this time, and he began to become a little talkative.
Meng Yi also knew what happened next. The elder brother graduated earlier, while the younger brother graduated two years later. After that, the gods they communicated with were different...
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that if it were a normal world, this would be a very ordinary story.
But in this world, it's really outrageous.
There really are parents who treat their children so gently in this cesspool of Yuan'an City.
Just like Li Wenhui in the past, Lin Qiuwen only began to thank Meng Yi profusely after he finished his long chatter.
Lin Qiuwu's reaction was a little slow. His long-term mental retardation made him not so smart.
But he listened to his brother and carefully wrapped the heavy iron chain around himself.
"alright."
Meng Yi smiled and nodded, then took out his pocket watch to check the time, and his face immediately turned dark.
It's half past five in the afternoon, the city gate will definitely not open again.
This preaching took up half the afternoon.
Seeing this, Lin Qiuwen whispered, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay!" Meng Yi said with a smile:
"Isn't Lin Qiuwu hungry? I'll treat you two brothers to a meal."
If you can't leave, then don't leave. It's okay to come back a day later. Xiaowu is not in a hurry.
Hmm… maybe in a hurry?
When the three of them came out from behind the bar, looking calm and chatting casually, the bartender and the onlookers were stunned.
It’s done so quickly?
When did the ability of Psions to brainwash people become so powerful?
Isn't it all about gradual provocation, planting all kinds of hints, and taking it slow?
and…
Everyone watched the three of them leave with complicated expressions.
Then, a slight commotion broke out in the quiet pub. "Hey... Bartender, what were they doing back there? Why do I feel like the relationship between these three has suddenly improved?"
"How would I know?" the bartender replied unhappily, wiping his glass. "I didn't dare to look around."
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