At the head of the village, there was a big tree with dense branches, plentiful flowers, and a base covered with green stones, where he naturally sat down.
"Hey~"
"Hey! Young man!"
Soon, an old man in a worn-out shirt waved and shouted at him from a distance.
Meng Jin was feeling quite annoyed and didn't want to bother with him, but the old man was relentless and walked straight toward him.
"What do you want?"
He said in a bad mood.
The old man, seeing his bad attitude, was so angry that he stomped his feet, "Young man, how can you have no manners at all? It's a pity that I, an old man, ran all this way to tell you that you can't sit under this tree. Be careful, or you might lose half your life just by sitting here!"
"What do you mean?"
Meng Jin looked at him strangely. Although he didn't quite believe his nonsense, seeing how serious he looked, he still got up anxiously.
