Chapter 395 Have You Eaten?

The young man outside the door was still stunned on the spot, repeating the word "Wu Cheng" repeatedly, but no matter how he repeated, chanted, or recalled, there was no information about these two words in his mind.

He couldn't find any connection between this name and himself, but the old man called himself Wu Cheng so confidently, could he really be Wu Cheng?

And...since this person knows him, and he feels inexplicably familiar with this place, is he really the Wu Cheng that that person says he is?

Wu Cheng didn't move for a long while, but the old man in the room, his son, and the old woman who had just woken up looked at each other and said, "Looks like he's gone!"

"As long as it's a monster, how can anyone not be afraid of night watchmen? Those night watchmen are quite capable!" The old man's son nodded.

The old man patted his weak legs and stood up with difficulty holding on to the door frame. "This Wu Cheng still wants to lie to me. He has been dead for so many years, but when I saw him, he still looked the same as he did dozens of years ago." It’s exactly the same as it was a year ago, can you fool me? Am I that stupid?”

"Oh, just leave, just leave. Our family has never been sorry for him. You shouldn't come to us if you want to find him!" The old woman stroked her chest and took a long breath.

The old man waited for a long time before carefully opening the door again. The lantern was still outside the door!

But as soon as he opened the door, a hand with clear joints and as white as jade gently held the door panel.

The old man was stunned for a moment, his tone filled with fear, "Didn't you leave?"

The young man outside the door opened the door with a little force and came to stand in front of the old man. The old man froze in place, while his son and the old woman screamed, turned around and ran into the house. Even their shoes ran away, but no one cared!

All the monsters came to the door, so they didn't care much. They completely forgot that the old man was still at the door. But at this time, they acted completely according to their instincts.

"What...are you going to do? If you have any grievances, tell me and I will help you. If you want my life, my old life...take it, don't harm my family!" The old man said. Instead he calmed down.

He had never heard of an ordinary person being able to survive a monster encounter head-on. Since he was facing death, he was willing to risk his life.

"Why do I want your life? I just want to ask something!" The young man didn't quite understand why the old man was so afraid of him. Apart from his weird clothes, there was nothing wrong with him, right?

"Ah? You don't want my life? Don't you monsters all like to eat human hearts and suck people's brains?" The old man was a little surprised that this polite monster could actually communicate.

"I'm not a monster!" The young man shook his head, "Besides, I don't know you, but you know me. Why is that?"

"Ah...this...Wu Cheng, don't you remember?" The old man was a little confused. Could it be that after a person turns into a monster, he will lose his memory of his life?

"Why did you call me Wu Cheng? Do you know this person? How can you be so sure that this person is me?" The young man was full of doubts and continued to ask.

The old man plucked up the courage, raised his palm, and quietly touched the young man's arm. Hey, is it hot?

As we all know, monsters are cold whether they are dead or alive. Coupled with the weird aura on their bodies, they give people a cold and weird feeling, and they will never feel warm like a living person.

"Are you a human?" the old man asked in surprise.

The young man nodded hesitantly, "That's right!"

"What does it mean? If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not!"

"That's it!"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, "Forget it, as long as it's not a monster! Wu Cheng, didn't you disappear at the beginning? We all thought you were dead for decades, why did you suddenly come back?"

The young man could not answer the old man's question and could only remain silent.

"And, how come your appearance hasn't changed after all these years?"

The young man subconsciously raised his hand and touched his cheek. Just as he was about to think of a reason, he heard the old man say: "You are not destined to be immortal, are you?"

In addition to turning into a monster, there is actually another possibility for this situation to occur, that is, when Wu Cheng disappeared, it was not because of his death, but because he met an immortal fate. Now he has achieved success in spiritual practice and can maintain his youthfulness.

Even a warrior can maintain a youthful appearance as long as he practices fast enough and raises his realm to a high enough level when he is young.

However, this situation is actually very rare, because if a martial artist wants to reach this level, he must break through the realm of a master when he is young enough, because only a master can condense a martial artist's essence without leaking it, slowing down aging.

The young man heard the old man's words and nodded, "You are right!"

The old man's eyes lit up, and he felt more and more logically, "I see, that's it, it seems you are really alive! You don't know that I was scared to death by you just now. I thought you came to ask for my life. !”

"Don't you remember me? I used to live across from you, and I've been playing with you since we were little. My name is Wu Chao, and we both come from Wujia Village. I'm old now, so you can't recognize me, so that's okay It’s normal. I’m telling you my name now. Do you remember it?” The old man’s tone became much more relaxed. Although he was surprised at Wu Cheng’s fate, after all, seeing him again after so many years is not considered a happy event.

The young man pondered for a long time and shook his head, "I can't remember, I don't remember you!"

The old man's smile faltered and he was a little disappointed, "That's right! That's normal. You went to seek immortality. It's been so long, how can we still remember us mud-legged people? It's normal to forget!"

The young man didn't know how to answer. With his strength, if there were things he should remember, he would never forget them. Even if he couldn't remember them for the time being, as long as he had enough information, he could dig them out from the depths of his mind.

As his cultivation level improved and his soul power increased, the monk's memory would be like a book. Even if endless years had passed, as long as the memory had not been destroyed by external forces, it would not be difficult to find it!

But now, he couldn't remember it, not even a little bit of impression!

"Okay, come in first! There's a curfew outside, so you can't go out there. The night watchmen are very fierce. If you violate the curfew, they might even chop off your toes!" The old man pulled the young man in and closed the door again.

Then the old man told his wife and son about Wu Cheng's situation. After some explanation, the two panicked people barely recovered!

"Have you eaten yet?" After clearing up the misunderstanding, the old man looked at Wu Cheng's half-dressed appearance and guessed that this guy had been seeking immortality miserably, and he didn't even have a set of clothes. I'm afraid he hasn't eaten yet!

As expected, the young man shook his head!