"The hotel is not big. There are few people. The owner of the hotel is a waiter and hurried to entertain him.

Jiang Beichen looked at the menu and handed it to Qinglin. Qinglin shook his head, "brother Jiang, I'm not hungry. You eat!" He said and transferred the menu to Tang Zhiruo.

"Qinglin, no matter what happens, if you are hungry, you always have to eat!" Qinglin comforted Qinglin.

Qinglin was helpless. He just took the menu and ordered several special dishes of the ancient witch family.

After a while, all the dishes were served.

Qinglin looked sad.

Staring at the full table. But I can't eat a bite.

His father has just died and his sister is missing. How can he sit here and enjoy delicious food?

Tang Zhiruo hurriedly comforted. "Qinglin, it's time to eat! You can only find your sister if you are in good health, can't you?" besides, your brother Jiang has said that Qingyi is still alive, and she will be fine! "

Perhaps Tang Zhiruo's gentle persuasion moved Qinglin.

Qinglin sighed and finally began to pick up chopsticks. He dug it into his mouth fiercely, but as he ate, his tears couldn't help falling down. Flow into the bowl.

Among them, there are naturally worries about my sister and regrets about my father's death.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help sighing and said. "It's my fault. If it weren't for informing us. You wouldn't leave your father and sister. We also have some responsibility for your father's accident and your sister's disappearance!"

"No, brother Jiang, it's not your fault!" Qinglin looked up and said with tears. "Even if nothing should happen to you, it will happen!"

"What's more, if it weren't for you, I would rely on myself. In the face of the persecution of the Liao family, I am also weak and powerless!"

He wiped his tears, sobbed and said, "Liao Biao is right. The world is weak meat and strong food, whether outside or in the tribe. I was too naive before. I always thought I could have my own world by hunting and relying on a strong body. In fact, when things happen, I am nothing!"

The green forest felt very sad.

After so much. He also grew up and learned a lot in one night.

And he knew in his heart that if jiangbeichen and Tang Zhiruo didn't appear, their family would never escape Ah Da's persecution in Qinglong stronghold!

Whether it's about Qinglong stronghold, Yunlong stronghold or Shangdang Liao family, if it's not Jiang Beichen. Let alone kill Liao Xin to avenge his father.

Maybe even himself will be chopped up. Throw it up the mountain to feed the wolf.

"People from poor backgrounds have no way out and no hope in this mountain..." Qinglin couldn't help sighing.

Jiang Beichen shook his head, looked into her eyes and said. "Qinglin, don't think too much. People are composed of life and luck. Life and luck complement each other, and no one can leave anyone. Although you are poor, you are lucky to meet us. Now we have become friends. If I can help you, I will help you!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Beichen's eyes suddenly became serious: "I just hope you can remember. You should have your own rules and keep your original heart. The ancients have three words. Now I give them to you. It's the so-called wealth can't be silver, poverty can't be moved, and power can't be bent!"

The green forest looked up, his eyes seemed to twinkle, and he couldn't help asking. "Brother Jiang, what do these three sentences mean?"

Jiang Beichen explained faintly: "When you are rich and powerful, don't do whatever you want. When you are poor and humble, you can keep your bottom line and don't do anything harmful to nature and justice. When you are powerful, you should still straighten your back. Do what you want to do. Maintain your ambition and integrity First intention, do not flatter, do not drift with the tide! "

Jiang Beichen appreciated Qinglin very much, so he said two more words.

The ideas of the ancient witch people are too backward. We need a leader, a leader, to stand up and lead them to a new era.

It can no longer be a desolate, backward and chaotic situation as it has been for thousands of years.

The times are progressing, and so should the people in these mountains.

Because sooner or later they will be integrated into the environment and can no longer live like barbarians.

Qinglin is a pure hearted young man. If he can be the leader of the tribe, he is undoubtedly a very suitable candidate.

He is not polluted by the outside world and is not as philistine as Lei long and others. It is easier to keep his original heart and lead everyone to prosperity and strength.

Tang Zhiruo also saw that jiangbeichen planned to support Qinglin. He said to Qinglin with a smile. "You must remember what brother Jiang said. Well, eat quickly!"

"Ah! I remember Miss Tang!" Although Qinglin still didn't understand, he nodded heavily.

Immediately he bowed his head and began to pick up rice in his mouth. But at this time, the mood is much better, and the eyes are shining with perseverance.

"Boss, two more dishes!" Jiang Beichen saw that Qinglin was not satisfied with what he ate. He hurriedly called the boss and planned to add two more dishes.

But the boss looked at them now, but it was a little different from before.

"Excuse me, sir!"

"We will close here soon. Please go to another place for dinner!" The boss's tone was obviously a little cold.

Jiangbeichen three people are a little confused.

It's just time for dinner. Guests are pouring in one after another. How can you say it's closing?