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Chapter 218: The Taoist Priest Advocating the Selfish Theory(1/2)

"Old man, Miss Ye is here to find you." The woman's voice rang out loud.

As soon as the woman's voice landed, a high voice sounded in the room: "Oh, come, come."

The village chief came out of the house and became more enthusiastic when he saw Ye Mujin.

"Is there anything Miss Ye doing? But just say what is missing in your room."

Since Miss Ye came to the village, everyone in the village has been happy. Every day, Miss Ye tells stories to them, and even the children have learned a lot of great truths.

Even their children were the most naughty in the past, but since they listened to the story told by Miss Ye, the kid stayed at home for several days and knew that he had studied hard.

"This is how the village chief is. I have been out for a long time and it's time to go back. Today I'm here to say goodbye to you!" Ye Mujin looked obedient.

After Ye Mujin finished speaking, she sensitively discovered that the village chief and his wife were reluctant to leave. She was confused, but the smart one didn't ask much.

"When will Miss Ye leave? Let me tell the people in the village to see you off."

The village chief knew that Miss Ye was only here for a while and would not live here for a long time.

What's more, Miss Ye helped the people in the village. He was very grateful. There was no need to restrict the girl here.

"I don't need to send it this afternoon." It's so troublesome.

The village chief said happily: "If you want to get it, you will get it."

Seeing that the village chief was really insisting, Ye Mujin couldn't say anything.

On the way back, the boy followed him.

When she arrived at Ye Mujin's own house, she turned around and looked at the boy who had been following her.

"Why are you still following me?"

The young man looked at her innocently, and nodded.

"Why are you following me? I went out this afternoon. Do you want to follow me to leave here? Leave the village you created?" Ye Mujin stared at him, waiting for his reply.

The boy's face flashed with confusion, and then his expression was heavy and sad.

"I want to follow you! I want to prove that what you said is wrong and that my faith is right."

The young man always thought that he was not wrong and did nothing wrong. There was no doubt that what Ye Mujin said to him had a stir in his heart and impacted his faith, but he still firmly stood firm on his position.

Ye Mujin looked at the boy calmly for a while, and she said, "You really don't have to follow me. After I go out, I still have to deal with the demons. If you follow me, you will only drag me back."

The boy was anxious and he strongly recommended himself to Ye Mujin.

"My mana is very powerful, I will definitely not drag you down. I am very powerful. Within ten miles of radius within me, as long as there are trees, no one can defeat me, and no demon can defeat me.

I can really help you, I am very capable."

After the young man finished speaking, he was afraid that Ye Mujin would not believe him. After waved his hand in front of Ye Mujin, Ye Mujin saw that his house was surrounded by vines coming from the ground, and was airtight.

"I'm very awesome!" the young man said anxiously.

Ye Mujin glanced at the vines surrounded. She put her hand on and felt the biting coldness coming from the vine. She immediately retracted her hand.

"Don't touch the vine, this vine only comes from deep underground. The biting cold inside it will hurt you." The young man said.

The vines are biting and cold, so this vine is not afraid of fire!

When Ye Mujin thought of this, her eyes lit up. He and she pursed her lips thoughtfully.

Then she glanced at the boy again.

"I agree that you will follow me, but you must make sure that you cannot hold me back. When you see me in danger, you must also ensure my safety. If you promise me, let you follow me." Ye Mujin's tone was unprecedentedly heavy.

Letting the boy follow him does not mean that Ye Mujin trusts the boy. She just feels that the boy may help her a lot during the journey and solve a lot of trouble.

The young man didn't know what Ye Mujin was thinking, so he agreed happily.

"Do you need to pack up?" Ye Mujin asked.

The young man touched his head inexplicably. Later, as if he had reacted, he said, "No, I don't need to bring anything.

I'll do it alone."

Ye Mujin glanced at him.

The boy didn't know what Ye Mujin's look meant. He stood in front of Ye Mujin blankly and looked at her with innocent eyes.

Ye Mujin: "Can your vines be collected?"

Only then did the boy react, "Oh! Ohohoh!"

Then the vines crawling around were collected.

"Please hold it, you go in." The young man diligently opened the door for Ye Mujin.

The two entered the room, found a place to sit down.

The boy saw that there were many persimmons in the room, and then Ye Mujin heard the boy's saliva sound.

"Want to eat?"

"No, no!" The boy's head shook like a rattle.

But then Ye Mujin saw that the boy's eyes were filled with yearning for the food in the room.

"Eat it, eat whatever you want. I can't finish it even if there is so much in the house. I can't get so much after leaving the village in the afternoon. Eating more can reduce the burden for me."

When the boy heard this, a light flashed in his eyes, but he did not stretch out his hand. He was embarrassed and said shyly: "It's so bad. This is given to you by the people in the village. I ate it inappropriately."

"It's okay, eat it, I don't mind either. I guess the people in the village you founded won't mind either." Ye Mujin said with a smile.

This black-air boy is quite interesting.

"Then I'm not polite!" After the boy finished speaking, he immediately rushed into the basket closest to him, picked up a persimmon and ate it into his mouth.

"What's your name? I can't call you a ball of black gas, right?"

The young man said in a speechless manner: "Liu Rusi!"

"What?"

"My name is Liu Rusi." The young man stuffed the persimmon into his stomach and said clearly.

"Liu Rusi." After Ye Mujin passed the name in her mouth several times, she said to him: "Since you can control the vines underground, are you a monster?"

After hearing this, the young man was reluctant to put down the food in his hand, but after thinking about it, he still told the woman in front of him seriously.

"I'm not a monster, I'm a fairy!" The fairy is several levels higher than the monster.

He shouldn't say he's a monster.

"Fairy? Then why is your body a black gas?"

"That was when I practiced a martial art. My body was originally a willow tree. Then I was reborn from the fire. I was burned by the fire and only the slag left.

Later, I still had a little bit of sanity and gathered all my ashes to practice again. Look at the black gas you see, it is all me and my body."

The boy explained seriously, and Ye Mujin also listened seriously, as if she believed what the boy said.

That afternoon.

"Miss Ye, you can take away all these persimmons!"

"Miss Ye is the steamed buns we make ourselves. You can eat them on the road!"

"Miss Ye, this is our own egg for you to cook, and you will eat it on the way!"

...

The villagers enthusiastically wanted to put the things in their hands in Ye Mujin's arms.

Ye Mujin was quite embarrassed by the enthusiastic villagers.

"Don't use it, uncles, aunts, no, really, I can't get that much."

"How can a little girl not have to be followed by a weak little boy behind every house? You can hold all these dry foods. If you really can't hold them, I have a backpack and you carry them."

A Zhengniang handed the big bag in her hand to Ye Mujin.

"Aunt, thank you!"

Ye Mujin weighed the backpack on her hand, which was light and when she opened it, she saw that the space was still very large, so she put everything the villagers gave him.

"Thank you, everyone. I have kept a few books at home and put them in my room. When I come back, I have to ask the village chief to pick them up. This book records many interesting things I have seen outside."

When Ye Mujin saw such a passionate villager, she felt that she had to do something.

So in the morning, or in her spare time, she controlled several pens with the power of a blue puppet and wrote different stories on different papers. When she was time to leave, her story was finished.

The villagers were very happy to hear that there were some interesting stories left in the village. Their actions were more enthusiastic. Some people did not give their own things to Ye Mujin, and they were still upset.

After Ye Mujin left, the villagers also returned to their homes. The village chief came to the yard where Ye Mujin lived before and excitedly took away several books.

After Ye Mujin and the others left the village, they came to a temple.

The temple is in dilapidated and spider webs are formed in many places.

When they walked into the temple, they saw that the place where the Buddha was worshipped in the center of the temple was covered with dirt and dark, just like how long it took for many dirty things to be kept here and not cleaned.

"Let's rest here today. Wait until the evening, don't you say there is no house to stay within ten miles of this radius?
To be continued...
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