Chapter 801 Little Fairy Boy (Additional update for the Silver Alliance of Mr. Mu Baijinyu~)

Who is this little fairy boy?

Where did it come from?

I have no impression of the ink painting at all.

"When did it happen?"

Old Yutou said: "More than a year later, after Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi were rescued, the villagers opened a shrine, erected a statue, and offered incense in the back village."

Mo Hua's eyes moved slightly, "Can you take me to see it?"

"This is natural, but..." Old Yutou said hesitantly, "My benefactor, aren't you in a hurry?"

"I'm just going to take a look and leave after watching it."

"That's good."

Old Yu nodded, and asked his two grandsons, Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi, to look after the house. Then he led the way and brought Mo Hua to the back village.

Houcun is still the same as before, with very few residents.

The well leading to the bloody fishing village is still there. Of course, the formation that opened the entrance has been obliterated by the ink painting.

Not far from the well, on the mountain wall, a small shrine was carved out.

In front of the shrine, a small offering table was set up with some melon and fruit offerings, and a small clay sculpture was placed in the middle.

Mo Hua looked at the clay sculpture and fell into deep thought.

This clay sculpture is a "little fairy boy". The workmanship is relatively rough. It was obviously made by the fishing cultivators themselves, but it looks pretty good. It carries a golden sword on its back and sits in the shrine with a fairy air. It looks very majestic.

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The key is that the appearance and eyebrows of this clay sculpture look very familiar to the ink painting...

The expression in the ink painting was subtle, so he asked Lao Yutou:

"Why do you want to erect this clay sculpture of a fairy boy?"

Old Yutou looked solemn and said slowly: "To be honest, my benefactor, the monks in our village had a nightmare together..."

"In the nightmare, there is a big fish monster. Its head is as big as a temple, its whiskers are as thick as trees, its fangs are white, and its body is bloody. It looks very scary. It eats people everywhere."

"Just when this fish monster was doing something evil, a little immortal descended from the sky."

"This little fairy, covered in golden light, came out of the air, holding a golden sword in his hand, which was shining brightly. He subdued the big fish monster with his backhand, then raised the sword and brought it down. With a flash of golden light, he chopped off the head of the fish monster.

In addition to this disaster, our fishing village also escaped a great disaster..."

When Old Yutou said this, he looked happy, and then sighed:

"But this little immortal only showed his figure in dreams, and came and went without a trace. After killing the fish monster, he disappeared."

"We are grateful for this little immortal's kindness, so we built a shrine for him here, erected a statue, and placed offerings during every year and festival."

“If the year is bad, the wind and waves are too strong, or something strange happens, I will burn a stick of incense here and pay homage to this little immortal holding a golden sword, asking him to keep the weather smooth and the whole place safe...

…”

Mo Hua was stunned.

The things that Old Yutou mentioned are all things he has done...

Been making trouble for a long time...

The fairy boy is actually myself?

The mood of ink painting is a bit subtle.

He was a little curious, so he secretly asked Lao Yutou, "If you worship me... if you worship this little immortal, is it really useful?"

Old Yutou nodded repeatedly, "It's useful, it's useful!"

"real?"

"That's natural," said Old Yutou with a look of awe, "If it's raining continuously, if you worship this little fairy boy, it will clear up soon; if you can't catch any fish, if you worship this little fairy boy, the weather will change; as Yu Laoer said,

When he was going down to the river, a water demon bit him on one of his legs, and he was almost dragged into the river. But he was lucky and managed to save his life. He came back and said that it was a good thing that he came to pay homage to the little immortal before he went into the water.

, otherwise I’m afraid my life will be lost…”

"The village leader, the old Zhao family, had a daughter-in-law who was having difficulty giving birth, so she came to pay homage to this little fairy boy, which saved her and her child's safety..."

Ink painting: "..."

He didn't even know that he was so powerful and could keep his mother and son safe...

"Isn't there a time when it doesn't work?" Mo Hua asked again.

Old Yutou thought for a while, "Occasionally, but it must be because we are not sincere enough, or too greedy, and we are too demanding, so the little fairy ignores us..."

"The little fairy must be very busy, so he can't take care of us all the time. He helps us, that's a sign of affection, and if he doesn't help, it's also his duty. We can't feel resentful."

"The human heart is not as good as a snake swallowing an elephant. If you are too greedy, you will be punished."

Old Yutou looked serious and understood deeply.

Mo Hua nodded.

I have to say that Lao Yutou's rhetoric is quite logical.

Mo Hua stared at the majestic "little immortal" who was holding a golden sword and receiving incense in the shrine again, and a question suddenly emerged in his mind:

"Can I really eat incense?"

He remembered Huangshan Jun said that only gods can eat incense.

I am a living person, how can I eat incense?

Moreover, he had no special feelings during these days when he was worshiped as a "little fairy boy" by the villagers of the small fishing village.

If you can't eat incense, where will the incense go?

Some kind of cause and effect?

Mo Hua couldn't figure it out. He stared at his clay sculpture again. Suddenly his mind moved slightly and his eyes were surprised, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he said to Lao Yutou:

"I've finished reading. It's getting late. Uncle Yu, I'll go back first."

"My dear benefactor, go slowly," Old Yutou said, "I will see you off."

Old Yutou personally delivered the ink paintings to the head of the village and watched them go away. Then he returned home and told his two grandsons:

"Put away the things your benefactor gave you carefully."

The two children tied the water-resisting jade given by Mo Hua around their necks with great care.

Old Yutou nodded and said: "You may not think that my benefactor is very old, but he is a disciple of a large sect. He has an excellent inheritance, and his vision, knowledge and ability are all top-notch."

"You must remember what he said firmly in your heart and never forget it."

"And..." Old Yutou sighed and said with emotion:

"Although we are casual cultivators and live in poverty, we must also be moral."

"I am old and will be like this for the rest of my life. I have no ability and cannot repay my kindness to my benefactor. But you two children are different. You are still young and there is still a long way to go in the future..."

"If you succeed in cultivating Taoism in the future, you must find a way to repay this great kindness."

The two little grandsons nodded seriously:

"Well, grandpa, we remember it!"

"good."

Old Yutou nodded happily.

…

At this time, the back village of the small fishing village.

In front of the little immortal's shrine, there was smoke and incense, but no one was around.

The ink painting that had left gradually appeared again.

He stared at the shrine a few more times with deep eyes, and then slowly said: "Come out."

There was no movement in the shrine.

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

Just when he was getting a little impatient, the silver light shone slightly in the shrine, and a pure white little silver fish swam out tremblingly, nodding to the ink painting as if kowtowing.

At the same time, a thin and crisp voice reached Mo Hua's ears.

"Meet my benefactor..."

Ink Hua was a little surprised.

He only knew that there was something secretly hidden in his shrine, but he never expected that it would be a small silver fish.

Moreover, this little fish has pure spiritual thoughts and no evil aura at all.
To be continued...