After a long time, Xueshu whispered: "Sir."

"Um?"

"I... don't want to be alone."

"That's easy to say, there are many places to go, even if you can send you to Lingji Palace where monsters run around the mountains and fields."

"No, I don't want to leave home."

"Here, who do you want to be with, Zhang Anshi, he went into seclusion."

"I think...my ethnic group can understand me. I hope the villagers can accept me like they do to my parents." Xueshu looked at Qingyang with clear eyes, "Sir, what should I do?"

Qingyang thought for a while, stood up, signaled Xueshu to follow him, and said as he walked: "The simpler and unpretentious wish, the more difficult it is to do it. You are gifted and by chance, you have enlightened your wisdom and cannot be reproduced, do you know?"

"If you hope that the monkeys in the wild understand what you think, you are asking them to have wisdom that is exactly the same as you, and this may only be the way of education."

"It's not that one generation or two generations can teach well. It takes thousands of generations of careful education and the inheritance of instinct and blood to ultimately improve their innate wisdom. Can you make a plan for a lifetime?"

Before Xueshu could answer, Qingyang said again: "It is even more difficult to think of the villagers to accept you. People in the north have been poisoned by the demons in the wasteland for tens of thousands of years. Just a few good deeds can far from changing people's deep-rooted concepts."

"What should I do?" Xueshu couldn't help asking.

Qingyang stopped and the two came to the sunny side of the peak of Erlang Mountain. There was an extremely smooth cliff, which faintly reflected the orange sunlight.

Qingyang held the rock wall, "A few items don't work, you can try hundreds of millions. When their grandfathers and grandfathers have praised your achievements, you should be able to get what you want."

"Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!