Chapter 466 Price

Suddenly, several men with crude weapons appeared from the corner of the fence.

"Beautiful lady, this boy Lexi should have tipped you off. I advise you not to resist. Just give all your money and let him be captured. The pain will be over soon. If you want to blame it, you must blame yourself for being careless and not bringing anything with you when you go out.

Follow along!"

Lexi wanted to say something, but Muying held him back. The wand appeared in his hand with a smile on his face: "Ugly men, you can resist as much as you want. The pain will not be passed so easily. If you want to blame, blame it."

You yourselves are lame because you have offended those who do not change your provocations!"

"I think you're going to have to drink wine as a penalty if you don't eat the toast!" Several people were very angry at Mu Ying's words.

But little Lexi looked behind them with wide eyes.

The tree came alive, and its branches quickly and silently extended towards these people.

"ah--"

Suddenly his feet were tied and he was lifted upside down. Several people were so frightened that the weapons in their hands fell to the ground.

The screams did not last long, as a group of branches blocked their mouths, and branches were twisted into whips, which whipped them repeatedly, leaving only hoarse and painful screams coming from their throats.

"You, you, you..." Little Lexi was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

"I said I have the means to protect myself. Let them accept their own punishment. Let's go see your father," Muying said.

Little Lexi knew how to tell stories because she heard her father tell many stories. However, the stories his father told were all divorced from reality and were fantasy stories. What this noble sister wanted was a real story, not a fantasy story.

, so he didn’t talk about it.

In Dad's stories, people with this magical ability are evil witches.

It's just that the noble sister paid a lot of money to buy him, gave him meat, and was even willing to treat his father. She didn't seem like a bad person.

"Lexi, what happened just now will be kept secret for the time being!" Muying said.

She is not afraid of trouble, but mainly because she is afraid that it will cause trouble if word gets out, making it inconvenient for her to continue buying stories.

Little Lexi nodded. There was nothing in their family worthy of others' plot, so he was not worried about her having any ill intentions.

The most important thing is that she is so powerful, the chance of curing dad is higher.

Little Lexi led her into the house. It was a dilapidated wooden house with half of the thatch blown away. A middle-aged man with a haggard face and black eyes was sleeping on the bed, frowning slightly and closing his eyes tightly.

Muying is not a real wandering doctor, nor does she know how to treat patients, but she knows life magic, so ordinary diseases are not a problem.

With a tap of the wand, a stream of green magic flowed into the man's body on the bed.

His face became visibly rosy, the dark blue under his eyes faded, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he woke up.

Muying put away her wand.

Little Lexi rushed to the bed: "Dad, are you awake? How do you feel?"

Weir touched his son's head and wiped away his tears: "Don't worry, I'm fine. My body feels lighter than ever."

"Did you save me?" Weir looked at Muying, "I know my illness well. The one who can make me recover must not be an ordinary doctor. Are you a witch?"

Muying nodded, she found that Weir's conversation did not sound like that of a peasant, and although his hair was dull and messy, it was obviously blond. Generally, only nobles' hair had this color.

"What's the price for saving me?" Weir's face showed neither the joy of recovery nor the gratitude to his benefactor. "If I can't afford it, just take my life. I already have the will to die anyway."

Yes, but not my son!"

"As long as you tell me a story, a true story," Muying said.

Originally, it was because of Little Lexi's kind reminder that Muying meddleed in other people's business. Even if people were wary of her, she didn't care. Witches had a bad reputation for a day or two.

Human beings like to exclude and denigrate things that they do not understand and cannot control.

"Really just one story?" Weir was a little in disbelief.

Muying nodded, "Do you think you have anything else worthy of me?"

Will had nothing to say, "Then let me tell you a story! Once upon a time, there was a couple who wanted to have a child, but it never came true. There was a garden surrounded by high walls behind their house, and a witch lived in it.

…”

"Dad, isn't this a fantasy story?" Lexi asked strangely.

"It's okay, keep talking," Muying said.

Her mission was loose, and this story was exactly what she was looking for.

"One day, my wife stood at the window at the back of the house and looked into the garden, and saw green lettuce growing in it..."

Hearing this, Muying already understood which story this was, it was about Lettuce Girl.

What little Lexi's father told is basically the same as the Rapunzel girl circulated on Blue Star in her previous life.

It is roughly about a pregnant woman who was forced to give her daughter to the witch because she ate some lettuce from the witch. Then the witch locked the girl in a high tower and raised her, but she was not allowed to see outsiders.

, even the witch herself could only pull the girl's long hair to enter the tower. Finally, the cliché prince passed by, and the two fell in love quickly. Then the witch beat the couple with a stick, cut off the girl's hair, and sent her to the wilderness.

Then he used a trick to blind the prince's eyes so that they could not meet each other, but in the end, the two finally met by chance. The girl's tears healed the prince's eyes, and the two returned to their country and lived happily together.

After listening to the story, the task progress is only 40%.

There is only one possibility, this story is not completely true and is different from the facts.

"Can you tell me, what is the name of that witch? Or, where did this story take place? Where is the witch's residence and the tower?" Muying asked.

Will shook his head: "I don't know, I'm done telling the story, you can go."

"Dad!" Little Lexi looked at her father incomprehensively: "Didn't you teach me to be polite? How could you..."

"Lexi, the witch is not the same as us, it's better to stay far away," Weir said. The free-will witch can sometimes cause devastating harm to humans with just one thought.

Muying: "..."

Although she does good deeds every day without expecting anything in return, she is still very angry at the attitude of the person she just rescued.

"Your story is not completely true!" It's hard to be a good person, so Muying decided to be a bad guy again and took out the wand: "The price of treatment is a completely true story, you lied to me!"

Will pulled little Lexi behind him: "I just gave it a happy ending."

"What's the real ending?" Muying asked.
Chapter completed!