On the way back, Lin Mumu was driving, Liu Baihua was closing her eyes to rest, and Lao Fang was worrying about the world.
"Mr. Liu, the demon that came just now is not that strong. What if the demon that escaped the tribulation before knew about this..."
Lao Fang’s meaning is obvious, ‘Can you beat me?’
"Fortunately, as long as the tribulation fails, and if it succeeds, the demonic forces will only become stronger. By then, let alone the cultivators, how will humans deal with themselves?"
As Lin Mumu listened, she felt something was wrong, "You are talking about the monster that went through the tribulation in the wasteland of Qingning City a few days ago, right?"
Lao Fang's expression clearly told her: That's it.
"As far as I know, that demon succeeded in crossing the tribulation."
"What!" Lao Fang was shocked.
"Although I didn't stay until the end, I clearly felt that the thunder from the sky was no longer hitting the monster, but more like driving us away.
I think it must have been successful, otherwise how could the thunder from heaven change its attitude?"
Liu Baihua is an experienced person, although not much. "It is true that in the later stages of the thunder tribulation, thunder and lightning will no longer hit those who have overcome the tribulation." At this point, the thunder tribulation is basically over.
The fish spirit has been following the immortal. Maybe the immortal taught it some tricks, otherwise how could it survive the thunder tribulation so quickly?
He Yuan is getting bigger and bigger, and he can no longer live in the hole dug by Dahuang.
The real Lingquan pit next door is the drinking water for the immortal family. If he lives in it, how can others drink the water?
So he climbed into the river by himself at night when no one was around.
After Lin Qian finished feeding rhubarb and Tianlei, if there was any leftover food at home, she would come and feed the fish.
No, around 12 noon, she took a bowl of rice and went to the river.
As soon as I got there, I saw the village chief standing by the river with his head lowered and his eyes staring at the water, looking a little pitiful.
"Village chief." Lin Qian took the initiative to say hello, "Are you ready to jump into the river?"
"Go!" The village chief turned around and realized that the person speaking was Lin Qian, "Qian, don't talk nonsense, I'm washing the hoe."
Lin Qian took another look and found that the hoe was indeed soaked in water.
Lin Qian smiled heartlessly and walked towards the small pier.
When the village chief saw her squatting down and throwing rice grains into the water, he came over curiously and asked, "What are you doing?"
Lin Qian: "Let the rice go."
"What a bastard, if your parents find out, they will beat you up."
"That's not possible. My parents are reluctant to beat me."
The village chief looked at the water, sighed leisurely, and sat down on the raised stone next to him.
Sure enough, I have something on my mind.
"Hey, Ah Qian, are you really going to sell vegetables in the village?"
"That's right." Lin Qian kept scattering rice grains on her hands, and she could feel He Yuan was in a deeper place under the pier.
"You are so young, why don't you go out and make a living?" said the village chief. "Even if you make money by working in the village, in the eyes of city people you are still a dishonorable farmer. You will not be able to talk to your husband's family in the future."
That’s easy to talk about.”
He can't think about his own things, so he should think about other people's things first.
"Qingqing is working in the city now, and she will naturally marry a city man in the future." The village chief worried: "The further you get to the back, the greater the gap between you. My child, you are young and don't know it now.
In the future, you will both have children. Her children will go to a school in the city, and your children will go to a school in the country.
Generation after generation, if one step falls, they fall step by step.
So when you are young, don’t feel tired. There are opportunities that you really need to seize while you are young.”
The more Lin Qian listened, the more she felt that what he said meant something, and he was not just talking about her. "Village chief, what did you miss when you were young?"
"I think... children shouldn't ask blind questions."
Realizing that Lin Qian wanted to inquire about his past, the village chief picked up his hoe and prepared to leave, "Think carefully about what I'm telling you. What kind of people will you get to know if you stay here?"
As soon as I finished saying this, it was the New Year of Muhe.
He hurriedly said hello to the village chief, and then strode towards Lin Qian.