Mu Yu didn't sleep all night. He yawned and separated from Lan Ling'er the next day. Qingshou City and Liushui Village are in different locations. Lan Ling'er was in a hurry to go to Qingshou City and made some sarcasm.
He asked Mu Yu to be careful not to cause trouble to the Luochen faction, and asked Mu Yu to go to Qingshou City to find her in three days.
Mu Yu and Lan Ling'er quarreled for a while, then turned on the road to Liushui Village.
Liushui Village is still so peaceful. A clear river surrounds the village and feeds this lovely village. Muyu flew all the way over and overlooked the village from the air, which was quite interesting. He landed not far from the village entrance, and the village entrance stood up again.
There was a statue, two in total. Mu Yu smashed his mouth, needless to say that the newly erected statue should be him.
Thinking of this, he felt a little uneasy, but he remembered that a sculptor hired by the village chief Lao Bu made the first person to become an immortal master in ten years to look like he had protruding eyes and a slanted nose. He felt that he might not be able to escape this fate.
Mu Yu took a closer look, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground. Fortunately, the village chief Lao Bu hired a more qualified person this time. Although it was still ambiguous, at least it didn't look ugly. There were farmlands near Liushui Village, and there were many villagers.
They were doing farm work there, but Mu Yu didn't want to disturb them. He wanted to go to the village chief first.
There is a grain drying field in the village, and next to it is a small pavilion. In the past, the village chief would tell all kinds of interesting things to the children here, and today is no exception. When the village chief was young, he would lead everyone to work together. Later, when he got older,
He doesn't go out anymore. Every day he gathers the little kids in the village, teaches them how to read, and tells them stories.
"One day, Xiao Niu accidentally dropped a hatchet into the river. He was very afraid that his parents would scold him when he went back, so he sat by the river and started crying. At this time, an immortal master appeared and asked the child
Why did the cowboy cry? The little cowboy said that he had dropped the wood knife he was using to chop wood into the river. He was so scared that he couldn't help but cry.
The fairy told the calf boy not to cry, and then the fairy cast a spell to fish out a hatchet made of silver from the river. He asked the calf boy if he had dropped it. The calf boy shook his head, and the fairy fished it out again.
He took out a hatchet made of gold and asked the calf boy if he had dropped it. The calf boy shook his head again. At this time, the immortal master took out the hatchet made of iron. The calf boy then burst into laughter.
Said he dropped it.
As soon as the immortal master was happy, he took the little cow as his disciple. What inspiration can you get from this story?" Village Chief Lao Bu sat on a stool, waving his cattail leaf fan and asked the dozen or so little kids.
Er Mao, who was sniffling, couldn't wait to say: "Grandpa Village Chief, why don't you go get the hatchet yourself?"
"He can't swim, that's not the point!" the village chief said.
"But I knew how to fish in the river when I was three years old. No one in our village can't swim! Why doesn't he learn to swim?" Da Mao also said.
"He happened to have leg cramps that day and couldn't swim. That's not the point. The point is, what is the point of this story?" The village chief's grandfather felt helpless.
"Why did Little Cow bring a hatchet to the river? My mother said hatchets can only be used by adults, and children are not allowed to touch them," Yadan said.
"Yes, my father said that if I touch the hatchet, he will break my legs." Da Mao continued.
The village chief said with a headache: "The little cow is now an adult and can use a hatchet."
"As an adult, you still cry and look embarrassed." Huahua stretched out her index finger and scratched her face.
"The calf is still a child, but his father asked him to take the hatchet home that day. Is that okay?" the village elder corrected him again.
"Grandpa, village chief, what does that hatchet made of gold look like?" Yadan blinked and asked.
The village elder stroked his beard and said, "I, I don't know, I've never seen it..."
"Even the village chief grandpa doesn't know, so it's even less likely that the little cowboy knows it's made of gold, right? I think if he knew it was a hatchet made of gold, the little cowboy would definitely say he lost it."
Gou Sheng raised his hands and said.
"Yes, yes, you don't even want gold. What a fool." Ermao said disdainfully.
"Grandpa Village Chief, do you just want to tell us a story about a fool?" After Da Mao finished speaking, everyone laughed.
Mu Yu listened quietly to the side, with a look of confusion on his face. What they said made sense, but Mu Yu was speechless. Children's thinking is broad, and maybe if no one corrects them, they will be richer.
imagination.
"Don't laugh, don't laugh." The village elder said angrily: "This story tells us that we must be honest in life. Only honesty will make others think more highly of you. Only honesty, maybe the immortal master will take a fancy to you and...
Accept everyone as your disciple, do you understand?"
"Grandpa Village Chief, I have a question." Xiao Changsheng slowly raised his hand.
"Is there anything you don't understand, Changsheng?" The village chief knew that Changsheng was slow and often took a long time to think about something before he understood it, so he waited patiently for Changsheng to continue speaking.
Xiao Changsheng said slowly: "Why doesn't the little cow go get the hatchet by yourself? Doesn't he know how to swim?"
The village chief rolled his eyes, and went back again...
Mu Yu quietly looked at the helpless look of the village chief, and couldn't help but smile knowingly. The village chief has not changed much in the past two years, but Mu Yu has grown a lot taller and changed a lot. I wonder if the village chief will still be there later.
Can you recognize yourself?
"Let me tell you, there have been two immortal masters in our village in the past ten years. Two years ago, Mu Yu was very proud of being chosen by a certain sect. Now he is a majestic immortal. You should also strive for it.
, strive for one day that you all can become immortal masters, you know? In order to avoid being laughed at by other villages, there are two more people in the bigger village this year, and the comparison between people is very annoying!" The village chief began to sigh again.
Mu Yu heard it. In the past two years, there were no children in the village who had the talent to practice. It was no wonder that the village chief was so distressed. Every time he went out, his face was dull.
Mu Yu doesn't know what would have happened if he hadn't met his master. I'm afraid he would still be a gray handyman disciple in the school, waiting eagerly to be favored by a certain sect. Sometimes cultivators also look at opportunities. If there is no fate, there will be no chance.
Yu will not meet his master.
"Grandpa Village Chief, tell us more about Brother Muyu! What kind of person is Brother Muyu like? Maybe we can learn from his behavior and become immortal masters!" Ya Dan
shouted.
The village chief waved his hand: "Immortal masters are not allowed to talk casually. They are sensitive. People will hear if they say bad things about them."
Mu Yu blinked. He didn't know that he had this ability. Obviously, in the eyes of ordinary people, the immortal master was overly deified. Mu Yu remembered that when the first person in the village in ten years came back last time, the villagers knelt and screamed.
Thank you. At that time, Mu Yu even hid outside with disdain, not wanting to salute that person.
"Then say good things about him!" Er Mao said.
The village chief stroked his beard, and then his face was full of pride: "Muyu, he was very well-behaved when you were so young, obedient, sensible, polite, never naughty or fighting, in short he was nothing
all good……"
Mu Yu really wanted to pull Lan Ling'er over and let her listen to how the village chief praised him. Although most of these words were inconsistent with Mu Yu, for example, Mu Yu was not very obedient, liked to make trouble, and occasionally got into trouble with other children.
The child fights, but it is true that he is sensible. He cannot be ignorant. He has not been pampered by his parents since he was a child. He is only raised by the village chief, so he must be sensible.
Mu Yu decided not to correct the village chief. He walked towards the village chief's house. He didn't want to disturb the villagers, and he didn't want the villagers to make a big fuss and set off firecrackers in such a grand manner.
Near noon, the village chief also came back to cook and hum a tune. He opened the door to his yard and found that it was open. Thinking that he had forgotten to lock the door again, he didn't care and went straight into the yard.
"Grandpa Village Chief." Mu Yu grinned and sat on the swing in the yard. The swing was specially made for Mu Yu by the village chief and is still there.
"It's Mu Yu!" The village chief nodded habitually. Mu Yu used to sit on the swing and wait for him to come back to cook. For a moment, he thought he had gone back to a few years ago. The village chief turned around and closed the courtyard door, but immediately
He was stunned, turned around suddenly, and widened his eyes: "Mu, Mu, Mu Yu?"
Mu Yu stood up with a smile, touched his stomach and said, "Grandpa Village Chief, I'm starving."
The village chief didn't move. He stared at Mu Yu blankly, not yet recovering from the shock. It wasn't until Mu Yu walked up to the village chief and playfully pulled the village chief's short beard that he came back to his senses.
I was so nervous that I felt a little at a loss.
"Mu, Mu Yu, oh no no, Master Immortal, Master Immortal is on top..." The village chief knelt down quickly, but Mu Yu held him back.
"Grandpa village chief, I am a living person, I don't have to kneel down." Mu Yu hugged the village chief with a smile. Even though Mu Yu has grown a lot in the past two years, he is still shorter than the tall and thin village chief.
, to Mu Yu, the village chief's chest was still so warm.
Being hugged by Mu Yu, the familiar feeling returned to the village chief. The village chief stretched out his hand and wanted to pat Mu Yu's back, but hesitantly did not dare to do so. In the end, he could not help but gently pat Mu Yu's back.
Yu's back was touched.
"It's really Mu Yu, it's really Mu Yu..." There was a hint of doting in the village chief's eyes. The naughty boy who often jumped up and down in front of the village chief was indeed back, which made him have mixed feelings for a while.
"Grandpa village chief, I'm hungry." Mu Yu said. He hadn't eaten the food cooked by the village chief for a long time. Among all the meals in the world, apart from the master, only the food cooked by the village chief made Mu Yu the happiest.
"I, I'll go and notify the others right away to help you clean up the dust!" the village chief said quickly.
"No, no, no, I don't want others to know that I'm back. Grandpa, the village chief, just cook a meal for you and me." Mu Yu knew that with the village chief's attitude towards the immortal master, he would definitely hold a big banquet, so he said
He might even invite an actor to sing for two days. Frugality is a virtue. After all, Mu Yu is used to living a frugal life in Luochen Mountain.
"How can that be done? Your current status is different from what it used to be. How can you live in such a simple way? You must do it in a glamorous way and let other villages see our little Muyu Immortal Master." The village chief said with joy.
Mu Yu didn't want to ruin the village chief's show-off mood. For the village chief, in ten years, which should be twelve years now, there were only two immortal masters in the village. He couldn't hold his head up in front of other villages, so the village chief
The chief couldn't wait to show it to other villages to save face. Mu Yu felt that it was not good to deprive the village chief of this opportunity to be proud. He thought for a while and said, "Is that okay tomorrow? I'm really hungry now.
"
"Okay, okay, I'm going to cook for our little Muyu Immortal right away. I'll inform the others in the afternoon..." The village chief ran towards the kitchen happily.
Mu Yu looked at the hurried back of the village chief and thought that this was his first home, and it felt so good to go home.