"Mu Yu, get up and get ready quickly, it's already dawn." Village Chief Lao Bu sat beside Mu Yu's bed and shook Mu Yu.
"Oh." Mu Yu opened his eyes and looked sleepily at the stars in the sky outside the window that had not yet faded away. The white fish belly was not yet visible on the horizon, and the rooster hadn't crowed yet! He smacked his lips and closed his eyes again.
"Muyu, don't stay in bed. Today is an extraordinary day. As the second child in our Liushui Village to become an immortal master in ten years, we must go there early and try to leave a good impression on the immortal master." Old Bu The village chief said with a beaming smile.
"Yes." Mu Yu pulled the quilt and responded vaguely.
"Muyu, you must be more upbeat! Every year, I am laughed at by people from other villages, saying that our village is full of cowards and that there are very few children who can become immortal masters. You don't know how angry I am!" Village Chief Lao Bu remembered. That one is not convinced.
"Okay." Mu Yu scratched his belly, his voice sounding like babble.
"In the Ergazi Village next door, five children have become immortal masters in the past ten years, one every two years on average. This rate of becoming immortals is much higher than ours. That Dadian Village is even more powerful. It is said that at least two children are guaranteed every year. Look at people! Twenty of them have been born in the past ten years, and we have only had two in ten years! Are you angry?" Village Chief Lao Bu said nonchalantly, not knowing whether Mu Yu had any hear.
"Angry." Mu Yu turned over and spoke incoherently.
"Stop sleeping, get up quickly. I have to change your clothes and dress up well. You can become an immortal master in the future, so don't let it go to waste!" Village Chief Lao Bu looked at Mu Yu's sleepy look with hatred. With such a look, this child has easily become the second person in ten years to be able to cultivate immortality, but he is always so indifferent and doesn't care at all what it means to become an immortal master.
"Okay." Mu Yu turned over, stretched out his feet from the quilt, and put them on the village chief's legs. He was drooling slightly. He had just dreamed of eating delicious braised fish, which made him extremely greedy.
"Can you get up? If you don't, I'm going to hit someone."
"Get up." Mu Yu still had his eyes closed. Village Chief Lao Bu had never hit him before.
"I made your favorite braised fish early in the morning. If you don't eat it, I'll lose it."
"eat!"
Mu Yu sat up as a reflex, his eyes glowed, and he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth. Then, in the eyes of the village chief Lao Bu who couldn't laugh or cry, Mu Yu put on a pair of underpants and rushed to the kitchen.
"What a snack!" Village Chief Lao Bu shook his head helplessly, picked up Mu Yu's clothes on the chair, and walked towards the kitchen.
Village Chief Lao Bu looked at Mu Yu's devouring food with a smile, touched Mu Yu's head and said: "Becoming an immortal master is a matter of honoring one's ancestors. You must strive for your best. Not everyone can be an immortal master. , they fly around and are omnipotent. When we mortals see the immortal masters, we have to kneel down to them! When you come back after completing your studies, your status will be different. Last year, Lu Yiyi from Dadian Village graduated from the Qingsong Sect. When I came back, Dadian Village was specially decorated with lights and fireworks, and the sky was full of fireworks, which made me very envious!"
"Ah! Yes, yes, I remember this. The fireworks burned down the granary that day. Their awareness of fire prevention was so poor." Mu Yu continued to pluck at the rice in his bowl and ate the village chief's braised fish. This was his favorite.
Everyone in the village knew that Mu Yu was an orphan. More than ten years ago, a woman came to this village with a full belly and gave birth to him. When Mu Yu was two years old, Mu Yu's mother left without saying goodbye. No one thought that Mu Yu's mother would be so cruel, leaving Mu Yu who was only two years old alone. Fortunately, the village chief adopted him, and now he is twelve years old and has met the requirements for enrollment in the school.
"Yes! This shows that ordinary safety and fire prevention awareness is very important. Our village will also hold a fire prevention drill next time to explain effective fire prevention measures to everyone... Bah, this is not the point! The point is that someone has an immortal master! An immortal master. Do you understand?" The village elder realized that he had been led astray by Mu Yu, and immediately knocked Mu Yu on the head to change the subject.
Every year, someone comes to the village to measure the bones of children over twelve years old. If they pass, they will be sent to schools in the town. School is practice. This world is not as simple as imagined. Cultivation is the road to success. It is easy for those who practice great skills to move mountains and reclaim seas. Everyone hopes that they can have the qualifications to practice. Everyone hopes that they can be among the strong, pursue immortality, and be proud of the world.
Mu Yu stuck out his tongue and muttered: "If that immortal master is so powerful, why doesn't he use some magic to put out the fire?"
The village elder twirled his beard and was a little confused. He said slowly: "Maybe... maybe the magic of that immortal master was still in the cooling down period at that time? Oh, how do we know in the world of immortals? Maybe that day was not an auspicious day to cast the spell. maybe."
"Heh, heh." Mu Yu laughed twice. Do you need to look at the almanac to cast a spell? The old man has a lot of ideas.
Mu Yu doesn't want to cultivate immortality, even though this is an opportunity that many people are trying to get. Koba had his own reasons.
No one in the village knows that Mu Yu often has a strange dream. In the dream, there is a figure like a Rakshasa ghost, and human life is like an ant in the hands of that person. In Mu Yu's dream, the sky is dark red, the moon is blood red, and the river is crimson. Everything seems to be just for killing. When Mu Yu wants to know who that Rakshasa ghost is, he will always wake up at that time, and then his whole body will be soaked with sweat.
"That Rakshasa ghost is the so-called cultivator, right?"
Mu Yu thought this in his heart, so he unknowingly resisted cultivators. He didn't know why he had this dream, nor what it meant. He felt that he should stay quietly in this peaceful village and be close to the village chief and grandpa. Becoming an immortal master would not necessarily be better than what he is now.
He thought so, but the village chief didn't think so.
"Old man, I don't expect anything. I just hope that you can join a better Xianjia sect and give our village a long face so that I can hold my head high in front of outsiders." The village elder rubbed his hands with a smile on his face. He said to Mu Yu hopefully.
"Oh." Mu Yu picked up a piece of bacon and noticed something was wrong. Isn't this kind of meat usually only available during holidays? Today is not a holiday! Mu Yu raised his head and asked doubtfully: "Grandpa village chief, why are you willing to cook bacon?"
"If you leave like this, you won't be able to enjoy the old man's craftsmanship for a long time. How can grandpa be stingy?" The village elder patted Mu Yu on the shoulder and said with a smile.
Mu Yu was silent for a long time and looked around. The village elder had no children and always regarded Mu Yu as his grandson. He was kind-hearted, worked hard all his life, and his wishes were very simple. Mu Yu laughed: "Don't worry, Grandpa, when I come back, you can show off everywhere."
How can you refuse the old man's wish
"Yes, when you come back next time, I will take you out to people in other villages to open their eyes. Our village also has good things." The village elder said with a smile.
Mu Yu blinked and led him out? Yo? Why did you become a mule
"Grandpa, village chief, you are just showing off, show off." Mu Yu kindly reminded.
"Yes, take it out and show it off." The village elder said proudly.
Yes, it’s still a mule. Mu Yu rolled his eyes, getting stuck on the fish bone.