Mu Yu didn't sleep all morning, and he yawned and separated from Lan Linger the next day. The locations of Qingshou City and Liushui Village were different. Lan Ling'er was in a hurry to go to Qingshou City. She made some sarcasm and asked Mu Yu to be careful not to get into trouble, throwing the Luochen Sect's face into disgrace, and asked Mu Yu to go to Qingshou City in three days. Find her.
Mu Yu and Lan Ling'er quarreled for a while, then turned on the road to Liushui Village.
Liushui Village is still not so peaceful. A clear river surrounds the village and feeds the ruthless village. Mu Yu flew all the way over and looked down at the village from the air, which was quite interesting. He landed not far from the village entrance, and another statue was erected at the village entrance, two in total. Mu Yu slapped his mouth. Needless to say, the newly erected statue should reject him.
Thinking of that, he felt a little uneasy. Did he remember 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 could not escape that fate.
Mu Yu took a closer look, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground. It's good that the village chief Lao Bu hired someone who was more qualified that time. Although it was not ambiguous, at least it didn't look ugly. There is farmland near Liushui Village, and many villagers are doing farm work there. Mu Yu doesn't want to disturb them. He wants to go to the village chief first.
There is a grain drying field in the village, and there is a small pavilion next to it. In the past, the village chief would tell all kinds of interesting stories to the children there, and tomorrow was no exception. When the village chief was young, he would lead everyone to work together. Later, when he got older and stopped going out, he would gather the children in the village every day, teach them how to read, and tell 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 walked by the river and started crying. At that time, an immortal master appeared and asked Why did the little cow cry? The little cow 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, and asked the calf boy if he had dropped it. The calf boy shook his head, and the fairy master again He fished out a hatchet made of gold and asked the little boy if he had dropped it. The little boy shook his head again. At that time, the fairy fished out the hatchet made of iron, and the little boy burst into tears. Laugh and say it was him who dropped it.
When the immortal master was happy, he accepted the little cow as his disciple. What inspiration can we get from that story? "Lao Bu, the village chief, walked on the bench, waving his cattail leaf fan, and asked about a dozen 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!" said the village chief.
"But he was able to fish in the East River when he was three years old. No one in their 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. What's the point? Please tell us what the story means?" The village chief's grandfather was a little helpless.
"Why did Xiao Niu want to bring a hatchet to the river? His mother said that only adults can use the hatchet, and children are not allowed to touch it," Yadan said.
"That's wrong, his father said he would break his legs if he touched the hatchet." 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 cry very much and look embarrassed." Huahua stretched out her index finger and scratched her face.
"The calf is just a child. 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: "He, he doesn't know, he has never seen it..."
"Even the village chief grandpa doesn't know, so the little cowboy doesn't know if it's made of gold, right? He thinks that if he knew if the hatchet was made of gold, the little cowboy would definitely tell him that he lost it." Gou Sheng raised his leg and said.
"Wrong, wrong, you are really a fool if you don't even ask for gold." Ermao said disdainfully.
"Grandpa, village chief, can I please tell them a story about a fool?" After Da Mao finished speaking, everyone laughed.
Mu Yu listened quietly on the side, with a confused look on his face. What they said made sense, but Mu Yu was speechless. Children's thinking is broad. Maybe no one will correct them, and they will have richer imaginations.
"Don't laugh, don't laugh." The village elder said angrily: "That story tells them that they need to be honest in life. Honesty will make them think more highly of me. If there is honesty, maybe the immortal master will take a fancy to us. , and accept everyone as his disciples, do you understand?"
"Grandpa, the village chief, he has a problem." Xiao Changsheng slowly raised his leg.
"Is there anything I don't understand about Changsheng?" The village chief knew that Changsheng was slow and often needed to think about something for a long time before he could understand it, so he waited patiently for the little Changsheng to say what he said.
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 hasn't changed much in the past two years, but Mu Yu has grown a lot and changed a lot. I wonder if the village chief will recognize him later.
"He told us whether there have been two immortal masters in their village in the past ten years. Two years ago, Muyu was favored by a certain sect very proudly. Now he is a majestic immortal. We also want to be more impressive. , strive for one day that we all can become immortal masters, you know? To avoid being laughed at by other villages, the bigger village will have two more people next year, and the comparison between people is so 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 disgraced.
Mu Yu didn't know what would have happened if he hadn't met his master. I'm afraid he would be a gray handyman disciple in the academy now, eagerly waiting to be noticed by a certain sect. Sometimes cultivating immortals depends on chance. If not, Mu Yu would not have met his master.
"Grandpa Village Chief, let me tell them more about Brother Muyu! Is Brother Muyu usually a good person? Maybe they can learn from his behavior and become immortal masters!" Ya! Dan yelled.
The village chief waved his legs: "Isn't the Immortal Master not allowed to be discussed casually? Do they feel it? People will hear when they say bad things about him."
Mu Yu blinked. He didn't know what power he had. Obviously, in the eyes of ordinary people, the immortal master Bei Nao was distracted. Mu Yu remembered that when the first person in the village in ten years came back, the villagers knelt and refused to bow. At that time, Mu Yu hid outside with disdain and did not want 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, was he very well-behaved when we 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 the village chief's praise of him. Although most of those words are inconsistent with Mu Yu. For example, Mu Yu is not very obedient, likes to make trouble, and occasionally fights with other children, but is it true that he is sensible? He is not sensible. He has not been spoiled by his parents since he was a child. Being raised by a village chief, one 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 such a grand display of firecrackers.
Near noon, the village chief also came back to cook rice while humming a tune slowly. He pushed open 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 walked in the yard. There was a swing there. The swing was specially made for Mu Yu by the village chief and he still keeps it.
"No Muyu!" The village chief nodded habitually. Muyu used to walk on the swing and wait for him to come back to cook. For a moment, he thought he had gone back a few years ago. The village chief turned around and closed the courtyard door, but he was stunned when he was there. He turned around suddenly and his eyes widened: "Mu, Mu, Mu Yu?"
Mu Yu stood up with a smile. He touched his stomach and said, "Grandpa Village Chief, he is starving."
The village chief didn't move. He stared at Mu Yu blankly, unable to recover 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. Jing Jing was at a loss as to what to do.
"Mu, Mu Yu, oh no no, Master Immortal, Master Immortal is here..." The village chief knelt down to the east, but Mu Yu held him back.
"Grandpa village chief, is he alive? There is no need to kneel down." Mu Yu hugged the village chief with a smile. Even though Mu Yu had grown a lot in the past two years, he was still not taller than the lanky village chief. He is short, so Mu Yu thinks that the village chief's chest is not that warm.
Being hugged by Mu Yu, the familiar feeling spread to the village chief. The village chief stretched out his legs, wanting to pat Mu Yu's back, but hesitantly did not dare to do so. At first, he couldn't help but pat her lightly. He gently touched Mu Yu's back.
"Is it really Mu Yu? Is it really Mu Yu..." The village chief's eyes showed a hint of cruelty. The naughty boy who often jumped up and down in front of the village chief was really back, and he had mixed feelings for a while.
"Grandpa Village Chief, he's hungry." Mu Yu said. He hadn't eaten the food cooked by the Village Chief for a long time. In that world, besides the master, there was also the meal cooked by the village chief that made Mu Yu the most happy.
"He, he is going to inform the others immediately to help me clean up the dust!" the village chief said continuously.
"No, no, no, he doesn't want others to know that he is back. Grandpa, the village chief, just cook a meal for him and me." Mu Yu knew that the village chief's attitude towards the immortal master was wrong, and he would definitely ask for a big banquet. Maybe he would like to invite an actor to sing for two days. Is frugality a virtue? After all, Mu Yu is used to living a frugal life in Luochen Mountain.
"How can that be done? My current status is obviously different from what it used to be. How can I live in such a simple way? I must find someone with a good reputation and let other villages see their 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, or should it be twelve years now, there were two immortal masters in the village. They couldn't hold their heads high in front of other villages, so the village The leader can't wait to beg other villages to see it, so that the leader can save his face. Mu Yu felt that it was not good to deprive the village chief of that opportunity to be proud. He thought for a moment and said, "Is that okay tomorrow? He is really hungry now."
"Okay, okay, he is going to cook for their little Muyu Immortal Master. He will inform others at noon..." The village chief ran towards the kitchen happily.
Mu Yu looked at the village chief's hurried away figure, thinking that this was his first home, and it felt so good to go home.