The village chief dug out the bacon that he was usually reluctant to eat, and also brought out the wine that he had hidden for several years. Later, he thought about Mu Yu not drinking, so he put the wine away.
"Eat more, eat more." The village chief stood aside cautiously and kept saying. He did not sit down. He felt that he was not qualified to sit and eat with the immortal master. He was a little annoyed because the room was not very clean. , if he had known that Mu Yu would come back, he would have sorted it out a month ago.
It took a lot of effort for Mu Yu to persuade the village chief to sit down: "Grandpa, village chief, there's no need to be so outspoken. I'm still the same little Mu Yu, and you treat me like an outsider."
"No, no, I'll sit, I'll sit." The village chief then sat next to Mu Yu, looking at Mu Yu's devouring food, thinking about the little Mu Yu who often came here to eat, he was cheerful and no longer restrained. . He knew that although Mu Yu had become a high-ranking immortal master, he did not have that arrogant attitude and still respected him so much. Not to mention how proud he was.
"Muyu, you can stay here at night or in your house. I clean the room every day. After you left, I found someone to renovate it. That's where the immortal master once lived, and I won't let anyone else do it. Close!" the village chief said nonchalantly.
A warm current surged in Mu Yu's heart. He must have thought that the hut he had lived in since he was a child was no longer so miserable, but it had lost the atmosphere of the past. He said: "Grandpa, village chief, I live here."
The village chief only had one bed here. When Mu Yu had nightmares as a child, he would come and sleep with the village chief. In fact, the village chief always wanted to take Mu Yu over, but Mu Yu didn't accept it at that time. Although he usually didn't say it, the village chief knew that the reason why Mu Yu stayed in his small shabby house was because he hoped that his mother would come back one day. However, after so many years, Mu Yu's mother is still missing.
"Well, I'll clean it up later. I'll just make a bunk and sleep underground." The village chief said.
Mu Yu shook his head, how could he bear to let the village chief lay the floor? But let’s talk about tonight’s matters tonight. The village chief couldn't wait to run out to make arrangements for Mu Yu to pick up the wind and wash away the dust. It is estimated that many villagers will come over to greet him soon. Everyone is very enthusiastic, Mu Yu knows this without even thinking about it.
Sure enough, the village chief had spread the news of Mu Yu's return throughout the village in a short period of time. Many people gathered outside the village chief's courtyard and rushed to look at Mu Yu. Some people had just returned from the fields. He came without even putting down his farm tools. These are kind-hearted villagers who have helped Mu Yu. Mu Yu can only go out and greet everyone in a friendly manner.
"Mu Yu, it's really Mu Yu!" Aunt Wang was holding a basket in her hand. The basket was filled with vegetables. She must have just returned from picking vegetables.
"No, he is an immortal master now." Uncle Qian was still carrying the hoe.
"Hello everyone, how are you, Mrs. Wang?" Mu Yu asked politely.
"Okay, okay." Aunt Wang smiled happily and quickly said to the person next to her, "The Immortal Master greets me, the Immortal Master greets me."
Mu Yu was quite helpless and greeted everyone one by one. He originally just shook hands with Uncle Qian, but everyone crowded over to shake hands with Mu Yu. Shaking hands with the immortal master was a big deal for them. What a great honor.
"I will never wash my hands that are stained with fairy energy for the rest of my life!" Uncle Qian happily covered his hands that were still stained with mud, for fear that the fairy energy would escape.
Mu Yu didn't know what to say. Ordinary people held cultivators like them too high and respected them like gods. He didn't know whether it was good or bad. Only cultivators themselves know that so-called gods do not exist at all, and they are not worthy of being gods. In addition to cultivating their own spiritual power, they also have various needs like ordinary people. The status of cultivators in the eyes of ordinary people is so high, no wonder those gray handyman disciples in the academy are not willing to become ordinary people again.
The villagers all looked at Mu Yu in awe, and they didn't disperse until the village chief shouted loudly and ran over to rush everyone to prepare for the celebration.
"Muyu, tell these little kids about your experience of becoming an immortal and let them enlighten themselves." The village chief pointed at the group of naked little kids.
Immortal experience? What is this
Mu Yu didn't know, but the village chief had already left, but the little kids ran over happily.
"Brother Muyu, is it so fun to be a god?"
"Can gods change?"
"Gods can fly, Brother Muyu will fly one for us to see."
"Brother Muyu, do the gods want to eat?"
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The children were not afraid of the immortal master. They happily surrounded Mu Yu and asked various questions. Mu Yu finally understood how patient the village chief had to be when dealing with children. Children's questions were always weird. Then he thought that he was actually not that old now. In the past, he might have asked the village chief questions. Is the village chief really annoyed
"I don't know if gods can fly, but I can fly." Mu Yu waved his hand, and the flying sword had reached his feet, and Mu Yu floated in mid-air in the courtyard.
"Wow! Great, great!"
The children were all shocked, Yadan even wiped her nose, and everyone cheered and clapped their hands.
"I'll take everyone to fly together. Who wants to fly with me?" Mu Yu raised his hand and asked.
"Me, me, me!"
"I'll go first!"
"And I!"
Everyone jumped up and down for fear of being left alone. Mu Yu immediately picked up Er Mao and Gou Sheng, and then took them flying. It's funny to think about it. When he was learning to fly, he spent some time because he was afraid of heights. Lan Ling'er laughed at him for a long time, and he still doesn't let him go. But now he has to fly around with a group of children. Muyu thinks it is fun to be with children. He is a fourteen-year-old child himself. Children of his age in the village have long gone to the fields with their parents. He works and doesn't play around, so Mu Yu is the biggest here.
Mu Yu is no stranger to dealing with children. After all, there is a pair of strange twins in Luochen Mountain. No matter how naughty these children are, they are not as naughty as those two guys. Mu Yu spent the whole afternoon flying around with the children. He took the dog Sheng to fly among the branches to pick out bird eggs, took the little Changsheng who wet his pants to the river to clean them, and took everyone to the village where no one was there. I dared to go to the hillside for a while, and it turned out that there was a hornet's nest there.
The village has already been very lively. Every household is killing chickens and cattle, and hanging red lanterns. At the same time, firecrackers are also going off, not to mention how lively it is. I haven't seen the village chief all afternoon, and I don't know what the village chief is busy with.
Mu Yu lay on the haystack in the village's grain drying field and told everyone about his life of cultivation. Although his description seemed very concise, to a child, how could the words spoken by the immortal master be ordinary? Every child listened attentively. Occasionally, adults passed by and listened secretly for a while. Obviously everyone was curious about the life of the gods.
"It's not good, it's not good, Immortal Master Muyu, something happened, something happened!"
In the distance, an old man who hunted for a living at the head of the village ran towards us in a panic. He had bruises on his forehead, a chipped lip, and scratches on his face. His left hand was tilted to the side, and he looked Like a broken bone.
"What happened, Uncle Zhang?" Mu Yu looked at Lao Zhang like this and didn't understand how Lao Zhang could be like this.
"Village Chief, something happened to the Village Chief!" Lao Zhang said breathlessly.
"Grandpa Village Chief? What's wrong with him?" Mu Yu's heart tightened, and an unknown feeling surged into his heart.
Lao Zhang said: "Just now the village chief asked me to accompany him to Dadian Village to buy some rice wine and red candles, but I didn't expect that Dadian Village would also be decorated with lights and decorations to welcome an immortal master at this moment. That Dahu Village Chief insulted you, and then The village chief got into an argument with him, and ended up being hung up by the immortal master. They asked me to come back to..."
Before he finished speaking, Mu Yu had already disappeared, and Lao Zhang disappeared with him.