"Father, it's none of his business, just let him go." At this moment, the ground shook violently, and a soft voice sounded behind him.
"Yu'er, why are you here?" Heituzi looked behind Mu Hanyan and asked lovingly.
Mu Hanyan subconsciously looked back and shivered subconsciously.
My own, definitely my own! The first time she saw Yu'er, Mu Hanyan was sure of this.
I saw a woman who was even bigger than Heituzi, and a bit darker, galloping forward with big strides, and the ground trembled with every step.
"Han Yan, you should trust me now, right?" Looking at the woman, Ling Baobao asked suddenly full of sadness.
Mu Hanyan nodded. Indeed, she now completely believed in Ling Baobao's words. His taste was definitely not so serious.
"Father, it's none of his business, it's all voluntary." Yu'er looked at Ling Baobao, affectionately, and at the same time said shyly.
Mu Hanyan shuddered, and goosebumps scattered all over the floor.
Mu Hanyan suddenly thought that the reason why Ling Baobao ran away in a hurry was probably not only because of the so-called priest's magical spells, but also to escape marriage, because even if he became a priest of Fengcheng Temple, he still had If you can't escape the fate of getting married, it is better to escape early than to escape late.
"Baby Ling, I'll give you two choices now. You can either go to Tianfeng City Fengcheng Temple to participate in the priest assessment on behalf of our Mujia Village, or you can marry Xiaoyu right away. Also, everyone has spent so much money on you this year. You have to return them one by one." Heituzi didn't bother to talk to him, and directly set out the conditions.
"You guys should beat me to death." Seeing his fiancée-to-be, Ling Baobao finally completely despaired.
"Okay, okay, do you really think I dare not kill you?" Heituzi trembled with anger, threw away the rake in his hand, and took out a butcher's knife and said with a ferocious face.
Mu Hanyan is getting a little dizzy. These villagers are all physically fit. Although they don't have much cultivation, judging from the strength of the previous Heituzi, they are comparable to swordsmen at the second and third ranks. Others probably won't Where is the weakness. However, her own strength was suppressed to the fifth level of the sword master, and she was injured. If the opponent rushed forward, she might not be able to protect herself, let alone protect Baby Ling.
"Stop!" At this moment, a calm voice sounded, and an old man came slowly.
This old man was dressed in kudzu clothes, with white hair like snow and wrinkles on his face. With Mu Hanyan's eyesight, he couldn't tell how old he was. He only felt that if he was not five hundred years old, he would be at least three hundred years old. old age.
"Old man, why are you here?" Heituzi hurriedly put away the butcher's knife, and stepped forward together with several other village names to support the old man.
"It's so windy, you old man, don't come out, what should we do if something goes wrong." The others also said tremblingly, even the movements of supporting the old man were extremely careful.
If there is an old man in a family, if there is a treasure, this old man is obviously a treasure in Mujia Village.
"You guys are making such a big commotion, the old priest let me take a look." The old man said lightly.
"What, the old priest already knows, we deserve to die for disturbing the old priest's Qingxiu." Hearing what the old man said, everyone around showed panic, and their faces were full of guilt.
Hearing what they said, Mu Hanyan was also a little surprised. Obviously, the status of the old priest they are talking about is much higher than that of the old man in front of him, and this old man seems to be several hundred years old, so how big is the old priest he is talking about? age? Can the people of God's Continent live to such a great age
The old man didn't say anything more, he left the crowd and came to Mu Hanyan.
"The forest of old rotten trees is the previous patriarch of this Mu family village. How dare you ask this girl what to call her." The old man bowed his hands to Mu Hanyan and said politely.
"Junior Mu Hanyan, I have met senior." Mu Hanyan saluted.
After the audience talked so much, Mu Hanyan found that the language and words used in the Continent of God and the Continent of the Holy Court were not much different, but the tone of voice was a little different, so she gradually let go, and was no longer as cautious as she was at the beginning. .
"Miss Mu, you don't need to be too polite. My old priest invites you to come and see me." Mu Chenglin didn't dare to be too condescending, so he quickly returned the courtesy.
"What, the old priest wants to see her!" Hearing his words, someone subconsciously exclaimed.
"The old priest hasn't been out to see visitors for almost ten years. Even when the liar Ling Baobao came last time, he just asked the old lady to pass on a message." Someone also said enviously. It seems that it is a great honor for them to meet the old priest.
"Don't forget, this is also a priest, and she is the only one who is qualified to meet the old priest." Some people said it as a matter of course.
Speaking of this, Mu Hanyan remembered that she hadn't figured out why she accidentally became a priest, but she didn't want to talk too much at this time. If she wanted to let others know that she was not a priest, she was afraid that the hoe and rake would It was about to fly over the two of them.
"The old priest said that Miss Mu is his old friend, so don't offend her. Also, since Baobao Ling is her friend, don't embarrass him for the time being, just keep him entertained." Mu Chenglin Then he said to the crowd.
"So that's how it is. Please forgive me for what I offended earlier!" Hearing this, the eyes of the people around Mu Hanyan changed again, and even Heituzi hurriedly knelt down to Mu Hanyan apologize.
From this, it is not difficult to see how respected this old priest is in everyone's mind.
"Priest Mu, please." Mu Chenglin made a gesture of invitation, and there was a bit of envy in his eyes.
After the old man? Mu Hanyan glanced at Mu Chenglin in doubt. Calculating the time, she came to God's Continent only a little more than half an hour, it can be said that her eyes were smeared, so how could she have any old friends.
Mu Hanyan became a little curious about this old priest.
"Thank you, senior." He couldn't leave anyway, and didn't know what to do if he left, so Mu Hanyan simply followed behind Mu Chenglin.
Baobao Ling also followed behind surrounded by everyone, the old priest only said not to embarrass him for the time being, but did not say to let him go.
Not long after walking, Mu Hanyan came to Mujia Village.
A village with hundreds of people is naturally not prosperous, but it doesn't look dilapidated at all. Rows of houses are solid and tidy, and the granary is tall and majestic. Competing in competitions or offering sacrifices to ancestor gods, the days of these villagers are obviously much richer than many rural people in the Holy Court Continent.