"Have you heard? A few little dolls came. It is said that they killed many zombies along the way and came to our village."
"Hey, it's not an immortal from Quanzhen, is it?"
"Um... It doesn't seem to be the case. It seems that a passing immortal discovered that there are zombies in our village, so he came to help us. They are currently at the village chief's house, and many people have gone to see them."
"Let's go, let's go, let's go."
In an earthen house in Zhoujia Village, Lin Xiaolu, holding Shuai Shuai Ya, sat around an Eight Immortals table with Jiang Ning, Wu Gu, and Shangguan Shiliu, listening to the kind-faced old man in front of him telling about zombies.
Jiang Ning and Wu Gu listened attentively, but Lin Xiaolu and Guan Shiliu had no patience. The two of them looked around, listening to the villagers peeping outside the door talking about themselves.
Shangguan Shiliu found that many villagers had gathered outside the door, and they were all looking at him and Jiang Ning strangely. However, Jiang Ning had his back turned to them and was talking to the village chief, so he didn't notice.
Lin Xiaolu also noticed this situation. It seemed that most of the people in this village were men. At this moment, everyone was looking at Huadie and Jiang Ning with green eyes. He felt that these people were quite discerning. They discovered it so quickly. They are both ugly.
"The immortals can stay here first and deal with the zombies tomorrow. On behalf of the villagers, I would like to express my gratitude to the immortals."
"You don't need to be polite, old man." Jiang Ning quickly helped the village chief, who was leaning on crutches and bowing, and said lightly: "The three of them are immortals. I, like you, am just a mortal."
As soon as these words came out, the villagers watching outside the door became commotion again. Many people focused their eyes on Jiang Ning's graceful back and looked up and down repeatedly.
Lin Xiaolu naturally had a clear view of all this. He felt that Aning was still too honest and didn't know how to pretend. As soon as she said that she was a mortal, the villagers immediately looked down on her.
The village chief's house was quite large. Although it was simple, it was also clean and tidy. A few young people lived there. Lin Xiaolu and Wu Gu shared a room, while Jiang Ning shared a room with Shangguan Shiliu.
Several people spent the whole night running around, but they didn't get much sleep. They fell asleep soon after taking the dust-cleansing pill, and spent the whole night speechless.
The next day, the sky in the village was still pitch black. Lin Xiaolu was woken up early in the morning by the sound of Wu Kuan chanting sutras. He raised his hand angrily and wanted to slap him on the head. When he saw Wu Kuan's little face with red eyes, , and I’m too embarrassed to take pictures.
Outside the earthen house of the village chief's house was a small courtyard. The boy who was woken up had no intention of going back to sleep, so he simply got up and got out of bed, used the dust-cleansing pill and went out, setting up his horse in the small courtyard.
However, not long after he got stuck, he saw a villager in his thirties wearing coarse linen clothes appearing on the dirt road nearby, looking at him curiously.
He glanced at the villager, ignored him, and continued walking. But after a while, two more villagers came and looked at him curiously.
He glanced at these adults angrily and said fiercely: "What are you looking at?"
Several villagers seemed to be a little curious about him, the "little immortal", without much awe on their faces. One of the villagers spoke directly:
"Shangxian, yesterday the villain took a fancy to Shangxian and talked with the village chief. A girl said that she was also a mortal."
"Oh, you mean An Ning, yes, what's wrong?"
"Shangxian, where is that girl from? We admire her very much." Another villager asked impatiently.
Lin Xiaolu didn't feel anything was wrong and responded directly: "A Ning is from the Tang Dynasty, a far away country that I have never been to."
When several villagers saw that Lin Xiaolu did not look as scary as they thought and was young, they suddenly became excited and asked again: "Xiao Shangxian, is that girl married?"
"Marriage?"
Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment and said confusedly: "A Ning is only fourteen years old, only one year older than me. How can we get married?"
"Fourteen years old? Not too young. Not too young."
"Yes, many girls in our village get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen."
On the dirt road, more and more villagers gathered together, and each one began to talk about it, which made Lin Xiaolu's doubts deepen.
After a while, he looked at the many villagers in front of him who were two or three years older than him, and said with slight hesitation:
"You...don't want to marry Aning?"
The villagers did not deny it. One of them, a bearded man, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Hey, don't be surprised, little fairy. Our village is a famous bachelor's village. Everyone can't get a wife. It's rare to have two fairy-like girls." , everyone is naturally itchy to see it.”
Everyone saw that Lin Xiaolu seemed to have a good temper, so the chatterbox was completely opened, and everyone started chatting away.
There was a man in the field who could be Lin Xiaolu's father. He smacked his lips and said: "Old man, I have lived for more than forty years. This is the first time I have seen such a beautiful girl. It would be great if she could give birth to a baby for me." .”
"No, they are much prettier than those girls kidnapped by Ren Yazi."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Xiaolu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He could barely accept the previous sentences, but now the words spoken by these villagers were becoming more and more unpleasant.
Based on the principle that he should not bully ordinary people, Lin Xiaolu reminded these people: "We are here to deal with the zombies to save you. We will leave after dealing with the zombies."
"It's nothing like being an immortal." A villager laughed and said, "That girl is not a mortal. It's useless for you to take her with you. I'll go back and ask her if the requirements for marrying her are high."
"Yes, Immortal. As a mortal, how can that girl stay with you? Is she your servant?"
Lin Xiaolu:......
He is really a little angry, these people must be sick! Are you crazy about having a wife?
"Aning is not my servant, he is my friend."
"Stop talking, we are just here to deal with zombies."
Two somewhat rude words were uttered, but the villagers still didn't take him seriously, as if they only regarded him as an ordinary kid with some ability and continued to discuss Jiang Ning's figure.
Someone even said: "If I could sleep with such a beautiful girl for one night, it would be worth dying. It would be better than ending my family here."
Lin Xiaolu was completely stunned when he heard this. He had never been exposed to such a thing before, and he froze on the spot for a moment.
He could tell that these people didn't seem to have much respect for immortals at all. They seemed to only care about whether they could marry a wife and have children.
And just when he was in a state of confusion, the petite Shangguan Pomegranate, wearing two buns and a colorful flower skirt, suddenly walked out of the room.
As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted the attention of all the men. Dozens of men stared at her, a twelve-year-old girl. That scene made Lin Xiaolu feel uncomfortable.
Shangguan Shiliu walked up to Lin Xiaolu smartly, glanced at him, and snorted disdainfully:
"You are so arrogant towards powerful monks and are ready to draw a sword at every turn. Why are you so weak towards these common people who don't know whether to live or die?"
Lin Xiaolu scratched his head, feeling embarrassed and at a loss.
After Shangguan Shiliu snorted, he faced the villagers with green eyes and sneered like a little devil:
"From now on, if any guy treats me and Jiang Ning lightly, even if he just takes a look or makes a comment, I will gouge out his eyeballs.
After gouging out the eyes, cut off the tongue, after cutting out the tongue, chop off the hands, after chopping off the hands, chop off the legs, after chopping off the legs, chop off the little brother, after chopping off the little brother's soul!
Don’t you think death is worth it?
Well, I will make your life worse than death.
So that you can’t even reincarnate! "
After saying the harsh words, she raised her chin and glanced at all the villagers domineeringly:
"Which one wants to try?"
