Kikyo said nothing, just turned around silently and continued walking towards the village.
A group of half-grown ghosts looked confused, but they didn't think much about it. They continued chatting about the previous topic, crowded around the miko sister, and followed the direction of the village... Only Xiaoye froze on the spot and reacted. Then he glared at the old monk angrily.
She was still young, so naturally she couldn't understand the true meaning of the old monk's words. She just felt that this old man was really hateful. He was telling Sister Kikyo to leave the village... She only understood this step, but even so, she still felt very uncomfortable. Happy, but also worried at the same time.
She trotted all the way to catch up, her little hands tightly holding the miko's sleeves, and followed closely.
"Master Qinghai..."
Gu Mo stood there, watching Kikyo's back and a large group of brats drifting away, then turned around and said calmly.
"Huh? What, you...you knew me before?"
The old monk looked a little surprised when his name was suddenly called out. He stopped staring at the retreating back of the miko unwillingly, and instead stared closely at the strangely dressed half-demon in front of him. He looked him up and down. This half-demon How do you know yourself?
"Of course I don't know him. Why do you say that?" Gu Mo frowned immediately. What stupid things did the old monk say? How could he have known him before? He was really an old man and his brain was not very bright. ?
"Then how do you know my name?" The old monk also suddenly became confused. He thought he was not a particularly famous mage. Although he had traveled around the world and done a lot of things, compared to those real great masters, Eminent monk, the difference is not even the slightest bit.
So it couldn't be that his reputation made this half-demon recognize his identity at a glance, right?
"Name? Master, didn't you just say this yourself? Have you forgotten?" Gu Mo's brows furrowed even more tightly, and his eyes when looking at the other party were full of doubts. Perhaps his acting skills were too realistic, and at this time, He was too calm and told lies without any psychological burden, so the old monk was made less confident.
"D-I said it myself?"
The old monk's eyes looked a little confused. He subconsciously looked at the young monk behind him, trying to find an answer: "...Did I just say that?"
"Ah? Uh, this, this..." The young monk who was suddenly questioned was obviously a little nervous. He tried to think back, but felt that his mind was confused. He was not sure whether Master Qinghai had said this just now. It seemed that There was no, and it seemed there was, but he couldn't be sure.
But the young man opposite said it so conclusively and seriously, and he indeed called out Master Harumi's name, so... he should have said it!
The more he thought about it, the more the young monk felt that this was the case. He nodded and whispered: "Master, you seem to have said that just now."
"Did you really say that..."
The old monk's expression became sluggish, and he tried hard to recall, racking his brains and thinking hard. Why do I have no memory at all? Am I really old?
Inevitably, such an idea appeared in his mind.
"There's nothing you can do about it, Master. After all, you're so old, and you forget everything you said..." Gu Mo sighed over there, as if he was sincere, and said in a slightly sad tone, " This is actually a normal thing. Having said that, I have a recipe here that is very beneficial to the elderly. Do you want to give it a try..."
As he spoke, he took out a folded piece of paper. It looked a little yellow in texture, and there were signs of damaged curls at the edges. The details were very good.
"This this……"
The old monk looked at the prescription in the other person's hand. He seemed to be quite moved, but his eyebrows were frowning unconsciously. Something seemed wrong. Is now the time to do such a thing?
The thoughts in his mind became blurry, and he subconsciously felt that he had overlooked something important, but the other party did not give him time to sort out his thoughts slowly, nor did he intend to let him focus on this aspect. , and immediately started selling.
That's a lot of noise——
"This recipe is an ancestral recipe passed down from my family. It is made with honey, Sichuan clamshells, loquats, and Tianshan snow lotus..."
"It has countless advantages. It does not require refrigeration and has no preservatives. It is also very toxic and tastes delicious..."
"It's true that if you are traveling at home and killing people, you must have good medicine. If you insist on taking it every day, it will be very beneficial to old people like you, Master..."
At the end of his speech, Gu Mo looked serious, took a few steps forward, and put the prescription in his hand into the hands of the confused and confused old monk. "If it were anyone else, I wouldn't buy it, but we are destined to meet each other today. I thought about it for three minutes and decided to make a decision that goes against my ancestors. I will give this recipe to you, Master..."
"Ah? How can this be so embarrassing..."
The old monk subconsciously waved his hands to reject it. He was indeed very moved when he heard it, but if the other party just gave it to him for free, how could he accept this generous gift shamelessly?
"What's the point of being embarrassed? Master, take it and go back and recuperate. People still have to accept their old age and don't admit defeat, otherwise it's your own body that will suffer..." Gu Mo waved his hands repeatedly, but the words in his mouth disappeared. Even after I stopped, I still had the same sincere, persuasive, and "I'm all for your good" tone.
"But, but..."
"Stop being a failure, Master. Go back and give it a try now. If you feel it is effective, you must insist on it every day, no less in the morning, noon and evening. Eat three kilograms in one meal...and your apprentice, You can let him do the decoction of medicine. Who will remember to urge your master to take the medicine on time..."
"Ah? Oh oh oh, okay, okay, I understand!" The young monk who was suddenly stopped subconsciously replied loudly and nodded repeatedly, indicating that he would definitely take the responsibility of urging Master Qinghai to take medicine every day.
"That's good, that's good, go quickly! Walk slowly along the way!"
that's all--
Master Qinghai had a confused look on his face. He looked at the prescription in his hand. With the support of the young monk beside him, the two of them slowly turned around and walked in the opposite direction of the village.
Gu Mo stood there waving his hands and watching the two people go away. The smiling expression on his face lasted for a while before suddenly calming down.
He snorted lightly, then turned around and walked towards the village.
"What a troublesome old bald ass, isn't it good to live..."
As he walked, Gu Mo stretched out his slender index finger and rubbed the center of his brow. In such a short period of time, he consumed more mental energy than charming a lot of people, even though there were only two people opposite... No, it should be said that the main consumption is on that Master Qinghai.
Because the young monk's magic power is very low, almost negligible, it is effortless to capture it with the magic eye.
However, Master Qinghai has great magical power and a very firm character. Even though he probably subconsciously despised Gu Mo, he felt that the opponent was just a half-demon with weak and unstable demonic energy and low strength, or a fox demon who was often incompetent. , coupled with the fact that I don’t understand the extraordinary power of the magic eye from a foreign world——
So he entered Gu Mo's sight, but he had no precautions at all, and was affected by the spell unknowingly... But even with these successful factors added up, Gu Mo found that he wanted to give the other party a chance to succeed. Giving hints is quite difficult.
He could only use some gestures and language to slowly distract the old monk's attention, so that he could not concentrate enough and subconsciously followed the rhythm and direction he was led to, even though it was only for a moment. , only then did a flaw appear and he said it in a daze.
And it consumes quite a lot of money...
However, there is nothing that can be done about it. This is just a bronze-quality skill, and it is currently only at LV0 level. Probably it was only when Gu Mo's mental attributes reached a strength of 17 points that he could slightly make up for the lack of strength of the artificial magic eye.
"Damn it! You fox demon! I knew you had no good intentions!"
Before Gu Mo had gone far, there were rapid footsteps and gasps behind him, as well as the old monk's angry shouts.
Master Qinghai walked out with the young monk in confusion for a long time before he suddenly realized what he was doing. He threw the prescription down in shock and anger, turned around and ran back, ready to ask for an explanation! The young monk was a little unable to react, standing far behind, confused.
"What a hateful fox demon. Even if he likes to confuse people's hearts, he only knows this way!" Because he accidentally overturned the boat in the ditch, the old monk Qinghai was naturally frightened and angry, but he still felt that it was because of his carelessness. He fell into the opponent's half-demon's little trick.
"Master, don't say that. I don't like to confuse people. It's just that you are so old and I can't use other means to solve the problem. We are all gentle people. Is there anything that we can't talk about properly? "
Gu Mo stood still, turned around and sighed, not agreeing with the old monk Qinghai's accusation.
What do you mean by only knowing this method? I just can't use other methods in public, such as breaking the old monk's legs and throwing him out of the village... Really, I have already adopted a very gentle strategy to try to solve the problem. Why? Why can't you understand your own difficulties at all?
Gu Mo didn't feel disappointed that the old monk reacted so quickly. It was good that the power of the magic eye could take effect once. For now, it can only be used to deal with the problems caused by ordinary people. In order to cause trouble, or forcefully control some enemies with weak mental will, slightly higher level targets are not suitable to be used against the enemy.
We can only wait for the skill level to be improved, or see if there is any way to qualitatively change the quality level of the artificial magic eye itself...
Of course, there is also the simplest and crudest way, which is to desperately strengthen one's own mental strength... So what about the artificial magic eye, what about LV0, if his mental attribute points are 50 or 100 points, etc., The evil name of this evil eye is definitely more terrifying than the "straight-death evil eye" and "twisting evil eye"!
"It's ridiculous, if you have any tricks, just use them!" Old monk Qinghai didn't believe it, and he said angrily after he had just been fooled.
"..."
"..."
"Master, you are so confused. Wouldn't it be better if you just left like that?" Gu Mo was silent for a while, then shook his head helplessly, "Do you know how my grandfather lived to be a hundred years old?"
"Your grandfather is also a monster, right? What's so surprising about living to be a hundred years old!"
What does this half-demon want to express? Isn’t it a matter of course that youkai have a long lifespan? Not to mention one hundred years old, two hundred or three hundred years old is nothing, not to mention those big monsters, even ordinary monsters, three to five hundred years are completely worthless.
"No, it's because he never meddles in other people's business..."
Gu Mo smiled, then his expression calmed down, and he said seriously: "Master, please don't mind your own business. We have not harmed any innocent people, and we have always been quiet in this village. We’re just getting by, so can you please let us go?”
"..."
"..."
After being choked like this, the old monk's face didn't look good, but he still shook his head slowly and seriously: "Please forgive me for not agreeing."
The gap between humans and non-humans is huge. How can the residents of this shore and the other shore live together in the same place? Especially the witch just now should not stay in this world any longer. This is the insistence of the old monk. He has his own ideas and principles and will not be easily convinced.
"That means there's nothing to talk about?"
Although he had known this result for a long time, Gu Mo couldn't help but sigh and looked at the old monk opposite with a dangerous look in his eyes.
"If you have any ability, just use it..." the old monk said with a serious face. He had to complete this task and no one could stop him. Naturally, this half-demon can't do it, and if the charm is useless, he doesn't think the other party can use any other means.
Now it is nothing more than bluffing and showing off teeth and claws, but in reality it is strong on the outside but hard on the inside.
"Okay, you are noble, you are amazing, do you really think I can't cure you..."
Gu Mo sneered, and when he sneered, the old monk opposite him also cheered up, and the magic power around him was ready to be unleashed.
Although he still doesn't think the true strength of this half-demon is very strong, he has just suffered a loss. Now he will naturally not underestimate the enemy anymore. No matter how the opponent gets angry next, no matter what means he has, the old monk Qinghai will do it. Knock down the opponent with a devastating blow, and use the thunderbolt method with a bodhisattva heart!
However--
"Hey! Everyone, look over here!"
What the old monk didn't expect was that the half-demon young man opposite him didn't do anything at all. Instead, he took a deep breath and suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, attracting the attention of the villagers who were busy under the scorching sun in the crop fields not far away. Power, all of them were attracted at once.
Gu Mo waved his arms to attract the attention of the villagers, and continued to shout at the top of his lungs: "Look here, look here, these two hateful bald donkeys, everyone can see clearly! Especially this old guy has no good intentions, He just wanted to drive the miko-sama out of the village..."
"?" The old monk's eyes widened in astonishment, what are you doing?
The next moment, he felt dozens or hundreds of angry gazes suddenly focused on him.
…………
In the village.
Platycodon's residence.
"Xiaoye, is there anything else?" Seeing the group of children going home with the sorted herbs, and the little girl still lingering beside him, Platycodon platycodon showed a gentle smile and reached out to touch it. The little girl's soft hair said softly.
"Sister Platycodon..."
Xiaoye hesitated, then asked: "You won't leave here, will you?" Her eyes were full of hope and longing, and she seemed very worried.
The witch was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. She noticed the little girl's mood at the moment, which was one of worry, trust and attachment to herself.
After thinking for a moment, she asked softly: "Does Xiaoye like me?"
"Yeah! I like it very much! I like Sister Kikyo the most!" The little girl nodded without hesitation!
"Then I treat Xiaoye as my younger sister, so why would I leave?" Kikyo's smile became softer. She murmured like this, as if she was answering the little girl in front of her, and also seemed to be talking to herself. He was talking to himself, as if he was trying to convince himself.
"Really!?" The little girl was pleasantly surprised, and her eyes suddenly became bright. "I knew that the village chief would not lie to me. He said that sister Jie Jing, you and your eldest brother..."
As she spoke excitedly, she suddenly remembered the instructions from the village chief's grandfather and her parents, and quickly covered her mouth with her hand to stop talking.
"Huh? How about me and him?" The witch raised her eyebrows slightly. Is there anything else she doesn't know?
But at this time, there was a very noisy sound in the distance outside. Beatings, angry shouts and sharp curses were heard endlessly. It seemed that they were the sounds made by many villagers at the same time. Although they were separated by such a long distance, they could still be faintly heard. Hearing this, the miko immediately felt a chill in her heart——
What happened outside? Why is it so noisy?
She stood up immediately, frowning and looking out the window in the direction of the sound.
I saw a crowd of people at the entrance of the village. A large group of villagers and women were still covered in wet mud from the fields and sweating profusely. However, they didn't care about it at all. They were all excited and waving their hoes and rakes. , chasing the two monks in front.
The people without tools picked up the mud and stones on the ground and threw them in front of them. Like the others, they were yelling and swearing, as if they had some deep grudge against the two monks in front of them, and they hated them.
The two wandering monks, an old man and a young man, were beaten so hard that they ran away, begging for mercy. Behind them, a large group of villagers refused to let go, chasing and beating them, shouting and cursing.
Smoke and dust were everywhere, and the scene was extremely spectacular and tragic.
In the direction of the village entrance, the guy was taking a bite of a berry he didn't know where it came from, and walked back slowly, regardless of the chaotic scene behind him.
"...What a mess..."
After watching in silence for a while, the miko sighed.
But even though she said these words, the corners of her mouth were still slightly raised unconsciously.
Slowly retracting her gaze, she lowered her eyes and looked at the curious tiptoes beside her. She also tried to look at the little girl outside the window, and reached out to touch her little head again... Although she actually really wanted to be like before. Just like An An Ding, he also thinks that this village can accommodate him.
But maybe it's time...
