"What's wrong?" Mo Li, who was on the side, had been paying attention to Bu Xiaotian's expression. Seeing that he looked a little strange, he couldn't help but feel nervous and asked quickly.
"Did you make this dish?" Bu Xiaotian reluctantly swallowed the food in his mouth, looked at Mo Li, and asked after a while.
"Yeah, how do you know? Isn't it delicious?" Mo Li looked a little strange when he saw that Bu Xiaotian had guessed that this dish was made by her. She couldn't help but asked nervously.
Bu Xiaotian didn't answer immediately and took a sip of soup.
After his expression returned to normal, he said: "No, no, it's delicious. You must not have tasted it yourself, right? Come on, try your handicrafts. Such a delicious dish, don't let them snatch it all up later." .”
As he spoke, Bu Xiaotian also took some of the vegetables from the plate and put them into Mo Li's bowl, as if he was really afraid that she wouldn't be able to eat them.
Mo Li was already elated by Bu Xiaotian's sudden concern at this time, and did not even see the narrow smile hidden in Bu Xiaotian's eyes.
With a smile on his face, he picked up the food in the bowl and ate it in his mouth. The moment the food entered his mouth, the expression on Mo Li's face froze, followed by a sound of "bah bah bah", and Mo Li took the food in his mouth. He vomited everything, and finally picked up a cup and poured a cup of tea to rinse his mouth. Then he turned to Bu Xiaotian fiercely and cursed: "Bu Xiaotian, you bastard! Are you deliberately trying to mess with me?"
"Hahaha..." Bu Xiaotian, who was watching from the side, was already laughing. After a while, he managed to stop laughing and said, "This is the food you cooked yourself. I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so 'excellent'. I admire you." admire!"
"You! Don't laugh again! If you laugh again, be careful and I'll make you eat all the rest of the food!" When Mo Li heard Bu Xiaotian "praising" her like this, she suddenly felt depressed, and there was also a slight hint of excitement. Disappointed, but still with a fierce look on his face, he threatened Bu Xiaotian severely.
Bu Xiaotian really didn't dare to laugh anymore when he heard this, for fear of offending Mo Li, so he had to quickly lower his head and pick up the bowl in his hand to eat.
But judging from the slight shaking of his shoulders, he was enduring it very hard.
Mo Li glared at Bu Xiaotian fiercely, then picked up the bowl in front of him and started eating the food one bite at a time.
But looking at her gnashing her teeth, it seemed that what was in the bowl was not food but Bu Xiaotian's meat, which made Bu Xiaotian, who was holding back his laughter, feel a chill down his spine.
Baishi and others on the side just looked at the two young people at the table with a smile. They wisely did not disturb the bickering and quarreling between the two, and just ate their food slowly.
The meal was finished in such a strange atmosphere.
After everyone finished eating, Bu Xiaotian said: "Old man Baishi, it has been more than a month since I went down the mountain. The injuries on my body have almost healed in the past few days. I plan to go back today."
"Xiaotian, why are you leaving so soon? Are we not taking good care of you?" Bai Shi was a little anxious when he heard that Bu Xiaotian was leaving.
"No, old man Baishi, it's not your fault. Don't worry too much! When I went down the mountain, I told my senior brother that I would go back within a month. The mountain gate competition will be in less than two months. I really can't do it anymore. What a delay!" Seeing Bai Shi's anxious look, Bu Xiaotian explained.
"Yes, it's impossible for people like you to stay in a small place like ours for the rest of their lives. I wonder when are you going to leave, Xiaotian?" Baishi heard that Bu Xiaotian was leaving, showing a trace of reluctance, but then he was relieved. , and asked instead.
"I want to leave today, the sooner the better."
"That's fine. While it's still early and you can still travel a little longer, I'll inform the people in the village and we'll see you off."
Seeing a trace of longing in Bu Xiaotian's eyes when he spoke, Bai Shi no longer held back. After speaking, he turned around and went out without waiting for Bu Xiaotian to speak again, thinking he was going to inform others.
"My dear, you are a good boy. Auntie is really reluctant to let you go! But auntie knows that she can't keep you. She only hopes that you can come back to see us if you have a chance in the future."
Shiraishi's wife looked very reluctant to leave, and her eyes couldn't help but feel moist.
"Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely come back to visit you when I have the chance!"
Seeing the old man like this, Bu Xiaotian also felt a little sad.
"Good boy, you go pack your things first, and I'll prepare some dry food for you."
The old woman seemed to be afraid that she would not be able to hold back her tears. After speaking, she hurriedly left with her daughter-in-law.
"Brother Xiaotian, you saved our village. Although I, Bai Yan, don't have much ability, remember, as long as you need me in the future, I will help you even if I risk my life!"
Seeing that his parents and wife were gone, Bai Yan made a very solemn promise to Bu Xiaotian.
"Well, I'll remember it! Then I'll go back and pack my things first."
Bu Xiaotian felt warm in his heart after listening to Bai Yan's words. He answered seriously, then left the room and went back to pack his things.
Since Mo Li heard Bu Xiaotian say he was leaving, he stood aside without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking. When Bu Xiaotian left, he also greeted Bai Yan and returned to his room.
Soon, Bu Xiaotian arrived at the entrance of the village with a sword in his hand and a baggage on his back. He saw everyone standing not far away looking at him. These people held something more or less in their hands, with gratitude in their eyes. There was also a look of respect.
Bu Xiaotian looked around, but Mo Li was nowhere to be seen.
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When Bu Xiaotian approached, everyone gathered around him. Suddenly Bu Xiaotian's ears were filled with all kinds of thanksgiving sounds, making him feel a little dizzy.
Finally, Baishi spoke to stop the noise: "Everyone, be quiet for a moment."
After everyone calmed down, Bai Shi said to Bu Xiaotian: "Xiaotian, this is the money we raised to hire people to eliminate demons. You can take it to express our gratitude."
Seeing Baishi handing a gray cloth package to him, Bu Xiaotian quickly stretched out his hand to push it back and said: "Old man Baishi, I have already said that I am a disciple of the righteous way. It is natural for me to help you eliminate disasters and solve your problems. The reward is That’s not necessary, you can take the money back, I won’t want it.”
Seeing that Bu Xiaotian refused to accept the money, Baishi still refused to give up and persuaded, "Xiaotian, just accept it. How can we feel at ease if you don't accept it?"
"Old man Baishi, I understand your kindness, but I really don't need this money. I am a cultivator, and money is all external things. If I accept this money today, my practice over the years will be damaged." , it will be hard to come to the village again in the future!”
Bu Xiaotian saw that Bai Shi still didn't give up, so he brought up the matter of cultivation, which they didn't understand anyway.
"That's...okay."
Baishi saw that Bu Xiaotian was talking about such a thing, so he had to give up. He didn't dare to ruin Bu Xiaotian's practice. He then took out a bag of dry food and said, "Since you refuse to accept money, you must take these dry food." Bring some ordinary food with you, if you don’t want it anymore, I will treat it as disgusting for you!”
"Okay, I'll accept it!" Bu Xiaotian refused to accept the money, and he couldn't refuse Bai Shi's offer anymore, so he had to accept the bag of dry food.
At this time, a middle-aged woman walked out of the crowd and without any explanation put a small baggage into Bu Xiaotian's hand.
Then he said: "Little God, you look about the same size as my son, but you are so capable. I see that your clothes are old, and one of them has a lot of big holes. You only have two clothes to change." piece of clothing.
This is a piece of clothing I made for you in the past few days. Although it is not a good thing, it also represents a little bit of my thoughts. It can be regarded as a little gratitude to the benefactor on behalf of my deceased husband and children. "
This woman's husband and son were brutally killed by zombies a few months ago, and she thought there was no hope of revenge. But now, apart from the zombie, Bu Xiaotian seems to her to be her greatest benefactor.
Seeing that everyone wanted to pass the things in their hands to him, Bu Xiaotian hurriedly said: "I accepted Mrs. Liu's things, which is regarded as accepting everyone's thanks. As for your things, I There is really no way to bring them all.
Let's do this. In the days to come, I hope that everyone will help the people in the village who have lost their loved ones. Even if it means thanking me, I wonder if you can do this? "
"The little benefactor is the savior of our entire village. Whatever the benefactor says, we will do it!"
"Okay! Let's listen to our benefactor!"
"Yes! Listen to your little benefactor!"
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After hearing what Bu Xiaotian said, everyone agreed very much.
Bu Xiaotian's eyes swept through the crowd again, but he still didn't see Mo Li's figure, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
But then he straightened his mood, waved to everyone in front of him, turned around and walked away from the village.
It was almost late autumn, and although the scorching sun hung high on the mountain top, it was not too hot. From time to time, there was a breeze blowing through the forest, and there was the sound of leaves rustling, and unknown birds singing in joy. singing.
The young man's figure moved away step by step in the eyes of everyone, and finally disappeared at the end of the path. The villagers who saw him off didn't want to disperse for a long time.
In the blink of an eye, it has been three days since Bu Xiaotian left Baiyang Village.
During these three days, Bu Xiao traveled during the day. At night, if he met people or inns, he would stay there. If it was dark and he traveled to the mountains, he would simply meditate and rest in the wilderness.
He had never wielded a sword, as if he was waiting for something, but he didn't meet anyone he knew in the past three days.
That night, Bu Xiaotian was resting in a mountain forest. A bonfire was lit in the open space near a big tree. He leaned on the trunk of the big tree, ate some dry food and drank some water.
Looking at the dancing flames, Bu Xiaotian remembered that night many days ago, in such a mountain forest, and the shadow of the stubborn girl by the bonfire seemed to be swaying in front of his eyes with the flames.
Thinking of Mo Li, the corners of Bu Xiaotian's mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly. That playful and cute girl always seemed to bring a light to his heart. After staying with her for a long time, Bu Xiaotian felt that his whole body became relaxed.
I just don’t know why, when Bu Xiaotian left the village, Mo Li did not leave with him. Bu Xiaotian originally thought that she would catch up, but these days, Bu Xiaotian has not found any sign of Mo Li following.
It seemed that the mysterious girl had disappeared, and sometimes Bu Xiaotian even felt that all this was a wonderful dream.
The more he thought about it, the more Bu Xiaotian couldn't sleep. He simply sat cross-legged and began to practice the mysterious "Tian Jing". The fire in front of him gradually went out because there was no new firewood added.
There is no moon tonight, and you can't even see the stars in the sky. The whole sky and earth are pitch black. Even if a practitioner doesn't check carefully, he won't find Bu Xiaotian meditating under the tree.
It was a cold night in late autumn, there was no sound of wind, and even the chirping of insects was much less. Only the night calls of birds and beasts could be heard from the distant mountain forest from time to time. Occasionally, a nightingale would fly up, making a fluttering sound as its wings flapped.
"Aww-" A wolf howled in the distance, seeming to echo his companions.
"Aww-" Not long after, a wolf howl came from the other direction, as if in response to the call of his companion.
In less than a moment, the howls of wolves were heard one after another in the mountains, and they were getting closer and closer, as if they could smell the scent of strangers.
