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"Donor, but I'm here to look for..."
"Young man, this old man is a fake Taoist priest, ignore him."
The old Taoist approached Zhang Mu and was about to speak when the curtain of the tent next to him was suddenly lifted by a rough hand. A middle-aged woman wearing work clothes and with a sallow complexion sat down and stretched her head to remind Zhang Mu.
"How dare you, benefactor, speak nonsense!"
The old Taoist was a little angry, but the middle-aged woman didn't give him any face: "Young man, don't believe him.
He has been hanging around here for many days, pulling people over and telling them about his talismans and copper coin swords, which are very powerful, but in fact he is just an old liar. "
Zhang Mu walked happily to the tent curtain, squatted down and asked, "How do you know he is a liar?"
"Hey, if it was before, I might have been fooled by him.
But a few days ago, I was watching the immortals flying in the sky with my wide eyes, and I was struck by lightning..."
Before he could finish his words, the old Taoist knew that the order had been lost again, so he waved his hands and ran away.
Zhang Mu ignored him. He looked through the half-drawn door curtain and saw a young man lying on a low bed in the tent.
The young man didn't sleep. His eyes were fixed on the top of the tent with a dull look.
"Auntie, what is this?"
Looking back, her rosy complexion quickly dimmed: "This child had a high fever when he was a child and his brain was burned.
The child's father took him to a big hospital. He sold all the family's food and borrowed a lot of money, but the child still could not be cured.
Fortunately, he doesn’t cry or make a fuss normally, and he has gotten through this over the years.
A few days ago, I heard from the village chief that there was an immortal in the mountains near the next city, so I thought, maybe the immortal can cure me.
Look, the immortal flew to the sky to stop the thunder in order to save us. He must be a kind-hearted immortal!"
Zhang Mu didn't say anything. His mental power enveloped the young man and he sensed that his mental fluctuations were extremely violent.
"Young man." The aunt looked him up and down. "You can't go into the mountains without anything. Where are you going to sleep?"
"Haha." Zhang Mu retracted his mental strength and smiled, "I'll go home soon."
She stuck her head out of the door curtain and looked at the sky: "It's getting dark. It's scary to walk on the mountain road at night.
If you don't mind, you can stay here with me tonight."
After saying that, she sat down and made room for herself: "There are boards on the floor. If you feel uncomfortable sleeping, you can squeeze in with my child for one night.
Don't worry, he doesn't move around when he sleeps."
Standing up, Zhang Mu said, "Thank you. I'm not afraid of having trouble sleeping. I will really go home later."
After expressing his gratitude, he turned and walked towards the river.
I was thinking in my heart, the fever has damaged my brain, is there any cure?
There is a cure, how to give her the "immortal fate" reasonably.
Zhang Mu walked to the river with his head down and found a relatively flat stone to sit on.
"Handsome guy, do you believe there are immortals in the mountains?" Just as I sat down, a young girl came over with a selfie stick.
Chapter 99 The mountain is not high, but there are immortals who are famous
Zhang Mu raised his head and looked at the girl who was in her early twenties walking towards him.
Unlike most girls of her age who love to dress up and wear cool clothes that show off their figures, she wears loose, plain clothes that cover her arms and thighs for easy movement, and her shoulder-length black hair is tied into a ponytail.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the girl waved her hand in front of his eyes: "Handsome guy?"
Coming back to his senses, Zhang Mu subconsciously looked back at his own reflection in the water, which was the image of Transfiguration.
You're being polite. I thought the Transfiguration spell had failed.
Zhang Mu laughed and shook his head, then replied, "I don't know."
She was a little confused: "I'm asking if you believe it, not if there are immortals here."
Zhang Mu was thinking about something and ignored her.
Blinking her eyes, she sat next to Zhang Mu, one person away from him: "Are you from Su City?"
“I grew up here.”
When she learned that he was a local, the girl became excited: "Hello, my name is Luo Xiling, and I came from the next city.
Hey, do you people in Suzhou really believe that there are immortals here?"
Raising his eyebrows, Zhang Mu asked jokingly, "If you don't believe me, then why are you here?"
"I'm doing outdoor live broadcasts, I just came to join in the fun."
"You don't like being photographed?" Seeing that he didn't respond, Luo Xiling thought that Zhang Mu didn't like being photographed, so she put the selfie stick aside against a rock.
"I asked a few people in Su City, and they all said that they saw with their own eyes the immortal flying through the thunderstorm to save the citizens.
You are also from Suzhou, did you see that? "
"I happened to be sleeping at home that day."
"ah?
There's so much thunder outside, how can you sleep?"
"kindness."
"Eh..." She looked at Zhang Mu with her upper body leaning back, "If the immortal is real, there's no way you can be accepted as his disciple like this, right?"
"apprentice?"
"you do not know?
Everyone who comes here wants to worship the immortal as their master."
Zhang Mu's eyes flickered a few times, as if he was thinking about something.
Seeing that he ignored her again, Luo Xiling held her chin with her right hand and said to herself: "It would be great if there really were immortals. I also want to cultivate immortality.
Just like in TV dramas, flying around in the sky, living for many years, and having softer skin. "
"Where do immortals live?" She looked around at the hills that weren't very high. "I don't think immortals would live in these small, broken hills, right?"
As she was talking, she suddenly took the phone off the selfie stick, carefully blew away the dust on the screen, opened the browser and searched for where the immortal lived.
Zhang Mu laughed at this childish behavior: "Don't you think there are no immortals?"
“Yeah,” she replied, staring at the phone screen, “but it’s normal to have some fantasies.”
"By the way, you haven't answered my question yet. Do you think there are immortals?"
"Maybe."
"Tsk." She couldn't help but shift her gaze to Zhang Mu, "In this mountain?"
"Maybe."
"That's impossible. An immortal should live in Mount Tai or something like that to be qualified."
“The height of a mountain is not its own.”
"Famous because of immortality?" Luo Xiling was speechless. "It's not like I haven't learned the Inscription on the Humble House. Do you think the anchors are all fools?"
Zhang Mu raised his lips slightly and asked, "Why do you think the author of this inscription wrote this sentence?"
"God knows what Liu Yuxi is thinking."
"He's seen me."
"I've seen you before?" Luo Xiling held the phone in her left hand and scratched her head with her right hand, her face looking very confused. "What do you mean? Why can't I understand?"
"After meeting me, he wrote this."
As soon as the words fell, the figure gradually became dim until it disappeared silently.
"pat-"
The phone slipped from his fingers and fell face down on the gravel beach. It rolled a few times and then stopped with the screen facing up.
Perhaps it was because it hit the tip of the stone when it landed, and the LCD screen shattered into spider-web-like cracks.
But Luo Xiling didn’t care about her beloved mobile phone at all. She seemed to be stupid, staring blankly at the air in front of her.
As if she couldn't believe it, she reached out and touched the stone where Zhang Mu had just sat - it was still warm.
But she couldn't tell the difference.
The sun was shining brightly, and she couldn't tell whether the warmth came from sitting or from the sun.
After keeping her palm against the stone surface for a long time, she finally woke up and jumped three feet high like a rabbit. This elegant young girl cursed: "Fuck!
There is an immortal, there is an immortal! "
"Fairy?!"
"Where is it!!!"
Hearing her shout, the citizens in the camp jumped up and down like a boiling oil pan.
Luo Xiling was frightened by the citizens' "riot" and turned her head to look.
Citizens who were drawing water from the river threw their basins into the water and ran over, completely ignoring the fact that their basins were floating farther and farther away on the river.
On the other side of the camp, the citizens who rushed over didn't even have time to put on their shoes. They picked up the statues of gods they had placed on the altar and ran barefoot on the gravel beach.
However, in Luo Xiling's view, these are relatively normal.
Some citizens seemed to have lost their minds, or were too anxious, and rushed in with their cooking pots when they heard the shouting.
While rushing, his right hand holding the spatula was still subconsciously stirring the food in the pan.
It felt like his brain was telling him that the immortal was important and he needed to move his thighs quickly, but he couldn't use his hands to find the immortal, so he instinctively continued to cook.
It takes training to do two things at once, but I suddenly mastered it.
Seeing more and more people surrounding her and starting to crowd and push each other, Luo Xiling's scalp went numb. If someone lost their balance and fell to the ground, they would be trampled to death!
Officials in the distance had already noticed something was wrong and hurried over to shout, "Don't push! Don't push! It's dangerous!"