Chapter 190 Ye Keke Knocks on the Door

Liu Xiaoshi said: "I don't feel any discomfort in my body. The toxins in this piece of meat have been removed. However... the flesh and blood processed by the [Prophet], no matter how much salt is added and made into bacon, there is always a faint sweetness left in the mouth after eating. But the meat processed by the immortal does not have this sweetness, and tastes like normal beast meat."

Hearing this, Liu Dashi said, "That's great. In the future, we can use the detoxification water given by the immortal to purify the flesh and blood of poisonous beasts. We won't need the [Prophet] to help deal with the flesh and blood of poisonous beasts."

At this point, Liu Dashi's eyes flashed with a trace of heartache, "The Prophet's blood is limited. Even if his body can bear it, we can't let him provide for us like this forever."

The villagers nodded one after another: "Yes, we owe the Prophet a lot, but we don't know how to repay him..."

An elder surnamed Zhang said, "I originally wanted to marry my granddaughter to the Prophet, so that he could have children and reproduce, as a way for the Zhang family to repay the Prophet for saving my life. However, the Prophet ignored me and only paid attention to Liu Dashi."

Another elder said bluntly: "Your granddaughter is spoiled and has a bad temper. Last time, I saw your granddaughter knock the Qian family kid to the ground with one punch... You betrothed your granddaughter to the [Prophet]. That is not repaying a favor at all, but repaying kindness with hatred!"

Hearing this, the elder Zhang blushed, "You...how can you say that? My granddaughter is gentle and virtuous, filial to her elders, and a rare good match. How could she be as rude as you said? You are absolutely slandering!"

"You know whether it's slander or not. Your Zhang family has a lot of boys. You have ten grandsons but only two granddaughters. The whole family treats those two girls like the apples of their eyes. Among them, your eldest granddaughter Zhang Da Niu loves to practice martial arts. Her brothers and sisters take turns to be her sparring partners. She is sixteen years old this year and has not been married yet... Your second granddaughter Zhang Xiao Niu is only seven years old. She is naturally introverted and doesn't go out to cause trouble. Otherwise, I think she can walk sideways in the village."

Hearing this, an old man nearby was furious and said, "I understand this very well. My Li family has only one son for three generations, and I only have one precious grandson. Two days ago, my grandson went out and accidentally pushed Zhang Xiaoniu, knocking her to the ground. Who knew that it was like poking a hornet's nest. Seven guys from the Zhang family came and beat my grandson into a pig's head! To be honest, after my grandson came home, I almost didn't dare to recognize him!"

When talking about the sad things, Old Man Li's eyes became a little moist.

But not many people around him sympathized with him. One woman even said in a veiled tone, "There are indeed more boys in the Zhang family's old house, but who told your grandson to be so naughty as to push the girl? Your grandson is spoiled and lawless. He ran to my house before and beat my son with a stone until his head was broken and bleeding. I am a useless mother and can't avenge my son. Haha, who would have thought that your son would actually mess with the girl from the Zhang family? The girl Zhang is well-behaved, sensible and polite. Your grandson was unreasonable and tried to snatch the candy from the girl Zhang. After snatching it, he pushed the girl. He deserved to be beaten. Do you still feel wronged? In my opinion, the Zhang family boys beat you well. It's best to beat your grandson every time you see him in the future!"

"You!" Old man Li widened his eyes and looked at the woman who was speaking angrily.

The woman was not willing to be outdone and glared at him, "What? You still want to hit me?"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, several brothers of the Liu family quickly stepped forward to mediate and pull everyone apart. After all, it would not look good if an old man and a widow really started fighting.

Liu Dashi said sternly, "What are you arguing about? There are gods above us, and the immortals are watching you from the sky."

"Is the Immortal still here?" After hearing this, Old Man Li's face turned pale. He fell to his knees on the ground, tears streaming down his face. "Immortal, my grandson is innocent..."

The woman also knelt down and bitterly complained about the "evil deeds" of old man Li's grandson.

Liu Ershi's face turned pale and he winked at his brothers, asking them to quickly drag Old Man Li away. As for the woman, the Liu brothers were not in a position to do it themselves, so they asked two strong women in the crowd to drag her away.

Liu Dashi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and raised his head and said, "Please forgive our rudeness, Immortal..."

"fine."

Luo Mingyue is an "immortal" after all, it is impossible for her to argue with mortals.

Moreover, even close relatives like couples and children will occasionally quarrel. It would be strange if so many people in a village could live in harmony. There will always be conflicts and disputes between neighbors.

However, Luo Mingyue never had a good impression of naughty kids. She asked, "Is what happened just now true? Is the grandson of the Li family really so naughty?"

"Ah."

Liu Dashi nodded. He didn't dare to lie in front of the immortal.

Luo Mingyue said: "Teach him a good lesson."

"Ah?" Liu Dashi was stunned. He knew that immortals liked to meddle in other people's business. For example, when they were in Mojia Village, no matter what small matter happened, the immortals would always take care of it when they were free. However, Tianliu Village had never received such treatment. He thought that the immortals would not ask about this matter.

Luo Mingyue said: "If verbal education doesn't work, then use fists and feet."

Liu Dashi nodded immediately, "No problem! I'll go and teach him a lesson today."

Luo Mingyue nodded. To her, this was just a trivial matter. She put a lot of spiritual rice in Liu Dashi's yard.

Liu Dashi scratched his head and said, "Thank you, Immortal, these are too much..."

Luo Mingyue said: "Don't be so quick to thank you, these are not entirely for your family."

Liu Dashi asked: "What instructions does the immortal have?"

Luo Mingyue said: "I see that the roads in the village are difficult to travel. These spiritual rice are rewards. You can hire some young and strong laborers to build roads in the village. As long as the roads are built, not only spiritual rice, but also various vegetables, fruits and cloth can be given to you."

"Build a road?" Liu Dashi was puzzled, because immortals live high in the sky and will not come down to earth. It doesn't matter to them whether the road is good or not. Why would they think of building a road out of the blue?

Although he had doubts, Liu Dashi said seriously, "Please rest assured, Immortal, I will definitely get this done."

Luo Mingyue glanced at the silver-haired prophet again.

The scars on the silver-haired prophet's palms had healed. He sat in the yard, his amber eyes staring at the sky quietly.

The corpses of the poisonous beasts in his yard had already been moved away by the villagers, but there were still some bloodstains left in the yard.

Luo Mingyue put down a stone basin filled with wine.

Another small pot was put down, filled with snacks to go with the wine.

At this time, the silver-haired prophet said: "I don't drink."

Luo Mingyue paused.

The silver-haired prophet added, "I don't drink during the day, only at night."

Luo Mingyue asked: "What do you like to eat?"

Luo Mingyue had only talked with the night prophet before, and didn't know much about the day prophet. She only knew that he was not talkative.

The silver-haired prophet thought for a moment and replied, "I like rice."

Luo Mingyue put down a stone basin of spiritual rice for him. There was not enough space in the yard to put in a new stone basin, but a small pot could be placed there.

Luo Mingyue asked: "Are there any dishes you like?"

The silver-haired prophet fell silent again.

That's just his personality, no one knows what he is thinking.

Luo Mingyue randomly selected a few dishes, a combination of meat and vegetables, put them into different small pots, and placed the pots in the yard of the silver-haired prophet.

The silver-haired prophet looked up at her, "Thank you."

Luo Mingyue took out two pieces of clean cloth and covered the food she had put down earlier to prevent dust from entering.

Then, Luo Mingyue's gaze fell on the refugees outside the village. Theoretically, this group of refugees were dead, but they were resurrected by the [Fortune Teller] Ye Ningchuan. They looked no different from normal living people. Not only did they have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, they also had their own little thoughts. The only disadvantage was that they could not live away from Ye Ningchuan.

Luo Mingyue gave Song Lu a big bowl of porridge.

Song Lu was confused, "What is this for?"

Luo Mingyue said: "I promised Ye Ningchuan that the refugees would have porridge for every meal. Remember to feed them on time." Song Lu: "...Okay."

In fact, these refugees would not die even if they starved for thirty days. As long as Ye Ningchuan was alive, they would be able to live. It was just that their movements would become slow and their thoughts would be extremely dull when they were hungry, but their skin and body would be able to maintain an alive state, as if they were in a short period of hibernation. Song Lu treated them as the living dead, and usually fed them with porridge, steamed buns, pickled vegetables, eggs and the like. He never expected that his master would be thinking about these refugees before refining the elixir.

Luo Mingyue finally came to Hulu Town. There were too many people in this town. Luo Mingyue only remembered that the "prophet" here was Fang Yurong. There was also a filial young man in the town named Zhao Bao, who seemed to have a gambling debt...

Oh yeah, what is the name of that casino, Qianmo Tavern? Last time I was going to destroy that tavern at night, but I forgot about it because I was so busy. Now I remember that it is not suitable to do it during the day, as it is easy to cause a riot.

Luo Mingyue said: "Keke, when I finish refining the elixir, remember to remind me to destroy the Qianmo Tavern."

Ye Keke nodded, "Okay, Master."

Luo Mingyue walked out of the room and came to Bald Peak.

Qing Rui had witnessed the alchemy thunder tribulation last time, so he did not follow it this time. Instead, he ran and hung on Mo Jin's body.

Mo Jin didn't find him annoying, and acted just like he was coaxing a child, being extremely patient.

Qingrui transformed into a green snake, but he could only hide his claws, not his horns. He said, "Ajin, aren't you going on a long journey? Take me with you."

Mo Jin smiled and said, "Okay."

Qing Rui was surprised and asked, "You really agreed? If the soldiers guarding the city see me like this, they will definitely not let me in, right?"

Mo Jin said: "It doesn't matter. I have silver and money. I can secretly slip in some copper coins and he will definitely let me in."

"Eh? Really?" Qing Rui didn't quite understand the ways of the world. After all, he had been sleeping for thousands of years, and some of his memories had become blurred. So he continued to hang on Mo Jin's neck, "Let's go, take me out to play today."

……

Bald Peak.

The mountain itself is charred black, making it the most suitable place for alchemy. There is no need to worry about it being destroyed by thunder.

Luo Mingyue skillfully placed three alchemy furnaces and put in the first kind of medicinal material.

The blazing white flame burned brightly, and the medicinal materials slowly melted into liquid.

Luo Mingyue controlled the temperature of the flame. Only after the first kind of medicinal ingredient had completely turned into liquid did he add the second kind of medicinal ingredient into the alchemy furnace and continue waiting.

Time passes while refining the elixir.

……

the other side.

Ye Keke would check on the situation in Baishan Village from time to time.

After all, the master cares a lot about this newly unlocked village. If no one takes care of it, the master will be unhappy if he comes back after refining the elixir and finds that something has happened to the villagers.

At noon, the children cooked their own food. The days in the village were very peaceful. The caravan members visited the entire village twice.

Ye Keke didn’t understand. What was so interesting about visiting this village? It wasn’t the first day the caravan came here. Could it be that they were planning to settle down and were choosing a location?

But it didn't look like that, because after the visit, the caravan members went back to helping the villagers with their work.

At sunset, the villagers go home to cook, and then lie down to rest after eating.

Xu Yintong didn't sleep. She started writing in her diary, but this time, the content of the diary was very simple:
[On June 6, the God said in the morning that she had to go out for something and hoped that she would come back soon.]

I miss her already.

The next day, Lan Yueji and others proposed to build roads and repair houses for the people in Baishan Village.

The villagers were very surprised.

“Build roads. Why do we need to build roads?”

"My house is in good condition and does not need any repairs."

"We might as well hurry up and sew clothes. The Lord God has given us cloth, so we should act quickly. Then when the Lord God comes back and sees us all wearing new clothes, he will definitely be delighted."

"Huh? That's a good suggestion, but I'm the only one in my family who can sew clothes, and there are so many people in my family that I can't take care of everything."

"Sister Yueji, is there anyone in your caravan who can sew? Can you help us?"

Lan Yueji was helpless. "I can do it, and so can my husband...but there are still mostly men in our caravan, so let them help build the road."

“Isn’t it possible to go on this road now?”

Lan Yueji said: "It is passable, but it is full of potholes and not very pretty. Moreover, water will accumulate when it rains. If it is repaired to be smoother, it will be more convenient to walk on and to trade in the future."

The villagers didn't take this matter very seriously, but they were all relatively "kind" and treated guests in a friendly manner and would not get angry over such trivial matters.

Xu Yintong said: "It's up to you, do whatever you want, just don't demolish the house."

Lan Yueji and her husband helped the villagers sew clothes. As for her two daughters, they did not know how to sew, so they were assigned to build roads. Anyway, everyone practiced martial arts, and both men and women could do physical work.

In the evening, Xu Yintong wrote in her diary as usual:
[On June 6, the God did not appear all day.]

I miss her very much.

After finishing writing, Xu Yintong sat in a daze in front of the window.

Suddenly, she heard someone knocking on the door.

It's so late, who would come?
Xu Yintong opened the door and found a huge, white hand outside the door, in a knocking posture.

"Lord God?"

Xu Yintong's eyes sparkled with joy.

However, soon, this light turned into fear and vigilance.

Because Xu Yintong discovered that this was not the hand of God!
who is it?

Xu Yintong looked up and saw a cute baby face in the night sky.

The baby-faced girl is also very huge, and it seems that she is in the same world as the gods.

Xu Yintong asked cautiously: "What do you want to do for me?"