After wearing cannon fodder, I really smell

In the cave, there was a moment of silence.

On one side lay a scorched body, and on the other side were young women in panic, helplessness, and confusion, and the two sides were clearly separated.

Yan Niaoyou lowered her eyes and fixed her eyes on the small rocks on the ground. Although this is the realm of cultivation, there are many ordinary people living here on the mainland, and even in some villages, there is not even a monk.

In these villages where most of the ordinary people live, most of them follow the etiquette and righteousness of the secular world.

Therefore, sometimes Yan Nianiao can't figure it out, if this is the case, why is there a need to divide the boundary between cultivation and secular world?
However, there are dynasties in the secular world, while sects are the sects in the cultivation world.

Ordinary people living in the realm of comprehension enjoy more opportunities than those in the secular world, but at the same time bear risks that the secular world does not have.

Yan Niaoliu heard the girls over there start to discuss how to live in a low voice in the future.

To be honest, she hadn't experienced it before, so naturally she couldn't empathize with it.

But I also understand that in a village like Erhe Village where there are no monks other than the village head, I am afraid that when these women go back, what awaits them is boundless suspicion and gossip.

Although the atmosphere of the realm of comprehension is relatively open, it can't stop the rumors from raging.

Even in Zongmen, isn't it?

At any time, there is no shortage of sarcastic remarks and people watching.

They thought they were just talking casually, but they didn't know how much the person who bears the rumor would have to pay to get out, what's more, they couldn't get out at all.

Sometimes, gossip is an invisible knife that kills people.

So, monks, the most important thing is to cultivate your mind, and you must pay more attention to your own thoughts.

Yan Niaolang exhaled lightly, she seemed to have noticed that her mood had loosened just now.

No wonder, the sect encourages its disciples to go out to practice. Also, what's the use of only cultivating in the sect and only improving the cultivation level?
It's useless if the mood can't keep up.

Mo Xing'er has been staring at the person who just rescued them, this is their benefactor.

Since the benefactor rescued them, he stood there and did not disturb the discussion between them.

Occasionally, I look at them as if they are normal people, no, it seems that they are normal people.

But how is it possible?
But the benefactor's black eyes were as clear as a Wang Qingquan, without any strange emotion, not even sympathy.

The benefactor is very powerful, and she also wants to be such a person as the benefactor.

It's a pity that when a sect tested the aptitude of spiritual roots in the town before, she didn't have spiritual roots.

Cultivator, if she was a monk, would the village head still dare to treat them like this?
Wang Daya bit her lower lip, paying attention to Yan Niaoyou's movements, but unfortunately, her benefactor was a high-ranking monk, so she didn't even look at them, as if they were some dirty things.

Her complexion is a little ugly. If there is a choice, who wouldn't want to be a capable monk?

I hate that God is so unfair, some people can easily become disciples of the great sect, but they can only struggle in the mud.

Oh, people are different.

Others discussed and discussed, but failed to come up with a good solution. Even if some of them are innocent, even if it is true, others will not believe it.

People sometimes don't know why and don't want to believe the truth.

One of the young women suddenly covered her face and began to cry. She timidly did not dare to cry loudly, but it was more eye-catching than those who cried out. Share pity.

But this kind of crying was just a mouthful, and soon, there were sobbing sounds one after another in the cave, like complaining, the sound was mournful, Yan Niaoling felt chest tightness and uncomfortable tightness when she heard it.

Mo Xing'er raised her head slightly, trying to force back her tears, she was saved, so she couldn't cry!
Crying will only be the weapon of the weak.

And she wants to become stronger!
After Mo Xing'er calmed down a bit, she got up and came to Yan Niaoyiao, she knelt down and fell to the ground: "Benefactor!"

The sound of begging made Yan Niao lower her head, and when she saw Mo Xing'er knelt down, she turned sideways to avoid it, flipped out a cloud of blue smoke with one hand and lifted Mo Xing'er up, and said softly: "You don't need to do this, just say what you want."

In fact, she doesn't like the so-called etiquette of kneeling at every turn. In the sect, even if she pays respects to the venerable senior, she just bows her hands.

After Mo Xing'er was lifted up by an unknown force, but she couldn't kneel down no matter what, she became more determined in her previous thoughts!
"Benefactor, I want to become stronger, I want to have strength, I beg my benefactor to take pity on me and teach me to become stronger!" Mo Xing'er gritted her teeth, seeing that her benefactor did not reject her, she said heartily come out.

Seeing that the benefactor is easy to talk to, maybe the benefactor agrees because of his soft heart?
When Yan Yanyou heard this, her eyes fell on Mo Xing'er, and she looked at her carefully. After a while, she shook her head and said, "You don't have spiritual roots, so you can't cultivate, and I've only just started, and I'm far from the realm where I can accept disciples."

Yan Nianiao tried her best to speak in a calm tone, but when she finished speaking, Mo Xing'er's face turned pale.

Mo Xing'er opened her mouth to say something, but her lower lip was trembling slightly, and tears flowed down her face.

Seeing the incident, everyone stopped discussing, seeing that it was Mo Xing'er who asked her benefactor to teach her, the young woman who cried first curled her lips, where does this girl Mo have such a big face?

How can monks teach people casually? If they all do this, then everything will be messed up.

And she also heard that monks should not intervene in cause and effect at will, especially not to interfere too much in the lives of ordinary people, otherwise it will be detrimental to practice.

Mo Xing'er raised her tear-filled little face, looked at Yan Niaoliu eagerly, and begged again: "Benefactor, you are so powerful, please take pity on us!"

"When we return to the village like this, what awaits us are only strange eyes and pointers from others. We..."

"However, if we can become capable, it will be different! If we have the ability, we will not be afraid of other people's eyes, and we can even live in the world dignifiedly!"

"Benefactor, I don't want to be able to join the sect. I know that I don't have the qualifications, but I also heard that monks have some magic weapons that ordinary people can use. If the benefactor can reward one or two, it doesn't need much. Just enough for us to protect ourselves! In this case, we can survive!"

"Benefactor, you are so powerful, this must be a small matter for you, right? Benefactor, please help us!"

Mo Xing'er's words caused ripples in everyone's hearts.

Some people's eyes were burning hot, looking at Yan Niaoliu expectantly, if it is really like what Mo Xing'er said, if they can get the magic weapon to protect them, then why are the village chiefs not the village chiefs?
And some people frowned, with disapproving expressions on their faces, what is this Mo Xinger doing, the benefactor saved them, let alone be grateful, why is she still persecuting her benefactor here?

Some shrank back and watched, not daring to show too much expression.

Yan Niaoniang's spiritual sense has been spread from the cave to the outside tens of meters, so that she can pay attention to unexpected situations at any time, and naturally see everyone's glances in her eyes.

She sighed and explained word by word: "It is impossible for ordinary people to use a magic weapon. Otherwise, it is a crime for a person to grasp something beyond his original power, which may attract competition, and Bring trouble on your body. Furthermore, once a person has unmatched power, it is very likely to hurt innocent people, so it is absolutely unacceptable for you to say that you will leave a magic weapon for your self-protection."

Yes, maybe when you first owned it, you would honestly abide by a certain agreement, but after a long time?
In the face of seductive power, can you really resist not seeking profit for yourself?

Human nature cannot stand the test.

Not to mention anything else, but just now, how many times have these people's minds changed?

Even if they are honest and honest, if ordinary people own magical artifacts, monks may compete for them within a few days.

If she really left the magic weapon to these people, it would really hurt them.

"We will not take the initiative to hurt others, nor will we take the initiative to tell others that we have magic weapons! I, Mo Xing'er, can swear to God!" Mo Xing'er hurriedly patted her chest to promise.

Seeing that Yan Niaoyao was still shaking her head, Mo Xing'er's tone became anxious: "Benefactor, please! We just want to become stronger and not be hurt by others. Is there something wrong with that?"

"Benefactor, you are also a woman, you should understand our difficulties better..."

Mo Xing'er's words could not be continued under Yan Lingling's eyes looking over at Qing Lingling.

Even though that gaze contained no other emotions, Mo Xing'er still lowered her head in shame, her little thoughts seemed to be exposed in this way.

A young woman stepped forward, and first gave a worldly salute to Yan Niao: "Benefactor, don't listen to her, we don't have such an idea, we are already very grateful that our benefactor can save us, naturally we won't be greedy, only……"

The young woman was a little hesitant at first, but seeing that Yan Youyou didn't stop her, she boldly said what they had discussed just now: "Benefactor, we haven't returned for a few days. Rumors are always inevitable, so we thought, in one word, the village chief imprisoned us for food..."

The young woman felt an acid regurgitation in her stomach when she said that word, but she had no choice but to keep talking!
Another woman with a calm expression also came forward, patted the young woman's arm, and took over the conversation: "It is true that the few sisters who were unwilling to obey the village chief were all...not even left a piece of flesh. So we thought, let’s just talk about this matter and not talk about other things, so in the eyes of the villagers, at least we are still innocent.”

"We are helpless. I wonder if the benefactor can keep it a secret for us?"

"Yes, benefactor, this is the best way we can think of!"

"Yes, I beg your benefactor to help you!"

"Benefactor, we also want to not be judged by others, and we can live with our chests upright. Please ask the benefactor to keep it a secret for us!"

Everyone echoed, Yan Niao nodded and said: "I see, you don't have to keep calling me benefactor, actually I didn't do anything, just call me a girl."

Seeing that everyone didn't agree with her idea, Mo Xing'er gave them a somewhat resentful look: "Why are you so stupid?"

Her way is the best!

"Even if we say this, will the people in the village believe it? Not necessarily, maybe they will guess more excessively. But it will be different if we are protected by magical artifacts. We are strong, and no one will dare to speak of us. !"

Wang Daya took a sip: "Speaking of it, you just want to satisfy your own selfishness, don't use our pretense!"

"You!" Mo Xing'er pointed at Wang Daya, her eyes full of accusations, "What qualifications do you have to accuse me, you just wait for me, today's revenge, I will avenge tomorrow!"

Mo Xing'er fixed her gloomy eyes on Daya Wang, she will never forget that it was Daya Wang who pulled her down the abyss!

Yan Niaoyou frowned, and her tone was already a little cold: "Whether you are strong or not, you never depend on external power, but on yourself."

Disappointment flashed in Mo Xing'er's eyes, after all, this monk still refused to help them.

What's the use of talking nicely, huh.

"Benefactor, do you know what we girls will face when we go back?" Mo Xing'er still didn't give up, she finally had this opportunity to become stronger, she didn't want to miss it, she was fed up with ordinary life!

Seeing Mo Xinger's stubbornness, Yan Nianiao also had a headache, how can she explain what she meant?

"I've made it very clear just now, if you have a magic weapon, just like you suddenly have a daughter, you will be missed by thieves and robbers, and there are many ruthless monks in the cultivation world, but it's okay to seize the treasure. It's not worth losing your life..." Yan Niaoyou explained again half helplessly.

"This magic weapon is mine now. I can use it. I won't be afraid of more monks coming. If you don't fear death, just come and grab it! But if I don't have a magic weapon, I can't even defeat ordinary people!" Mo Xing'er Looking at the crowd again, he said temptingly, "Don't you want to have great power? Then no one dares to mess with us, and we can have whatever we want, isn't it good?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, some people's wavering minds swelled up again with Mo Xing'er's bewitching!
They looked at each other alternately, thinking that Mo Xing'er couldn't ask for it alone, how many more people would there be?
The young woman covered Mo Xing'er's mouth, and the calm girl who spoke just now also grabbed Mo Xing'er's hands so that Mo Xing'er could not move. If you are scared, you will talk nonsense, and please don't take it to heart!"

Seeing that Mo Xing'er, who was in her early years, was overwhelmed, those few people with floating thoughts didn't dare to say anything, lowered their heads, and quietly hid in the crowd.

Yan Niaoyou pursed her lips, it was the first time that she felt that saving someone was so troublesome, oh, it seemed that Liniang was the same way last time.

Human nature is really complicated, she secretly sighed in her heart.

"This place is not a place to stay for a long time, let's go down the mountain first." Yan Niao said lightly.

Downhill!

Everyone was shocked, yes, let's go down the mountain first, I don't know what is waiting for them at the bottom of the mountain...

Happy New Year, babies~