Chapter I

"Ahem, ahem, ahem."

The autumn wind blew, and the sound of rapid coughing and wheezing sounded, as if to cough out the lungs in the middle of this freezing night, which made people listen to it very worryingly.

The moonlight fell into the room through the paper-thin window, and a figure could be faintly seen lying on the simple wooden bed, wrapped tightly in a thick quilt, trembling slightly with a cough. Weak and restrained, as if he was afraid that someone would hear it.

"Brother Yan?"

The closed door was suddenly opened, the cold wind slipped in through the crack in the door, and a dark head cautiously poked in, and the immature voice called the person on the bed with a sleepy but worried voice and asked uncertainly:

"Brother Yan, are you feeling unwell again? Why don't I bring you another futon? ”

The person who was called Brother Yan was silent for a while, and when his throat was no longer dry, he slowly spoke to stop the child who was about to lean over: "No need for Junjun, my body has always been like this." Go to sleep, isn't there a fairy chief to come to the school tomorrow, if you get up late and can't catch up, don't regret it. ”

The voice was soft and clear, restraining the discomfort in his throat and lightly comforting the child who was cowering not far away.

However, just hearing this, the child pouted dissatisfiedly, stomped his feet hatefully at the person on the bed, and roared, "Brother Yan, you are making trouble with me again!" He rushed out, and before the door could be shut, it was only creaked in the wind.

Leaving the so-called Brother Yan, he looked blank with his mouth half-open.

Jun, if you want to go, close the door tightly and then leave!

The cold wind was blowing, and there was silence for a long time. Brother Yan could only get out of bed, wrapped in a thick quilt and dragged to close the door, but was hit by the child who appeared again, and after being stuffed with a heavy, large and warm thing, he looked at the back that had already turned back to the room, unconsciously, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

"The kids here are a lot cuter. Is that right? System. ”

[...... Host: That's not what you said before. ]

A mechanical voice sounded in his head, but the words he said made Brother Yan pout unhappily.

Turn around, go back to the room, close the door, all in one go, I don't want to listen to this cheat system anymore.

Fourteen years ago, she was a social tumor in the new society, and she lived a chic life proudly, but she was accidentally bound to this pit system, and since then she has been on the so-called Buddhist path.

What is Buddhism?

For she will redeem others, because she will accomplish the slaughter of thousands, because she shall not be stained with blood on her hands, she shall not covet the gains of others, she shall not be arrogant, nor shall she be lazy, nor shall she be slack.

The Buddha has eight precepts, so she must not commit them.

Otherwise, the broken body will become even more broken until it dies.

With a long sigh, Yan Nuo touched his undeveloped small body, deeply missing his former convex and backward self.

But it's useless to say anything now, after all, the self in that world is dead, and this life is just a stolen remnant in the final analysis.

Let's get by.

Go to bed, cover the quilt, and put on the quilt that the child stuffed himself, the deeper the night, I don't know if the mood is better, or the quilt is too warm, this night is not coughing, a good night's sleep.

Early in the morning, at dusk, before the sun rises, this small village surrounded by mountains rises smoke, the white mist rises into the sky, the red sky is foggy, green water and green mountains, children running in the village wantonly, from time to time the cheers are full of joy, people look and listen to it can not help but be infected, the corners of the mouth unconsciously rise.

However, who knows that three months ago, this ordinary small village was still mourning how to survive the winter this year, with locusts crossing the border, little food left to eat, and families with sad faces, and not knowing how many people will die this winter.

But all this changed because of one person.

"Brother Yan! Brother Yan, wake up! In another hour, the Immortal Elders will arrive! Don't sleep! ”

There was a banging knock on the door as if it was knocking on the tip of Yan Nuo's heart, the sound was so loud and scary that she had already woken up when she screamed at the first time, her eyes open, her hands pinching the corners of the quilt, and she was desperately restraining herself from getting up!

If it had been in the original place, she would have rushed down and kicked people away!

Nai - Buddhism.

Adjusted his mood and facial expressions, got out of bed and put on his coat and opened the almost virtual door, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at a group of children outside the door who saw him come out and looked at him with blank eyes, and smiled.

"Why are you so anxious, have you eaten?"

The black pupils were like glass, and he looked at the child in front of him gently, causing the big cow who had just made a loud noise quite shy.

Scratching his face, don't look over his head and don't dare to look like a fairy's promise, and replied with a whin: "Eat, my mother called me up when I first arrived!" Brother Yan, have you eaten? ”

"Hey! Let's not talk about this first, my mother asked me to bring you eggs! Let's eat on the road! Those immortal chiefs have arrived, and the village chief said to go to the village entrance to gather! ”

As he spoke, the big bull pulled the promise and was about to rush out.

"Big bull, stop me!"

As soon as he came out of the door, he saw that the big cow was about to pull Brother Yan roughly, and a big radish of the army's morale was thrown over!

"I don't know if Brother Yan is not in good health! What's the hurry, the village chief said that he would arrive within half an hour, so what are you doing in a hurry! Do you think you can be chosen? Look at you like that! ”

He snorted fiercely at the big bull and turned his head, and his fierce appearance instantly became well-behaved, "I, I just want Brother Yan to watch me test." ”

Yan Nuo, who was passive throughout the whole process, was pushed back with a confused face, looked at the closed door, listened to the two children at the door quarreling because of themselves, shook his head helplessly, and cleaned up.

She is not in a hurry for this kind of thing, not to mention that she has nothing to do with half a dime, and being selected into the immortal gate in the Nether Realm is not as happy as today's meal with meat.

However, for these children, it is a happy event.

After changing their clothes and hurriedly finishing their meal under the burning gaze of the big cow, a group of people walked towards the entrance of the village.

At this time, the entrance of the village was already full of people, large and small, young and old, almost the whole village could walk around, and everyone's eyes were on the five white-clothed immortals in the crowd.

The eyes are hot as if they can penetrate people.

The usually happy charity village chief also stood aside, squeezing the pipe in his hand stiffly, looking at the first serious middle-aged man, tentatively flattering.

"Immortal Chief, you are very welcome to come to our Faithful Village, the children in the village will be here soon, do you see if you want to use it first, have some meals, or?"

"What kind of food do we use, we really scarce your poor country and valley things! Hurry up and call the child who is being tested, what good qualifications can you have if you are so lazy at this point! ”

Before the middle-aged fairy chief could speak, the delicate girl standing on the side couldn't help it, her long sleeves covered her face, and she glanced at the rickety village chief with disgust, her eyes full of contempt.

Such an attitude made the villagers who were still envious of the immortals couldn't help but lower their heads, as if they were ashamed, but their eyes were full of unhappiness.

It's just to say that they are, but for the children and them, it's hope! What about immortals, aren't immortals also chosen from among their kind?

"Okay Lan'er!" The middle-aged fairy chief seemed to be dissatisfied to stop the girl, glanced at the village chief, and made a false salute: "I'm sorry, Lan'er was spoiled by me, but she has no bad intentions, and I hope you will forgive me." We have another village to go, so we need to call the children for testing as soon as possible. ”

What else can the village chief say about this, he had to smile and say yes, his waist is deeper than the middle-aged immortal chief, and he beckoned the villagers to call the children, so as not to let the immortal elders wait.