Walking east and west, like a headless fly, flying around in the jungle and mountains, I finally found a village after half a month.

The village is not big, dozens of households, Mao Rui looked around the village, there is no other figure within a radius of fifty miles, it is an isolated village.

Mao Rui disguised himself and appeared in front of a woodcutter who went up the mountain to chop wood, cast a small illusion to make his appearance not appear abrupt, and asked politely: "Uncle, I'm lost, in which direction do you go to a bigger city?"

The village was full of mortals, and Mao Rui wanted to know the location of this place in the Great Realm of the Heavens, and he didn't think that he could ask the answer from the mouth of a mortal, especially if he was still in such an isolated village.

The woodcutter looked at Mao Rui suspiciously, and said something that Mao Rui had never heard of.

After exchanging a few more words, Mao Rui understood that he had come to a remote place where even the lingua franca of the Heavens and Great Realms had not been popularized, and he spoke all small local dialects. The woodcutter said so much, and gestured with his hands, but Mao Rui didn't understand a word. Mao Rui believed that the woodcutter must not have understood what he said.

Using a little trick to make the woodcutter forget about meeting him, Mao Rui left to try someone else.

When Mao Rui left, the woodcutter's eyes flashed, and he looked in the direction Mao Rui left, and there was no sign of forgetting at all. Mao Rui didn't know all this.

Mao Rui found several people to ask, and they all spoke the same language as the woodcutter.

There was an elementary school in the village, and Mao Rui thought that Mr. Teaching should know more language, so he came to the school in the middle of the night after performing a hallucination.

As Mao Rui expected, Mr. Teaching did know three languages, but unfortunately Mao Rui still couldn't understand it. Seeing Mao Rui's puzzled expression, Mr. Teaching simply wrote on the paper, but unfortunately it was still a text that Mao Rui couldn't understand.

Mao Rui also wrote a few words on the paper, which Mr. Teaching also couldn't read.

Mao Rui shook his head, snapped his fingers, and the paper burned to ashes, causing Mr. Teaching to forget this brief memory and leave directly.

After a few moments, Mr. Teaching waved his hand, and the ashes turned back into paper. Holding it in his hand and looking at it, there are several words written by Mao Rui on it.

Mao Rui sat on the clouds of the Soaring Cloud Technique, looking down on the whole village from a high place, frowning.

It was late at night, and few houses in the village were still lit up, making it quiet and peaceful.

If you don't master this language, even if you find a big city and find a cultivator, I'm afraid you won't be able to ask for directions.

Do you search for the souls of the villagers?

It's not that I haven't thought of using this method to grasp the language directly from the memories of the villagers, but a language must be imprinted in the depths of the soul, and if you search for the soul, you must thoroughly penetrate into the soul of the other party. With the strength of his divine consciousness in the early stage of foundation building, he did not dare to guarantee that the soul of the soul searched would be intact after soul searching.

Although Mao Rui is not a good person, he is not a person who likes to kill innocents indiscriminately, and he has no grievances or even knows each other, so he wants to hurt the soul of a mortal, Mao Rui really can't do this.

There is only one other option...

There was a girl in the village who was on her way back from collecting medicine from the mountain, and found a child covered in blood, the appearance of Thirteen or Fourteen, lying in the bushes covered in blood, with a wound on his back that had been attacked by a wild beast.

The girl looked closer, and the child was still breathing, but he was unconscious, and with great difficulty she took him to the only old man in the village for treatment.

The child was saved, but he seemed to have lost his memory, did not know who he was, could not even speak, and found that the girl who found him pity him and took him into her own house.

The village is not big, and the women talk about this and that together when they have nothing to do, soon the whole village knows about the Tang Rou girl in the village who saved a child from a foreign country.

Speaking of Tang Rou, this girl, is also a poor person, her father fell off the mountain and died in his early years, and not long after her mother also got seriously ill and left, at that time the girl was still young, only eleven years old, and she lived under the care of the big guys in the village to the present, it can be said that she grew up eating hundreds of rice.

Tang has a good personality and kind people, and the people in the village like it. If you are not kind, you will not save a strange child and leave his hand at home.

The child has been rescued for half a year, although he has amnesia, his hands and feet are very diligent, and his strength is also great, and the people in the village often see him following Tang Rou to help work, and gradually the big guys also accepted him.

"Dali, I went to Mr. Teacher today and told him about you going to study, Mr. Teacher agreed, and you can go over tomorrow. Tang Rou returned to the yard of her home and said happily.

Dali is the name that Tang Rou gave to the child, seeing that he was not small at a young age, he called him Dali, and his full name was Tang Dali.

Dali was stunned for a long time, and then said slowly: "Okay... How much... Tuition?"

In the past six months, Tang Rou has also been teaching Dali to speak, and now Dali can basically understand what others say, but he needs to go through it in his head, and he won't understand it if he says it quickly.

As for making him say it, it was even more difficult, and Dali would say a few words in front of Tang Rou, and he didn't take the initiative to speak in front of other people in the village, most of them just listened.

"Mr. Jiaoshu knew that our family's conditions were not good, and he didn't ask me for money, so he said that you should help his family do some farm work when you are free. Tang Rou said with a smile.

After a while, he nodded, and continued to choose wild vegetable roots, which were the food for the two of them at night.

"Mr. Teaching is very good, the words of the people in the village are taught by him, you are not allowed to make him angry when you go to the school, you must read well. Also, you are much older than other children in strength and age, but you are not allowed to bully others, otherwise I will not let you live here. Tang Rou warned.

Dali looked at her in a daze, such a long paragraph, it is very difficult to understand.

"Forget it, you're so honest, you won't take the initiative to bully people. Tang Rou was amused by Dali's appearance, nodded with satisfaction, and went into the house to busy her own, leaving Dali confused in the courtyard.

Tang Rou is not very old, only seventeen or eighteen, at a good age, and treats Dali like her own brother.

After thinking for a while, he finished understanding Tang Rou's words, grinned, and continued to choose dishes.

Tang Dali is Mao Rui, who has become a teenager after being resurrected, and without searching for souls, integrating into his own village and learning languages is the method that Mao Rui came up with.

The method of integration, Mao Rui felt that it was best to suffer from serious injury and amnesia in order to learn the language smoothly.

Make sure that people bring you back to the village, and only after a few days of observation do you choose the kindest girl in the village, the more kind you will bring back to the village when you see yourself who is seriously injured.

For the sake of realism, Mao Rui specially found a wild boar to attack him. At first, the wild boar was afraid when he saw Mao Rui, and he didn't dare to attack at all, but in the end, Mao Rui persuaded him with good words, and the wild boar finally attacked Mao Rui before he was killed by Mao Rui.

Mao Rui said that the boar was satisfied with the injury, so he didn't eat it.

The wild boars that have been freed run wild, and the farther away from this terrible human being, the better.

It was also because of the heart-to-heart conversation with the wild boar that it took some time, so that Tang Rou, who should have happened to meet Mao Rui not long after leaving the village, only met by chance on the way back.

After that, everything went smoothly beyond Mao Rui's expectations, Tang Rou took the initiative to take Mao Rui back to the village, and took the initiative to adopt Mao Rui to keep Mao Rui in the village, and Mao Rui did not use any magic to interfere during this period, and became a very qualified wounded.

The next day, Mao Rui went to the village school to report that Mr. Liu's surname was Liu, a man in his early forties, and he was not old, but the people in the village liked to call him Liu Lao.

With Liu Lao's teaching, Mao Rui's mastery of the local language has grown rapidly, and in the same half year, he can already communicate with people normally.

Did you choose the wrong one from the beginning, and you should have directly chosen Liu Lao instead of Tang Rou?

I think so, but Mao Rui doesn't regret it, this kind little girl still helped Mao Rui a lot, and she was really good to him.

Mao Rui also thought about repaying her a little, and checked Tang Rou's physical condition when she was asleep, she had no spiritual root, just an ordinary mortal. So I added some ingredients to the daily meal, which invisibly enhanced Tang Rou's physique and prolonged her life.

Just to help a mortal increase his life, this is not difficult for Mao Rui, for cultivators it is a very ordinary, containing a little spiritual energy, mortals take it has the effect of prolonging life.

This is also to thank Tang Rou for taking care of herself wholeheartedly.

Tang Rou said that she felt taller and stronger than before recently, and she pretended to know nothing.

At the end of the day, Liu Lao left Mao Rui alone, saying that he would take you to meet a few people.

Mao Rui didn't care, most of the old people in the village had something to ask about him, an outsider, and even decided whether to stay in the village or not. I have long thought that there will be this day, after all, not everyone is as mindless as Tang Rou, and the old people also have to think about the village.

Liu Lao took Mao Rui to the ancestral hall, and sure enough, as Mao Rui expected, several old people in the village were basically there, the old couple who managed the ancestral hall, the only Lang in the village, Uncle Zhang, who was the highest in the village, was younger than Uncle Zhang, but was the tallest in the village, the woodcutter Mao Rui met this time, and the richest Lao Chen in the village.

In addition to Liu Lao next to him, the people in the village who speak more effectively are basically there.

Behind him, the door of the ancestral hall slammed shut, and a thin layer of soundproof enchantment that mortals could not see enveloped the entire ancestral hall.

Mao Rui glanced back at the gate, then looked up at the barrier, his eyes widened and his mouth wide.

Originally, in his eyes, the ordinary old people all had strong aura fluctuations on their bodies.

Mao Rui's divine consciousness in the early stage of foundation building could not sense the cultivation of everyone, indicating that the lowest and lowest was also a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

Obediently, isn't this an ordinary mortal village? Why did several existences suddenly appear that couldn't see through cultivation?

Mao Rui swallowed his saliva, hugged his fists and said, "Senior Mao Rui, I have seen all the seniors. ”