The persuasion operation was carried out in an orderly manner.

After another hour, the villagers, who had regained consciousness, slowly lowered their weapons and stared at the chaotic scene in front of them.

Guan Susu just woke up and felt that her whole body was sore and painful.

She looked up and saw a huge casserole in her hand, as if she was about to throw it out.

"The pot I just bought last month!"

She exclaimed, and hurriedly protected the pot baby in her arms.

After the murder weapons were confiscated by the monks, they used bricks, sticks, pots and pans, and some even copied potatoes and sweet potatoes to smash people.

A raw egg landed on Guan Susu's brain, and she wiped off the wet egg liquid, looking confused.

…… What's the situation?

She remembered that she seemed to have gone home to rest after attending the wedding banquet...... Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes again, I saw this puzzling scene in front of me.

"You've got an eggshell on your head."

The frequency of the villagers' attacks became lower and lower, and Chu Yu reminded while swinging his sword: "This shouldn't hurt anyone, right?" I'll stop something else first. She pointed to the mountain of watermelons in front of her.

Liantian Village is rainy, and melons and fruits are generally not as sweet as elsewhere, but they are still very lethal. A healthy adult held a melon and smashed it, and the other party was either killed or injured.

Guan Susu recognized it at a glance: this is the best-growing batch of watermelons in the village. But now that the melons are flowing all over the ground, they must not be able to eat.

Unable to care about the distressed melon, she raised her neck excitedly: "It's a fairy!" The fairy talked to me! ”

Guan Susu vaguely felt that the fairy who appeared in the village now, she seemed to have seen it somewhere.

But I can't remember where.

When you were younger, perhaps? She guessed.

The immortal cultivators in Jiangling are not so distinct from mortals, for example, in large towns dozens of miles away, there are immortals living in them.

But Rao is like this, Liantian Village is such a remote and ordinary place, and there will not necessarily be an immortal who will come here in ten years.

Therefore, after being called by her loud voice, the villagers who were still in a fog subconsciously looked into the air.

After fighting in the rain for most of the day, their clothes could be wrung out of water.

On the other hand, the goddess in the sky is still fluttering and unstained.

The wind and rain did not wet her clothes at all, and the fairy had bright eyes and teeth, and held a silver-white sword in her hand, as noble as a folklore.

They didn't know what was going on, and they didn't know why they were fighting each other.

But seeing that she kept stopping the dispute, the villagers naturally knew that the other party was helping them.

"Thank you, two immortals!"

People also noticed Song Chengjin floating in the sky, and they didn't know who took the lead first, and they spontaneously bowed to the immortals three times and nine times to show respect and gratitude.

More and more people came to their senses, and the riot finally calmed down.

"It's not just the two of us."

The sword cultivator girl landed from the sky and waved her hand modestly.

She pointed to the Li family's compound: "Although my master was injured, he also used his spiritual power to protect you just now. ”

"Thank you immortals, thank you immortals!"

They hurriedly bowed down in the direction of the Li family.

"Oh yes, and her."

Chu Yu pulled over Bai Yuanyuan, who was sheltering from the rain under the eaves: "I remember that when several sickles flew over, it was this one who stopped them. ”

When in front of people, even if she is reluctant in her heart, Xiaobaihua has always been pure and kind.

She's no stranger to this kind of disguise—it's not just a stranger, it's a no-brainer.

"It's just a gesture, don't take it to heart."

Little White Flower picked up a fisherman in front of her, smiling quietly.

not only helped them solve the dilemma of cannibalism, but also comforted them so properly afterwards.

The villagers were even more excited, and even their groggy brains were much clearer.

“…… The immortals are really bodhisattvas. The old village chief couldn't help but sigh.

His appearance at this time was a little funny, and his whole body was rolled into a quilt.

Because of his advanced age and inconvenient legs, the monks packed him as a fragile item so as not to break a handful of old bones during a fight.

Sensing the kindness of the immortals, the village chief's gray beard trembled slightly: "Will a few of you still stay in the village?" ”

He earnestly and cautiously asked, "Do we in Liantian Village have this honor to entertain you?" ”

The Immortal Monarch's injuries need to be recuperated, the seal map needs to be found, and the water demon specimen also needs to be air-dried.

Chu Yu thought for a moment and nodded.

"Shizun and I should stay here for a few days."

"Great!"

The villagers let out a cheer.

"There's nothing special about our place, but the lotus root noodles and sweet vinegar fish are a must."

"Dare to ask the immortals what are the taboos? I'm going to pick some fresh vegetables in the field! ”

"What about chicken soup, do you like chicken soup? My family just fed seven or eight chickens. ”

“……”

"Everyone is so welcoming!"

Chu Yu happily discussed the food in the next few days with everyone: "Since there is sweet vinegar fish, is there any steamed fish?" ”

"Fairy, you're right."

Guan Susu squeezed forward: "The fish in our village is fresh and sweet, steamed or braised is delicious." ”

"Good, good." Chu Yu nodded violently and instructed, "Don't put coriander." ”

"Okay, remember." Guan Susu asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

"I don't like Houttuynia cordata and origami either."

Chu Yu glanced at the plants used to make weapons on the ground: "If you cook soup, taro and potatoes are fine...... Can you put less radish? I don't like it. ”

“……”

Xiao Baihua glanced at her without a trace.

Why are there so many things?

She maintained a gentle smirk while complaining in her heart with great disdain.

In the mortal village, there are still a lot of requirements, and you can't bear any bitterness.

It was perfect

In line with her imagination of those noble Xianmen ladies.

Bai Yuanyuan felt that he should hate this kind of person.

So, she stood beside the sword cultivator girl and "cut" in a voice that only two people could hear.

Chu Yu was talking to the villagers about fried mushrooms with asparagus, and when she heard the movement of the little white flower, she was puzzled

The ground turned.

"Don't you like mushrooms?"

Little White Flower: ?

“…… It's okay. ”

It's not that she hates mushrooms, so what does she cut?

Chu Yu's face was puzzled, but he left this little doubt behind in an instant.

"And what do you like to eat?"

She casually asked Xiaobaihua: "You can let them make some." ”

“……”

I know every word, and when I connect it, I don't know what the other person is talking about.

Little White Flower was even more stunned, biting her lower lip suspiciously.

"Or are you not going to have dinner here and are going to leave Hasuda Village now?"

Chu Yu suddenly realized.

"Let's go again tomorrow."

Bai Yuanyuan looked at the dark sky, and added without a beginning.

“…… Mushrooms are good. ”

Several women were picking up vegetables that had not been smashed on the ground, and as they listened to their conversation, they laughed and came over to talk.

"The fried mushrooms made by my father-in-law are very delicious, and the batter is fried fragrantly, and then sprinkled with seasonings, which is absolutely amazing."

Are you talking to her?

The little white flower replied with some blankness.

"The immortals didn't react, it must be that your fried mushrooms are not to taste."

The woman who spoke was pushed away by another person: "Do you want to try wild mushroom soup?" Stewed with duck, fresh! ”

Little White Flower seemed to be startled, and she took a step back unprepared, avoiding people's enthusiastic gazes.

She never dealt with the situation.

When he was with Song Chengjin before, it was not that he had not helped mortals.

But it's just a joke.

For the sake of image, in addition to saying high-sounding words, and maintaining a false smile of the Virgin...... She won't know anything.

But now, he hadn't looked back at Song Chengjin's reaction, and he hadn't had time to draw happiness from the other party's approving eyes.

But she vaguely felt as if she had felt some kind of emotion called happiness.

How to describe it?

Bai Yuanyuan remembered that when he was very young, he liked to eat a kind of shortbread with a very burnt shell.

That kind of cake has the flavor of red beans and honey, she has only eaten the flavor of red beans, and she decided that the red beans are delicious, and she is unwilling to change any flavors, and she has eaten them for many years.

Then one day, the red bean-flavored ones were sold out, and she reluctantly tasted the honey-flavored shortbread that her brother had bought.

…… Then she found out that in fact, honey shortbread is also very delicious.

Little White Flower stared at the picky Miss Xianmen.

She was examining the bodies of the villagers, handing out medicine to them to treat their injuries, and checking if there were any traces of monster control on their bodies.

The other party seems to be able to chat with the people of Liantian Village very naturally, others call her a fairy, and she also suggests adding a sentence of "beauty" before the title.

"Actually, it's okay not to add it."

Chu Yu smiled shyly: "What do you think, how do I compare to those fairies in the script?" ”

"It's exactly the same!"

The villagers bought it, and repeatedly said that she was the embodiment of beauty and wisdom, heroism and chivalry in the legend

Fairy.

What is there to talk about with these ordinary mortals...... Does she have any consciousness of being an immortal cultivator?

The little white flower slowly withdrew her gaze.

Forget it, maybe she's the kind of person.

It's completely different from herself.,But it's not so annoying.、Stupid and rich and decent lady.。

"Beautiful fairy sister, why did we attack each other just now?"

The adults wanted to say a few more pleasantries, but the children were already curious.

This is a long story, Chu Yu cleared his throat, and just wanted to explain briefly, when a scream suddenly came from near the lotus pond.

"Tang Man be careful!"

It turns out that there are still people who have not yet gotten out of control.

A strong man who killed a pig with blank eyes, carrying a kitchen knife from nowhere, swung it at the neck of the nearest person.

After the plan to bury the whole village with her fails, the water demon changes her strategy and focuses on controlling only one target, making sure to bring someone to die with her, even if it is only a few or two.

It can be said that he is the last stubbornness of being a villain.

The other party suddenly erupted in the midst of lightning, and it happened so quickly that even the immortal cultivators present couldn't make a move.

As if he could foresee the scene of blood splattered on the spot in the next second, Tang Man closed his eyes in horror.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly pulled into the lotus pond beside him by a pair of cold hands.

"It's the water ghost."

Chu Yu said, "I'll take a look." ”

Kelpie? There are actually water ghosts in Hasuda Village!

The villagers were in an uproar, but the most frightened was Tang Man, who was dragged into the water.

In the past, there was a strong man who was crazy and cut him with a kitchen knife, and now there is a terrifying and cold water ghost, Tang Man wanted to cry without tears, and only felt that his life had to be explained today.

…… Wait a minute?

He struggled twice in the water, and faced the water ghost's face so white that it turned blue.

"Don't be afraid, I'll save you!"

Song Chengjin said in a loud voice, carrying a sword to cut through the pond.

At the same time, the strong man was also subdued by the sword cultivator girl who arrived one step earlier.

Tang Man poked his head out of the lotus pond, his expression was panicked, he didn't understand many things, but he reflexively wanted to stop the immortals who were attacking the water ghosts.

"My lord, keep people under the sword!"

Tang Man's facial features were all twisted together, as if he was about to cry out in pain.

"It's like...... It's my sister. ”！