Qu Xiaohua asked: "What method?"
Ye Renyi whispered, "We can just say Meili is sick, very seriously, and keeps calling her sister. When Ye Ningchuan hears the news, he will definitely come out to see us."
Ye Renyi knew very well that his eldest daughter was stupid and obedient, and longed for family affection in her bones. However, her parents did not value Ye Ningchuan, and her younger brother Ye Zhuangshi was spoiled and lawless, and did not take Ye Ningchuan seriously at all. Only her younger sister Ye Meili had a soft personality and was kind, and would secretly share her food with Ye Ningchuan.
Therefore, as long as Ye Meili is sick, Ye Ningchuan will definitely come out.
Qu Xiaohua said, "That won't work. The villagers of Tianliu Village are not blind. Seeing Meili jumping around, how could they help us spread the word that Meili is sick?"
Ye Renyi said: "Isn't this simple? Just let Meili pretend to be sick and say that she has a stomachache and is rolling on the ground in pain."
Luo Mingyue closed her eyes. She really disliked the couple and wanted to slap them to death. However, she felt that there was something wrong with Ye Ningchuan, so she did not plan to kill them but wait and see.
There is a saying that goes, "Even a fair judge cannot settle family disputes." This kind of family dispute is the most troublesome, so it is best not to interfere.
Besides, Luo Mingyue was already kind enough to provide food and drink, so there was no need to interfere too much.
Luo Mingyue turned around and went to serve lunch to the people in Mojia Village.
At this moment, Lu Yunting had already come out of the toilet. He slept late yesterday and did not take a shower, so he just fetched some water and went into the room, intending to take off his clothes and take a shower.
Mo Hanshi knocked on the door, "It's time for lunch."
Lu Yunting said: "Wait for me for a moment."
Mo Hanshi said: "I'll go eat first and bring it back to you after I finish eating."
"good."
Lu Yunting took a quick shower and came out in a short while, his hair still dripping with water. He wiped his hair and found that no one was home.
"Where has everyone gone?"
Lu Yunting wandered in the yard for a while and looked up at the sky. He had just arrived and was not very familiar with the living habits of Mojia Village. He was completely in the dark and didn't know that almost everyone in this village had their meals at Xianjuantai every day.
Luo Mingyue noticed the situation on his side from the corner of her eye, and took the initiative to put down a few small bowls and provide meals to Lu Yunting separately.
Unexpectedly, the foodie prince did not rush to pick up his chopsticks, but asked: "Can you become smaller?"
Luo Mingyue shook her head, "No."
Lu Yunting asked again: "Is this the price of being a [Cultivator]? You can only look at the human world from afar in the sky, but you can't live with us. You can only be alone."
As he spoke, Lu Yunting's eyes showed some sympathy, and he said: "Is there anything I can do for you? I want to help you."
Luo Mingyue said: "Don't worry, I'm not alone. I have enough food and clothing here. I don't have to work every day. I don't have any debts. I can raise a pet when I have nothing to do. My life is very comfortable."
As soon as she finished speaking, Qing Rui cooperated very well and transformed into the appearance of a human child. He poked out his little head and said, "There are many immortal cultivators in this world. With me by Sister Luo's side, she won't be lonely."
"Little kid?" Lu Yunting was stunned and asked in surprise, "You are so young, and you have already awakened your bloodline power?"
The voice paused for a moment, and Lu Yunting continued: "Have you cultivators formed a group? Are you all living in the sky?"
Qingrui sucked his thumb and said vaguely, "Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about."
Lu Yunting nodded good-temperedly and said, "Okay, I won't ask anymore. Anyway, if you need help, you can come to me."
Qingrui's feet were in the air, and his chubby hands grasped the edge of the paper box, muttering, "What's the point of looking for you? You are so young, you can't help at all."
Lu Yunting heard this, but he was not angry, because Qingrui was telling the truth. However, Lu Yunting felt that once he had cultivated his [Spiritual Blood] to perfection, he could refine a huge blood-clothed substitute, the same size as Luo Mingyue, so that he could help Luo Mingyue ward off disaster.
But there is no need to say such things out loud, just do it silently, otherwise it will sound like empty talk, and Lu Yunting himself is a person who does not like to be high-profile.
After Lu Yunting finished his meal, he felt a little sleepy. He sat in the yard for a while and then lay down to sleep.
The three people from the Mo family came back late because the villagers chatted with each other for a while after dinner.
Chen Qi called Mo Jin aside and the two of them whispered to each other.
Chen Qi held the puppy in his arms and said, "Brother Mo Jin, take me to the back mountain. I can purify the poison from the poisonous beast."
Mo Jin asked: "How to purify?"
Chen Qi said: "Use my blood. I am a prophet. My blood contains the power of the deed, which can purify toxins."
Mo Jin frowned and said disapprovingly: "Why purify the toxins? We have no shortage of food. We exchanged some strips of poisonous beast meat from Tianliu Village before. The taste is okay, but we have spiritual rice, so we don't need to eat this."
Mo Jin added: "I plan to carry the poisonous beast directly to the town to sell it for money. It's convenient and saves trouble. You don't have to worry about the poisonous beast. I was farming and practicing boxing this morning and didn't have time. I plan to go to the town in the afternoon..."
Chen Qi said, "Have you forgotten that there is a strange disease in this town that can be contagious?"
Mo Jin said: "How long has it been? Maybe the person who contracted the strange disease has died, so there is nothing to worry about."
Chen Qi pursed his lips, stared at Mo Jin with his dark pupils, and said, "Ask me a question."
"Um?"
The topic changed a little too quickly. Mo Jin took a moment to react and understood what Chen Qi meant. A prophet cannot proactively tell people fortunes. Someone must ask the question first.
Mo Jin asked: "Will it be dangerous if I go to town?"
Chen Qi nodded and said, "Yes."
Mo Jin asked again: "Will it be life-threatening? Can I come back safely?"
Chen Qi said: "Your life will not be in danger, but you will be left in the town. I can't see what is holding you back, but I know you will never come back."
Mo Jin: "…"
He was silent for a long time, then said, "Then I won't go to the town. I'll take you to the back mountain. We'll purify the corpse of the poisonous beast and drag it back to distribute the meat to the villagers."
Hearing this, Chen Qi breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Mo Jin would act stubborn and refuse to listen to him. He didn't expect Mo Jin to be so receptive to advice.
Chen Qi put down the puppy in his arms, reached out and touched its head, and said, "Go play by yourself. The back mountain is not safe, so I won't take you with me."
The puppy didn't understand human language. It wagged its tail and followed Chen Qi closely.
"Brother..." Chen Qi had no choice but to ask Jiang Yanfeng for help and let Jiang Yanfeng take the puppy away.
Mo Jin and Chen Qi went to the back mountain, preparing to purify the toxin first. After the purification was completed, they would call on other villagers to help carry the corpse of the poisonous beast.
Luo Mingyue was a little confused. Why didn't the soldiers come to kill Lu Yunting?
What were they wasting time on?