Yan Luo no longer cared about the choices of these villagers, because these people were not easy to deal with anyway.
She and Yan Feng went to Li Zi's house.
Li Zi's complexion was obviously better, and her face was no longer as pale as a piece of paper.
She was very surprised to see Yan Feng,
"Are you here to take me away?"
She already knew what was going on outside, so she went home and waited for Yan Feng to take her away.
"Yes, you clean it up."
Li Zi hurriedly took out a plastic bag from the haystack behind the door.
"That's all I have."
"Okay, let's go."
When I went out, I could hear a noisy sound not far away.
The three of them moved away from the source of the noise, followed the outer mountain road out of the village and down the mountain.
Bai Yue and the others were waiting at the foot of the mountain, and the big ship was already floating in the water.
Yan Luo asked Li Zi to get on the boat first.
As soon as they boarded the boat, Liu Hong and his family of three caught up with them.
Liu Hong ran as fast as a monkey, shouting as he ran,
"Sister Fairy, Brother Fairy, wait for us!"
When he was almost at the foot of the mountain, his foot slipped and he rolled down the steps.
"Ah Hong!"
Liu Tie and his wife were shocked.
Fortunately, Yan Luo flew forward, grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up.
The little boy looked at Yan Luo face to face and blushed immediately.
Yan Luo put him down and asked,
"What's wrong with you?"
Liu Tie rubbed his hands and said awkwardly,
"We believe what you said. We came here to ask... can we follow you?"
After asking, he knew that his question was abrupt, so he immediately recommended himself.
"I work in construction. I can build and repair houses, make furniture, and farm!
My wife can cook, make clothes, do housework, and she can also spin yarn and weave cloth..."
Yan Luo raised his head and looked at the couple who looked very honest.
She had an impression of them. She had once distributed sausages to them, but unfortunately they were all snatched away by the old village chief.
She knew at that time that the couple were very honest.
Yan Luo asked,
"Can you build any kind of house?"
Liu Tie patted his chest and said,
"More than half of the families in the village who want to get married ask me to build the wedding house! Also, I have also built small buildings with others in the town at the foot of the mountain. I make a living with this craft."
Yan Luo asked his wife again,
"What about you? Can you spin and weave?"
Nowadays, girls can't even sew a small hole on clothes, let alone spinning and weaving, which requires both technical skills and patience.
Liu Meirong clenched her hands nervously and stammered,
"Yes, but... I need a spinning wheel and a loom..."
"Where can I find this?"
"I have it at home!"
Yan Luo nodded and said,
"You guys get on the boat first and follow me later, but you have to think carefully, once you follow me, you will never come back."
Liu Tie's family of three looked at each other, and without much hesitation, they immediately agreed.
Yan Luo went to Liu Tie's house by himself.
Liu Tie's family did have two spinning wheels and two looms, one new and one old. It seemed that the new one was purchased just before the natural disaster.
Although the mountain village is poor, it still retains the skills of spinning and weaving, which is a pleasant surprise.
Even if the clothes she stockpiled were not enough to wear in the future, Liu Meirong could still make them. After all, there were many people in Fuguang Palace, and her clothes were limited.
After getting the things, she quickly returned down the mountain.
As soon as she landed on the deck, the ship slowly moved away.
"Where do you want to go?"
Yan Luo walked up to Li Zi and asked.
Li Zi stayed in the corner of the cabin with a sense of inferiority. Everyone here knew about her, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"The benefactor has the final say."
She wanted to escape from the village, but she didn't know that even if she went somewhere else, she would not escape the same fate.
Yan Luo said,
"Then you can follow us first."
Yan Feng distributed three loaves of bread to Liu Tie's family of three.
Liu Hong looked at the bread with pink strawberry filling and tears of excitement flowed down his face. He gobbled it up with tears and snot.
Yan Feng couldn't help but tease him,
"Did you taste the flavor?"
"...without"
It would be strange if you could taste the food if you eat so fast~
The disciples in the cabin couldn't help laughing, causing Liu Hong to blush.
He felt that these people were really easy to get along with, much better than the people in the village.
...
On Tianmo Mountain, the golden temple is hidden among the green mountains.
Outside the temple, countless devout believers built wooden houses and simple stone houses. They surrounded the temple, trying to seek protection from the people inside.
Above the temple, the three words "Tianmo Temple" emit brilliant light under the reflection of sunlight.
In the deepest part of the temple, in a deep courtyard, there was suddenly the sound of ceramics breaking when they fell to the ground.
The old monk who was sitting cross-legged under the Bodhisattva had his thick black eyebrows twisted together and extreme anger appeared in his eyes.
"Damn it! Who ruined my sacrifice?!"
Below, a monk was kneeling tremblingly, with broken pieces of teacup piercing his knees. He endured the pain and dared not move.
At this time, the palace door was opened and Chang Lu came in respectfully.
He first glanced at the little monk kneeling on the ground, then calmly walked away from the debris on the ground.
"Uncle Master, why are you so angry?"
The old monk's name is Ci'en, and he is the senior brother of the current abbot of Tianmo Temple.
Unfortunately, the abbot died in a natural disaster, and the management of Tianmo Temple was handed over to him.
"Look for yourself!
Look what village this is!
Why would the sacrifice stop for no reason?!"
Ci'en was moody and had a bad temper, so even Chang Lu had to be humble.
"Uncle Master, judging from the direction, this should be Stone Village. I will take people there to check it out."
"Go quickly!"
Ci'en calmed down and looked at the little monk kneeling on the ground.
"Why is your knee broken? Go and bandage it quickly."
The little monk took a deep breath.
"Thank you, Abbot."
He limped away.
In the silent hall, Ci'en's eyes suddenly turned dark red. In an instant, cold wind blew and there was no light in the room anymore.
...
Chang Lu brought his men to Shitou Village, where Yan Luo and his men had just left.
Chang Lu went directly to the ancestral hall.
In front of the ancestral hall, the people of Shitou Village were still arguing, and the old village chief's face was flushed.
"Look, the high monk from Tianmo Temple is here!"
Someone shouted excitedly.
But there are also a few people who have doubts about Tianmo Temple.
Chang Lu ignored these people and only asked the old village chief,
"Where are the things?"
When he saw the ancestral hall burned down and the houses collapsed, what else was there to understand?
This ancestral hall must have been attacked.
"It was...stolen."
Bang
The old village chief was kicked out and hit the wall, breaking three ribs.
This sudden change left everyone present dumbfounded.
This... is this really the compassionate monk from Tianmo Temple?