Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 976 - 257: Everyone is Grateful to Daoist Fan Wu! _3
It’s no wonder that the villagers in this village hastily organized and held all sorts of weapons in their hands, intending to stop Fan Wu and company. Their arsenal was varied enough, with some holding sharpened bamboo sticks, some with iron shovels, some carrying hoes, and some simply holding a wood-cutting ax... Anyway, they had everything.
Fan Wu and his companions could naturally understand these people since ordinary villagers had started living very difficult lives. Especially in these times, it wasn’t just bandits on mountains but also demons and ghosts, which were extremely unfriendly to common folk. Therefore, Xing Fengzi took a step forward and softened his tone, "Fellow villagers, we are not villains."
Xing Fengzi pointed in a direction, then explained to the group of villagers, "We have come from that county town over there and just so happened to pass by your village. It’s already completely dark now, and we’re only looking for a place to stay for the night in the village. We will leave first thing tomorrow morning."
"We won’t take advantage of the hospitality of the villagers for nothing; we will pay silver. How about fifty taels of silver for staying one night? Moreover, we will try our best not to disturb you during this night." As for why he said "try our best," after all, Xing Fengzi wasn’t too sure what might happen... during the night.
"Are you not bandits from the mountain?" An elderly voice... came from among the villagers. Then the crowd voluntarily stepped aside, and an elder walked out from among them. This elder looked a bit different from the other villagers, for his vitality and spirit were exceptionally strong.
Logically speaking, villagers living in the mountains should have a hard life on a daily basis. Such an elderly person should be very weak, as if a gust of wind could blow him over. But the elder who appeared was clearly different from that sort; with each step he took, he was exceedingly steady.
"He looks like... a cultivator. An old Taoist priest with not particularly high cultivation or Daoist practice." Upon seeing the elder, Bai Sheng lowered his voice and commented. No wonder the elder’s vitality was so abundant; it turned out he was a cultivator.
It was actually quite common for a cultivator to be hidden among ordinary villagers, and this one seemed to have a high reputation in the village. His appearance made the villagers willingly make way for him, and their gaze towards him was filled with respect.
At that time, Xing Fengzi answered the elder’s question, "Esteemed elder, none of us are bandits from the mountains. Among us, there are people from the Great Zhou Dynasty, as well as locals from the Shangwu Dynasty. Look at us, do we resemble a band of mountain bandits?"
The elder stroked his chin’s beard, his gaze lingered on Fan Wu, Yan Dalong, and Yan Dahu for a few breaths, then he nodded convincingly, "You do seem very much like mountain bandits. How could normal people possibly appear in this place so late at night?"
The elder spoke quite bluntly, and upon hearing this, Xing Fengzi could only respond with a wry smile, "Have you ever seen a bandit from a lair who has so many cultivators? So many cultivators could find a place to establish a school; there’s no need to be bandits, is there?"
"That also seems... quite reasonable, what you, young Taoist, are saying," the elder mused and nodded his head. He had actually noticed the cultivators among the newcomers. Especially the brothers Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu, whose mana were not concealed at all, even his mediocre cultivation level could see that.
"My fellow villagers, put away your tools," the elder commanded with high authority in the village.
After his words fell, the villagers really...
Put away various kinds of weapons in their hands.
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