"What a brother Lu Li!"

The old hunter walked out of the house, his eyes full of joy, and he called enthusiastically: "Come on, I just happened to have a roe deer yesterday, so I will cook a pot immediately. We must have a good drink today. Last time, after you saved our entire village, you left without leaving a word. We have not yet had a chance to thank you!"

As he said that, the old hunter shouted at the aunt who was walking by with a lock of garlic not far away: "Aunt Zhang family, look at who this is? Brother Lu Li is back?"

"ah?"

The aunt was stunned, and then her face was filled with joy: "What a benefactor Lu Li, it's so good, so I'll go and call everyone, don't let Lu Li go, I'll go and call everyone now."

"It's okay, Lu Li has dinner at my house tonight!"

"Yeah, OK!"

...

Not long after, the old hunter set up a pot in the yard and started cooking roe deer meat. They chose good meat, such as leg meat, heart slices, etc. As for some not very good, it was useless. The elk grabbed me and talked about the things taught by a wandering teacher in the village. It was a masterpiece of the thousand-character essay. The little girl learned it with a straightforward and nodded and smiled.

In front of the door, people began to visit. An uncle hunter with a hare in his hand appeared. He looked grateful and did not dare to step forward. He nodded at me from afar, and then said to the old hunter secretly: "Old man Zhang, this is the rabbit I just beat, it's still hot. Give me a knife and a basin of water. I'll pack up and stew it and serve you with wine for Brother Lu Li. If it weren't for the brother's actions, the people in our entire village would probably be a tomb now, and we must repay you for your kindness!"

The old hunter smiled and nodded: "Then... let's stew it first, and then stir-fry a chili rabbit meat? Don't leave, just help me fan the fire here. I can't do it alone."

"Okay."

Then another aunt carrying a bamboo basket appeared, smiling and said, "Brother Lu Li is finally back. These are the bean pods I just collected at home, they are tender, and the stew is the best, Mr. Zhang, come on, don't be polite."

"Thank you, Aunt Liu."

The old hunter refused to refuse. He knew that this was the simplest gratitude of the villagers. Once he refused, it would make people feel cold. As for me, I actually don’t remember this aunt very much. She just nodded from afar and smiled, and then continued to listen to Miluer review the lessons taught by the teacher.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man, who looked like a farmer, walked into the yard with his wife and two children. He was a little shy and held a bag in his arms, which was bulging inside. He secretly came to the side of the big pot and said, "Old Man Zhang, my family has not had much harvest recently, just this bag of fine rice. Otherwise... you can make a pot of rice for Brother Lu Li?"

The old hunter laughed: "If this bag of rice is cooked, will your wife feel sorry for you?"

The farmer scratched his head with a simple and honest man: "Why would you cook half a bag?"

"You're a terrible person."

The woman who looked like a peasant woman stepped forward and kicked her husband in the butt, holding a few wild lettuce in her hand, and said with a smile: "If Brother Lu Li hadn't taken action that day, most of the people in our village would have to eat it for the painted ghost. We all have no one, and we still can't bear to leave this small bag of rice? Come on, Mr. Zhang, your cooking pot is at home? I'll cook?"

"good."

The old hunter smiled and nodded: "The pot is in the house, but the firewood has not been chopped yet."

"It's okay, I'm just a piece of strength left in the wood of my house. Leave these small things to him."

"Okay, then go and do it."

The whole family went to cook with fire.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man in a long gown arrived. Compared to the entire Hunter village, he seemed a little literary. He held two jars of wine in his arms and smiled: "I am a grocery seller in the west end of the village. His surname is Ding, and his family is the second, so everyone in the village calls me Ding Lao Er, Brother Lu Li, I was there when you and the evil spirits of the Demon Legion. Do you still remember me?"

"Remember to remember."

I nodded and smiled, but in fact I forgot everything.

He hurriedly smiled and said, "Our village is located in a large wasteland and is almost isolated from the outside world. The freight caravan only travels once every three months, so there is nothing in my shop, only these two jars of fine wine made from apricot blossoms. I hope you don't dislike it..."

The old hunter raised his head and smiled, "Old Ding, let go, don't leave, don't leave, have a drink with Brother Lu Li later, and help me by the way."

"Okay!"

The grocery store owner immediately rolled up his sleeves and picked vegetables for the old hunter.

...

I was still sitting next to the elk, smiling at the fireworks on earth, and my heart became more and more peaceful.

The sun was sinking in the wilderness, and smoke was rising. Some people even brought tables and stools to fill the yard of old hunters. As for a few big pots, they almost never stopped. Every family took out the hunters they had just caught, including deer, rabbit, mountain pig, etc., a large pot of hot mountain pork was being cooked. In addition, a middle-aged hunter brought over with a big fish that was nearly half a meter long, and cooked himself, giving this huge harvest to this meal without hesitation.

In addition, some people brought fruits, some people brought freshly cooked corn, and some people sent smoked bacon, etc. The small yard of the old hunter's house was crowded with people.

The sun completely disappeared, and when night fell, torches were erected around the courtyard, illuminating the surroundings.

I was invited to the table, and I did not give the villagers too much politeness, otherwise I would have seemed too hypocritical.

On the table in front of me, there were the best venison, fish, rabbit meat, etc., which exuded a refreshing fragrance. Two jars of old wine were blooming. The old hunter poured me a bowl full of it, with a kind smile on his face and said, "Come on, try it."

"Um!"

I tasted it lightly. Unlike the mellow fragrance of Xiyueshanjun wine, the wine brewed by the farmhouse has a bit more spicy taste, which is considered a unique flavor.

If you try the dishes again, this table of Hundred Family Banquet is indeed extraordinary, full of the worldly spirit.

"Brother Lu Li!"

A peasant woman smiled silly and said, "I heard from everyone that you are an immortal, isn't it true? I've never seen an immortal..."

I smiled slightly: "Well, I'm considered half an immortal."

"ah?"

A farmer scratched his head and said, "Brother Lu Li, my boy left the mountain and went to study in the county town three years ago. There has been no news yet. The boy is an immortal. Can you tell me the boy about my boy?"

"Ah, this?"

I couldn't help laughing: "No need to be so troublesome, you can talk to him by yourself."

As I said that, I raised my hand gently, and a ray of luck flowed into the eyebrows of the farmers at the tip of my fingers. Under the connection between blood, a person appeared in the direction of Julu County. So with a light blink of an eye, under the guidance of the artistic conception, a picture of reading at night appeared above everyone's heads. A young man in a Confucian shirt held the book in his hand and recited it seriously, with an immersive look on his face.

"It's really my boy..."

The farmer hugged and cried with his wife.

"Brother Lu Li is really an immortal..."

An old lady who was almost gone of teeth smiled.

"Brother Lu Li!"

The old village chief stood up tremblingly and said, "Our village is located in the mountains and is the address chosen by our ancestors. But just a few hundred years ago, I heard from our ancestors that the river closest to the village is less than one mile, and it is very convenient to wash clothes and rice to get water. But later, the river water was diverted, and our water collection became more and more troublesome. There was no well water in the village, so we had to go to a stream five miles away to get water. It was really... If a guy is an immortal, can he help the villagers..."

“No big problem.”

I narrowed my eyes and looked into the distance. A whole big map appeared in front of me. Not long after, a guy covered in scales climbed ashore from the river water ten miles away. He was lost in his place. After looking around, he clasped his fists in the direction of me: "Subor... Qingye Hehejun met the Supreme Immortal, I don't know what advice is there?"

I smiled slightly. When people were at the Hundred Family Banquet, their minds and voices bloomed ten miles away: "There are many rivers that are hundreds of miles long and dare not call themselves the Lord of the River. Do you dare call yourself the Lord of the mountains and rivers that are seventy or eighty miles long? I ask you, hundreds of years ago, the river was changed to the route and did not pass through the village? Is it because... the villagers worship too little incense?"

"Subordinates...I dare not..."

He kowtowed repeatedly: "I am ignorant for a while, please forgive me for your sins!"

"knew."

I raised my hand gently, and a golden sword light suddenly fell from the sky. With a "chi" sound, it cut off the river of Qingshui River and directly diverted to the outside of the village, only a few hundred meters away. I said: "The great wilderness and no one enfeoffed me. Since you have achieved success in practicing Taoism and become the river god of the Qingye River, you should do your best to benefit the people. If you commit it again, I will destroy you!"

"I don't dare...I don't dare anymore..."

He kowtowed repeatedly.

I smiled and was scared, so naturally I really didn't dare to do it anymore.

...

So, after having a banquet at the Hundred Family, he did two things for the villagers, and then he refused to accept any other requests. After saying goodbye to the old hunter and the elk, he left in the air and fell, and was already in the Fan Book City. At this moment, it was eight o'clock in the real time, which was the golden time for players to go online and make treasures. However, at this time, even the Fan Book City in the capital seemed deserted and extremely deserted.

"how's it going?"

Behind him, the sound of a clear lamp came. His expression was extremely dim. He held a sword and sat on the steps in front of the Great Hall, saying, "Have you completed your big business?"

“It’s done.”

I came to him and sat down, pointed to the open space in front of me, tears circling in my eyes: "It turns out... A Fei and Nanmu should have set up a stall here, if they are still there..."

Qingdeng burst into tears: "Can we still go back? I miss my second and third sisters very much..."

“Yes.”

I leaned quietly against the wall of the Great Hall, and my nose felt sore: "There is still a chance, but I have to think more..."
Chapter completed!