Be a Cartoonist In the Fairy World

This is a very ordinary small mountain village. There are about dozens of families. The houses are very simple, and some are even dilapidated and need to be repaired with thatch and wooden boards. There is a large field outside the village, but there is not a single animal in the field.

Du Ziyuan felt a little strange, but he didn't think too much about it. Several people got out of the car, asked the driver to wait, and then entered the village together, wanting to see the specific situation of the little boy's home.

As a result, as soon as he entered, he found that the little boy was knocked down to the ground, and the silver in his hand had been snatched away by a strong adult.

"Give me back the silver! This is for my grandpa to see a doctor!" The little boy struggled, but how could he beat an adult with just a few taels of flesh?

The strong man had dark skin, hair like hay, and some dirt on his trousers, he seemed to be a farmer. He said to the little boy in a strong dialect: "Baby! I took it to save your grandfather! Why can't you understand?"

"I'm going to call a doctor! Give me back the money!" The little boy still didn't listen, struggling to get the money back.

The farmer shook his head, ignored him, turned around with the money and was about to leave.

But at this moment, Mu Chengan couldn't stand it anymore, he stepped forward and stopped the farmer: "The money belongs to that kid, why are you robbing him?"

The farmer was taken aback by this sudden appearance, and took a few steps back clutching his money: "Who are you? I want you to take care of what I do!"

Mu Chengan frowned, stepped forward and snatched the ingot of silver, then turned and walked towards the little boy. His actions were not something that an ordinary farmer could react to, but that guy felt that the man disappeared in a blink of an eye, even the money in his hand.

After turning around and seeing the money in Mu Chengan's hand, his eyes turned red all of a sudden: "Give me back the money!"

He pounced on Mu Chengan, but Mu Chengan just turned his body slightly and dodged it. With a casual push, he rolled on the ground more than ten times in a row, but his body was not injured.

"Little brother, it seems that you really have something to hide from us." Mu Chengan squatted next to the little boy with the money.

Just because he has an upright personality doesn't mean he has no brains. He still had doubts about what Du Ziyuan said before, but after seeing the scene just now, he naturally no longer thought that the little boy was simply short of money.

The little boy glanced at the four of them, but he didn't take the money, but said to them: "Follow me quickly, quickly."

After speaking, he immediately got up from the ground and brought the four of them back to his house.

His house is a dilapidated log cabin, covered with thatch on the roof, and many holes can be seen in the walls, even in the whole village, it is the simplest kind.

Entering the house, there was really an old man lying on the bed inside. The little boy stepped forward to check the situation of the old man, and then turned around to talk to Mu Chengan.

"You shouldn't be here."

"Why?" Mu Chengan asked.

The little boy slowly told the whole story.

It turned out that a few days ago, several people in their village suddenly fell ill. The symptoms were exactly the same, and the people who took care of the patients also fell ill one after another. Everyone in the village was terrified. They wanted to ask for a doctor, but a wandering Taoist suddenly came to the village and said that there was a monster in their village, which caused the plague. He also cast a spell on the spot to save a patient, and the villagers immediately believed his words and confessed him like a god.

Of course, this Taoist priest is not here to do charity. After saving a person and making everyone believe him, he will not take it lightly. If you want him to cast spells, you have to offer enough silver taels.

Where is the money in this small village? Everyone managed to gather some, but the Taoist said that it was only enough for him to cast spells to suppress the epidemic, and more money was needed to completely cure it.

Everyone had no choice but to sell all the chickens, ducks, cattle and pigs at home. This was not enough, so the Taoist asked them to help with manual work to pay off the debt. Dozens of villagers work for him for a day, and he helps suppress the epidemic for a day, during which they can find ways to raise money.

This went on for a few days, and the village was almost wiped out by that Taoist priest. And just yesterday, the little boy's grandfather also fell ill. It's not an epidemic, it's just that the old man is not in good health. The little boy is sure because he has taken care of his grandfather for so long and has not been infected.

Normally, neighbors can help each other in case of trouble, but who else can he count on in this situation? In desperation and desperation, he had no choice but to rob, but how could a child know this, so he made an oolong on the official road before.

The reason why he didn't tell Mu Chengan the truth was because he was afraid that Mu Chengan would offend that Taoist priest. In fact, not all the people in the village were willing to be exploited by the Taoist priest. Some people had no sick people at home, and they were unwilling to pay, so the Taoist priest punished them and made them all seriously ill. No one dared to resist.

Now everyone is trying their best to raise money. The man just wanted to rob him of the money and give it to the Taoist priest, thinking that the whole village could be saved if he got all the money.

"You guys go away, it will be bad if you also contract that disease." The little boy persuaded. He felt that Mu Chengan was a good person and he didn't want to implicate them.

Mu Chengan and Du Ziyuan looked at each other. If this is true as the little boy said, then the disease is most likely caused by the Taoist priest. He himself shouted to catch the thief, just to exploit these peasants.

But this is too unsatisfactory. Du Ziyuan is also cultivating immortality now, he knows very well that in order to make people sick, at least the ninth level of spiritual rejuvenation is necessary. There are many ways for people with this kind of cultivation to make money, and they have nothing to do to exploit a poor mountain village.

This Taoist must have other plans!

After listening to the little boy's narration, Mu Chengan was furious. Immediately let him take himself to the homes of those infected patients. At first the little boy refused, but Mu Chengan asked repeatedly, so he had no choice but to do so.

Du Ziyuan didn't follow, and after waiting for a while, Mu Chengan came back, with a surprised little boy behind him.

Mu Chengan said: "Sure enough, it's the most basic spells. This Taoist really deserves to die!"

Immortal cultivators are generally not allowed to use spells to harm mortals, this is a taboo on the Huntian star. What this Taoist priest did was enough for Mu Chengan to abolish him and cultivate him.

"Then go and meet that Taoist priest." Du Ziyuan said with a smile.

He vaguely felt that things would not be so simple, this Taoist priest knew that he had violated the prohibition but still did this, there must be enough interests for him to do so.

It's just that before they had time to find the Taoist priest, he had already come to him by himself.

It turned out that the farmer who was overthrown by Mu Chengan went to inform the police and brought a large group of people back. Among them, a middle-aged Taoist priest who looked like a fairy was standing there looking at them. ...