Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 121

There are no stars or moon tonight, and the sky is overcast.

Meng Yunhe washed the dishes, practiced sword again before going to bed, then lay down on the bed comfortably and soon fell into a sweet dream.

But the seven people in the yard quietly went out and walked a long way away until they were sure that he could not hear them.

Zhuier couldn't stand it any longer and asked, "Sister, why did you take him in?"

Hu Shanniang:......

"Zhui'er, the one who is taken in cannot take in other people. I am just offering him a gift. This will save the village chief from having to find another place for him. This will make the village chief like us more."

"Why do we need his liking?" Zhuier was excited.

Hu Shanniang felt a little guilty: "...I just like it this way... Besides, this is good for us. You also heard him talk about the demonic energy. It doesn't matter if we don't know about the demonic energy. He knows. As long as we take him with us, we can find the demonic energy. You must think so too, right?"

"Ah, of course."

"Yes, I saw that a long time ago."

Everyone who had just been glaring at each other started laughing.

He would never admit that he had no thoughts, but was just embarrassed to expose her, and was always pretending to be a smart person.

Hu Shanniang knew they would do this.

In fact, she is not a very smart person. Although she likes the feeling of being in charge, she knows that these people are not easy to deal with, so she has never intended to take the lead. But when she met Meng Yunhe today, her mind changed.

Chang Xiaoyu is arrogant, but in fact he is just a selfish paper tiger.

Old man Li is a coward who only cares about protecting himself.

The child is a willful child.

Waiya is more reliable, but she doesn't care about other people or other things at all, and she is inseparable from her children all day long.

Zhuier is just a silly child.

As for that guy, who cares what he looks like?

She immediately thought of how Meng Yunhe could be used. These people were still listening to the excitement foolishly. Old man Li was worried that if he took action, the children of the noble families in this illusion would retaliate against him, so they hid in fear.

Since they are so clueless and just act like headless flies, why can't they listen to her?

Hu Shanniang: "I asked him about the evil spirit. He said that the whole village is filled with evil spirits, and he can't find the source for the time being. In my opinion, it is because of the Wuxiang True God. But even if the True God is a demon, he has always been doing good things. And he sounds very powerful. We can't deal with him. So why not just ignore him and take him to find other monsters? What do you think?"

"Will he listen to us?" The child was itchy from the mosquito bites at night, and she asked while scratching.

"Yeah, he's only interested in finding Master Jiexing, how could he possibly go with us?" Chang Xiaoyu rarely agreed with the child.

Waiya: "How about knocking him out and tying him up? Anyway, as long as he can see the demonic energy."

Old Man Li: "That won't do. He's a young man. What if someone comes looking for him?"

There are quite a few problems, but it’s okay.

"I've thought about this. He's kind-hearted and dedicated to justice. Let's ask him to help find Li Fugui. He'll definitely not refuse."

Hu Shanniang was very confident and went to tell her early the next morning.

Meng Yunhe was just worrying about how to apologize to them, but upon hearing this, he nodded immediately and said, "No problem. Give me his horoscope and I'll tell you a fortune."

Hu Shanniang: "Ah, Master Meng... can also tell fortunes?"

"To be honest, life in this sect is very tight. We have to learn something to avoid starvation. I'm not good at swordsmanship, but I'm good at divination."

Hu Shanniang forced a smile: "Mr. Meng is really amazing."

As she spoke, she turned her head and looked at Old Man Li who was hiding at the back: "Grandpa, what is Great Grandpa's horoscope?"

"Alas... this... is the ninth year of Tianbao..."

Old man Li actually said a date. He looked like he was recalling something and even told the specific time.

Meng Yunhe used tortoise shells and copper coins for fortune-telling.

He shook it several times and said in surprise, "Strange, are you sure it's this? This person seems alive, but also dead. How can there be such a strange hexagram? I can only be sure that if he is still alive, he must be very far away from here, most likely thousands of miles away.

And in the ninth year of Tianbao…your brother…was only twenty-seven or twenty-eight?”

At this age, it would be more appropriate for him to be Old Man Li’s son.

Hu Shanniang suddenly sobbed, "Grandpa, why are you mentioning Daddy's birth date? He and Mom were washed away by the water right in front of us."

Meng Yunhe:!

Everyone in the room burst into tears.

Meng Yunhe: "Don't, don't cry, you guys. Maybe I'm not good enough in my skills and was washed away by the water. Maybe I'm still alive. Otherwise, tell me your mother's horoscope and I'll calculate it again."

No, don't do that.

Where can they get their fortune told?

Hu Shanniang's plan failed, and Master Meng picked up the compass and went out to look for the monster.

Let’s go together, just in case we gain something.

He said it was dangerous, and they all said righteously that they wanted to do their part.

The village chief really didn't think there were any monsters in the village, but the people were so enthusiastic, so he told them to go if they wanted to. He also asked Daming and Xiaoming to accompany them.

They seem to be working together.

Until Meng Yunhe stopped in front of the village shrine.

"Here..."

"That's great." Hu Shanniang suddenly interrupted him, "Look how happy those kids are having."

The child, Waiya, and Zhuier: "Yes."

They should be so happy today. A Yuan and A Fu said they would take them to catch snails, but they haven't even touched any water yet.

Meng Yunhe looked at the children and frowned: "Here..."

"The scenery is also good," Chang Xiaoyu, whose sleeve was pulled by Hu Shanniang, suddenly sighed, "Look...that day, there were so many big dark clouds, one after another."

The child, Waiya, and Zhuier: "Yes."

They are afraid that they can’t play, but that’s fine. If they can’t play, they can’t play, and they will be happy.

"Here..."

"We have to collect the clothes," Old Man Li bravely continued, "otherwise they will all get soaked. If we cover them up in the house, how long will it take to dry them?"

"Brother Da Ming, Brother Xiao Ming, it's going to rain. Why don't you go back and collect the clothes?" Hu Shanniang said to the two men.

"Don't worry, it might not rain. It's always like this in the mountains. Clouds appear for a while, then disperse. The True God said it would rain soon, so it will definitely rain soon."

Meng Yunhe could tell something was wrong, but Daming and Xiaoming didn't get it at all and even took the initiative to mention the True God.

"What true God?" Meng Yunhe's brows were furrowed, as if they were cut by a knife.

Daming was not on guard at all and talked to him happily.

The more Meng Yunhe listened, the more serious he became.

After hearing the last part, he turned around and looked at the shrine: "No wonder there is such a strong demonic aura here, there really is a demon!"

Hu Shanniang:......

Good words can't persuade a damn ghost.

"But it sounds like a good thing, and it is worthy of being called a god if it protects others.

Why are you looking at me like that?"

Meng Yunhe changed the subject and looked strangely at the seven people who were staring blankly and the somewhat angry Da Ming and Xiao Ming.

The latter said: "The true God is God!"

The former didn't say anything. They looked at Young Master Meng as a rare treasure.

Originally, seeing how he rushed forward when he encountered the evil spirit, they thought that he would capture the Wuxiang True God as soon as he discovered it, but they didn't expect this reaction.

After hearing what Daming and Xiaoming said, Meng Yunhe changed his words and said, "I made a slip of the tongue."

As he spoke, he took out a bunch of incense, worshiped the shrine, and inserted the incense into the bronze tripod.

Daming blushed at his words. "It's okay, it's okay. You're a foreigner, so it's normal for you not to know. The True God said we shouldn't argue with others, but I can't help it."

"Your life was saved by the true God. If someone insults your benefactor, it would be strange if you could endure it."

Meng Yunhe said very understandingly.

He had no intention of capturing the demon, but just wandered around the village, asking more about the true God. He seemed very interested in serving the true God once, and he even ran to ask the village chief and the chief witch.

They were weeding in the field, looking like two ordinary old men, with their shirts open and their trousers rolled up, and with dark skin and deep wrinkles, no one could tell what they were doing.

Hearing his words, the two old men laughed out loud and agreed readily.

"The true God doesn't care whether you're from a foreign country or not. As long as you're sincere, He's happy to meet you. We'll add your name to the list."

Hu Shanniang quickly pushed Old Man Li and asked him to go and talk as well.

So the seven people also received the promise.

The so-called adding in means carving your name on a bamboo stick, then stuffing it into the stick tube and handing it over to the true God for selection.

However, for those who particularly need to see the true God or are outsiders, a red spot will be painted on the sticks with cinnabar, and the true God will always choose such sticks first.

Don’t be discouraged if you are not chosen. When the true God is present, you can be chosen once a month if you wish.

If you are busy, forget it.

Meng Yunhe: "What a reasonable God!"

"Of course."

Every villager was proud of Rong Youyan, and no matter who you asked, they all said the same thing.

If they could talk about the goodness of the true God for three days and three nights, they would never be able to finish.

The children soon got tired of hearing it.

Seeing them jumping around like fleas, Hu Shanniang simply sent them out to play.

"This is not good..." The child hesitated a little shyly.

Hu Shanniang: "Then don't leave."

The child said seriously, "Let's go find out somewhere else."

Then he picked up Waiya and ran away.

Hu Zhuier persuaded herself for a long time and finally found a good reason: "Sister, I'm going to look after them to prevent them from getting into trouble. I'll be back soon. Don't miss me too much."

"Go."

Hu Shanniang was in a complicated mood.

She no longer wanted to play with the children. She was not very interested in stealing snacks or touching snails. She just wanted someone to like her so much that she didn't want to refuse.

The child who didn't want to play along naturally included Zhuier, but her sister had no other friends, so she couldn't ignore her.

Now, my sister finally made a friend, but her friend was in a fantasy world.

It was hard for her to be happy.

But who cares? Just be happy, okay?

They can't help anyway.

Chang Xiaoyu was no longer so eager to leave now that he had someone to accompany him. He stubbornly said, "How childish! What's so fun about those things? I stopped playing with them when I was two or three years old."

Who believes it?

If a two or three-year-old goes to play in the water, his butt will be beaten to pieces.

Hu Shanniang originally wanted to be reliable, but she couldn't help but asked about Chang Xiaoyu out of curiosity.

She knew exactly why the child and Waiya were such assholes, but why was Chang Xiaoyu the same?

As the two men talked, they walked slower and slower, and in the end, there was no one behind Old Man Li.

Cao Ping was hungry, so he went back and made himself an egg pancake. He also buried the egg shells in the backyard to avoid being discovered.

It turns out that he can cook, but he has always been lazy.

What a big omelet.

What a pile of loose sand.

Outside the world mirror.

Cui Dexing looked at An Xiu Ze and the others, and said in an intriguing tone, "These kids are really patient. Unlike the children in my clan, they are impulsive and just killed some little demons."

"It's not a small matter anymore. One of the demon kings has died." An Xiuze was no longer happy.

I’m so angry! I’m almost dying of anger!

When I think about it... I get even angrier!