C3 (2/2)

”Village Chief, what are you doing?”

In the past, many immortals had come to the village, and none of them had ever been treated with respect by the village head, let alone kneeling down in worship.

After the Village Chief saw the fortune-teller, he immediately kneeled and worshipped him. He was even more pious than his ancestor. From the village chief's expression and actions, the surrounding villagers determined that the village head and the fortune-teller were acquainted.

It was the first time that fortune-teller had been to a small town, and the village chief had never run a small town before. Logically, the two of them should not know each other.

”Don't stand there foolishly, come over and greet the immortal masters!”

The village chief was the village chief's representative. If even he had to kneel down and bow to the fortune-teller, how could ordinary villagers not kneel? Hearing the village chief's urging, the villagers all came to their senses. Regardless of whether they might be adults or children, they all kneeled down.

”Greetings, immortal master …”

On an afternoon three years ago, it was the day that the heavens had bestowed upon the village chief. The village chief would never forget that day.

After lunch, he took a nap.

It was a hot day, and the windows were open. Suddenly, a cool breeze blew into the room, and he was awakened by it.

When he woke up, he saw a white figure floating into the room through the window. The sky was bright, and he was scared out of his wits.

”Ghosts!”

The person that floated into the room was none other than Fu Yun.

When he heard the Village Chief scream in fear and hide in his bed, he could not help but smile bitterly. Although he was only a spirit, he felt very embarrassed to be seen as a ghost.

”Cough cough, there's no need to be nervous. I'm not a ghost, I'm a fortune-teller. If you don't believe me, just look!”

The village chief hid under the quilt and trembled. He slowly lifted a corner of the quilt and peeked at Fu Yun.

His long black and white hair fluttered in the wind, and he had a kind and kind countenance. He had a white beard and was wearing a Taoist robe, giving him the appearance of an immortal.

There was a cloth bag hanging from his left shoulder and a bamboo pole in his right hand. On the bamboo pole, there was a white cloth with the words ”Listen to the Wind and Tell the Story” written on it.

Without explaining anything, the Village Chief thought that Fu Yun was a storyteller, and hearing Fu Yun's explanation, he was somewhat convinced.

”You, you really, really aren't a ghost?”

Its feet were not touching the ground, making it seem very creepy.

In the eyes of mortals, those who could fly were either ghosts or immortals. The main reason was because they lacked the common sense to cultivate.

”I am the fortune-teller. It's the truth!”

After confirming once again that Fu Yun was not a ghost, the Village Head nodded his head.

Since he was not a ghost and could fly, then he must be an immortal. The village head reacted quickly by turning around, kneeling on the bed and kowtowing.

”Immortal, you are an immortal master. I have eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai, and have misunderstood you. Please forgive me!”

Coming all of a sudden, he was already a little rude, and since he came out of the blue, he naturally could not be blamed on the village chief for making such a big fuss.

Originally, the ability of a soul body to enter a person's dream was passed down from mouth to mouth in the mortal world.

Dreams lacked authenticity. They might not be real after a mortal woke up.

Thus, Fuyun was worried that the Village Chief might not care about what he dreamed of after waking up. Thus, he could only reveal his soul and scare the Village Chief. Thus, he could only do nothing about it.

”Are you the village chief?”

As the saying goes, one doesn't come to the Three Treasures Palace for no reason. The fortune-teller suddenly came to find him, knowing that he was the village chief. He must have something to instruct him about.

He had mistakenly thought that the immortal master was a ghost. The immortal master had something that he needed to do, so he didn't blame him for it at the moment.

If he didn't agree to the immortal master's request, the immortal master might get angry. The village head was a smart man, and knowing what to do was beneficial to him, so he didn't dare to refuse.

”Yes, yes. This lowly one will follow any immortal master's instructions!”

The Village Head was very tactful, and Fu Yun saved some trouble.

”There's something about your life that I want you to do.”

”This matter concerns the lives of everyone in your village. Only if you do this well can you save everyone in the village!”

What was going on that actually concerned the life and death of everyone in the village?

Immortal Master's tone was so serious that it didn't sound like he was trying to scare people off. The Village Head was still trying to guess what exactly was going on when Fu Yun finally got to the point.

”A person has arrived in your village with a child. You don't need to know who that child is. You only need to warn the entire village that this child was born in your village, not some foreign child.”

”When your child's identity is revealed, you must remember that when the mountain village is destroyed!”

”Immortal Master, don't worry. This lowly one will do as you've said. I will tell everyone in the village to keep their mouths shut!”

The Village Head focused on responding to the immortal master's warning, but didn't get a response. When he looked up, he realized that the immortal master was already gone. He quickly got out of bed and ran towards the village entrance.

There were still villagers at the entrance of the village. From the villagers, he found out something.

It was just as the immortal master had said; a beggar came to the village with a baby and went to the home of only two elders.

When he arrived at the two old people's house, he learned that the beggar had left the child by the door and suddenly disappeared.

No one in the village had ever seen how the beggar left, and no one had ever seen the beggar again.

When the two old men saw that the baby had been abandoned by beggars, they took it upon themselves to adopt it.

What happened in the village was exactly the same as what Immortal Master told him. He had no choice but to believe what Immortal Master said.

From then on, there was an additional prohibition in the village. Villagers were not allowed to divulge the origin of the divine gifts.

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