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"Brother Liu, what would happen if no one worshipped the gods?" Ye Jing'an asked.

"Lose your divine power and fall into the mortal world." Liu Muzhe said.

"Then I'm going to go back and burn a thigh-thick stick of incense for my ancestor. I'll burn it for him every day! When I take over the Ye family, I'll ask the younger generations to offer sacrifices to the ancestor every day. I want him to walk sideways in the heavens!" Ye Jing'an did what he said. He took out his phone and bought incense online, as well as a bunch of other miscellaneous items. He said that if others have it, his ancestor must have it, and if others don't have it, his ancestor must have it too.

Liu Muze was stunned, feeling as if smoke was coming out of his head: "Is this not necessary?"

"If necessary, my ancestor must use the best!" Ye Jing'an passionately ordered a large number of things.

"Why are you so nice to your ancestor?" Liu Muzhe asked.

"He's amazing. He helped me when I was little, played with me, and said he would come to save me if I was in danger in the future." Ye Jing'an suddenly looked up at Liu Muze, "Brother Liu, do you have a way for me to see him?"

"Your ancestor, you ask me?" Liu Muzhe asked with a smile, "Why do you want to see him?"

"First, let's see what he looks like. He used a dirty trick to make me forget what he looks like. I also want to ask him if there is any quick way to master his talismans and swordsmanship. By the way, I also want two treasures to exorcise demons and ghosts." Ye Jing'an said seriously, "Brother Liu, do you have any ideas?"

Ye Jingan really didn't consider himself an outsider. He hadn't learned anything yet, but he was still thinking of taking shortcuts to get the treasure. Liu Muze suppressed the urge to hit the child and sneered, "Yes, you can see it if you daydream."

"I knew you were unreliable." Ye Jing'an snorted.

Liu Muze glanced at him without saying anything, and the two of them came to a milk tea shop. Qiu Zimu was sitting inside, holding a teddy bear to entertain Xuanxuan. Seeing the two of them coming, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't let me coax little girls from now on!"

"You can do it!" Ye Jing'an patted Qiu Zimu's shoulder.

"By the way, Xuanxuan said she wanted to go home." Qiu Zimu said.

"Okay." They returned to the village, where every household was adorned with white cloth and paper flowers. In the center of the village stood a wooden table, with three large plates containing the heads of a cow, a sheep, and a pig. Each family knelt on the ground, offering incense.

One of the men burning incense was a man Ye Jing'an had seen before and was deeply impressed by. He was the mountain dweller who had knelt in front of the mountain temple that day and was eventually killed by the earth spirit. Ye Jing'an saw the fellow villager who had asked about the situation that day and went up to him to inquire about the situation.

The villagers told them that the village's chief wizard had his head chopped off and died, and everyone else had a terrible dream in which they offended the mountain god and were torn to pieces alive.

The fellow villager showed a look of regret as he spoke, slapped his thigh and said: "It's all my fault for being greedy for the money and agreeing to do such a shameful thing for them."

"That's good to know." Ye Jing'an pulled Xuanxuan to the center of the village and said coldly to everyone, "This villa was bought with other people's lives, but you still live comfortably?"

The man in the suit glared and said viciously, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Don't you know what you've done?" Ye Jing'an sneered, "This child's mother is watching you from heaven!"

The people who had hurt Xuanxuan's mother panicked. They looked at each other and whispered about something. The man in the suit had murderous intent in his eyes and said to Ye Jingan and the others, "Now that we know everything, we can't let you leave here alive!"

More than a dozen mountain people surrounded Ye Jingan and his four companions, and a few of them ran back home to get their weapons.

"She's hopeless." Ye Jing'an handed Xuanxuan to Qiu Zimu. "Take her home to get something. I'm going to give them a good beating today!"

Ye Jing'an suddenly raised his leg and swept it across the incoming men, knocking down two of them. He then thrust his elbow hard, gathering strength to strike the man in front of him in the eye socket, causing them to howl in pain. Ye Jing'an used both his hands and feet, knocking down five or six men at once. The others, intimidated by his fighting prowess, retreated a distance, not daring to step forward and take the beating.

These people originally planned to beat the men until they couldn't fight back, then drag them into the house and kill them, but they found themselves unable to defeat them, so they had to use force. The men who had gone home to get their weapons ran over with sticks, iron bars, and hatchets. The ones with weapons in their hands were more aggressive, clapping their sticks and approaching Ye Jingan with a wicked grin.

"You are the only ones who have equipment, right?" Ye Jing'an took out the Ye'an sword and performed a set of fancy sword techniques he had learned.

The villagers looked at each other in bewilderment. This man seemed to really know kung fu. After hesitating for a while, they made up their minds and rushed towards him in order not to spend the rest of their lives in prison.

Ye Jingan attacked with a flurry of attacks, relying solely on brute force. Seeing he couldn't defeat him, a villager quietly moved behind him and swung an iron rod to hit him on the head, but Liu Muze caught it with one hand: "Be careful."

"Hey, you're still trying to sneak attack!" Ye Jing'an kicked the man in the stomach, which also ignited him. After handing the sword to Liu Muze, he picked up the iron root on the ground and said coldly, "I'll teach you how to use a stick."

Ye Jing'an still felt that a stick was more suitable than a sword. These days, swordplay required extreme caution; if someone's neck was cut, jail time was inevitable. With a stick, however, it was different. He knew exactly how much force would be needed to kill or maim someone, so he could grasp the right balance.

Ye Jingan hit them with a few sticks and they fell to the ground. Those lying on the ground curled up and covered their feet. Some people fell to the ground with bruised faces and cried out in pain. Some people knew they couldn't win, so they put down their weapons and begged for mercy and apologized. Ye Jingan was much better than them. He only got hit on the back of his hand and calf. After calling the police, Ye Jingan walked leisurely towards the mountains and asked Liu Muze: "Why don't you help beat them?"

"Do you want me to fight these people?" Liu Muzhe said disdainfully.

"Ouch, my leg...hiss, it hurts!" Ye Jing'an leaned on Liu Muze's shoulder and limped along. "It's over. I've been beaten to a pulp."

Liu Muze raised his eyebrows slightly: "Where did you hit? Let me see."

Ye Jingan pointed to his left calf.

"This?" Liu Muzhe slapped him, "Stop pretending. When that man swung the stick at you, I blocked it with my foot, and you're even limping."

"Tsk, hurry up and get your stuff and go home to rest. You're tired from fighting." Ye Jing'an raised the back of his hand. "Hey, it's bruised. That guy's nails even scratched off a layer of skin."

Liu Muze stroked it gently with his thumb: "Got it, I'll apply the medicine to you when I get back."

"Okay." Ye Jing'an turned his head away and smiled muffledly.

After Xuanxuan packed up, the group prepared to go home. As they reached the village, two police cars pulled up on the side of the road. The officers were taking notes, understanding the details of the situation, and then took Ye Jingan and the others to the police station to record their statements. After an entire afternoon of tossing and turning, they finally went home to rest.

Ye Jing'an and the other two treated Wen Xuan very well, providing her with all the good food and drinks, buying her lots of new clothes, and never having to worry about anything. They weren't sure if Wen Xuan would get used to their favorite meals, so they always ordered takeout according to her preferences. But after living here for half a month, Xuan Xuan encountered her first troublesome problem.

In the morning, she sneaked out while the three of them were still asleep. She looked around the villa but couldn't find any supermarkets or even small shops.

"What should I do?" Wen Xuan clutched her clothes tightly with both hands anxiously. After thinking about it, she decided to seek help.

The long-haired brother is good at fighting and looks cold, so I won't look for him. Jing'an has a good personality, but he always stays next to the long-haired brother and won't look for him. After thinking about it, it was Qiu Zimu who made him happy all the way, so gentle...

Finally, Wenxuan decided to ask him for help.

"Brother, are you there?" She knocked gently on Qiu Zimu's door.

Qiu Zimu didn't come out, but Liu Muzhe did.

"You're up so early." Liu Muzhe saw that she looked unhappy, "What's wrong with you?"

Wenxuan kept snapping her fingers, lowered her head and whispered, "I want to go buy something."

"What do you need?" Liu Muzhe asked.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "That's it."

"Hmm?" Liu Muzhe thought she hadn't finished speaking, and waited quietly for what she would say.

"It's that thing for girls..." Wenxuan's ears turned red. Her mother always bought it for her before, and she never asked anyone else to buy it for her. But now, she had to ask her brother, whom she didn't know very well, to take her to buy it. This was so embarrassing!

Liu Muze straightened up and tilted his head to think for a while, thinking about what the things girls use should be. There are so many things, how can you know what they are if you don't explain it clearly, so he asked: "Well... can you explain it in more detail?"

Wenxuan was an introvert by nature. She opened and closed her mouth, struggling for a long time but still couldn't say anything.

"Wait a minute." Liu Muzhe knocked on Ye Jingan's door.

Ye Jingan closed his eyes and leaned his head against the open door frame: "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

Liu Muze said: "Wenxuan wants to buy something, you go."

If Qiu Zimu had been the one shopping so early in the morning, Ye Jingan would have kicked her out. It was just a poor little girl who wanted to buy something. Ye Jingan rubbed his eyes, changed his impatient tone, and asked softly, "What do you want to buy?"

Wenxuan's face turned red. It turned out that she couldn't find a brother with long hair!

She gritted her teeth and said again: "That's it..."

"Oh, is it urgent?" Ye Jingan understood immediately.

Wenxuan nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go now. I'll wash up when I come back." Ye Jingan didn't even change his pajamas. He put on a coat and took her to the nearest supermarket to buy something.

Liu Muzhe was stunned.

How do you understand the meaning of "that" with just these four words? Which one?

He sighed for a long time, thinking that he was really old and could not understand the secret language of these young people.

An hour later they came back, and Wenxuan ran quickly into the room carrying a big bag.

Ye Jingan bought them breakfast and sat next to Liu Muze and said, "It's not very convenient for a little girl like her to live with three grown men like us."

"What do you mean?" Liu Muzhe asked.

Ye Jing'an raised an eyebrow, thinking of how there had never been a woman around Brother Liu. Seeing how he looked, he probably didn't know much about these things, so he offered to give him some basic knowledge.

"Ahem, that's quite inconvenient." Liu Muzhe took a sip of water. "How did you understand it so quickly?"

Ye Jing was happy: "My elder sister, I buy a lot of things for her."