Village chief: "Look, I've already told you that this self-introduction is still necessary."
"I am Xiaoyaozi, your grandfather's senior brother."
Yan Xianjue: "Sounds a bit familiar."
Xiaoyaozi: "I called it this a hundred years ago."
Yan Xianjue fell silent.
"Maybe when you have no money to eat one day, you can use my Taoist name to sue the other party for copyright infringement."
Yan Xianjue said reflexively, "Your name is not a registered trademark."
Then he was speechless: "Don't you want to say something useful before you die?"
"Hasn't everything useful already been said?"
"Should I advise you to kill those protagonists? I'm a Taoist priest, not an evil sword immortal."
Yan Xianjue: "Watch less TV dramas."
An old Taoist priest with an immortal demeanor was corrupted by TV dramas.
Xiaoyaozi didn't refute: "Even if I really said it, would you really do it?"
Yan Xianjue fell silent.
He lowered his head in thought for a while, and when he raised his head again, his tone was as relaxed as usual: "Maybe."
If the plot is destined that the Lin family and the Yan family will be doomed to perish.
Yan Xianjue didn't mind taking the initiative.
It’s a pity that he found out too late. It would have been better if he had known it when he was a minor.
Xiaoyaozi looked at him stubbornly and did not refute him. He began to tell his last words: "I want to be buried next to my disciples. Your parents know where it is. I have reserved a place for me in advance."
"There's a sword in my bedroom. It's sharpened. It's seen blood and killed people during war. I'm leaving it to you. I believe your grandfather taught you how to wield a sword. Although it's a bit outdated, I hope it can protect you in times of crisis."
"There's a box of prescriptions in the cabinet to the right of the bed. This is for your family. Your parents promised me that they would take care of the children in this village. This is my payment for their food."
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