As if he knew Fan Zhiyi's attitude, the village chief did not get angry. Instead, he explained, "They are thanking the Fusang God for giving these missing people a chance to come back and serve the Fusang God, so that their families can be reunited."
"return?"
"Hehehe." The village chief suddenly stopped and stared at Fan Zhiyi. "Our village has always been a happy and peaceful village. The missing people are those who have not yet returned to the village."
"Then these families you took me to investigate..."
"Isn't this the news that our distinguished guest wants to know? The Fusang God said that we should treat every distinguished guest well and try our best to meet their requirements." The village chief laughed, and the villagers who passed by and heard this also laughed.
Fan Zhiyi thought these people were brainwashed, but then everyone present immediately stopped smiling and looked at him grimly. Fan Zhiyi understood what they meant and immediately laughed even louder than them: "Hahahahahaha, those who believe in the Fusang God will have eternal life!"
Damn, what a rubbish plot, author, come out!
Sure enough, after Fan Zhiyi said this, everyone except Fan Zhiyi started laughing again. Then Fan Zhiyi heard voices one after another: "It's time to mature, it's time to mature, it's time to mature..." It was similar to the distorted voices of men and women mixed together that he heard yesterday, but it should not be made by these villagers.
It seems that there are still experts.
The village chief sent Fan Zhiyi to the door of the room and left with a smile. Looking at him, he really looked like the old man strolling on the street that Fan Zhiyi often met in real life.
However, the villain died because he talked too much, and the talkative villain also provided a lot of information, so it was worth it that I spent so much time talking to him.
Fan Zhiyi's current information was that those who had disappeared in the normal world had returned to this village. The missing people the village chief had mentioned were likely the villagers who had not yet arrived to worship the Fusang God last night. It was a bit confusing, but that was the gist. He had observed that the majority of the current residents in this village were young and middle-aged, with relatively few elderly people, which corresponded to the village yesterday.
Fan Zhiyi wanted to meet those monks first. Perhaps they were also trapped in this place like him and were looking for a solution. He should also go to the Fusang Temple again. Perhaps there would be new clues.
Fan Zhiyi thought so as he pushed open the door, and his jaw dropped. He was almost blinded by the light. This wasn't a room at all, it was more like a vault, filled with countless spirit stones. Fan Zhiyi didn't know how cheerful and cheerful he would be if he had so many spirit stones.
But the reality was, Fan Zhiyi slammed the door back, pounding on it several times with grief, tears streaming down his face. So many spirit stones had appeared in the room prepared for him. Regardless of whether they were legitimate, Fan Zhiyi would feel guilty taking them for no reason. Furthermore, such a good thing appeared in such a dangerous space. What else could it be but a naked trap? Most importantly, as a modern man, Fan Zhiyi preferred the red sun to spirit stones! It would be best if he could crush him to death with the red sun!
However, spirit stones are also very important in the world of immortal cultivation! He can't be rich in the real world, so does that mean he has to stay poor in the novel?
No, he couldn't look at it again, otherwise he would really be tempted and waver.
Fan Zhiyi sighed. It was so difficult for him to become a rich man. He should cherish his life and wait for Baibai to come and finish the business so that he can go back and inherit the money in his card.
Fan Zhiyi looked at the sky which had turned completely dark. The small village returned to its quiet state, and there was a sense of weirdness in the quiet.
It was very tiring to fight wits and courage with these villagers today. Fan Zhiyi sighed again. He had to be tense all the time when he was alone, otherwise he would not know how he died.
Maybe! He could take this opportunity to find those monks!
Fan Zhiyi did what he said. When he was about to run away, he heard a loud "bang bang bang" knock on the window coming from his room.
Although it would have been better not to look, curiosity killed the cat. Fan Zhiyi took a glance and found that the window of the room prepared for him was open. The light emitted by the sparkling spirit stones almost blinded him, and the largest and sparkliest spirit stone was as big as a human head.
Fan Zhiyi had never seen such a large spirit stone before. In the world of immortal cultivation, were there such large spirit stones? Would such large spirit stones be allowed to circulate in the market?
No, that's not the point. The point is that this spirit stone was standing by the window, tempting Fan Zhiyi. Seeing that Fan Zhiyi didn't move, it ran away and left the window.
Fan Zhiyi: “…”
Fan Zhiyi: “!” This is unscientific. It is impossible that the spirit stone will automatically run to him in the next second and say to him, “Accept me, accept me, and we will never be separated.”
The fact is, it is unscientific to travel into a novel, not to mention that this is a novel about cultivating immortals and the supernatural.
When that thing with a spirit stone head and a beautiful woman's body covered only with a layer of gauze pushed the door open and walked out, Fan Zhiyi's brain froze for a second.
This strange combination is pleasing to the eye separately, but when put together, damn, it's simply too scary!
Fan Zhiyi took off running, but this thing chased him barefoot, running quite fast and calling out to him in a sweet voice, "Fan Zhiyi, don't you like me? Don't you like me the most?"
"The spirit stones I like won't run away!"
"But you didn't come in just now, so my brothers and sisters couldn't move or run away, right?" The voice seemed aggrieved.
You are not feeling wronged at all, you have to compensate me for mental damage!
Wait, this desperate run feels strangely familiar. No, how come I'm so experienced at escaping? He knows magic, so he can subdue this monster!
Fan Zhiyi was thinking about casting a spell or something, but as he was being chased urgently, his mind was in a mess and he couldn't remember anything. After all, this was the first time in his life that he was chased by this kind of... uh, monster, so it was understandable!
Fan Zhiyi thought this, and then, just as he was about to attack, he realized the monster was already behind him, reaching out to touch his back. Fan Zhiyi inhaled, tightened his abdomen, and then performed a roundhouse kick, successfully tripping the monster. He was about to cast a spell, but the monster suddenly stood up and tried to grab him. The movement was so fast that Fan Zhiyi had no time to react calmly. By the time he realized it, the monster had already started running again.
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