Wu Daosheng nodded, looked around at the dogs, and said, "You are loyal to your master. I have bestowed upon you the golden light of morality. I hope you will behave yourself."
Then we walked into the village and paraded through this simple village.
The group of big yellow dogs followed from a distance, not daring to disturb
Wu Daosheng was walking on the gravel-paved village road when he saw many old people sitting under the big trees in the village, staring blankly into the distance, as if they were longing for their children to return.
The old people sat in groups of three or five, or scattered around, quietly, without any communication.
It seems like there's nothing to talk about.
When they saw Wu Daosheng, their eyes flickered, and they realized that he was not their own son, and their eyes became dull.
An old man with a cane stood up. He was probably in his seventies or eighties and was wearing a worn-out production team leader's shirt.
Seeing that the young man was well-dressed and had an extraordinary temperament, and was followed by a group of big yellow dogs, he asked curiously.
"Young man, where are you from? What's going on in our Mo Village?"
The voice is old and hoarse, as if it has not been spoken for a long time, and there is a tremor
Wu Daosheng bowed to them and spoke slowly.
"My dear elders, I am only visiting occasionally. Please forgive me for disturbing you!"
When everyone heard this, they looked at the young man with scrutiny, wondering what was so interesting about this village.
The old man with the cane spoke again, "I am the village chief Mo Changbing, what can I do for you?"
When Mo Changbing was young, he was the leader of the production team. Later, he was recommended to be the village chief. Today, he still has the style of a leader and speaks with dignity.
Seeing their wariness, Wu Daosheng answered truthfully, "This is what happened. I passed by Gui Village this morning and happened to meet an old man with a broken leg. His home is behind the village, so I took him home and healed his leg. I was curious about the environment in Mo Village, so I stopped by to take a look. If possible, I would like to preach in Mo Village!"
When Mo Changbing heard someone had broken a leg, he was startled and asked hurriedly, "Young man, are you talking about Mr. Mo, the old farmer from the silkworm family? How is he?"
"I gave him a rejuvenation pill, and he's fine now. He just needs a day or two of rest," Wu Daosheng answered truthfully.
Everyone was in disbelief. What kind of elixir was so magical that it could heal a broken leg? That was just bragging!
Mo Changbing frowned, and felt that this young man was dishonest and was actually talking big. He suspected that he was cheating.
So, he looked at the young man with scrutiny and said in a stern tone, "Young man, you're so arrogant. Do you think we're old and our minds aren't sharp anymore? What kind of elixir is so magical that taking one can cure my short leg injury?"
Wu Daosheng couldn't help but sigh when he saw their resistance! I was kind enough to do good deeds, but I was suspected of cheating. I felt helpless.
"Old man, I'm not a liar, but a wandering Taoist priest. I won't steal anything worthwhile! Don't worry! If you don't believe me, you can ask someone to go to the back village to check! I'll stay here and wait!"
Seeing that he was speaking sincerely, everyone was not sure whether he was right or wrong.
Mo Changbing also nodded secretly. It is wrong to suspect others for no reason.
He asked his nephew Mo Hongyun to go to Mo Laonong's home to see if the injury was serious and whether he should be sent to the town to see a doctor.
Mo Hongyun is an old man in his sixties, with a rather burly figure. However, he walks with a limp, and it seems that his right foot is atrophied.
Wu Daosheng was not surprised, so he walked to the big tree and sat cross-legged in meditation. The group of big yellow dogs also gathered around him, squatting down with their tongues hanging out.
Everyone was surprised. Some people saw their own dogs and wanted to call them back, but the big yellow dog looked at the old man, wagged its tail, and then stood still.
This really shocked the old man. He regarded the big yellow dog as his own child and it always followed him around. But today, the dog unexpectedly ignored him.
It seems that this young man is very unusual!
Many elderly people gathered around Wu Daosheng, carefully observing his appearance.
"Old friend, do you feel a chill when you get close to this young man?"
"Not only that! I feel much more relaxed! I'm not even out of breath anymore!"
"Yes, yes! I feel the same way! Do you think he has magic?"
"This young man is not simple!"
Not long after, Mo Hongyun came back from Mo Lao Nong's house, limping along, and it was worrying that he might fall.
He suddenly walked up to Wu Daosheng and said pleadingly, "Divine doctor, divine doctor! Please give me a pill! My legs, my legs hurt so much every night, it's worse than death..."
After that, he knelt down and begged for medicine.
Wu Daosheng was startled and quickly used his magic power to lift him up, not daring to accept such a great gift.
"Old man, please stand up quickly. I cannot accept such a great gift. It's really embarrassing!"
Mo Hongyun couldn't kneel down, so he had to stand, his face full of hope.
Mo Changbing asked him what was going on while leaning on his cane.
All the old people looked at Mo Hongyun, wanting to hear what happened that made him so excited just after returning.
Mo Hongyun looked at the young man in awe and slowly told them what happened.
In the end, everyone looked at this young man with a little more respect.
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