The old man slowly walked towards Xu Xiwang and gently patted Xu Xiwang's shoulder.
Instantly, Xu Xiwang collapsed and fainted.
"Grandpa, has the immortal brother passed away?"
The little girl looked at the old man with a frightened expression.
The old man was also stunned.
"He shouldn't... be dead..."
He reached out and touched the tip of Xu Xiwang's nose with his finger.
"I was so scared! I thought the fairy brother had died. I hadn't finished chatting with him yet!" The little girl breathed a sigh of relief.
The old man gave her a speechless look. "Do you think your fairy brother is as gluttonous as you?"
"hey-hey."
The little girl stuck out her tongue, then suddenly looked at Xu Xiwang with sparkling eyes, "Fairy brother is so handsome!"
"Hmm?" The old man looked at the little girl suspiciously.
"Grandpa, he's more handsome than the other uncles in our village. He has fair skin and is quite good-looking. I wish I could marry someone as handsome as him in the future."
The little girl looked at Xu Xiwang with sparkling eyes.
"You little brat, what nonsense are you spouting all day? You're only five years old!"
The old man shouted, his beard bristling and eyes wide.
Hehehe.
“Go to Erhu’s house at the village entrance and get some herbs. Have your brother Dalong come and help you carry them to your grandfather’s room.”
The little girl nodded obediently, "Okay, Grandpa."
With that, the little girl skipped away.
"You little brat!" the old man cursed, both amused and exasperated, looking at Xu Xiwang with a heart full of doubt.
Who exactly is this young man? He actually fell from the sky!
Could it really be a celestial being descending from heaven?
But if he really was a deity descended to earth, why would he collapse at the entrance of their village?
Could it be that they've been punished by heaven?
But that's impossible. How could a deity be punished by heaven?
The old man's thoughts were racing, his gaze settling on Xu Xiwang's face.
Xu Xiwang had calmed down and was peacefully asleep on the stone bench.
The old man stepped forward and sat down next to Xu Xiwang. Looking at the composed and handsome face before him, he couldn't help but exclaim, "What a beautiful young man! It's just a pity..."
The old man lowered his head, sighed, and stopped speaking, silently watching over Xu Xiwang.
After a sleepless night, Xu Xiwang opened his eyes and saw an old man sitting cross-legged next to him, practicing meditation.
The old man abruptly stopped his cultivation upon hearing the noise, looked at Xu Xiwang warily, and asked, "You're awake?"
"Thank you for saving me." Xu Xiwang bowed respectfully.
The old man waved his hand and smiled, "No need to be so polite."
Xu Xiwang frowned slightly. Although the old man in front of him was dressed in ordinary clothes, the aura emanating from him was indeed powerful.
He looked to be only in his sixties or seventies, but his aura of authority was unmatched by any ordinary person.
"Do you know who the old gentleman is?"
“My name is Ye San. The little girl you saw yesterday is my granddaughter, Ye Anning.”
Seeing Xu Xiwang's blank expression, Ye San said with a smile, "My granddaughter is very clever and mischievous. She picked you up from the mountain and thinks you are a fairy."
"I should thank you both for taking me in."
Xu Xiwang said blankly.
Ye San nodded, then looked at Xu Xiwang and smiled, "May I ask where you're from, young man?"
"I come from..." Xu Xiwang was about to tell Ye San her name when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest. When she opened her mouth, she spat out a large amount of blood.
"I... pfft..."
Xu Xiwang struggled to look up at Ye San, but only managed to utter one word before spitting out another mouthful of blood.
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