Xiaoyue originally had various speculations about Li Yiru's identity, but she asked them to swear. Could it be that it was not because of her strong background, but because she had offended some enemy?
When she heard someone shouting for help, she casually stuffed the formation plate into her sleeve. It was so ordinary and common that it shattered Xiaoyue's fantasy.
But... in Xiaoyue's opinion, she is very strong, almost as strong as the cultivators of Yijian Sect. Even at such a young age, she is stronger than the men in their 30s around her.
She could see that she wanted to leave the Western Realm and might even actually and bravely take that step, unlike her, who was scared half to death after seeing a few monsters and had to stay in this small town for the rest of her life.
"Let's go over and take a look?" The young man turned his head and said to Xiaoyue, then looked at Li Yiru, hoping that she would give in.
Seeing that Li Yirou agreed, they walked towards the direction for help.
The person calling for help really wanted to save someone, but felt a little embarrassed looking at the pile of shit.
He tried to use his magic to conjure up a vine to pull the man out of the shit, but it was not easy to transform the wood-based magic, and his cultivation was not enough. He became more and more panicked, until the pile of feces slid down and scattered, and the man crawled out and stood up by himself, his magic was still unsuccessful.
"Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry." The male cultivator who saved the man felt very sorry, but he couldn't bear to see the miserable state of the buried person.
"Fellow Daoist, you are so honest. Why do you bring so much?" The rescuer said with concern, and at the same time pinched himself hard in secret to control himself from laughing out loud.
Many people in Baiguo Town consciously protect the Baiguo Secret Realm. After all, this secret realm is completely safe and can accommodate hundreds of people picking ginkgo nuts every other day. If they pick 3-50 kilograms, they can earn more than a dozen spirit beads.
Although the spiritual energy of the fruits picked using magic spells is not as good as those picked by hand for some reason, they can only be picked carefully by hand.
But also for this reason, people with higher cultivation levels don't want to waste time competing with them.
You can easily earn spirit beads, and there is no other place except here.
Therefore, there are always people in the town who ferment fertilizer by themselves and bring it in to fertilize the big ginkgo tree. It is the key to the secret realm and the foundation supporting the secret realm, and everyone takes good care of it.
But no one has ever brought so much fertilizer! It's piled up like a small mountain. Don't be fooled by this Taoist's plain appearance, even a little bit vulgar, he has a kind heart.
I just don't know how he spread the fertilizer here, it's still hundreds of meters away from the giant tree.
Xiaoyue's brother successfully conjured up a vine, picked up the thin man who had just stood up, and kindly performed some dust-removing techniques on him.
The thin man's originally angry and flustered expression finally returned to normal, and he thanked his brother again and again, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, thank you."
"I saved up some fertilizer for a long time and accidentally scattered it here. Hahahaha, I was so careless, so careless."
"Hey, thank you, thank you, you are all very kind. If I have nothing else to do, I will leave first."
When people are nervous and embarrassed, they tend to speak incoherently. Li Yiru looked at the young man, but he was completely unaware of it. It seemed like he hadn't heard a word of what she had just described.
He nodded in a pretentious manner, "Next time, be careful not to apply fertilizer randomly. Only apply it to the giant trees to be effective."
His expression was serious, like a qualified guardian of the secret realm's order.
The first person who called for help noticed something was wrong. "Wait a minute!" He stopped the thin man and looked at his brother. "Manager Chen, he has two storage bags in his hands."
The elder brother, or Manager Chen as he was called, frowned and grabbed the thin man, snatched the two storage bags, and examined them. "There's no spiritual mark on them. Tell me! Are you a thief?"
"No, Manager Chen, I just brought some fertilizer. I thought I'd sell it as soon as I could after I packed it up and didn't want to use it anymore."
That makes sense... My brother was about to nod in agreement.
"Nonsense!" the rescuer retorted immediately. "There's no limit to the number of similar items in a storage bag. It's equally exhausting. Why would you use both bags to store fertilizer?"
The brother finally reacted and pulled the thief back.
Li Yirou looked at the girl named Xiaoyue with a somewhat inquiring look. She was so smart. When the two of them were together, would she often be irritated by her good brother?
Xiaoyue didn't turn her head, but seemed to feel her gaze. Her face turned red again. She suddenly turned around, stared at her, and winked.
Li Yirou's mind turned slightly. Although she didn't know what she wanted to say, she decided to listen anyway.
So he helped the young man solve the problem and said, "The gray storage bag he was holding looked like mine. I was so busy watching you save people that I didn't notice it. Thank you, Manager Chen."
Li Yiru looked at him gratefully, but when she called Manager Chen, it sounded very dangerous.
But he slowly recalled what she said about the thief being dressed in blue, having a square face, and being much shorter than him, which matched the appearance of this man!
He snatched the gray storage bag from the thief's hand and handed it to Li Yirou, "Don't...you're welcome."
The thief then noticed the girl. It was her! She looked pure and innocent, but who would have thought she was carrying a storage bag of fertilizer?
He was used to wiping out his spiritual consciousness and pouring out the contents directly to avoid the energy consumption of branding. He also had to wipe it out when selling the storage bag and didn't want to waste energy.
Anyway, most people who come to this secret realm don’t want to waste their energy packing too many things, so their storage bags are usually filled with the most precious spirit stones, talismans, weapons, etc., except for this madman!
He gritted his teeth and said viciously, "You..."
But the thief had just said a word when his mouth was strangled by a branch. He thought it was the manager Chen who was holding him, so he looked at him panickedly, his eyes showing weakness, and he didn't dare to do it again!
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