When An Jingzhi was strolling in the village again, he found that the villagers looked at him completely differently.
Each of their eyes was filled with joy and awe, with a hint of closeness.
An Jingzhi secretly raised the corners of his mouth, but soon lowered them again, with his head held high and his hands behind his back. In the eyes of his clansmen, he really had the demeanor of an immortal. Why did they think that this kid looked down on others before?
"Ayu, do you have anything to do later?" An Jingzhi called out to Ayu, who was watching from the side and wanted to go forward but was hesitant and didn't dare to come forward.
Amidst the envious eyes of the tribesmen, Ayu happily ran towards An Jingzhi and said, "I still have to go help the tribe leader later, but I have nothing to do this afternoon."
"Hmm!" The patriarch cleared his throat.
The tribesmen made way, and the tribe leader walked up to An Jingzhi and said, "Ayu will follow you from now on. If you need his help, just let him do it."
He turned to A Yu and said, "From now on, you don't have to worry about the affairs of the village. Give priority to A Jing's affairs. You don't have to do your work anymore. I will find someone else to replace you. You just stay with A Jing."
Amid the surprised and envious looks of his tribesmen, Ayu nodded happily.
Afterwards, An Jingzhi spoke a few words to the clan leader and led A Yu around the village.
He described some plants to Ayu, and then Ayu led him to find these plants.
These are the raw materials for the ink that An Jingzhi will use to draw talismans.
He didn't plan to use any cinnabar. It would be useless in this world anyway. Since he had established a character who was taught by immortals, his talisman paper must have some effect.
An Jingzhi planned to find the more commonly used herbs and use them to make potions.
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