Chapter 114 Like a Bandit

It was drizzling again. Lin Du, wearing a bamboo hat, followed Granny Ma along the mountain path.

"Why do you have to follow us? Don't you think your face is scary enough for them?"

Lin Du pulled out a scarf that he used to cover his face in winter, and wrapped it around the lower half of his face. He covered the upper part with a bamboo hat and the lower part with the scarf, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it okay now?"

Granny Ma was silent for a while. "There is no one in the world as troublesome as you. Yesterday I asked you to watch the stove, but you insisted on studying some timing formation method. I almost boiled the pot of medicine in vain."

"That girl cried for most of the night, her eyes were almost blinded, and I haven't even given her a vision for the future." Lin Du stretched out his hand and pinched his ear, "Besides, I have already released my spiritual consciousness, so it's useless to watch, just practicing the formation casually."

"Then my pot lid was almost blown up." Granny Ma said calmly.

Lin Du was wearing a black robe today. Even though the material was of excellent quality, with dense gold thread and the ruby ​​on the top of the fairy crane's head, he still looked like a bandit in Granny Ma's eyes.

"It was an accident." Lin Du coughed softly, "My right hand was fractured. I couldn't hold it back and it twisted a little."

To carve an array on an object, a slight error could mean a thousand miles, and it required not only a strong mind but also a steady hand.

Granny Ma looked back at her and said, "You haven't answered my first question yet."

Lin Du knew he couldn't get around it, so he coughed softly, "I just want to see if people who are kept in captivity still know how to be self-reliant?"

Granny Ma glanced at her bandit henchman and said, "You worry about a lot."

Lin Du didn't say anything, and Grandma Ma suddenly grabbed his right wrist, "No, grandma, grandma, it hurts..."

A strange force penetrated into his flesh. Lin Du suddenly stopped talking and pretended to be silent. He let her penetrate into his wrist bone.

The cold power wrapped around her wrist like a snake. "You didn't say a word when Mo Lin broke your wrist, but now you're crying out in pain?"

Lin Du was still able to smile. Even through the gauze, he could hear the indifference in her words. "It can be cured."

The yin energy suddenly left, "No wonder you've been wearing hard wrist guards these days."

A black plaster was thrown into Lin Du's arms. "Put it on. You will be back to normal in five days."

Normally, it takes more than a month for a young person's bone fracture to heal on its own. For a monk with spiritual energy, it may heal faster, but it still takes ten days to half a month.

Lin Du lowered her head and sniffed the ointment. It smelled even more foul than the medicine she drank. She hesitated again and again, "There won't be any bugs in it...right?"

"That's not the case," Granny Ma said calmly, "but there is something you don't want to know."

Lin Du put away his curiosity and said, "Then I won't ask."

She was very obedient. She put the plaster on herself and then re-fastened the wrist guard. She just arrived in front of Qinglu Village.

The village was still shrouded in mist and rain.

Lin Du entered the village and found that most people were still there. Only four or five young people who were not yet adults had entered the city. They maintained their original living conditions. They had worked hard over the years and still had a lot of food given by the Moon Goddess.

The well whose bricks had been stolen was rebuilt with evergreen stones. In front of it was an altar with various snacks for praying for blessings. Now it has been rotten by the rain and seems to have grown mold. It seems that no one has taken care of it for many days.

Lin Du accompanied Granny Ma to deliver medicine to every household, but the excuse he made was that there was a cold wave in spring and without the protection of the Moon Goddess, the children were young and might get sick.

Some people are very grateful, while others are hesitant.

Neither Granny Ma nor Lin Du tried to persuade them. Lin Du behaved like a zombie the whole time. He said nothing and was only responsible for distributing the medicine.

When the last family was sent off, someone asked Granny Ma cautiously, "Do you still want to hire servants? My son is definitely stronger and more capable than the one behind you."

Lin Du was mistaken for a servant. Granny Ma thought that no matter how you looked at it, Lin Du was just a bandit, not a servant.

Granny Ma shook her head. Seeing the sadness and worry in the family's eyes, she finally pointed the way. "In the past, you couldn't go up the mountain to pick mountain products, but now you can. The abandoned fields can be cultivated again. How can there be no way to make a living?"

The man looked at the mother-in-law in front of him blankly, "But... we don't know how to..."

Lin Du lowered her eyes. The plaster on her wrist penetrated into her bones with a pungent and cold chill. The feeling of both coolness and spiciness was not pleasant.

She mechanically followed Granny Ma out of the last house and suddenly spoke, "Just a few hundred years, a dozen generations, is enough to completely ruin a person."

Granny Ma said nothing. Although Lin Du was young, he was always very empathetic towards worldly affairs. Such a person was naturally gifted in spiritual practice, and being sensitive was not a bad thing.

"I once thought about this question: if their vitality was not taken away, they had enough food and clothing and did not need to work, and they lived happily for forty or sixty years, and then their lives were harvested again, what would happen?"

"Now the people of Qinglu Village are secretly cursing the Moon God for abandoning them. They can't get food, and they don't know how to survive."

"I think there are many people who would like to do this. I have even thought about this. My food, clothing, shelter and transportation are all arranged by others. I can play and daydream all day long. Even if I become a human being in the future, the food will be enough."

Granny Ma paused and looked at the skinny boy who still had his face covered. "Do you want to be kept in captivity?"

Lin Du paused, "But after watching it today, I still think that people should always have a choice."

"If we are kept captive from birth without any choice, that is wrong. Our ancestors may have agreed to be kept captive for sacrifice, but some later generations do not want to be kept captive. Those young people who ran away are the answer."

"As the pregnant woman said, people should always have the right to choose freely."

The sky is high and the sea is vast, there is lonely smoke in the desert, the sun sets over the long river, there is mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and there is ice for thousands of miles. Those who are raised and have lost their freedom will never be able to understand.

When one loses the power of labor, creativity, and even the power of thought, is one still really a person?

After listening to her words, Granny Ma silently put away the curse seal on her hand.

Lin Du was unaware that he was almost being turned into a corpse puppet. After leaving the village, he dropped the scarf from his face. His dark eyes showed a deep thought. "I just looked over and saw that many of the houses that were originally very clean were covered in dust."

"It is the home of those young men who have run away."

"At least I didn't do anything bad. At least I gave them a choice."

Granny Ma hummed, "It's not a good thing for you to be too cautious."

Lin Du smiled and said nothing.

She didn't want to become one of those superheroes in heroic stories who picks up a car bought with someone else's loan and smashes it at the villain, or even accidentally affects someone else's mortgaged house during the fight, and then accidentally kills someone else's family with a brick.

Lin Du thought that the wind brought about by the butterfly effect should preferably be the wind of hope.

"It will take Mo Lin five days to eliminate the remaining poison. Then you can hurry up and take him back to your sect to raise him. He makes a mess of my yard every day." Granny Ma said with disdain. I don't know what she was thinking about. She added, "Your brothers have been really busy these days."

Lin Du's eyes suddenly became sharp, but the smile on his face deepened. "That's right. After all, if you want to completely remove a vine, you have to cut off the roots that are growing out and absorbing vitality first."

"Do you want to hear it?"

Granny Ma said abruptly, "I don't want to."

Lin Du shrugged regretfully. Feng Yi and Ju Yuan must have collected a lot of treasures this time.

The only thing missing is the refinery shop.