When the group arrived at the village, Chu Qianli asked to see Sarin and asked other villagers to pass the message.

Sarin was a little surprised when she heard the news. She invited everyone to the ceremony room to listen to Chu Qianli's purpose.

Inside the house, animal bones and herbs are still hung on the walls, and tambourines and witchcraft props are piled up in the corners.

Under the reflection of the charcoal fire, the wrinkles on the old lady's face became deeper in the dancing shadows. Her hair was carefully tucked into a small hat, and the wind, frost and years dyed her hair snowy. She sat upright, looking solemn and cautious.

Chu Qianli sat opposite to Sarin, her back equally straight. She slowly explained her thoughts and asked the people around her to help translate.

Tan Muxing looked at the scene in front of him quietly, as if he had casually opened a magical painting. Two women with completely different clothes, ages and backgrounds were sitting upright at this moment, expressing their own views.

Chu Qianli finished explaining the consequences of relocation and non-relocation. Facing the serious-looking Sarin, she habitually added: "Of course, these are all my suggestions. The choice is yours."

Sarin replied in a low voice.

"She said that this matter needs to be discussed with the village, and it is not something she can decide alone."

Chu Qianli nodded. Just as she was about to stand up, she suddenly caught sight of the animal bones on the wall and whispered, "One more thing. I'm really not a shaman. They can put this aside during the meeting."

The staff conveyed this message to Sarin.

Sarin was startled when she heard that. She had originally looked tense and frowned, but now her expression was like ice and snow just melting, revealing a kind smile, and her lips moved slightly.

Chu Qianli saw her smiling at him and asked blankly, "What did grandma just say?"

"Didn't you hear? Can you say it again?"

Sarin did not repeat herself. She stood up and asked the guests to take a short rest outside, saying that she would gather the villagers to discuss the next steps.

The village was not big to begin with. Chu Qianli and others were standing outside. Soon they saw the villagers coming after hearing the news and pouring into the largest meeting hall in the village.

Adult men and women entered the room one after another, speaking their own language and arguing with each other. Sarin presided over the meeting in the middle, looking quite dignified and organizing the order of the meeting.

The people at the workstation stayed outside. Tan Muxing asked, "Is this where they usually hold meetings?"

"Yes, we discussed it for a long time last time, and finally decided not to move." Batu said, "I don't know what will happen this time."

After a long time, the meeting in the house finally ended. Sarin did not agree immediately, but said he would talk to the person in charge of relocation.

This is already a major breakthrough. At least the villagers didn't want to talk about it last time, but now there is a hint of hope.

Villagers came out of the meeting hall one after another.

Chu Qianli and Tan Muxing actually saw the little boy who delivered candy to the village entrance that day. This time he did not snuggle up to his mother, but wandered alone under the eaves.

The little boy kicked away the stones beside him, looked up at the people at the workstation, and continued to walk around in place with his head down.

Batu waved at the little boy, leaving him hesitant.

Last time, Tan Muxing didn't call the shy little boy for a long time, but today he stepped forward after the entanglement and mustered up the courage to come in front of Chu Qianli and others.

Batu said proudly: "It seems that we are closer as people of the same clan."

After the little boy came over, he ignored Batu and looked at Chu Qianli awkwardly, with a bit of grievance, and asked in a mosquito-like voice: "Why do you always want us to move away?"

Tan Muxing was stunned: "His Chinese is very good."

Some villagers can speak Chinese, but some are not very good at it. The little boy can speak standard Chinese.

Batu: "When I was in school, there was a notice in the classroom that only Mandarin was spoken on campus. This place is just too remote, but there is a school nearby and it takes two hours to get there."

Facing the boy's doubts, Chu Qianli asked softly, "Why don't you want to move out?"

"If I move away, I won't be able to go to the mountains, I won't be able to play on the mounds, everything will be gone..." The little boy stumbled as he organized his words, "It's just like the mountain behind, it will be forgotten in the end."

"You want us to move out and never come back." The little boy glanced at the group from the corner of his eye and muttered, "Then why can't we stay?"

Everyone was stunned.

Tan Muxing: "But if you move out, it will be more convenient for you to go to school."

"But my home is gone." The little boy lowered his eyes and said.

Chu Qianli: "Do you like it here?"

The little boy nodded: "And the mountain god."

Chu Qianli thought for a moment, and she chose her words carefully: "But a long, long time ago, people didn't live here. They might have wandered on the grasslands and then came here..."

"Isn't this place good? I've lived here since I was a child." The little boy said, "Outside is not my home either."

Chu Qianli shook her head: "It's not bad, it's just like everyone liked the grassland before, and now you like this place, we all hope it will get better and better."

"But in the end, everyone forgot about this place..." The little boy lowered his head, kicked the stones on the ground, and muttered, "They said they would come back later, but in fact they definitely wouldn't, just like everyone else in the class."

“Mountain God, Shaman, I forgot everything.” The little boy spread his hands.

Chu Qianli: "Do you still think I am a shaman?"

The little boy glanced at her, lowered his head, and whispered, "Yeah."

"Although I don't know what the mountain god thinks, but if you get better and better, it doesn't matter if you forget about me." Chu Qianli thought for a few seconds and smiled, "If everyone is doing well, my mission is over."

The person asking the question is already on the right track and no longer needs an astrologer.

The little boy was stunned.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally uttered in a muffled voice: "...I won't forget it."

"What?"

The little boy turned away shyly and ran home without looking back, without talking to them again.

Batu was surprised: "Why did he run away suddenly? And he ran quite fast?"

The little boy suddenly felt embarrassed and disappeared at the intersection in a flash.

The group did not stay in the village for too long. After talking with the little boy, they returned to the workstation along the same route. A few days later, the village will welcome new staff to discuss the details of the relocation again.

Batu sighed on the way: "What he just said made me want to go back and take a look. I have lived in a similar place before, but now I have almost no impression of it."

Chu Qianli became much quieter after leaving the village. She and Tan Muxing walked behind the team, acting as their tails slowly.

Tan Muxing noticed her abnormality and asked with concern: "What are you thinking about?"

Chu Qianli came back to her senses in a second. She looked at her companions and said suddenly, "I just had a sudden thought. In fact, it's good to have gods in the world."

Tan Muxing asked curiously, "Why?"

"Because God will not make mistakes, if you can really hear God's will, then you don't have to worry about anything, everything will be properly arranged." Chu Qianli tilted his head and said, "But if it were just a human, it would become very uncertain, mainly because you are not good enough."

If it is God's word, it will not be affected by the little boy's words, nor will it be swayed by any kind of emotions.

Chu Qianli shook his head helplessly: "Alas, so I still can't be a god, nor can I be a shaman. I have too many problems."

Tan Muxing: "But I think this is better."

Chu Qianli looked at him in confusion.

Tan Muxing smiled and said, "You have some minor problems, but you still work hard to make everyone better. Isn't that more valuable?"

"What gods do is not magical, only what humans do is magical. I think Grandma Sarin understands this." Tan Muxing said seriously, "Whether it's her or the villagers, they don't believe you just because they find out you can take advantage of others. They are willing to believe you only after they feel something else."

Tan Muxing doesn't think that Sarin and others will blindly follow Chu Qianli. Just like when Batu came into the village and said she was a shaman, Sarin's grandmother didn't believe it and thought they were lying.

There must be other reasons why she was able to move others. Just like there are so many fortune tellers in the world, he just believed her.

Chu Qianli didn't expect him to say this. She felt inexplicably embarrassed. She had always been eloquent, but now she was tongue-tied and didn't know how to respond.

Tan Muxing's attitude was too sincere and honest, which made the world's number one a little at a loss.

After a while, Chu Qianli was finally able to speak, but she did not bring up the topic just now. Instead, she suddenly changed the subject. She deliberately said in an annoyed tone: "I can say that I have many problems, but you can't say that I have minor problems!"

Tan Muxing suddenly heard her awkward tone and said in a daze, "Huh?"

Chu Qianli pretended to wipe away tears and sobbed, "I understand, it's just faded. You never said I had any minor flaws before, but now you finally tell the truth..."

Tan Muxing saw her expression change in an instant, and he waved his hands in panic: "Wait, I didn't mean that! This is not the point of this sentence!"

They were clearly discussing something else, but suddenly the topic shifted to his opinion of her.

"Yes, I just let my true feelings slip unintentionally. You've long felt that I have many problems, and have tolerated me for a long time..." Chu Qianli said sadly, "But I was kept in the dark until the conflict broke out, and then it was out of control. You can see that in the stories on the Internet."

"No, no, no, it's true. Don't believe the stories on the Internet!" Tan Muxing was caught with the handle. At this moment, he was so eager to survive that he hurriedly explained. He didn't know where she came to this conclusion.

Chu Qianli sighed sadly: "Alas, the beginning of the story is always extremely gentle..."

“…”

It is indeed the truth of the world that the more you say, the more mistakes you make.

Tan Muxing didn't expect that following Chu Qianli's words would actually lead her into it. She cried (fake crying) sadly about his crimes, saying that she didn't expect that he had so many opinions about her, which caused great harm to her young heart.

Tan Muxing knew her tricks well, so he asked weakly, "What do you want again... No, is there anything I can do to make up for my mistake?"

Chu Qianli wiped her face when she heard that. She stopped crying and winked, hinting, "The colored rope we got on the first day we came here was very beautiful."

"Do you want that?"

Chu Qianli stared at him silently.

Tan Muxing understood what he meant, and he changed his words in a second, saying, "No, please let me give you that as compensation for your mental damages..."

Chu Qianli said cheerfully: "Great!"

“…It’s forbidden.”

Tan Muxing signed an unequal treaty without thinking, and was blackmailed by her for mental damages. He felt like a victim of a telephone scam and would never understand why his IQ dropped to the bottom when he was communicating with a scammer.

Some victims, looking back on the deception, still feel that they were tricked.