Chapter 50050 Separation
Chapter 50
Yingji was always good at reading people's expressions. She could sense that many people's gazes towards her had become more friendly. However, the old man still hadn't completely let down his guard.
Several people gathered around the old man and whispered, as if they were discussing how to arrange for Yingji.
Yingji was not in a hurry. She slowly picked up a sour wild fruit she had picked earlier and started eating it.
"That one is very sour, you can eat this one of mine!" A child ran over and handed the fruit in his hand to Yingji.
Yingji turned her head and saw it was an apple. She smiled sweetly and took the apple from the little girl. She reached out and touched the little girl's head, saying softly, "Thank you for the fruit."
The little girl's eyes curved up, but she refused to blink, staring at Yingji and smiling without blinking.
This is the most beautiful sister she has ever seen!
The old man had been watching Yingji's actions, and finally spoke: "Aunt Lin, take her back and settle her in your home first."
A round-faced woman walked out from behind the crowd, approached with a smile, waved to Yingji, and said in a friendly manner, "Sister, come with me. Stay at my house first!"
She then said to the little girl who brought apples to Yingji, "Qingqing, lead the way for me."
"Okay!" The little girl happily took Yingji's hand and took her home.
Perhaps because she'd been bullied by those with psychic powers since she was little, Yingji surprisingly didn't feel a strong sense of danger now that she was surrounded by ordinary people. Of course, she felt a little relieved that the danger wasn't that great, but she wasn't completely letting down her guard.
"Thank you, old man." Yingji thanked the old man, then thanked Aunt Lin whom the old man mentioned, and then followed Qingqing through the village to the Lin family.
Countless pairs of eyes were looking at Yingji, but Yingji was no longer surprised by all the looks and didn't care at all.
There were still people gathered at the village entrance whispering, but most of them dispersed after Yingji left.
It was dinner time. Qingqing brought Yingji home, and the dinner table was already set.
"It's so lively outside, is there really a stranger?" The young man was placing his chopsticks when he heard his sister's footsteps and asked without raising his head.
"Yes! I even took it home for her!" Qingqing said with a smile.
Lin Xiao turned around and was stunned when he saw Ying Ji standing at the door.
"Sorry to bother you." Yingji smiled at him.
"Sister, let's go in!" Qingqing pulled Yingji over the threshold.
There was also a little girl sitting at the dinner table, who looked to be about five or six years old, staring at Yingji curiously.
"This is my sister, Xiangxiang," Qingqing introduced her to Yingji. Then she remembered something and quickly ran into the backyard. When she returned, her little hands were each holding a bright red apple. Knowing Yingji loved apples, she thrust two apples into Yingji's arms like she was presenting a treasure.
Aunt Lin received some instructions from the village chief and returned a while later. When she got home, she saw her son and two daughters surrounding Yingji.
Yingji stood up and said, "Aunt Lin, I'm sorry to bother you."
Aunt Lin smiled and shook her head, saying, "We'll eat later. Change your clothes first."
Yingji's clothes were indeed dirty. They were wet by sea water again and again, and there were many salt stains on them.
Aunt Lin took Yingji into the house and asked as they walked, "You still don't know what to call me?"
"Aunt Lin, just call me Aying."
Lin Xiao and his two sisters sat around the table, listening to the conversation. They all silently repeated the word "Aying" in unison.
Aunt Lin found some clothes for Yingji. It was a very ordinary brown coarse cloth dress, but when Yingji put it on, Aunt Lin's eyes lit up.
"My tattered clothes are now blessed today." Aunt Lin sighed repeatedly.
Yingji thanked her and said many polite words.
"Let's not talk about this for now. Are you hungry? Let's eat first. We can talk after dinner."
Yingji was indeed hungry. After all, she had been eating fishy, astringent raw meat for five days, and the lingering aroma of rice coming from the dining table outside was truly tempting.
Yingji had a hearty meal.
Aunt Lin soon discovered that her three children didn't eat much of the meal and were all staring at Yingji.
Aunt Lin followed the children's gaze and her eyes fell on Yingji's face. She couldn't help but look at her twice.
If someone is good-looking, they will always attract more attention. Furthermore, the girl in front of him is more than just pretty. This is a beauty favored by the gods in heaven, carefully crafted.
Aunt Lin suddenly frowned and reminded her, "Aying, you just arrived here and you don't know anyone or the way around. Don't wander around alone. I'll take you around when I'm free. If I'm not available, let Axiao and Qingqing accompany you."
"I've got that in mind. Thank you, Aunt Lin." Yingji smiled with her eyes curved.
Aunt Lin turned around and saw her son staring at Yingji. She was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
After dinner, Aunt Lin cleaned up an empty room for Yingji to stay in. Then she immediately grabbed her son's ears and dragged him out of the house, warning him: "If you look around again, I'll dig out your eyes!"
"How could I!" Lin Xiao's face turned red.
Aunt Lin warned again, "Once someone settles down in our home, we have to take good care of them. If anyone has bad intentions, you have to keep a close eye on them and kick them out!"
Lin Xiao patted his chest and assured, "Mom, don't worry. I will definitely protect Aying!"
Aunt Lin kicked her son in disdain and said, "You called her Ah Ying too? She's older than you, so call her Sister Ah Ying!"
Lin Xiao lowered his head and muttered, not very happy.
In the room, Yingji put her ear to the wall and barely heard most of the conversation between the mother and son.
She bolted the door, checked the house, and found a fruit knife on the small table at the door.
Yingji hid the fruit knife under her pillow, threw herself on the wooden bed, buried her face in the soft pillow, reached under the pillow to grasp the handle of the fruit knife, and quickly fell asleep.
Being trapped at the beach for five days really exhausted her.
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Puja Temple.
There are many pilgrims in the temple today, and it is crowded.
Bajiao raised her head and squeezed through the crowd, her bright eyes darting around, searching for someone. After searching for a long time, her eyes finally lit up, and she squeezed past the two plump pilgrims in front of her and ran towards Wuchen.
"Let go of your anger, let go of your anger!" She grabbed Wu Chen's sleeve and pulled him hard.
Bajiao was very strong and the little monk stumbled as she pulled him.
"What's the matter?" Shi Chen frowned and straightened his monk's robe that was messed up by Bajiao.
"I want to find Kongfan. Take me to Kongfan! Kongfan! Kongfan! Kongfan!"
She spoke so loudly that the pilgrims not far away looked over in confusion.
Shi Chen shook his head repeatedly: "No. The abbot is in seclusion, no one is allowed to disturb him."
Basho's eyes widened and he said gruffly, "I'm going to find him!"
Shi Chen still shook his head.
Basho changed his words: "Where is he in seclusion? I'll just watch from a distance and not disturb him!"
Yingji is a born liar, but Basho is the complete opposite, her lying skills are so bad that even the simple little monk can't be fooled by her.
Shi Chen raised his palm and shook his head.
"When will the stinky Kongfan come out of retreat!" Bajiao pinched his waist in anger.
"I don't know." Shi Chen still shook his head.
Basho's fists itched and he wanted to punch someone.
Before she could do anything, she was suddenly grabbed by the back of her collar and lifted up. She turned her head in anger and looked at Wudao, her eyes almost beastly. Fortunately, she remembered Yingji's warning not to reveal her true form in front of outsiders.
Basho was lifted up with his feet dangling in the air.
She kicked her legs wildly and slapped Wudao's bald head with her hands. She suddenly burst into tears, her tender childish voice wailing: "Help! Help! The Flower Monk bullied my sister! He wants to take me back! Help! --"
Countless pilgrims looked over in shock. Even the monks in the temple looked bewildered.
Wu Dao was stunned and shouted angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about, you little girl!"
Basho continued to slap him, wailing loudly: "Give my sister back to me! You big rapist! You big rapist——"
Wudao was so angry that his face turned pale.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I will—I will—"
Basho stopped slapping Wudao's bald head and suddenly hugged his still flat chest with both hands, screaming, "Stinky monk, don't take off my clothes!"
The whispers of the pilgrims in the temple became louder and louder.
Wudao gritted his teeth, "What a little fox! You'll be just like your sister when you grow up!"
Wudao couldn't let Basho continue to make trouble here.
In the blink of an eye, the pilgrims saw that Wudao and the little girl had disappeared. Most of the people who came to the temple to burn incense were kind-hearted people, so they immediately asked the monks about the whereabouts of the little girl.
These young monks were overwhelmed by the questions.
Shi Chen trotted to the temple gate and looked outside, but he couldn't see Master Wudao and Bajiao. He couldn't help but frown.
Wudao's face darkened as he grabbed Bajiao and left the temple. Bajiao kept struggling, kicking and slapping him along the way.
When passing through a secluded forest, a gleam of light flashed in Basho's eyes, and he took advantage of Wudao's unpreparedness and bit his wrist fiercely.
Wudao felt pain and subconsciously withdrew his hand.
Basho's figure flashed and he quickly rushed into the forest.
Wudao was stunned.
"This speed...is not that of an ordinary person?"
Wudao pondered for a moment, then felt relieved. If this little girl was just a little girl without spiritual power, he would have gone to the trouble of finding her a place to stay and protecting her.
Originally, she was not thrown into the Hidden Village with Yingji because Wudao felt that Yingji had bad intentions, and the girl was still young, so he didn't want her to learn bad things from Yingji.
Now that we know that this little girl is not an ordinary person, her life or death will depend on her ability and follow a different set of rules.
Wudao tidied up his monk's robes that were kicked into a mess, and returned to Puja Temple with a stern face.
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Yingji had been living in the Hidden Village for more than ten days. During this time, she had also learned about the situation of the village from the Lin family.
There is actually not a single spiritual practitioner in this village. From children to the elderly, they are all ordinary people without spiritual power.
As the sun sets, Yingji sits on the rooftop, gazing at the smoke rising from distant chimneys. The magnificent sunset behind her makes her face even more captivating, like a goddess.
"Aying?" Lin Xiao climbed up the ladder, grinning, and sat down next to Yingji. He handed the fruit in his pocket to Yingji.
"What are you looking at here?" Lin Xiao asked.
Yingji took a bite of a washed apricot, squinting her eyes as she gazed at the children playing and chasing each other in the distance. She said, "This place feels like a paradise. Everyone is the same. No one is differentiated at birth based on whether or not they have spiritual power. Nor are people treated as inferior simply because they lack spiritual power."
Lin Xiao thought for a moment and asked, "Aying, is the world outside really as dangerous as the village chief said?"
He scratched his head sheepishly and said, "I haven't seen the outside world."
Not only him, but even his mother, Aunt Lin, was born in the Hidden Village.
"You won't like the outside world," Yingji said firmly. Even though she was a princess, without spiritual power, she had been subjected to endless bullying since she could remember.
"There are a lot of people over there." Yingji pointed her finger.
"Sun Erjie is about to give birth. The village chief is bringing some gifts!"
Yingji was startled, suddenly remembering something she'd overlooked. Whether or not a person possessed spiritual powers was only known after birth. Whether or not one possessed spiritual powers was random, without any pattern; it all depended on fate.
So, how come people born in the hidden village have no spiritual power?
"Aying? Aying?"
Ying Ji came back to her senses and smiled softly at Lin Xiao. "It's a bit boring to stay here. Xiao, can you take me for a walk in the mountains and forests?"
Lin Xiao was dazzled by Ying Ji's smile and nodded subconsciously.
Yingji hung a cloth bag around her waist, took a knife, and went deep into the forest with Lin Xiao.
The secluded mountain village is peaceful and beautiful, like a paradise, but beneath this beauty lies an unknown secret.
Yingji couldn't just sit there and wait for death.
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