"How could it be a fairy? Aren't immortals said to be immune to injury?"
He had seen it when he was a child: a pig demon ran into the village, and a fairy or immortal fought with it and got injured.
He immediately performed a spell and gave her some medicine, and the injury healed on the spot, which was quite miraculous.
The withered bamboo on that woman's face was clearly meant to cover her injuries; otherwise, what girl would have a tattoo covering half her face?
"You!" The shopkeeper grumbled on for a while, but his nephew didn't listen to a word he said.
He slammed his hand on the table in anger: "Sun Dalang, what business is it of yours? No matter who they are, they are not people you can mess with!"
Presumably finding his nephew's appearance unpleasant, the shopkeeper kicked him out.
"Go! Go! Go!"
As he was leaving, Sun Dalang was still somewhat reluctant to go.
"I was just asking around, I'm not doing anything about it!"
That uncle is so petty!
Sun Dalang left in a very unhappy mood.
An Zhengzheng entered the room, closed her eyes slightly, and listened to the whole thing. Now, as she opened the small window on the second floor, she could see Sun Dalang muttering curses under his breath.
It seems like he's the one.
An Zhengzheng remained calm, silently closing the window again and sitting on the bed to meditate and recuperate.
The spiritual energy here is too thin to be suitable for cultivating Qi, so she began to silently recite the incantation for the cultivation technique.
That night, Sun Dalang couldn't sleep. He was almost twenty years old and still hadn't gotten married properly. He couldn't forget the fairy he had seen during the day.
"But she's a fairy..."
The news spread throughout the village in just one afternoon. He only learned about it later from people on the street; the immortal was flying in the sky on green bamboo.
Just as my uncle said, such a fairy is someone you can't even dream of.
He tossed and turned, feeling restless all over, and irritably ran a hand through his hair: "What kind of deity is a woman doing protecting people? It's not like there aren't immortals in the world..."
A person is lonely and suffers hardship, with no one to love them. I've heard that immortals in various sects cultivate day and night, and there's no faking it.
That fairy is so pitiful, why is she so stubborn?
Thinking of this, he cursed, "How could there be such cruel parents in this world, making such a celestial maiden suffer the hardships of cultivation!"
I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
An Zhengzheng stayed in the village for a few days, wandering around during the day as if to relax, since the spiritual energy here was thin and cultivation was ineffective.
She completely pretended not to know that someone was secretly following her.
By the evening of the third day, Sun Dalang was getting more and more anxious, rolling around on the bed.
“With my looks, no one in the village would be willing to marry into this family…”
"This fairy has severed ties with her family and doesn't travel in groups like other immortals in the past. What a wonderful wife... How come she has such amazing abilities?"
This is infuriating!
He couldn't sleep, so he decided to come out and enjoy the cold wind.
A cold wind blew through the cowshed, carrying a strange smell, so he went over and patted the old cow.
The old ox, which had been mooing, suddenly started talking after he patted it.
"Sun Dalang, you haven't been able to sleep these past few days. Is it because of the fairy?"
Sun Dalang was startled: "Who?! Who's speaking?"
"Old Ox? Is that you speaking?"
His old ox has become a spirit!
Sun Dalang turned pale with fright.
The spiritual energy here is thin, but it is still present, so many plants and animals absorb it to cultivate into demonic beasts.
If it weren't for the immortals coming out to gain experience, they wouldn't be able to live a peaceful life.
"Please, please don't kill me! Although I'm too lazy to farm, I still herd cattle and have never let you go hungry."
He was terrified and wanted to run away, but he was too cowardly. His legs trembled, and he collapsed to the ground.
"Moo—" the old ox called out in response to his words.
It knew that Sun Dalang insisted on herding cattle not because he was hardworking, but simply to use it as an excuse to avoid farming.
But it doesn't mind that.
"You haven't been able to sleep these past few days, it must be because of that fairy, right?"
The old ox had seen Sun Dalang pretending to herd cattle and following An Zhengzheng all the way during the day.
Sun Dalang said, trembling all over, "Yes, yes."
"So, do you want to marry her?"
Sun Dalang couldn't believe it: "But she's a fairy!"
"So what if she's a fairy? Have you ever seen a fairy who's injured but can't be healed?"
The old ox had just become a spirit, so it couldn't tell An Zhengzheng's cultivation level. However, judging from An Zhengzheng's tattooed face, her cultivation level shouldn't be high.
It said, "Besides, she came out alone. I've never heard of such a thing before! Maybe she was too weak and was kicked out by the sect!"
Sun Dalang was still a little hesitant to take the risk: "But she's still quite capable; she can even fly in the sky on green bamboo..."
He can't do that!
If he can't do it, how can he subdue her?
"In this respect, you've already lost to your ancestors." The old ox rolled its eyes.
Sun Dalang was completely bewildered. He stumbled forward a few steps, asking, "What ancestor? Have you ever seen my ancestor?"
"Back then, your ancestor managed to get his hands on the fairy maiden who wove colorful clouds in the sky, all thanks to my ancestor's skills."
The old ox scoffed.
That so-called immortal today isn't even an immortal; it's just a title given to her by the common people. She's not actually an immortal.
"A fairy weaving colorful clouds in the sky?"
Sun Dalang seemed to recall something like this. When he was a child, his father told him that one of his ancestors had married a fairy, bringing honor to the Sun family.
...Although the methods were not clean.
They took her feathered robe while her great-great ...
Once you become a mother, you won't be afraid of her running away. Even if she does run away, she'll go back to heaven to get treasures for her biological son.
Giving it to their own son means giving it to their grandson's family.
The Sun family has been passed down from generation to generation to this day, but unfortunately, everything left by their great-great-great-great-great-grandmother has been spent.
By his father's generation, after marrying his mother, there was nothing left.
Thinking of this, Sun Dalang was no longer sleepy at all.
He rubbed his hands together, asking excitedly, "So, should we take her feather robe... oh, no, should we take her green bamboo?"
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