Cultivators don't need to sleep every day, but Song Tingwan is an exception, perhaps because she was an ordinary person for more than twenty years in her previous life.
However, her sleep time was still short, and Song Tingwan silently opened her eyes before the rooster crowed.
From a distance, I could hear the soft sound of a window opening and the chewing sound of something being gnawed on, even through the house.
Song Tingwan closed her eyes and with a slight thought, her consciousness landed on the neighboring room where the sound had come from.
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Unexpectedly, a four or five-year-old girl with huge rat ears was adorably munching on corn next door.
Song Tingwan's heart softened. The little girl was very cute, with clear eyes that sparkled under the moonlight.
She suddenly realized why she hadn't seen the village chief's youngest daughter during the day; she was also a victim of the river.
She slowly sat up, silently opened the door, and walked to the window the little girl had opened.
Er Ya, looking like a little mouse, froze, her mouth agape, forgetting even to eat the corn.
The mouse's ears stood up instantly in fright.
What a beautiful fairy sister!
A pair of round eyes gleamed with moonlight, but slowly, as the two gazed at each other, tears welled up in the little girl's eyes.
She timidly crouched down under the window and hid.
Song Tingwan was startled. She braced herself with her hand and, mindful of her body, slowly and carefully climbed over the low door and window.
Looking down, I saw the little girl hugging her knees and burying her head, with a half-eaten ear of corn in her hand.
Its large mouse ears drooped and trembled slightly.
Her gaze softened, and she knelt down beside the little girl.
"Why are you hiding?"
A slender, warm hand gently rubbed the top of the little girl's head; the sound, clear as spring water, was exceptionally pleasant in the night.
At least the little girl was calmed down; she stirred slightly and peeked at her.
"I...I'm not a monster."
A small and fragile sound.
She was so scared she looked like she was about to cry.
But her peeking gesture was the same as her sister's, and her round eyes were the same too.
The village chief's two daughters are both very cute.
Song Tingwan softened her gaze, bent down and gently picked up the little girl. She glanced back casually, then sat down on the edge of the bed with Er Ya in her arms.
"You're so cute, of course you're not a monster."
"Are you called Er Ya? I'm staying at your house today. I've met your parents and sister, and I'm staying next door now."
She gently comforted the little girl, patted her trembling body, and rubbed her big mouse ears. Er Ya shuddered and mustered up her courage to look up.
The fairy sister is so gentle, as if she's not afraid of her ears at all.
Besides, the fairy sister has met my parents, so she's not a bad person.
"...But Er Gou and the others said I was a monster and wanted to kill me, so my parents had no choice but to lock me up..."
Er Ya spoke with a slight tremor, as if recalling the scene of being hit by stones by those children.
Song Tingwan gently patted her back, and said with some affection, "Er Ya is not a monster. She hid when she saw me just now. Was she afraid that I would hurt you?"
I didn't see anyone unusual in Sui Village during the day; it seems they were all locked up by their families, just like Er Ya.
Er Ya looked at her cautiously and shook her head. "My parents said that if others see me, they will be scared, so I have to stay at home obediently."
So he hid because he was afraid of scaring her, a stranger.
Song Tingwan sighed inwardly, gaining a deeper understanding of Sui Village's fear of strange phenomena.
"How long have you been locked in the room?"
Er Ya blinked, and after thinking for a long time, she shook her head. "Er Ya doesn't know, but my parents and older sister bring me delicious food and fun things every day. It's even more fun than playing with Er Gou and the others."
When Song Tingwan entered the room, she noticed that the village chief and his wife treated their two daughters very well, and it seemed that all their good possessions were kept in the two small rooms.
Perhaps sensing Song Tingwan's kindness, Er Ya sat in her arms and fell asleep while talking, holding her hand.
She carefully carried the little girl back to bed, covered her with a blanket, and then silently returned to Daya's room.
Waiting for dawn is quite boring, let me refine some pills.
It just so happens that the pill he refined was a Grade 3 Rejuvenation Pill that could dispel beast form.
Everything originated from the spiritual plants, which arranged and combined in countless strange ways to produce effects. As for Er Ya from the village chief's family, her beast form required the Rejuvenation Pill to resolve.
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Upstream of Sui Village River, the three of them squatted in a tree, using invisibility talismans for added protection. Baili Xijiang lazily yawned, while Qin Xi leaned against the tree trunk, already fast asleep.
Only Wanqiji stood upright, clutching his giant sword, staring expressionlessly at the riverbank.
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The next day, at dawn.
The village chief and his family sat at the dining table, looking at the immortal's tightly closed door, hesitating whether to go and invite him.
"It's not really appropriate to eat without inviting guests," Aunt Wang said, sounding troubled.
"Then I'll go knock on the door!"
Daya's eyes lit up, and she was about to leave in a hurry, but her father pulled her back.
"The immortals said that they abstain from grains and do not need to be called when it is time to eat."
The family then sat down quietly again.
Just as the village chief and Aunt Wang picked up their chopsticks, Daya suddenly remembered something she had forgotten when she woke up. She slapped her forehead in annoyance and said, "When I got up, the window in my little sister's room was open. I thought she was still awake, so I ran over to check. She was asleep, but the window wasn't closed."
That was their agreement with Er Ya: if the window was closed, it meant they were resting; if it was open, it meant they were awake. If someone in the house was looking for the village chief, they would knock on the window to let Er Ya know that there were guests in the house and she couldn't come out.
Of course, when no one is home, they will hold Er Ya and play with her at home.
But after Er Ya suddenly developed mouse ears, her daily routine became like that of a mouse, staying up all day and going out at night. She was always sleepy during the day and rarely woke up. So they prepared a lot of fun things for her, worried that she would be bored at night by herself.
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