17 Return to the Village

"Yong'er, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Did you catch a cold?"

As soon as Lin Wei looked over, Ye Yong put away the pain mask: "No, no, I just suddenly remembered what happened in the secret realm some time ago. I failed to save those people. They also have relatives, but they can no longer be with their relatives. It’s time for reunion dinner.”

"What secret realm?"

Ye Yong brought the matter to the Blackwater Secret Realm.

Anyway, Lin Wei would definitely hear about it from others later, so she might as well say it first and forcefully explain the reason for her pain mask.

After hearing the description, Lin Wei was shocked. Even though Ye Yong was sitting in front of him with no hands or feet intact, Lin Wei's heart beat faster and she was scared to death: "It's really a blessing from the gods! Fortunately, Yong'er, you are okay, otherwise you would have let What should mother do?"

"It's all over. It's the child's fault. We shouldn't bring this up."

"No, tell me quickly, what else happened while I was in seclusion."

So Ye Yong naturally told some things he had done, just as he expected, because there was the lie of the old saint as the basis. Lin Wei did not doubt anything after hearing this. He was only surprised and felt that Yong'er He has grown up and can take on heavy responsibilities.

Mother and son chatted in the pavilion until night. If Ye Yong hadn't reminded him that they had to have a reunion dinner, Lin Wei would have been able to hold him and chat all night.

After all, it is common for immortals to practice in seclusion, and they are much older than ordinary people, so they have a relatively weak concept of the Spring Festival.

The Ye family's New Year's Eve was not very lively, just like usual. If it were a big mortal family, they would already be sitting together for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Ye Yong returned to the other courtyard, brought Wu Xue, Hua Ningyan, and two wolves to Lin Wei's residence.

Lin Wei asked the servant to speed up the cooking, and she also used her spiritual power to activate the fire and make a pot of good soup.

As for Ye Yong asking Wu Xue, who was a maid, to sit down and have dinner together, Lin Wei didn't say anything. She just said the same thing, as long as Yong'er is happy.

However, in close contact, Lin Wei could still see the changes in Wu Xue: "Four months ago you were just a mortal, but now you have entered the warrior's flesh-forging period, and you have also reached the fourth level..."

"Many, thanks to the young master." Wu Xue did not dare to raise her head in front of Lin Wei. After all, this was the powerful Nascent Soul and Ye Yong's mother.

"Yong'er gives you the opportunity to practice, you must cherish it. Don't be self-righteous and think that you are very capable. Remember, without Yong'er, you are nothing."

"This slave understands." Wu Xue was almost frightened by Lin Wei's momentum and knelt down: "This slave swears to God that she will always follow the young master no matter in this life or in the future. If there is betrayal, the sky will strike with thunder and she will die a good death."

Lin Wei nodded with satisfaction, not because she was targeting Wu Xue, but to confirm Wu Xue's loyalty. Having lived for hundreds of years, Lin Wei has seen many cases where slaves benefited from their masters' side, but finally bit back and framed their masters.

Ye Yong did not speak for Wu Xue, because he knew Lin Wei's intention. The child-protecting maniac wanted to eliminate all potential things that could threaten his son.

"You must be the spiritual pet that Yong'er conquered some time ago." Lin Wei soon turned her attention to Hua Ningyan again.

Hua Ningyan is similar to Wu Xue, both of them are not very courageous. Lin Wei looked at her and she instinctively wanted to get into Ye Yong's arms, but thinking that this was the owner's mother, she could only force herself to avoid it. , responded tremblingly: "Mother...Hello, sir, my name is Hua Ningyan."

"It's rare to see spirit foxes. If Yong'er can take a liking to you, you must have a lot of potential."

"Without a master, I am nothing. No matter in this life or in the future, I will always follow my master. If there is betrayal, I will be struck by thunder and die." Hua Ningyan quickly copied what Wu Xue just said. There was nothing she could do, no matter it was Lin Wei's identity is still a cultivation level, and the sense of oppression brought by it is too strong.

Lin Wei nodded and looked at Xia Shijia, who was squatting quietly aside, and Xia Shiqi, who was biting the handle of the chair.

Feeling the sight, Xia Shiqi closed her mouth. She thought the wood was quite fragrant and wanted to bite it off and take it back to grind her teeth. Turning around, he found that the human woman with unfathomable cultivation was looking at her. Xia Shiqi immediately squatted down next to Ye Yong like her mother, looking like I was a good boy.

"..." Lin Wei was silent for a moment: "Thunder Wolf, your bloodline should be adequate. There are some beast pills here that can improve your bloodline. Yong'er, take them and feed them."

"Thank you, mother." Ye Yong opened the box, which contained six high-quality second-grade beast pills, three for each wolf, and Ye Yong fed them.

Xia Shijia chewed and swallowed it quickly after taking it. Xia Shiqi looked a little scornful, as if she was disdainful. Isn't that right? Ye Yong usually feeds him super-grade beast elixirs, but now he feeds them top-grade ones. Who are you looking down on?

Ye Yong didn't want to disappoint his mother, so he forced it into Xia Shiqi's mouth, and she reluctantly ate it.

Not long after, the servant came up with hot food, and the table was quickly filled.

This is how Ye Yong's first New Year's Eve dinner in this world began.

It couldn't be called lively, even a little quiet, but surrounded by familiar people and animals, Ye Yong still felt very warm.

————A village near Lingyou Mountain

A young man wearing a cloak appeared at the entrance of the village. This village is called Buliu Village. There are hundreds of people in the village. Most of them make a living by collecting herbs. There is nothing special about it.

"Woof!" The dog at the entrance of the village was barking alertly one second, and the next second it was wagging its tail and walking towards the man who took off his cloak.

"Wangcai, I haven't seen you for a while." The young man bent down and stroked the dog's head.

Because it was New Year's Eve, the village was very lively, and every household hung up lanterns.

"Eh? Isn't this Tian'er?" Soon, as soon as he heard the noise, the old man walked out of the house and immediately recognized the young man.

"Everyone! Tian'er is back!" Following the old man's shout, everyone in the village quickly ran out, even if they were eating.

"What a god!" "You must be tired after coming back, right? Come inside and sit down."

Every household wanted to invite the young people into the house, but the young people shook their heads and waved their hands: "I will visit you all later. I will go home and see Uncle Liu first."

"Okay, remember to come later." The villagers all responded with a smile and watched him walk towards the end of the village.

Who is this young man? Of course it’s the protagonist Long Tian. Speaking of Long Tian, ​​four months ago, like everyone else in the village, he was a villager who made a living by collecting herbs outside Linyou Mountain. Unexpectedly, a few days before the Tianluo Sect's assessment, everyone discovered that he was actually a monk. He was the only person among hundreds of nearby villages and even some cities who passed the Tianluo Sect's assessment and became a disciple of the Tianluo Sect, which brought a lot of face to their village.

That was Tianluo Sect. Even ordinary disciples were much better than mortals and warriors like them, and their future was unlimited.

Even Cuihua, the daughter of the village chief, who had not thought highly of Long Tian before, was now looking at Long Tian's back lovingly like other young girls.