aircannonsinc Chapter 239 The Passage of Time
Chapter 239 The Passage of Time
In the simple house, Mo Ran lay quietly with his right shoulder wrapped in a white cloth. The flesh and blood inside had actually been fully restored, but it had not been removed to hide it from others.
This was their fifth day in the village, and they had no conflicts with the people around them. They couldn't say they got along very well, but they didn't seem out of place either.
Lei Dianying was sitting not far from the straw couch, looking at Mo Ran lying there motionless. She couldn't help but wonder how this guy did it.
"Ying, brother, I'm back."
The half-open door opened and Zhen walked in slowly. She was holding a half bucket of water in one hand and pulling her clothes with the other hand, on which were placed a few colorful rice cakes and some small red wild fruits.
The lunch was placed on the table, but Lei Dianying had no appetite. Besides, he didn't need to eat anyway, so he looked at his sister awkwardly.
"Eat quickly, Ying, there's still food left, don't worry." Zhen patted his sister's shoulder gently and handed her a rice cake.
Lei Dianying took the rice cake solemnly and nibbled it in small bites. Halfway through, she hid the cake in her arms, like a girl who was reluctant to waste food.
Zhen was kneeling beside the straw couch, holding a small piece of rice cake in his hand and a bucket of water beside him.
"Brother, it's time to eat."
Mo Ran turned his head slightly to look at him, with tenderness in his eyes. If you are acting, you have to do it well and act until others believe it.
This feeding time is one of the few times they stay in the house, and it is also the time for them to discuss their next plans.
Mo Ran used his immortal power to establish a bridge for voice transmission and asked first, "What's the situation?"
"For now, the village doesn't have any major problems, and the residents around us are not too hostile to us, but the leader has not appeared yet."
"It seems that this leader is also very suspicious, or he doesn't like to show up in public. He must have his own plans."
Zhenzhen's eyes flashed slightly, and he picked up the ladle filled with clear water next to him and fed it to Mo Ran bit by bit so that he would not choke on the dry rice cake.
"By the way, I originally couldn't get so many rice cakes. I could only get three at most. It was all thanks to that Tong Qiuhu who gave some of his own portion to me, saying that you might be hungry and he felt bad about it."
"People who value favors very much usually have good character. They can be included in the list of people to be developed in the future. Alas, in fact, when they sent me to that doctor, their favor had already been repaid."
"understood."
After finishing the voice transmission, Mo Ran secretly complained to himself: "The surname is Tong."
In the pleasant afternoon, everything seemed very lazy. In recent days, apart from the monster killed by Mo Ran and his companions, there were no other major events.
Perhaps the demons in this place are not as powerful as those in Liyue, or perhaps the wars that have continued for sixty years are coming to an end. In any case, even the kind of demon that was smashed to death by Lei Dianying's fist sixty years ago has not appeared.
Dongdong, someone knocked on the wooden door, and a voice said, "Miss Ying, I'm here to visit my brother!"
Ying walked over reluctantly and opened the door, then forced herself to smile peacefully and said, "Uncle Tong, please come in."
"Hey." The person outside the door was Tong Qiuhu. He came here at this time every day to check on his brother's injuries and had no other thoughts.
"Miss Zhen is here too." Tong Qiuhu walked to the straw couch and knelt down.
"Uncle Tong," Zhen greeted him, and sat down with his sister next to a stone that served as a table, because this was what people often called "avoiding"
Furthermore, over the past few days, I have really witnessed how quickly news spreads in the village. A small incident in the east end of the village can be spread to the west end after a while and become something like stealing someone's food.
Rumors spread, and three people can make a tiger or a leopard. I really estimate that I still have a long time to stay here, so it is better to have less trouble than more.
Ying placed his hand on his sister and telepathically said, "Sister, he comes here every day, doesn't he get tired?"
"Maybe, this is the emotion between people, the obsession people hold, the desire to repay a favor..."
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Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, March had passed. Mo Ran estimated that he should be able to get out of bed, but his arms were probably not yet flexible enough.
The doctor, who usually never left his house, heard about this and hurriedly ran from his own house to Mo Ran's house. The changes in his expression along the way could rival the ups and downs, joys and sorrows of the human world.
"Quick! Let me see...how is the patient's injury?!" The doctor pushed open the half-open door and looked at Mo Ran who was standing there, with a hint of awe in his eyes.
Ying cast a puzzled look.
"Ahem, let me take another look at his injuries." The doctor walked over slowly, but was stopped by Tong Qiuhu who happened to be there, "Stop!"
The old doctor was completely stunned. He did not move on. Instead, he looked towards the door and asked in slight surprise, "What are you doing here?"
It's no wonder he did that. After all, Tong Qiuhu is a guard captain. It's intriguing that he came to the home of a vagrant.
But in fact, the news of Tong Qiuhu's daily visit had already spread throughout the village, but the doctor usually turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside, so he didn't know about it.
"Of course I came here to see my brother, but you, on the contrary, actually went out. Ah!" Tong Qiuhu shouted again and stood between the two of them.
The fact that a doctor, who was rarely seen on weekdays, came out attracted a lot of attention. When Tong Qiuhu shouted with such a loud voice, the residents around all showed their heads to join in the fun.
Tong Qiuhu closed his eyes slightly, he knew that his brother was mentally handicapped and could be easily harmed by villains, plus there was only one person left in the room just now, and he didn't look very strong, so he couldn't help but get angry.
"Captain Tong is really powerful!"
"Of course, otherwise why is he called the captain? But I heard that he comes to the house of these three siblings every day and brings some things."
"Do we need to hear about this? Isn't it obvious? Someone saved him, and he remembers it."
"No matter what, there's no need for him to come here every day and bring things every time, right? The one at his house doesn't even mind him!"
"If you want to dislike him, I'll let you know! Everyone knows that Captain Tong's family owes their house and land to him. If it were you, would you dare to do that?"
There was a lot of discussion and noise everywhere, especially Ying, who was a demon god and had extraordinary hearing. All the shouts, big and small, reached her ears, making her want to summon some thunder to get some peace and quiet.
But that was of course not possible. I had to pretend to be a naive, quiet and weak girl. I felt so miserable that I couldn't even cry.
The doctor was stopped by Tong Qiuhu and was powerless. After taking a deep look at the messenger of God in his heart, he left in a huff, muttering, "Okay, you can do it! Tong Qiuhu, you just didn't cure a piece of bastard from your team!"
"I have been received by the gods' messengers and I am protected by the gods. What do I have to be afraid of? I will definitely trample you under my feet and crush you to pieces! Hehehe..."
Tong Qiuhu felt a little angry when he looked at the old doctor, but after all, this doctor was highly respected in the village, and he was the only one who knew how to cure diseases and save lives with pharmacology. He also cured his brother who passed away. He was just being picky about it now.
Because he always felt that the old doctor's eyes were different when he looked at his brother and when he looked at other people. The feeling was even completely different, just like a beggar who ran into the wife of a village leader and felt itchy but dared not move.
Shaking his head, Tong Qiuhu put aside these wild thoughts, looked at the crowd that was blocking the door, and said, "Go away, go downstairs, stop looking around!"
The captain of the guard had spoken, so they had to leave even if they didn't want to. However, there were still a few people who left because they heard that the man in this family was a fool and there were two virgin girls living there, who were the fool's sisters.
Thinking that the meat at your fingertips won't fly away, you won't succeed. It's not bad to get a little bit of oil and water and feast your eyes.
Although the two girls were not very good-looking, at least their faces were clean, which was better than most women in the village. As for their figures, they were much better.
They wandered back and forth, looking at the half-open door, wondering what was going on inside...
"I didn't scare you just now, did I?" Tong Qiuhu asked awkwardly, looking at Ying who was standing aside with his head down and silent.
Ying quickly raised her head and chuckled, "How could that be? It's great that Uncle Tong can drive that strange man away."
"That's good." Tong Qiuhu finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the brother who was standing there, walked closer, and raised his head to look up.
Compared with the average people in the village, his stature was already a bit taller, but when he approached Mo Ran, he still needed to raise his head to see his entire face. If you count carefully, he was at least half a head shorter than Mo Ran.
"My big brother is just strong, haha." Tong Qiuhu doesn't feel bored talking to this helpless person every day. There seems to be a ray of light in his eyes, very pure and untainted by dust.
Mo Ran also lowered his head slightly and looked at the man who had been calling him brother since they first met. Both of them had ordinary faces, but they had an invisible thing in common.
One has a gleam in his eyes, like the clear jade sky; the other has a gaze as calm as water, like an ancient well without waves. Ripples will eventually appear on the water surface, but not now, not here.
After staying for a while, Tong Qiuhu prepared to leave.
"I'm leaving now, brother. It's time to harvest the wheat at home. I'll send you some roasted wheat ears later."
Ying walked to the door, bowed slightly, and said, "Take care, Uncle Tong."
"Okay, you go back." Tong Qiuhu waved his hand outside the door, but saw his elder brother following him out with no sign of going back.
"Xiaoying, what's happening to my brother?"
"Brother should help you with work. It was the same when he was a child. He would help with housework for whoever was nice to him." Ying thought about what her sister had told her before and said it out loud.
Tong Qiuhu laughed out loud, gently patted his injured shoulder, and made sure there was no problem before taking him with him. He joked, "Then your brother will lend it to me first, and then send it back with the roasted wheat ears."
"understood."
"Go back. The next time you open the door, your uncle will be back with your brother." Tong Qiuhu said, his eyes gradually turning cold as he swept over the people wandering around.
"I will remember."
Ying stood by the door, and after the two men had gone far away, she closed the door and bolted it. Although she was sometimes stubborn, she was not so stupid that she could not see the meaning of other people's eyes.
She walked to the table and sat down casually, ignoring the hooligans who started shouting outside. After all, it was broad daylight and they didn't dare to break in.
Besides, even if she came into the house, it was hard to say who was the wolf and who was the sheep. Even the weakest demon had the ability to kill humans on a large scale, not to mention that she was Lei Dianzi, Baalzebub!