Chapter 132 Mortal on

He sat quietly by the stream to save him. Long Yi thought a lot in his mind. An hour later, he finally stood up again. This time, the firmness in his eyes did not decrease at all, but became stronger.

The past has become a thing of the past. Long Yi recalled it for a while and decided to seal them in his heart and no longer let his mood be affected by them. There is still a long way to go in the future. He must live in the present and go on step by step!

At this time, Long Yi had recovered some physical strength. Although his physical spiritual power was still dry, and he could not feel the aura of heaven and earth, but it did not hinder his movements. He raised his feet and walked step by step along the stream. Soon after, he followed the stream again and disappeared into a mountain forest.

In the sky, Qingfeng and Qingshuang saw that Long Yi had taken action. Although they had been waiting for a long time and did not know what Long Yi was thinking, they still followed Long Yi slowly with some relief. In their opinion, Long Yi's expression and behavior had already told them that Long Yi was not discouraged by his own experience. From now on, they have abandoned themselves, which shows that they can still have expectations for Long Yi.

Long Yi walked in the mountain forest. Soon after, he walked through the not dense mountain forest, and in front of him was a small village that looked very calm and simple.

The small village is located under the mountain forest where Long Yi is located. It is quite quiet. There are not many houses in the village. It can be faintly seen that there are people, but most of them are hunters or mortals in coarse cloth clothes.

Looking at the village, Long Yi hesitated a little and walked to the village. At this moment, he had made a decision in his heart.

Long Yi doesn't know what the battle between Qingfeng and others is like, so there is no way to know whether Wuya and Jiulin Sword God, who want to kill him and rob Heiyan Sword, will continue to chase him, but he can vaguely judge that those people should not know where he is at this time, because he has no spiritual power. There is no more breath of practitioners. Those people can't find his existence through divine consciousness. At the same time, those people's cultivation is so profound that if they know his whereabouts, I'm afraid that he would have appeared for an hour by the stream just now.

Then Long Yi was still vigilant. He knew that from today on, he was in a state equivalent to escaping from the pursuit of those who coveted the black sword on his body. He lost all his cultivation and could not be entangled with those people. He could only find a place to hide. Perhaps the village in front of him was a A place to go.

Long Yi once heard a sentence called Great Hidden in the City. Although he is not very clear about the meaning of that sentence, it may contain something similar to real safe hiding, that is, hiding in the market. As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place. Those strong people, for sure Unexpectedly, I would hide in a small village and live like a mortal.

In fact, except for that small village, Long Yi doesn't know where to go.

The North Sea used to be his territory. Countless beasts in it have to follow his instructions. It is undoubtedly an excellent hermit place, but the North Sea is tens of thousands of miles away from where he is now, and it is impossible for him to reach it at all. There is another place, which is the cliff hut where he once lived, but the road is also far away. Moreover, he once made a promise in front of his father's grave that he could not go back until he made some achievements. Now that he has lost his cultivation, he can't go back to face his father's dead soul.

After weighing, Long Yi chose this village, which was indeed the only choice and helpless move. He walked towards the village step by step, like a lost young man, a little indifferent.

Not long after, Long Yi was already in front of the village. After taking a deep look at the village again, he walked in. He walked silently in the village for a while, and there was already a calculation in his heart. This is indeed a small village where only mortals live, and there is no half of the people with cultivation.

At this time, Long Yi walked to a thatched hut. In the thatched hut, a white-haired old man came out. The old man was holding a crutch and looked a little confused when he saw the strange Long Yi. When he saw that Long Yi was going to pass through his house as if he had no goal, he said, "Outsiders, come to our Liu Jiazhuang, what's the matter?"

When Long Yi heard the words, he stopped, bowed to the old man, and then said, "Old man, I was originally a servant of a rich family. A few days ago, I went out to do business with my master. Unexpectedly, I met a mountain thief on the way. The mountain thief ransacked our goods, and my owner was also killed by those mountain thieves. I narrowly escaped and panicked. I don't know how many places I have walked to avoid the pursuit of those horse thieves, and then came here. Now I have lost my way and dare not go back to the owner's home. I just hope to find a place to live here and continue to live. I hope the old man can do it.

Long Yi said this to the old man, not casually. He knew that the sudden appearance of a stranger like him here naturally aroused the curiosity and confusion of the villagers, so he needed to make up a reason. At the same time, when he walked in the village just now, he had found that some village names seemed to meet the old man when they walked through the house. It is respect. He expected that the old man should be the master of the village, so if he wants to get the old man's approval first, then he has a much better chance of staying in the village.

This village is far away from the world and tastes like a paradise. After listening to Long Yi's words, the old man did not care much. After all, Long Yi is indeed like a depressed and tired person at this time, and the village has always been quiet and few people come. The old man is not exclusive.

After a little look at Long Yi, the old man said, "Foreigner, what's your name?"

Long Yi arched his hand and said, "Old man, my name is Liu Yi."

"Oh? Your surname is also Liu? Ha ha, that's a little predestined with our Liujiazhuang! Well, young man, my father-in-law Liu will make the decision to let you live in this village. It happens that I have a simple house in the east of the village. It was where my son and daughter-in-law lived before they died. Now it has been empty for many years. If you don't mind, just clean up a little and live there.

When Long Yi heard this, he did not thank Mr. Liu, but said sadly to Mr. Liu, "Old man, why did your son and daughter-in-law die?"

"Alas, my son is a hunter in this mountain. A few years ago, he went out of the mountain to sell prey with my daughter-in-law. Unexpectedly, he met a horse thief on the road. The horse thief fell in love with my daughter-in-law, and... Well, my daughter-in-law vowed not to die and committed suicide, and my son also died tragically in the hands of those horse thieves, leaving me alone. An old man is with my granddaughter.

When Long Yi heard the words, he couldn't help but feel sad. He came forward to hold Mr. Liu and said sincerely, "Old man, please take care of the change. The deceased is gone. Those who are alive still have to work hard to live!"

At this time, Long Yi understood why Mr. Liu believed in himself so easily and accepted that he lived in this mountain village. It turned out that it was the reason he fabricated. It happened to be similar to the experience of Mr. Liu's relatives, which made Mr. Liu's father-in-law sympathize.

Mr. Liu smiled and patted Long Yi's hand to express his gratitude to Long Yi. Then, with the help of Long Yi, he walked towards the house at the east end of the village. Along the way, whenever he met people in the village, Mr. Liu would greet them and then tell them the origin of Long Yi. It also shows that Long Yi will live in this village.

The people of Liu's village are quite respectful and obedient to Mr. Liu. Seeing that he took the initiative to leave Long Yi, naturally no one has any objection. Long Yi will be enthusiastic. On the contrary, Long Yi has basically never been with mortals. He is a little unaccustomed to their enthusiasm and seems a little uncomfortable.

Not long after, Mr. Liu led Long Yi into the house and told Long Yi about the situation in the village, that is, to leave first. Long Yi looked at the distance of Mr. Liu and stood in front of the door of the house. In addition to gratitude, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

This is mortals. The power of mortals is humble. Their lives are simple, plain, and even involuntary. They can only survive in this world of the law of the jungle, but they also have less struggle between practitioners and appear much more peaceful and kind.

Looking at Mr. Liu, Long Yi can faintly infer that the old man has lived an ordinary life until now. His trembling figure is the concentration of all his experiences in this world.