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Fei Fei's wrists strained, her face flushed with pain. Before she could pull her hands back, she could only look at the boy in front of her in surprise.
"What great strength!" Fei Fei couldn't help but murmur.
Invisible Ghost stood by, appearing indifferent, and after a moment spoke solemnly, "I've known for a long time that this village is not easy to deal with, from the old to the young."
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people came running from a distance. A middle-aged couple was at the front, shouting at the boy as they ran, "Long, stop it now!"
It turned out that the child with divine power was named Long. Seeing his parents approaching from afar, he released Lingfeng and Fei Fei's hands, returning to his innocent childlike demeanor. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and cried out, "Mom and Dad, they bullied me!"
Everyone was momentarily stunned, speechless as they looked at the child.
The middle-aged man approached, glancing helplessly at the child before smiling and saying, "We saw you bullying others from far away. Why do you have to bite back?" He then looked at Lingfeng and the others apologetically, saying, "Sorry, we are his parents. I hope we didn't hurt you just now!"
Lingfeng smiled as well, rubbing his ear and saying, "No, it's just that this child's strength is quite surprising!"
Looking around at the others, they all appeared kind-hearted and had no ill intentions.
Then a path opened among the crowd as an elderly man with disheveled hair walked out. His first impression was that he looked like a beggar, yet he had a serious demeanor. His appearance indicated that he was definitely not an ordinary person. He held a wine gourd in one hand and had a short knife tucked into his waist. A tattered straw hat sat on his head as he listlessly gazed at Lingfeng and the others.
"I am the village chief here. What brings you to our village?" the elderly man who claimed to be the village chief lazily glanced at Lingfeng and the others.
Hearing that this elder was the village chief, Lingfeng naturally did not dare to be disrespectful. He quickly clasped his fists in greeting and stepped forward to say, "Chief, we are here to inquire about some matters!"
"We're just a remote village; what could we possibly know? You must have come to the wrong place!" The chief's voice carried no emotional tone at all, contrasting sharply with his comical appearance.
Lingfeng paused for a moment, thinking that he had encountered someone difficult to deal with.
At this moment, the middle-aged man chuckled heartily and turned to the village chief, saying, "Uncle, it seems they have traveled a long way and crossed the swamp. They must have suffered quite a bit. I think we should let them rest here for the night, and if there are no important matters, we can send them off tomorrow."
The village chief yawned, looking as if he hadn't fully woken up from his drunkenness, but his words were quite clear.
"A-Hu, don't forget that we do not get involved in other matters here. As a member of this village and my nephew, you should adhere to this rule more than anyone else!" The village chief said sternly.
"Well..." A-Hu seemed to want to say something but was at a loss for words.
"Chief, big brother, we actually don't need to rest here; we just want to gather some information before leaving!" Lingfeng said.
The village chief looked up at Lingfeng again. His gloomy expression softened slightly as he slowly asked, "What do you want to know?"
Lingfeng glanced at the others and replied slowly, "I want to know if there is a Hermit in this village!"
Upon hearing Lingfeng's words, the village chief's body visibly trembled violently, and the other villagers looked at Lingfeng with curiosity.
"We only have some villagers who do not concern themselves with worldly affairs; there is no Hermit here!" The village chief paused for a moment before his tone suddenly became firm as he spat out this sentence and turned to walk back into the village. After walking for a while, he stopped, facing away from everyone and said, "Take them out!"
A-Hu looked at Lingfeng with some difficulty, unsure of what to do for a while.
"How about this," A-Hu finally said after a moment, "You all wait outside for a bit. I'll try to persuade the village chief first and then decide on what to do next!"
Having received such an assurance was already quite difficult, so Lingfeng naturally needed to wait patiently and nodded in agreement.
A-Hu smiled and turned to the others nearby, saying, "I'll take them out; you all go back first!"
Upon hearing A-Hu's words, the crowd gradually dispersed and walked toward the village.
A-Hu did not directly lead Lingfeng and the others away from the valley; instead, he brought them to a secluded spot at the foot of a mountain. The area was small but somewhat cave-like, providing shelter from the wind and sun.
Inside, there were some common facilities, such as tables and chairs, and a few straw mats on the ground.
A-Hu had Lingfeng and the others sit on the chairs, then asked, "How did you determine that this village has a Hermit, and why are you looking for a Hermit?"
Lingfeng saw that A-Hu was an honest person, so he had nothing to hide and replied, "Actually, I want to know what Season it is now!"
"Season?" A-Hu was taken aback and looked at Lingfeng again. "There are no Seasons in the Cultivation Realm."
"Even though there are no distinctions of Seasons, there should at least be a concept of months, right? Like what time of year it is now," Lingfeng said.
A-Hu fell silent for a moment, then got up to pour several cups of water for everyone.
Seeing A-Hu's troubled expression, Lingfeng understood that he had something difficult to say. He changed the subject and asked, "By the way, why did the village chief have that attitude?"
"Well," A-Hu sat back down on the straw mat and smiled. "The village chief wasn't always like this. He is usually kind and caring towards us. It's just that now the Mandala Demon Realm is in turmoil, and the village chief is trying to prevent the villagers from suffering persecution from outsiders, which is why he is so hostile toward newcomers!"
"Really?" Fei Fei chimed in. "Even that child just now was so strong; you adults should be even more capable. Why would you worry about being persecuted by outsiders?" Fei Fei rubbed her wrist as she expressed her opinion.
At this point, A-Hu smiled awkwardly and said, "That dragon child is just an exception. He has extraordinary talent and can quickly grasp the essence of martial arts, making him the strongest among children. However, other villagers do not possess much ability; they can only rely on their skills to hunt and sustain their lives!"
Hearing A-Hu's words, Lingfeng felt a deep respect for him and the villagers. They had come to such a remote place to escape from malicious cultivators while suppressing their inner longing for the world. Despite their circumstances, they managed to learn martial arts through their own efforts—how could one not admire that?
"Dad!" After a while, the voice of Long Qingse came from outside.
A-Hu smiled at everyone and quickly replied, "Long, I'm here!"
Sure enough, a moment later, Long walked in carrying a basket. He looked at everyone with an unfriendly expression.
"Dad, Mom asked me to bring them some food!" Long placed the basket on the ground and sat in A-Hu's lap.
A-Hu affectionately patted Long's head and said softly, "These big brothers and sisters are not bad people; you must be polite!"
Long shook his head, made a face at Lingfeng, and then glanced at the silent Invisible Ghost. He quietly asked, "Why is this brother all wrapped up? Isn't it hot?"
Invisible Ghost paused for a moment, pretending he didn't hear Long's question.
"Because this brother is very ugly and is afraid of scaring you!" Lingfeng replied indifferently.
"Wow, really?" Long curiously looked at Invisible Ghost, then walked over and gently tugged at Invisible Ghost's clothing. "Then I'm even more interested! I love scary things; can I see you?"
Invisible Ghost was used to being cold towards people and remained unresponsive like a wooden statue.
"Long, you mustn't be rude; come back!" Invisible Ghost didn't seem very friendly, which made A-Hu a bit worried.
"It's okay!" Long squinted his eyes and smiled. "Not talking is equivalent to agreeing, so I have to take action myself!" With that, he jumped onto Invisible Ghost's neck, trying to pull off his mask.
Although Fei Fei had sensed Long's strength earlier, she couldn't help but chuckle at this clever boy.
A-Hu wanted to remove the mask from Invisible Ghost, but his expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly picked up the dragon.
"I'm really sorry, this child is too willful!" A-Hu quickly apologized.
Lingfeng looked at Invisible Ghost, unsure of his feelings, and thought that this guy was being too serious, acting all profound since arriving here.
"By the way, let's eat quickly. I need to go back and talk to the village chief!" A-Hu said as he opened the basket and took out the food inside.
"Is there really a Hermit in this village?" Lingfeng asked eagerly after hearing A-Hu's words.
A-Hu's expression showed hesitation as he took out the food and lifted the basket. "I don't know about that, but you can ask the village chief!" With that, he left.
Although he didn't get a definite answer, from A-Hu's expression, it was clear that there was indeed a Hermit in this village. Moreover, if there weren't any highly skilled individuals nurturing them, how could they have trained a four-year-old child to be so formidable? Even if the dragon had extraordinary talent, without proper training, it would be difficult for him to reach his current level.
After A-Hu left with the dragon, Invisible Ghost finally removed his mask and silently ate his meal.
After a while, Lingfeng looked at Invisible Ghost and curiously asked, "Haven't you been here before? Why didn't they recognize you?"
Invisible Ghost paused for a moment and then calmly replied, "Back then, we were waiting outside and didn't enter the village, so they wouldn't recognize me!"
Lingfeng nodded in understanding and looked outside; it was already dusk, indicating that night was approaching.
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