Several old women came over carrying large pots of cooked porridge and shared the food with the children.
What is boiling in the pot is barley grains and wild vegetables, and some scattered minced meat can also be seen.
If it were a child from an ordinary family, it would be a pretty good dinner.
But the children in Ningcun are all cultivators, and these gruels cannot satisfy all aspects of their body's nutrition.
The children ate very well and licked the bowls clean, but they were obviously not full. There was saliva at the corners of their mouths, but they were sensible and did not make any noise.
"Children, my sister hunted down several monsters today. After selling them, she will buy delicious food for everyone."
Ning Wenjing smiled and said to the children that her harvest today was pretty good.
There was a burst of cheers immediately.
Since the Western Region is the territory of the monster clan, humans are generally not allowed to hunt monster beasts.
However, the monsters living in the ancient battlefield of humans and demons are more or less contaminated with a ray of demonic energy and are not in the protection ranks, so they can be hunted.
But because these monster beasts are contaminated by demonic energy, their meat is inedible, and other parts are not of high value, so even if you kill a few monster beasts, you will not get much profit.
"Jingjing, don't spend money randomly. Keep your money to buy some good pills. Your aunts' condition is getting worse."
Several old ladies sighed, their faces full of exhaustion and anxiety.
The strange disease left Ningcun helpless and unable to completely cure it, so he could only use elixirs to prolong his life.
But given the current situation in Ning Village, it really can't afford enough elixirs.
"May I ask what disease they have? I can cure it."
Ji Mo opened his mouth, wanting to do his best for Ningcun.
As soon as these words were spoken, not only did they not win favor with everyone, they actually aroused public anger.
Even Ning Wenjing was staring at Ji Mo with a bad expression, as if she might take out the four-meter machete at any time.
A strange disease has just spread in the village, and then a man suddenly appears and says he can cure it. Moreover, this man has never even seen a patient. Do you think it is normal?
Moreover, Ningcun has experienced too many similar incidents.
Many people have evil intentions and try every possible means to plot against the Ning people. To this end, they have done many devious things, which makes people have to be on guard against them.
"Jingjing, where does this young man come from?"
An old woman raised the crutch in her hand, her eyes bursting with light, she actually had the cultivation of a spiritual saint.
He was ready to beat Ji Mo to death with a stick if he disagreed with her.
"Mother-in-law, I am a good person."
Ji Mo quickly explained, wondering why these old people looked like they wanted to beat him.
You are all in your seventies or eighty, and you are trembling when you walk. Can you not be so violent?
"You don't even know what the disease is, and you just say it can be cured. Could it be that you caused the strange disease?"
Ning Wenjing asked, feeling more and more that Ji Mo had ulterior motives.
Ji Mo scratched his head and said innocently: "As long as people are not dead, I can cure them. I am famous as a little miracle doctor in our town."
"In your town?"
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, they felt like a barefoot doctor, and they spoke so loudly, I really don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is.
Miracle doctor?
Can miraculous doctors make random claims? Even those with the best medical skills in the Xuanling world only dare to call themselves medical saints.
"Okay, can you stop bragging? You can't cure that disease."
Ning Wenjing said angrily.
Ji Mo suggested that he could try to treat it, but was rejected.
That kind of strange disease can't even be resisted by powerful monks. Ji Mo doesn't have any cultivation skills now, so he will definitely die if he is infected.
Ning Wenjing was also thinking about Ji Mo, but she didn't want to kill Ji Mo in vain.
Moreover, it was obvious that they did not believe Ji Mo, an outsider with unknown origins, and there was a strong sense of wariness on their faces.
"Why, are you guarding me as much as you are guarding a thief?"
Ji Mo's face was full of confusion.
"Demons are scary, but as long as you have a knife in your hand, you can kill them. But the most terrifying thing in the world is the human heart. Most of our Ning tribe died at the hands of humans."
Ning Wenjing said coldly, her face full of sadness.
It's not that they are suspicious, but that they have experienced many bloody lessons and no longer trust outsiders easily.
Ji Mo said: "Those people must be lackeys who were bewitched by the demons."
"You are still too young and don't know the darkness of the world."
A gray-haired old woman taught: "The greed and desire of the human heart are more terrifying than the demons!"
Ji Mo fell silent. He would never have said such words without the pain of his skin.
Ningcun must have experienced an unforgettable tragedy, and the person who committed the murder must be a human monk.
The Ning people are heroes and have made indelible contributions to mankind. Why do people still attack them?
Ji Mo couldn't figure it out.
"I will only keep you for one night, and you have to leave early tomorrow morning."
Ning Wenjing reminded.
Doing this was the utmost kindness to Ji Mo. It was impossible to let a stranger stay in the village forever.
Ji Mo sighed, nodded, and said nothing more.
He came to the well and washed it carefully, removing the traces of the Nine Heavens Thunder on his body.
Seeing the brand new Ji Mo, Ning Wenjing's eyes suddenly lit up.
She had never seen such a handsome man. His eyes were like stars in the sky, clear and transparent, so attractive.
"Miss Ning, what's wrong? Are there any stains on my face?"
Ji Mo was a little embarrassed to be stared at, thinking that the place was not cleaned properly.
"You'd better make your face look ugly. The big demon likes you, a pretty face with tender skin and tender flesh. Be careful of the demon kidnapping you and draining it."
Ning Wenjing reminded kindly.
Robbery of handsome men and beautiful women on the streets in the Western Regions happens from time to time. If human beings don't have the strength, it will really be difficult to move forward in the Western Regions.
"Ah, there is no royal law?"
Ji Mo swallowed hard and regretted that he had nothing to do with washing his face. Real men are dirty and smelly.
Sure enough, boys must protect themselves when they go out.
Midnight watch.
A figure sneaked up to the well in the village.
He selected a dozen medicinal herbs that were drying nearby, kneaded them, and threw them into the well water.
From Ning Wenjing's description, Ji Mo judged that the so-called strange disease in the village was caused by someone giving him some kind of strange poison. He made a targeted antidote, which should be effective.
"Why are you so sneaky? Do you want to poison us?"
A voice sounded and Ning Wenjing appeared.
She had been worried about Ji Mo and had been keeping an eye on him secretly. Unexpectedly, Ji Mo slipped out of her sight.
Ji Mo was also smart and picked up a stone on the ground: "I'm leaving tomorrow, and I have nothing to repay you with, so I just wanted to carve a stone statue for you."
These words dispelled Ning Wenjing's suspicion, and she hummed: "If you show courtesy for nothing, you are either a traitor or a thief. Go back to bed and don't run around, otherwise you will be caught by those old ladies, and I'm afraid they will break your neck with a cane."
Dog legs.”
Early next morning.
Early in the morning, Ning Wenjing pulled the sleepy Ji Mo out of Ningcun.
"Miss Ning, I'm going to make a lot of money right now and come back to support you!"
Ji Mo shouted, waved to Ning Wenjing, and left gracefully.
The morning sun shone on his figure, giving him a hazy halo, making him look very sacred.
If it weren't for his handsome face, which was deliberately painted completely black, he would really have a "unparalleled" temperament.
"Bah, who wants you to support me?"
Ning Wenjing spat, but for some reason, her crystal ears turned red.
She returned to the village with brisk steps.
Not long after, excited voices resounded throughout Ningcun.