One person: He secluded himself for eighty years and cured Tian Jinzhong.

Chapter 37 A dark and windy night is perfect for petty theft.

Night falls in Biyou Village.

The night in the mountains is always exceptionally dark, with the chirping of insects rising and falling.

Most of the villagers were already asleep.

But in some corners of the village, the exciting nightlife is just beginning.

The chicken coop on the back hill.

Here are several brightly colored roosters, a superior breed that Ma Xianhong specially brought from outside the mountains. He treasures them very much, saying they are used to crow and tell the time.

At that moment, two furtive figures were crouching in the bushes outside the chicken coop.

"Girl, are you sure you're looking?"

Su Wuxian lowered his voice, holding a twig in his hand as he drew a tactical diagram on the ground:

"The red-haired one on the left looks the fattest, its flesh must be firm. The spotted one on the right has a dull look in its eyes, it'll be easy to catch."

Which one should I choose?

Chen Duo squatted down next to Su Wuxian. Su Wuxian had forcibly stripped off her heavy protective suit and put her in a pink hooded sweatshirt that he had somehow gotten his hands on.

She blinked her dark green eyes, thought seriously for a moment, and then held up her finger:

"I want them both."

Su Wuxian was taken aback, then gave a thumbs up:

"That's ambitious! No wonder you're someone I, Su Wuxian, trained. Children make choices; we adults want it all!"

"Go, Pikachu... oh no, Chen Duo, use Stealth Walk!"

Chen Duo nodded.

Although she didn't know what Pikachu was, she was extremely efficient.

She flashed into the chicken coop like a ghost.

Not a speck of dust was disturbed, nor was a sound made.

A few seconds later.

Chen Duo walked out expressionlessly, carrying a red-feathered chicken in her left hand and a spotted chicken in her right.

The two chickens had their eyes rolled back, clearly stunned.

"Master, we've caught him."

Chen Duo held up her spoils, as if displaying an award certificate.

"Well done!"

Su Wuxian took the chicken and skillfully covered it with mud:

"Come on, let's go to the river. I'll show you a long-lost skill—Beggar's Chicken."

The two of them sneaked to the riverbank like thieves.

Light the fire, bury the chicken, and roast it.

Soon, an enticing aroma wafted through the air.

Chen Duo sat on a rock, resting her chin on her hands, looking at the fire, and suddenly asked:

"Master, does this count as stealing?"

In her mind, stealing is a bad thing.

Uncle Liao taught her back in the bunker.

"steal?"

Su Wuxian tore off a chicken leg, blew on it to cool it down, and held it to Chen Duo's lips:

"Can something a scholar does be called stealing? It's called using what's available and making the most of what's there!"

"Besides, we're helping that kid Ma Xianhong. Think about it, if we fatten these chickens up and don't eat them, what if they get bird flu and infect the villagers? We're eliminating a potential hazard."

Chen Duo nodded as if she understood, took the chicken leg, and took a bite.

The oil bursts in your mouth, releasing a wonderful aroma.

"It's delicious." Chen Duo's eyes crinkled into a smile.

"Eat more if it's delicious."

Su Wuxian looked at her, his eyes gentle:

"Girl, remember this. In this world, rules are rigid, but people are flexible."

"As long as you're happy, even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you."

Chen Duo ate the chicken leg, feeling warm inside.

Although she still doesn't quite understand what "happiness" means.

But she felt that she was doing a better job now than she had done in the bunker.

......

Meanwhile, at the other end of the village.

Compared to Su Wuxian's warm and cozy daily life, the atmosphere on Zhang Chulan's side seemed rather strange.

"I mean...aren't we going to get beaten up for wandering around like this in the middle of the night?"

Zhang Chulan walked along the village path with his hands in his pockets, feeling the hairs on the back of his head standing on end.

Beside him, Xiao Zizai adjusted his glasses, holding prayer beads in his hand, his eyes scanning the darkness:

"Don't worry. Senior Su said that as long as you don't kill anyone, you can fight as you please. Losing a fight is considered a work injury, and winning one will get you a bonus."

Wang Zhenqiu, on the other hand, excitedly swung his golden cudgel.

"They're here! There are people ahead!"

At the crossroads ahead, a gloomy figure blocked the way.

He was a man dressed in a Taoist robe with a sinister look in his eyes.

One of the twelve superior talents – Zhao Guizhen.

"Several lay Buddhists."

Zhao Guizhen held a whisk in his hand, looking at the crowd with a forced smile:

"Why are you wandering around the village so late instead of sleeping? The roads in the mountains are slippery, be careful not to fall."

"Oh dear, Taoist priest."

Zhang Chulan immediately put on a cheeky smile and moved closer:

"We just ate a big meal and were feeling a bit stuffed, so we came out to digest. We heard the scenery in this village is beautiful, so we wanted to take some photos to post on WeChat Moments."

"Photograph?"

Zhao Guizhen snorted coldly, his gaze falling on Xiao Zizai, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes, but more so a sense of rejection:

"There's nothing worth filming here. Go back to sleep; that's the cult leader's order."

"The cult leader?"

Xiao Zizai suddenly took a step forward.

He took off his glasses, pulled out a cleaning cloth from his pocket, and slowly wiped them clean.

A chilling red light gradually appeared in those once calm eyes.

"Master, I can smell it."

Xiao Zizai took a deep breath, as if he had smelled some incredibly delicious aroma:

"You... have a certain smell."

"That's... the smell of a vengeful spirit wailing. And it's the vengeful spirit of a child."

Zhao Guizhen's expression changed instantly.

This is his biggest secret!

He practiced the evil technique "Seven Fiends Gathering Body," killing seven young boys and sealing their souls within his body.

Even Ma Xianhong didn't know about this, so how could this bespectacled freak know?

"What...what nonsense are you talking about?!"

Zhao Guizhen took a half step back, his hand already resting on the magic sword at his waist.

"Whether it's nonsense or not, just cut it open and see."

Xiao Zizai put his glasses back on, and the smile on his lips became even more sinister.

"Senior Su said that we should pick out the trash."

"I wasn't sure at first, but now..."

"Taoist Master, I, Xiao, have reserved this dish."

boom!

A crimson aura erupted from Xiao Zizai's body; it was pure killing intent.

Zhao Guizhen was shocked and was about to make a move.

"stop!"

A loud shout rang out.

Several figures jumped down from the rooftops not far away.

The leader was a burly man holding a magic weapon—Jin Yong, a man of superior talent.

Behind him followed several other promising young talents.

"What do you want?!"

Jin Yong glared at the group of temporary workers:

"Our leader kindly took you in, and you dare to commit violence in the village? Do you really think there's no one left in Biyou Village?!"

"Oh dear, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

Zhang Chulan quickly pulled Xiao Zizai back from his rampage and stood between them:

"Brother Jin, right? Don't get excited! This is just... this is just a friendly spar! Yes, a friendly sparring match!"

"Brother Xiao is drunk and acting crazy!"

"A friendly spar?"

Jin Yong clearly didn't believe it, staring warily at the crowd:

"I don't care where you come from. In Biyou Village, you must abide by the sect leader's rules. Anyone who dares to misbehave will face my wrath!"

The two sides were locked in a standoff, with tensions running high.

On one side is an extremely dangerous temporary worker team, and on the other side are twelve highly skilled individuals who occupy a strategic location.

It felt as if sparks were flying in the air.

Just then.

A melodious whistle drifted from afar.

Everyone turned around.

Su Wuxian walked over slowly, his hands in his pockets and Chen Duo, who still had a chicken bone in her mouth.

"Wow, it's quite lively here."

Su Wuxian glanced around, his gaze lingering on Zhao Guizhen for a second, a flash of disgust crossing his eyes, before turning to Jin Yong:

"Why are you holding a matchmaking event so late at night instead of sleeping?"

Upon seeing Su Wuxian, Jin Yong's imposing manner instantly diminished.

The story of how he hand-rubbed the core in front of the cultivation furnace during the day had spread throughout the entire village.

In their eyes, this was a god-like figure whom even the cult leader had to grovel before.

"Master Su... Master Su." Jin Yong bowed, "It was your friend who provoked us first."

"provocative?"

Su Wuxian walked up to Xiao Zizai and slapped him on the forehead:

"Xiao Xiao, how many times have I told you to be civilized and polite?"

"Even if you see trash, you can't litter. You have to sort and recycle it, understand?"

The red light in Xiao Zizai's eyes vanished instantly, and he lowered his head meekly.

"Yes, senior. I'll go back now... and sort it out."

Su Wuxian turned to look at Zhao Guizhen, his eyes icy cold:

"As for this Taoist priest..."

"His body odor is really strong. I don't know what kind of cultivation he's practicing, it's so harmful to children."

Zhao Guizhen shuddered, his back soaked with cold sweat.

He felt as if he were naked in front of this young man, with all his secrets exposed.

"Alright, everyone, you can all leave now."

Su Wuxian yawned:

"I have to get up early tomorrow. If anyone dares to disturb my sleep again..."

"So I stuffed him into that broken furnace and refined him."

After saying that, Su Wuxian, with Chen Duo in tow, swaggered through the crowd and left.

The temporary workers followed suit, leaving the group of high achievers bewildered in the wind.

Watching Su Wuxian's retreating figure, a hint of resentment and fear flashed in Zhao Guizhen's eyes.

He knew he had been exposed.

If we don't act first, we might really end up being "recycled" as they say.

"Jin Yong..." Zhao Guizhen moved closer to Jin Yong, his voice grim, "These people cannot be allowed to live. They've come to destroy Biyou Village."

Jin Yong frowned, staring in the direction Su Wuxian had left, lost in thought.