Fantasy Dimension Plunder

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Bei Minglei smiled and put the puppy down, then helped the village head up and said, "Old man, what are you doing!"

Through contact, Bei Minglei found that the village head was shaking.

"Immortal Elder, don't blame me for the poor hospitality in Tengjia Village!"

Bei Minglei asked suspiciously: "Village chief, do we have some misunderstanding?"

Bei Minglei was at a loss when Tengjia Village came out in such a good way.

The village chief raised his head in doubt, and asked in puzzlement: "Isn't the fairy chief the envoy of the Tongyou sect?"

"Tongyou Sect!" Bei Minglei shook his head, and replied in confusion: "We are not members of the Tongyou Sect, we just passed by here!"

Hearing Bei Minglei's words, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then he tightened again.

"Don't blame the fairy, the little old man thought you were the envoy of Tongyou Sect?"

"What's going on?" Bei Minglei scanned the people in Tengjia Village, and found that they were obviously relieved when they heard that Bei Minglei was not from the Tongyou Sect.

"The Immortal Elder must be tired after coming out of the Jiuli Forest. The little old man has told the villagers to prepare some food and wine. Immortal Elder, please don't think that the people in the mountains can't produce anything good!"

The village chief didn't seem to want to talk about the Tongyou faction, so he warmly greeted Beiminglei and Yue Peng to go into the village, and Beiminglei didn't want to make things difficult for others.

In order to entertain Bei Minglei, the village head specially prepared the best and largest house in the village, and asked the original owner to temporarily live in other people's houses.

Sitting at the dining table, Bei Minglei glanced around the house and found that even the best room in the whole village was very simple, just a simple thatched house with no decorations at all.

The small dining table was filled with chicken, duck and fish. It looked quite rich, but it was not exquisite. They were all rural side dishes. The village head also prepared a pot of rice wine for Bei Minglei. The local wine brewed by the people is already the best food they can come up with.

"Thank you, old man!" Bei Minglei took out a piece of the worst fairy stone from the Qiankun bag, handed it to the village chief, and said, "Take these as food and drink money!"

Although the village head is an ordinary person, he seems to have seen the fairy stone, and when he saw Bei Minglei took out the fairy stone, he said with sincerity:

"The fairy head reflects the little old man, entertaining the fairy head is what we should do!"

The village chief dared not accept Beiminglei's immortal stone.

Bei Minglei pretended to be angry, stuffed the fairy stone into the village chief's hand, and said: "There is no reason to take back what I give out!"

After finishing speaking, ignoring the village head's astonished expression, he called Yue Peng to eat vegetables.

To be honest, the food and wine prepared by the villagers was not delicious. When Bei Minglei was the emperor, he had eaten a thousand times better imperial food than this. However, he was trapped in the forest for a few days, and his mouth almost faded out. Everything tasted delicious.

As for Yue Peng, a birdman who always eats raw food, his mouth is full of greasiness. It's just that he doesn't understand the world, and he doesn't know how to use chopsticks.

But at this moment, the village head and several accompanying villagers were shocked by the fairy stone in their hands, so they didn't care about Yue Peng's eating image.

For ordinary people, a small fairy stone is naturally worth a lot, probably enough for the entire Tengjia Village to use for three years.

But after getting Beiminglei's fairy stone, the villagers did not show joy, but a little more sad.

Bei Minglei and Yue Peng patted their stomachs with satisfaction after eating and drinking, especially Yue Peng, who had never touched alcohol, fell in love with this drink immediately, and most of the pot of wine went into his Stomach, people are a little drunk, eyes gradually blurred.

"Old man, can I trouble you to prepare a room for us to rest for the night, we will leave tomorrow, this is the rent!" Bei Minglei took out another fairy stone and handed it to the village chief, but this time the village chief refused to accept it. He almost knelt down to Bei Minglei, which made Bei Minglei a little embarrassed.

Bei Minglei intends to stay in the small village for a day to inquire about the outside world. Although he has the memory of the prisoner cow, the prisoner cow has been trapped in the lower realm for tens of thousands of years. God knows what happened in the fairyland these years.

The village head quickly prepared the room and brought a whole set of sheets and bedding, for fear of neglecting Bei Minglei and the others.

Bei Minglei also noticed that the villagers in Tengjia Village seemed to be very afraid of immortals, a kind of extreme awe and fear, which made Bei Minglei unable to ask them about the outside world.

Because of drinking, Yue Peng fell asleep as soon as he leaned on the bed. Bei Minglei helplessly covered him with a quilt, and then walked out of the room with the village chief softly.

"Sir, if there is no special order, the little old man will leave. If you need anything, just let me know. I will let my grandson wait by the side!"

Bei Minglei smiled and said: "We don't need anyone to wait on you, let your grandson go home and rest!"

The village chief was stunned for a moment, his eyes blurred for a while, then he nodded and walked out slowly.

"Wait!" The village chief had just walked halfway, when Bei Minglei suddenly yelled, which made the village chief almost fall down in fright.

"What else does the fairy have to say?"

Bei Minglei laughed and said, "The village chief is your surname, we have talked for so long, and we still don't know your name!"

"Don't dare dare!" The village chief waved his hands again and again: "The fairy head is breaking the little old man."

"The little old man's surname is Teng and his name is Eryou. He has a low name and a low surname, which makes the fairy laugh."

"Village Chief Teng, you are welcome!" Bei Minglei almost didn't want to chat with the village chief, struggling.

Seeing that Bei Minglei was fine, the village chief took his leave and left, but when he reached the door, he happened to bump into a person walking towards him.

"It's not good, village chief, your grandson was bitten by a poisonous snake, you should go home and have a look!" It was the village chief's next-door neighbor Teng Songbai who came running.

"What!" The village chief turned pale with shock when he heard that, and ran to the west of the village in three steps at a time.

Bei Minglei heard the sound of the door, so he went to have a look together.

The village head's home is in the second thatched hut in the west of Tengjia Village. The house is separated by a fence. He keeps some chickens at home.

Now there are people standing around the house, they are the villagers who care about the grandson of the village chief.

As soon as the village head arrived, he ran into the house in a hurry before greeting the villagers, and saw a young man in his 20s lying on the bed.

The young man was vaguely similar to the village chief, but he was lying on the bed in pain at this time, the skin all over his body turned purple, and there was a wound on his right arm bitten by a poisonous snake.

"Dashan!" The village chief yelled when he saw the young man, and ran to the bed, trying to grab the young man's hand.

"Village chief, be careful!" A villager in Tengjia Village stopped the village chief: "The mountain is poisonous, so don't touch it!"

"San De, save Da Shan quickly, you watched him grow up!" The village chief excitedly grabbed the villagers' hands and said sadly.

"Ah!" Teng Sande sighed, shook his head, and said sadly: "The mountain has already been poisoned, and even gods can't save it!"

"Really?" A voice suddenly came from behind the village head: "Why don't you let me try!"

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Teng Dashan is the grandson of the village head. His parents died early. Dashan was raised by the village head and is the only relative of the village head. He was overjoyed when he heard that Bei Minglei was willing to save Dashan.

"Xianchang, you can really save Dashan's life!"

Bei Minglei gave the village chief a reassuring look, then went to the bedside and grabbed Teng Dashan's hand, instilled pure celestial power into it, and traveled all over Teng Dashan's body.

Wherever Xianli went, the toxins in Teng Dashan's body dissolved like snowflakes and were excreted bit by bit. The pores of Dashan's whole body released tiny purple beads of sweat, giving off a stench.

With Beiming Lei's celestial power forcing the poison, Teng Dashan's complexion improved a lot, his skin returned to normal color, and he slowly regained consciousness.