Ye Jing, Such a Good Man!

His first stop was Aunt Li's house at the east end of the town.

Grandma Li is old and frail, and her children have gone far away, so her family often lacks food and clothing.

Ye Jing gently knocked on the door, which creaked open, revealing Aunt Li's wrinkled yet kind face. "Oh, it's Xue Lan! Come in, come in!" Aunt Li beamed, as if she were seeing a long-lost relative.

Ye Jing handed the fresh vegetables and several packets of rice and flour from the bamboo basket to Aunt Li, and said softly, "Auntie, these are what I just bought from the market. You're home alone, so please take good care of yourself."

Aunt Li's eyes reddened slightly as she repeatedly expressed her gratitude, her thanks evident in her words.

After leaving Aunt Li's house, Ye Jing hurried to the riverbank. It was spring plowing season, and the river was slightly turbulent due to the continuous spring rains, causing many villagers to worry about irrigating their fields.

Upon seeing this, Ye Jing didn't hesitate. He rolled up his trousers and jumped into the river to inspect and reinforce several dams in the river, ensuring that the water could flow smoothly into the farmland.

Seeing this, the villagers looked at him with admiration, and some even joined in the effort. While working, Ye Jing chatted and laughed with the villagers, inquiring about the growth of the crops and sharing planting experience. The warmth and harmony he exuded was like a heartwarming picture in spring.

In the afternoon, the sun became scorching, but the Ye Jing showed no sign of stopping.

He heard that a fire had broken out at the home of Zhang the carpenter in town. Although the fire had been extinguished, the house had suffered heavy losses and urgently needed to be rebuilt.

Ye Jing immediately gathered several young and strong villagers, took their tools, and went to Zhang the carpenter's house.

They divided the work among themselves: some cleared the ruins, some moved timber, and others began planning the construction of the new house.

Ye Jing took the lead, personally wielding the chisel and carving patterns on the doors and windows with his skillful hands, each detail revealing his enthusiasm and friendliness.

Sweat soaked his clothes, but Ye Jing's face was always filled with a satisfied and happy smile.

As the sun set and the last rays of sunlight fell upon the outline of the new house, Zhang the carpenter gripped Ye Jing's hand tightly, his eyes glistening with tears. "Xue Lan, you are truly the pride of our Willow Creek Town!"

As night fell, the town was enveloped in a soft moonlight, appearing exceptionally peaceful and serene.

Instead of going home to rest, Ye Jing carried a lantern and slowly walked along the bluestone path, beginning his "night patrol".

He knew that although the town was quiet at night, it also harbored many safety hazards. Wherever he went, he would carefully check whether the doors and windows were closed and whether there were any suspicious people loitering around.

He would also kindly escort villagers who were returning home late.

Sure enough, just as they reached the west entrance of the town, they encountered Aunt Wang was walking home alone.

Aunt Wang was elderly and had poor eyesight, so Ye Jing quickly stepped forward, took the lantern from her hand, and said softly, "Aunt Wang, let me take you home. It's dark, so watch your step."

Aunt Wang thanked her repeatedly, her heart filled with warmth.

It was late at night, and when Ye Jing finally returned to his simple little house, the moon was already high in the sky.

He took off his soaking wet clothes, washed himself quickly, and then sat on the edge of the bed. By the dim candlelight, he began to peruse several Medical Books he had borrowed from the town.

It turns out that Ye Jing had also taught himself medicine, hoping to relieve the villagers' pain in critical moments.

He read it while silently memorizing it in his mind.

In Willow Creek Town, Xue Lan's story is like a Life Spring, nourishing the hearts of everyone.

Ye Jing put down his Medical Books and lay down on the bed.

He was inside Xue Lan's body, but he couldn't use his Spiritual Qi; he could only use the Evil Qi that Xue Lan was unleashing.

Ye Jing is obviously out of the question.

So everything was just like that of an ordinary person.

Time passed slowly, and he still didn't know what Devourer of Desire was going to do.

He was a little worried about whether Liu Qing could hold out for that long.

However, he could still sense Liu Qing's life signs in his mind, which was something he had planted in Liu Qing's body to sense them.

It seems that time flows differently inside than outside.

He calculated that their formation would last for at most three days.

He's been here for three days now. Liu Qing should have been exposed long ago, but he's still here, which means his life isn't in danger!

He breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Close your eyes and start to rest.

The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight pierced through the thin mist and shone on every corner of the town, Ye Jing quietly got up and began a new day of good deeds.

Unlike his usual simple labor and help from neighbors, he now harbors a special plan in his heart.

To build a simple library for the children in the town.

Let them roam freely in the ocean of knowledge, broaden their horizons, and increase their understanding.

Ye Jing first went to the old carpenter's house in town to discuss the timber matters with him.

Upon hearing that it was for the children, the old carpenter generously donated his high-quality wood without hesitation and even offered to help design the blueprints.

After some discussion, the two decided to start construction on a vacant lot at the east end of the town. The place was close to a stream, with a quiet environment, making it a good place for children to study.

Afterwards, Ye Jing visited each household, asking the villagers to donate books or provide financial assistance for construction.

When the villagers heard that it was for the children, they all responded enthusiastically. Some donated their treasured Ancient Texts, while others contributed money, hoping to do their part in building the library.

For a moment, the entire town was immersed in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

However, just as the construction of the library was in full swing, a sudden little accident broke the tranquility.

In the afternoon, several mischievous children were playing by the river when one of the little boys accidentally slipped into the rushing water, and his cries for help instantly pierced the sky.

Ye Jing rushed over upon hearing the commotion and saw the little boy struggling desperately in the water; his situation was critical.

Without hesitation, he jumped into the river and swam vigorously towards the little boy.

However, the raging river and the boy's struggles made the rescue extremely difficult.

At this critical moment, a power that he usually tried his best to suppress suddenly surged within Ye Jing's body - Evil Power!

The little boy is getting further and further away; he's about to sink!

Ye Jing couldn't care less about anything else!

But in the face of life and death, it was released involuntarily.

With this force, Ye Jing's speed and strength increased instantly. He quickly approached the little boy, grabbed him, and swam vigorously towards the shore.

When the two safely reached the shore, a large number of villagers who had heard the news had gathered around them.

Everyone rushed forward to check on the little boy, and only after confirming that he was safe and sound did they breathe a sigh of relief.

However, amidst this joy and gratitude, several sharp-eyed children noticed something unusual about Ye Jing.

They pointed at Ye Jing in surprise and whispered, "Look, Uncle Ye's eyes seemed to have turned red just now!"

"And there's black mist swirling around..."

"Yes, and he swims so fast, like..."

The children didn't finish their sentence, but the doubt and fear in their eyes were obvious.

Upon hearing this, Ye Jing's heart tightened.

He knew that the existence of the Evil Power within him was a secret, and that once exposed, it might bring unnecessary trouble and even endanger his own safety and that of others.

But he understood even more clearly that the most important thing at this moment was to soothe the children's emotions and dispel their fear.

So he knelt down and said to the children in a gentle but firm voice, "Children, don't be afraid. Uncle was just so anxious to save your friends that he used a special method. But please believe me, Uncle only has concern and love for you in his heart, and he would never have any intention of hurting you."

As he spoke, Ye Jing gently patted the little boy's shoulder, indicating that he was alright.

The little boy glanced at Ye Jing gratefully, then took the hands of the other children and thanked Ye Jing together.

Trust and gratitude were once again filled in the children's eyes.

After all, Ye Jing has always been very good to them!

She is also very kind.

They might just have misread it!