Song Yanqing was born in a small mountain village called Cloud-Piercing Village in the southwest of Huaxia. The village has a total of 25 households. It is not a big village with a small population, but it is very warm. He was taken in and raised by the old village chief.
Although the old village chief died when he was eight years old, the villagers were kind-hearted. After the old village chief died, they not only built him a small tile-roofed house but also provided him with food so that he would not starve to death.
During the busy farming season, they would help him plant crops, and they would help with the harvest. He would reciprocate in the same way. That's how human relationships are.
He stayed in that small mountain village until he was fifteen. After passing the entrance exam for a high school in the province, he left. When he left, the villagers donated money to him.
He was busy for a long time after he left, and before he could repay their kindness, he encountered those filthy things and had no time to attend to them. Now, thinking about it, he feels extremely guilty...
"... I'll lend you the money. Buy some things to take back with you, and when you return the money, bring the things you bought with you. It'll be like returning home in glory."
Shang Shujue leaned against a huge banyan tree that was as thick as five people could encircle. He sensed that the banyan tree seemed to have developed some intelligence, so he raised his hand and gently touched its branches to detect whether it was doing anything wrong. He spoke these words as if they were just casual remarks.
Only Song Yanqing detected a hint of concern in his nonchalant tone, and unconsciously moved closer to him, her voice rising slightly, "Okay."
After Shang Shujue finished his exploration, he found that the banyan tree beside him was quite docile. It had never harmed anyone and even seemed quite friendly towards people. It was also very willing to let ordinary birds from the mountains and forests build their nests on its branches. It was truly a good tree.
Banyan tree:... emmm, do you need to tell me?! Hmph ╯^╰
"Okay." Shang Shujue nodded, taking out a bank card from his waist. The purplish-black belt binding his waist was a top-tier spatial artifact with 78 small compartments inside, allowing for the convenient storage and retrieval of various items. "Here you go."
Shang Shujue took out a bank card from his spatial artifact and stuffed it directly into Song Yanqing's hand. Then he patted the banyan tree beside him, turned his head to look at the towering mountains and forests, and peered through the gaps at the town not far away, lost in thought.
" A-Jue, isn't giving me a bank card a bit too extravagant? Why don't you just give me the cash? Five thousand yuan is enough for me..."
Holding the bank card, Song Yanqing felt like he was holding a hot potato. He opened his thin lips, then pursed them, and finally, after a moment of hesitation, voiced his concerns.
"Besides, you can't swipe your bank card to buy things here, and most people use cash more often than online payments..."
Upon hearing this, Shang Shujue paused slightly, then raised an eyebrow. "It's alright, we can just buy it in the city and come back. We can also buy an SUV while we're at it, so we can drive it back. After all, we're going to be involved in worldly affairs, and it's not appropriate to use our magic anymore."
"..."
Song Yanqing opened his mouth, as if to say something, but said nothing. In the end, he obediently nodded. Judging from his expression, he was probably thinking about how to repay this considerable sum of money in the future.
"The SUV is in my name, so it's not a loan from you; I wanted to buy it myself. As for the rest, just go with your standards. Besides, what's most needed here isn't expensive items, but practical things, right?"
Shang Shujue most likely noticed Song Yanqing's predicament. Seeing him frowning and pursing his lips, like a puppy facing a problem but afraid to tell its master, he couldn't help but reach out and ruffle his hair. It felt quite nice.
But after he finished massaging, he realized something was wrong. Song Yanqing was stunned, staring at him with wide eyes. He was also stunned, seemingly not expecting himself to do that. He awkwardly withdrew his hand, but it was pushed back down halfway up.
"You can touch it."
Song Yanqing placed his hand on Shang Shujue's hand and gently pressed it against his own head, his ears turning bright red as he spoke.
As soon as he finished speaking, he instinctively nuzzled his hand, his eyes showing shyness but not discomfort from being offended; in fact, there was a hint of excitement and happiness.
Just like a puppy...
"Pfft... Hahaha..."
Shang Shujue thought of the Da Huang dog wagging its tail wildly and couldn't help but laugh out loud. His cool and handsome face made the world lose its color in an instant.
Looking around, only his smile was the most dazzling, or rather, at this moment, Song Yanqing could only see him.
"What are you looking at?" Shang Shujue laughed for a while, then finally stopped laughing. When she looked up, there were a few physiological tears at the corners of her eyes, making her look really pitiful.
Before he could answer, he added, "Ahem... Let's go, let's try to get to Cloud-Piercing Village before dark."
Shang Shujue probably realized that Song Yanqing's gaze was too intense, so she looked away, turned around and walked down the mountain, her ears turning slightly red.
Song Yanqing noticed his flushed ear tips, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly followed him. Only he knew how turbulent his heart was this time.
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"Boss..." The skinny underling had barely uttered that title when he received a sharp rap on the head. He immediately covered his head, tears welling in his eyes, and changed his form of address.
"Ouch, I was wrong, Fifth Master, please be gentle when you hit him. Why were you so fierce? The child is still young, his head must be hurting."
The man he called Fifth Master glanced at him sideways, and seeing his pathetic appearance, couldn't help but roll his eyes before turning around and standing up from the haystack.
"Stop peeing, get up quickly, we have to catch up. We can't let those two bastards who came to gather information get far away, otherwise how are we going to explain to Second Master?"
As soon as Fifth Master finished speaking, he threw down his cigarette butt, stomped it into the ground to extinguish it, and then followed two shifty-looking men in black clothes not far away. In such bright sunlight, they were dressed so suspiciously; it was utterly foolish.
I wonder which faction sent this spy. What kind of ability does this guy have to dare to covet the spirit stones produced by the spiritual vein in Cloud-Piercing Village?
The things in that area were first discovered by their Cloud Harmony Association, and other forces have the audacity to come and steal them. They're shameless! It seems they need to find a way to speed up the mining cultivators' work, otherwise even more people will covet this place.
"Alright, let's hurry and follow them, Fifth Master!"
"Wait a minute, go back and supervise the miners to speed up their work. They must take all the spirit stones before other forces discover them. We can't be found by the Cultivator Alliance."
Fifth Master stopped Little Eight, and after a moment's hesitation, he still felt that the spirit stones were far more important than following those invaders. He could handle those two idiots by himself, and as for Little Eight, he should go back and supervise those people mining the spirit stones.
Fifth Master, what will you do if I leave?
"My cultivation is above yours. You're just a piece of trash who hasn't even reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, yet you're worried about me? Get lost!"
After Fifth Master Zhou Jin finished speaking, he chased after the two people who had just left. Little Eight couldn't even utter a word of refusal before they disappeared from sight. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and left to supervise their mining operations.
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