The madman goes down the mountain: I have five stunning masters

The five villagers were all wearing coarse cloth clothes that were full of holes and had not been mended.

Two of them were old women. Based on their bone age, Ye Lingyun judged that they were in their fifties.

But they look very old, probably in their sixties or seventies.

He has a head full of silver hair, a slightly hunched back, and a face full of wrinkles.

Two of the other three people looked like old men, and judging from their bone age, they were also in their fifties.

They looked older than both old women.

In addition to their hunched backs and completely white hair, their arms, exposed by their half-cut sleeves, looked like tree bark, covered with age spots. Their hands were also as rough as tree bark.

People who don’t know would think they are dying.

Among them was a young man in his thirties who looked somewhat similar to the couple.

Ye Lingyun guessed that this should be the couple's child.

Ye Lingyun was also slightly surprised.

But he knew that these five people looked very old, but they still had a long lifespan.

The people in this village are all the same. Their appearance has not changed over the years and there is no sign of aging.

Zhebie stood up tremblingly and pointed at five people to introduce them to Ye Lingyun: "In the whole village, only five of them have seen the foreign beauties."

He turned to the five people and scolded, "Please introduce yourself to the handsome guy. How did you meet these five beauties? When did they leave?"

"Remember this, don't hide anything. If the handsome guy or beautiful girl is unhappy, I will punish you according to the village rules."

His attitude towards the five people was completely different from that towards Ye Lingyun and his group. He reprimanded them harshly, as if they were criminals.

Upon hearing this, the five villagers trembled all over and fell to their knees: "We all say it, we all say it."

"Village Chief, where should we start?"

They were obviously very afraid of the village chief, and even more afraid of the so-called village rules.

Zhebie snorted coldly: "When did you meet the five beauties? Just start from that time."

He pointed to an old woman on the far left: "Let's start with you. Go first and tell us everything you know."

"Then you speak second, you speak third, you speak fourth, and you speak last."

He arranged everything in an orderly manner while paying attention to Ye Lingyun's expression.

He heard the conversation between Ye Lingyun and several women, and knew that the five women who came in might be their master.

He spoke carefully, fearing any mistakes.

The pressure this young man brought to him was too great, and he had no choice but to obey.

As for these villagers, he couldn't be polite.

These people are simple-minded fools who know nothing except eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. They are not worthy of his respect.

Ye Lingyun's eyes were sharp: "Zhebie, you are the village chief here, but it is wrong for you to treat your villagers like this."

"Be polite to them next time, remember?"

"Ah?" Zhebie was surprised when he heard that.

He didn't understand why Ye Lingyun asked him to be polite to these bumpkins.

When he first came here, he was very polite to these villagers and gave them some benefits from time to time.

Later it was discovered that these villagers were not only ignorant, but also extremely stupid.

The way they do things, even the way they work, is so stupid and clumsy that it is simply incomprehensible.

In his understanding, these people don't know anything about eating, drinking, defecating or urinating, and they don't learn from their mistakes.

Many villagers came to him for treatment for simple medical ailments that did not require any treatment at all.

Zhebie explained to them countless times that there was no need for treatment, just rest or do some simple exercises.

But these villagers have pig brains. No matter how we teach them, they can't remember anything and still act like fools.

Zhebie had no choice but to look down on these people and even became the village chief and made the village rules.

He managed these people with ease, and they treated him as an omnipotent god and obeyed his orders.

He looked down on these people from the bottom of his heart; their stupidity was beyond what Zhebie could understand.

But since Ye Lingyun had proposed it, he could only obey: "What the handsome guy said is right. I will be more polite to them in the future."

He didn't understand why Ye Lingyun was like this and couldn't comprehend it.

But he believed it.

If Ye Lingyun stayed here for a long time and thoroughly understood the stupidity of these villagers, he would definitely change his mind.

Then, his tone softened: “Speak, speak slowly, and make yourself clear.”

But even though he said this, the first old woman was still very scared and kept nodding her head: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"But I can't remember when it happened. It seems like it was several decades or even hundreds of years ago."

He stuttered a little because of nervousness: "That day I finished weeding and sat down to rest. I felt sleepy and leaned against a big tree. When I was about to fall asleep, I saw a few more people in the world in front of me."

"I lost my sleepiness immediately. Their attire and appearance are completely different from the people here."

"They all wore robes, looked very good, and had very good temperaments."

"I was a little scared and thought there were intruders, so I went to find the old man and asked him to take a look."

"The old man was also shocked when he saw it, so I asked my son and neighbors to come and see it."

Having said this she wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Perhaps she was remembering what happened at that time, as she was still scared.

Ye Lingyun had a preliminary understanding.

The people here are very timid. When they see outsiders, they can't tell whether they are good people or bad people. They don't know what to do except being afraid.

It seemed easy for Zhebie to control these people.

He sighed softly: "Go on, don't feel burdened."

The old woman nodded, but her face still looked a little scared: "The five women came over and asked me some questions."

"Ask me what this place is, how people here get out, how long have they been here..."

"They always asked a lot of questions, and I was afraid I would tell them all."

"I later found out that these five women were very nice and were not our enemies at all. They just came in accidentally."

“After asking me, they were disappointed.”

"They had no choice but to stay here. They built their own houses and planted crops to cook."

"Well, I also saw them practicing some Kung Fu or something like that when they had nothing to do."

At this point, the old woman sighed and said, "We villagers are the same. We originally had contact with the outside world. We are the natives of Daguang Country. We have lived here for a long time and can go out often."

"But things were different later. Something unexpected happened here. Something appeared around us to block us. We couldn't get out."

"We live here by farming. We don't know the years. We just live like this, one day at a time."

"We don't have much to look forward to, we just have to get by."

Here she paused, breathless.