Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Seeing Wu Ranchen's calm and unhurried look, Zhou Yiqiao was a little surprised.

As early as on the way here, he imagined thousands of possibilities for Wu Ranchen's hesitation in his mind, but he did not expect that the other party would agree so simply.

"You already know?"

The two of them walked towards the east end of the village in silence. Finally, Zhou Yiqiao broke the silence first.

"Seven Swords goes out early and comes back late every day these days, so I forced him to tell me the truth."

"He is born honest, don't blame him."

Although Wu Ranchen's disguised appearance has gradually aged with the passage of time, the charm in her eyes has not diminished.

The charming glance at this moment can be said to be very charming.

Zhou Yiqiao looked at Wu Ranchen's behavior and knew that the other party had already adjusted his mood, and all the comforting methods he had thought of were out of use for a while.

"fair enough."

Zhou Yiqiao thought to himself, then smiled.

"It's just a matter of morning and evening. How could I blame Qijian for this?"

"Since the saint has no objections, how about we get on the road immediately?"

Zhou Yiqiao was so straightforward that Wu Ranchen was stunned for a while.

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to the villagers?"

Zhou Yiqiao chuckled and shook his head.

"To me, the Taoyuan villagers are just passers-by in life, and there is no special need to say goodbye."

"I have left a letter at the village chief's house. The village chief and others will know the news of our departure early tomorrow morning."

When Wu Ranchen heard this, he stared at Zhou Yiqiao for a long time and said nothing for a long time.

Although she knew that Zhou Yiqiao had a cold heart, she never expected that he would become so cold-blooded.

As far as Wu Ranchen knew, even Qijian, who was a demon clan, had a lot of emotions with everyone during his more than twenty years of life in Taoyuan Village.

Just yesterday, she saw Seven Swords drinking with the hunters in the village, and they were drunk by the mortal wine that had no spiritual power.

Zhou Yiqiao naturally saw what Wu Ranchen was thinking, but he just kept silent and had no intention of explaining.

He knew clearly from the beginning when he came to Taoyuan Village that this place was just a place for them to rest temporarily.

Because of this, he has maintained a clear sense of distance from all the villagers for more than 20 years, and has never developed an excessive bond with anyone.

"Master Zhou is so cold-blooded."

Wu Ranchen suddenly spoke, indeed he had changed his title, and his tone revealed a strong sense of alienation.

Zhou Yiqiao remained unmoved and just chuckled.

"Holy girl, the loneliness on the road to eternal life is something that every monk has to face."

"That's in the future."

Wu Ranchen retorted, obviously not buying what Zhou Yiqiao said.

"By the time we really have to face it, it's already too late."

Zhou Yiqiao spoke again, his expression calm.

"It is said that immortality is about cutting off the world of mortals, but do you cut off the world of mortals so that you can have no worries, or do you cut off the world of mortals because you are afraid of separation?"

His tone was low, like the clear morning mist, making it difficult to hear clearly.

"I don't know how it is for other monks, but at least for me it is the latter."

"Instead of regretting it so much when the time comes, it is better to remind yourself as soon as possible to avoid being too heavy and having unnecessary impact on your longevity."

Wu Ranchen was extremely surprised, as if he was meeting Zhou Yiqiao for the first time.

"Such immortality is just driftwood in the water. What's the point of being alone in the end?"

Zhou Yiqiao seemed to realize that he had lost his composure, a smile appeared on his face again, and he turned to Wu Ranchen and said warmly.

"So that Your Highness the Saint will know that for me, immortality itself is a meaning."

After saying that, he ignored the speechless Wu Ranchen, his figure flashed, and he strode away...

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Zhou Yiqiao and the other two people left in a very secretive way. It was not until the next day, when the octogenarian village chief held up Zhou Yiqiao's letter and announced it in public that the villagers of Taoyuan Village knew that the three people had left.

"Mr. Zhou's distant relatives found them and said they were taking them to live in the capital."

The old village chief gave the letter in his hand to his grandson and asked him to repeat the contents of the village.

After everyone listened to the words in the letter, everyone finally accepted this fact.

"Mr. Zhou's family are such good people. I didn't expect that they would leave so quietly."

"Bah, bah, bah, what nonsense are you talking about? Mr. Zhou and the others have gone to live with their relatives to live a better life. Why can't they just leave?"

"Yes, yes, I have lived a good life. Look at my mouth."

The villagers spoke one after another, all filled with emotion at the departure of Zhou Yiqiao and the others.

Seeing that everyone accepted this situation, the old village chief continued stroking his gray beard.

"Since Mr. Zhou and the others can live a good life, we have no reason to stop them."

"Everyone misses me so much. I still have to live my own life. If there is nothing else, just go back."

"As for the position of Mr. Murakami, I will let my grandson hold it temporarily."

People have joys and sorrows, but life must go on. The gathered villagers gradually dispersed after hearing what the old village chief said.

After everyone left, only Lu Liang stayed there and hesitated without saying a word.

The old village chief asked curiously when he saw the other party opening his mouth several times.

"You're a good man, what's the matter?"

After hearing the old village chief's question, Lu Liangcai finally spoke up as if he mustered up the courage.

"Village chief, can you show me Mr. Zhou's letter?"

The village chief smiled and stroked his beard and handed the letter into Lu Liangcai's hands.

"Liangcai, I have often seen you go to Mr. Zhou's home over the years. I know that you respect Mr. Zhou very much, but you have to look forward."

"Mr. Zhou's family has gone to live with relatives to live a better life. Don't be so sad."

Lu Liangcai looked at the letter in his hand, completely ignoring what the old village chief said.

He memorized every word in the letter and then raised his head to interrupt the old village chief's ramblings.

"Village Chief, can I keep this letter?"

The old village chief was surprised when he heard this. He did not refuse and nodded with a smile.

"Thank you, village chief!"

Lu Liangcai bowed deeply to the old village chief, carefully placed the letter close to his body, and then ran towards his home under the other's gaze.

That night, in the dead of night, when all the villagers in Taoyuan Village had fallen asleep, a half-open door in the village quietly opened, and a strong young man walked out.

The young man looks ordinary and has dark skin, but his eyes are extremely determined.

This person is none other than Lu Liangcai, who appeared strange this morning!

Lu Liangcai left the house, kowtowed three times to his parents, then tightened his bag tightly, gritted his teeth and ran towards the only passage out of the village...