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"I heard that Master Gui Ling has created a new kind of fine wine recently!"

"This fine wine is derived from Qiushui wine. I heard that the fragrance of this wine is even better than Qiushui wine!"

"Hey, have you heard that Master Gui Ling can cure all diseases and can save people as long as they have breath!"

"That is, who is Master Gui Ling? He is a medical fairy who has come down to earth!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, Master Gui Ling is going to start telling a story!"

"I almost forgot, let's go quickly, what will the name of today's story be?"

"What memory, today's story is still the continuation of the last "Purple Emperor and Willow Fairy". I really like that Purple Emperor, and that Willow Fairy, if I can have such a wife..."

...

For a while, the rumors about Gui Ling spread to the surrounding villages.

Winemaking master!

Medical master!

Storytelling master!

Gui Ling was like a miracle, appearing in front of everyone in an incredible manner.

For the convenience of calling, everyone just called him Master Gui Ling, and finally simply called him Master.

Every day before dawn, Chu Yan could see a long queue outside the house. Chu Yan was just an ordinary person now, and the wine he brewed could not supply so many people.

Finally, Chu Yan was also clever and set a topic.

This topic was nothing more than some small questions that tested the mind, but it also stumped most people, and those who answered correctly could drink wine for free. Each of these people who drank the wine was extremely proud. They boasted to everyone that they were recognized by the master.

The art of brewing wine was learned from Qiu Ba, so Chu Yan naturally could not teach it casually.

But Chu Yan was not stingy in the way of medical skills. He did not formally accept disciples, but more and more people came to learn medical skills from him. And as these people became successful in medical skills, except for some difficult and complicated diseases, some minor illnesses no longer required Chu Yan to take action personally, and these disciples could do it.

For a time, with Chu Yan's small hut as the center, there were more and more small huts around Dahe Village, surrounding Chu Yan's small hut.

As for storytelling, Chu Yan tells it once a day, every time it is about to sunset in the afternoon. The reason for this time is that during the day, most men go to farm and most women weave clothes. Only when it is about to sunset do everyone have free time.

Every time Chu Yan tells a story, the two sides of the entire Wuming River are crowded with countless people. Everyone listens to it like crazy, and every time they disperse, they are reluctant to leave.

This night.

Chu Yan sat on the top of the thatched cottage, holding a homemade trumpet made of lotus leaves in his hand, and began to tell today's story.

Everyone was concentrating, and their eyes were all on Chu Yan.

Chu Yan slowly said: "That night, Lin Shan finally saw the true face of the flower fairy, and his heart trembled at that time..."

...

"The flower fairy burst into tears, and her voice trembled, 'Junior brother, it's you!' At that moment, Lin Shan also burst into tears, 'Senior sister, it's me!'"

Chu Yan told the story of his encounter with Hua Mengqi again in the form of a story, which could not help but cause his own sadness.

I owe too many people, and I can't see my wife in the Ascension Realm for a long time.

At this moment, everyone who listened to the story shed tears, and some couldn't help crying. They had never heard such a touching story.

"Master, what happened to the flower fairy in the end?"

"Master, did the flower fairy and Lin Shan get together?"

"Master, please continue!"

...

For a while, everyone spoke up.

"It's getting late, so we'll stop here today. Everyone should work hard tomorrow and see you in the evening!"

Chu Yan calmed down and said.

When everyone heard it, although they still wanted to listen, no one questioned the master's words, and then they dispersed with reluctance.

"Brother Ghost, this is for you!"

Chu Yan jumped down from the hut and was about to walk into the house when a voice sounded from behind.

Chu Yan looked and saw that it was Qiu Ruo, who was holding a pair of cloth shoes in his hand. Even in the night, his blushing face could be seen.

Sigh!

Chu Yan sighed in his heart, but how could he not understand Qiu Ruo's meaning? At this moment, he even saw Chen Shi, who was hiding behind a tree not far away, with a nervous face.

These days, Chu Yan's reputation has spread farther and farther. I don't know how many people want to marry their daughters to Chu Yan. The matchmakers almost broke the door. Chu Yan was helpless about this matter. Many people were kind-hearted, and he couldn't say much. He just said that he didn't want to marry for the time being.

"Qiuruo, your father and I are of the same mind and are ready to become brothers. Now, I am also your uncle. If you have any difficulties, come to me!" Chu Yan said, accepting the pair of cloth shoes.

"Uncle..."

Qiu Ruo's voice trembled, and tears immediately flowed from her eyes.

At first, he was just curious about Chu Yan, but as Chu Yan was different from other outsiders and settled in Dahe Village, and showed his differences from ordinary people, Qiu Ruo became more and more fascinated. Today, Qiu Ruo has reached the point where he can't control himself, so he mustered up the courage to come.

However, he didn't expect this result. Qiu Ruo is also a smart girl. After hearing Chu Yan's words, how could she not understand his meaning.

"I don't want you to be my uncle. I know many people like you. I know I don't deserve you, but Brother Ghost, I like you, I like you..."

Qiu Ruo cried and turned away.

Chen Shi, who was hiding behind the tree, rushed out and looked at Chu Yan with anger. Chu Yan said to him calmly: "Catch up with her and fight for your happiness!"

Chen Shi was slightly stunned, then a little gratitude appeared in his eyes, and he turned to chase Qiu Ruo.

"Qiu Ruo is a good child, why don't you..."

The person who spoke was Qiu Ba, who looked at Chu Yan with complicated eyes.

He had never thought that the young man in front of him was so powerful. He learned his winemaking skills in just one month, and he had his own profound understanding of changes. Healing people's diseases, telling stories... He had no jealousy in his heart for the person in front of him, only admiration.

Chu Yan said calmly, his eyes were extremely calm: "Brother Qiu also knows my identity. This place does not belong to me. I can accompany her for a lifetime, but she can only be a passer-by in my life. Besides, I already have a family..."

"Thank you!"

Qiu Ba said this, not knowing whether he was talking to Chu Yan or to himself.

In the night, Chu Yan stood alone in this place that did not belong to him, looking at the moon in the sky.

Although this place did not belong to him, he had found his place here and had integrated into Dahe Village.

"Even if I enter the world, I will put everything aside. In this life, I will live like this..."

At this moment, Chu Yan smiled.

He walked back to his little hut, lifted the lid of the wine jar, plunged into the wine jar, and drank the wine to his heart's content...

The slightly cool wine surrounded Chu Yan's nerves, and the last bit of the complicated noise in the world of cultivation also dissipated. When he looked up, there was no wine in the wine jar, but Chu Yan was completely calm.

That night, he was drunk!

The Thunder Turtle crawled out of the wine jar, drunk, and lay on Chu Yan's body and fell asleep.

At this moment, a feeling of drunkenness slowly grew in his heart.

From this day on, Chu Yan had to drink a jar of wine every day. Others drank from jars, but Chu Yan used wine jars. Such things are also amazing.

When telling stories, Chu Yan always sits beside the wine jar, drinking a bowl of wine while telling stories.

The saying that the master likes wine has also spread.

Because Chu Yan has never charged any fees for wine, medical treatment or storytelling. But everyone wants to repay Chu Yan, and every day they send some fresh fruits, vegetables, and meat just brought back to Chu Yan. Chu Yan's life in Dahe Village continues peacefully.

One day, someone came.

This person is a person in the city. Although he is just an ordinary person in the city, his status is much higher than that of the people in the village.

"Master, it is a pity to stay in this small village. Why not come to my Xiaoyao City? The city lord has already said that if the master is willing to come, he will definitely treat the master as a guest of honor. Even the city lord's sister can be betrothed to the master. Master, you see..."

The envoy who came to recruit people said politely to Chu Yan.

Chu Yan's reputation has spread to many cities.

Everyone looked at Chu Yan with a gleam in their eyes. In the dozens of villages around, no one wanted Chu Yan to leave. Now they couldn't do without this young man.

"I have decided to spend the past hundred years in Dahe Village. I appreciate your kindness!"

Chu Yan spoke lightly.

The messenger frowned and was about to speak again, but Qiu Ba stood up and said coldly: "Get out of here!"

Qiu Ba's name is known to everyone. He is a person who understands artistic conception and is at the same level as the city lord. The messenger dared not say anything and left.

Everyone smiled when they saw that Chu Yan did not agree.

"Xiao Lingling, you are such a good child. Grandma didn't make a mistake about you!"

A gray-haired old man smiled.

"Master, you are so good to us!"

A middle-aged man said.

"Master brother, tell a story, tell a story..."

A five or six-year-old child said in a baby voice.

…

“Haha, okay, today, let’s continue to talk about the battle between the Son of Prophecy and the Blood Clan…”