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    And a whole month has passed, Mo Yaya has not encountered a single danger, and the hardship seems to be starvation.

    Mo Yaya didn't think much about it, just thought it was because she was lucky, or because her sister in the spirit of heaven bless her.

    A few days later, Mo Yaya walked into a village where dozens of families lived.

    The villagers are very warm and kind. When they saw Mo Yaya, who was dirty and hungry, a family hurriedly took her into the house to take care of her.

    Mo Yaya's body really reached the limit. Seeing how enthusiastic the villagers were, she took advantage of the trend to cultivate in the village for two days.

    Mo Yaya, who was helped, finally ate a hot meal and slept on a bed with a quilt. She was so moved that she cried non-stop.

    Especially the meticulous care of the villagers made Mo Yaya think of her late sister Liu Chuyao.

    Since Da was born, apart from Liu Chuyao, it seems that only the villagers have treated him so well.

    Two days later, Mo Yaya's physical condition has not recovered as before, but she still got out of bed impatiently.

    A six- or seven-year-old boy happened to walk into the room, looked at Mo Yaya who got out of bed, and asked in confusion, "Sister, where are you going?"

    Mo Yaya scratched her head and fooled: "Uh, my sister wants to move her body..."

    She can't say that she is going to find an immortal, right?

    "Sister, have you recovered? Then let me take you to the village!"

    The little boy was a little happy when he heard the words. He had been wanting to play with Mo Yaya for the past two days, but the adults always said that Mo Yaya was in poor health and it was inconvenient to get out of bed and move around.

    Mo Yaya agreed without much thought. She also wanted to see everyone in the village, and by the way, she would say thank you to everyone.

    That day, the boy took Mo Yaya to run a long way, not just to hang out in the village, but to go to places that many boys think are fun.

    Among the waterfalls in the mountains, among the stone forests, and on the top of the mountain overlooking the scenery, the weak Mo Yaya was so tired that she was about to collapse, but she still followed the boy.

    It was not until it was dusk that the boy took Mo Yaya to stop at the top of the mountain to look at the scenery, and he also noticed that Mo Yaya seemed to be very tired.

    The boy blamed himself quite a bit, and asked unconvincingly, "Sister, did I make you unhappy..."

    Mo Yaya was sweating profusely, slumped on the ground, and said with a smile, "How come, Yaya hasn't been so happy for a long time, the little fish in the stream, and the scenery here are so interesting!"

    She didn't lie, she really hadn't played like this for a long time. When she was in a small town before, she didn't even have a friend of the same age.

    Hearing the words, the boy immediately showed joy, and said excitedly, "Sister, do you feel the same way? Then can you come to play with me often in the future?"

    Mo Yaya was stunned, and suddenly fell into silence.

    I hadn't thought about it before, but after hearing what the boy said, if she stayed in the village all the time, it seemed like a very good choice.

    Everyone in the village is very good. There is no intrigue and no need to worry about their livelihood. More importantly, Mo Yaya can still have playmates like boys.

    Mo Yaya pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

    Mentioned the name, the boy immediately raised his chest and introduced it in a serious manner: "My name is Li Xiaohai, adults call me Xiaohai, but I think I am the sea, Li Dahai."

    Mo Yaya got up and patted her buttocks, nodded and said, "Well, Xiaohai, let's go back quickly, your parents should be worried."

    "What Xiaohai, you are at most two years older than me. You should also call me Dahai... No, sister, you haven't answered my question yet. Can you play with me often in the future?"

    "Xiaohai is Xiaohai, one year or two years older than you is also older than you."

    Mo Yaya smiled, turned and walked back.

    "Sister, you are like this again, you haven't answered my question yet, eh, wait for me..."

    "Hurry up, hurry up, it will be dark if you don't go home."

    Mo Yaya made a face at Li Xiaohai, but instead quickened her pace.

    After turning her back to Li Xiaohai, Mo Yaya's eyes showed a touch of melancholy that did not belong to her age.

    To be honest, it is really good to stay in the village, but Mo Yaya can't, she still has to go to the immortal, and she has to walk a hundred miles.

    Only after walking a hundred miles to find the immortal can she save her sister.

    The next day, Mo Yaya got up early, ready to say goodbye to everyone in the village, and continued to walk the hundred miles of land that Jiang Zhige said.

    However, Mo Yaya just got up and walked out the door when she suddenly noticed that several older men were practicing boxing not far away.

    Boxing makes Huo Huo feisty, and every move is quite chivalrous.

    Mo Yaya showed curiosity, walked over with small steps and asked, "Uncle, you are amazing, are you immortals?"

    The commoner man who was questioned by Mo Yaya couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then laughed: "We are just practicing boxing to facilitate hunting or something, Xian, that is the existence in the legend, the earth shakes when you raise your hand, I don't know if there is any. I know."

    "legend?"

    Mo Yaya was quite puzzled, but she had clearly seen the real fairy.

    On that day, Jiang Zhige could turn night into day with a wave of his hand, even more immortal than immortal.

    The commoner man was also interested when he saw it, and asked with a smile, "Yaya, do you want to know what a fairy is?"

    Mo Yaya's eyes lit up, and she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

    "The immortals and immortals have the same longevity as the sky, and they are on the same level as the sky. They either rise up into the clouds and fly without wings; or they ride dragons and ride the clouds, and they build the heavenly steps; It is to sneak into the rivers and seas, soar to the famous mountains; or to breathe in the breath, go out of the world and not know it, or to hide it and not be able to see it.”

    "And this is only 1/10,000. The word immortal is far from what ordinary people like me can understand."

    The commoner man's face shows yearning, immortal immortals, as long as they have heard of it, how many of them will not give birth to yearning?

    It's a pity, not to mention becoming an immortal, almost no one has seen it.

    "Speaking of immortals, there is a legend in our village that as long as you can pull the sword in the center of the village, you will have the qualifications to become immortals, but for so many years, no one has been able to pull the slightest bit."

    "Yaya, do you want to try it?"

    The commoner man looked down at Mo Yaya, always feeling that this girl who accidentally walked into the village was very special, maybe she could really pull up that sword.

    "If you pull it out, can Yaya become an immortal?"

    "That's not necessarily true, there are just some possibilities."

    The commoner man shook his head. After all, it was a legend, and he didn't dare to give Mo Yaya a ticket.

    Mo Yaya held two small fists and said seriously: "Yaya wants to try it!"

    If drawing a sword can really become an immortal, then she may not need to walk a hundred miles to save her sister on her own.

    "Deceiving Kangxi"

    The commoner man didn't think much about it, and then he took Mo Yaya to the center of the village.

    After arriving at the center of the village, an iron sword with its unremarkable appearance came into view.

    The iron sword was covered with weeds, and the body of the sword was rusted.

    Mo Yaya's expression was still firm, no matter what, she had to give it a try.

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