Landing In The Fantastic World Chapter 3 Mysterious Old Taoist

"Ai, this is a good bridge. Yesterday, it was actually broken by the lightning."

"If we want to cross the river in Little Tao Village, we can only cross this bridge. Once this bridge is broken, how will we cross the river in the future?"

"Forget it, this river is not that deep. How about we take off our shoes, roll up our pants and walk over there?"

"That's the only way."

A few villagers wearing plain clothes sighed as they stood by the river.

Wow, are these people all N-PCs in the game?

It was so real that it looked like something from an ancient costume drama.

Mu Yu couldn't help but admire the creator of this game. No wonder he called this a creation-cla.s.s game.

The villagers took off their shoes and carried them in their hands. They rolled up their pants and went into the water, walking towards the other side of the river.

"Don't walk so fast. This old man also wants to cross the river, but it's a pity that legs and legs are inconvenient. You are young, carry me over."

An aged voice came from behind. Mu Yu couldn't help but turn his head to look.

The one who spoke was an old man.

He had the white hair and beard of a crane, and a ruddy complexion like a child. His eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life, and in addition to his neat and tidy daoist robe, he held an immortal plume of a horsetail whisk.

It gave off the feeling of a celestial being, causing Mu Yu's eyes to light up.

"Is this a fortuitous encounter? From a single glance, I can tell that this old man has an extraordinary cultivation. I must seize this opportunity. "

"But what should I say in order for him to accept me as a disciple?"

"Senior, this child has suffered the extermination of his clan since he was a child. I was left alone in this place. I sincerely request senior to accept me as a disciple."

"No way, no way. Isn't it too vulgar to speak of such words? Furthermore, such a cheap lie wouldn't be able to hide anything from an expert of the Dao."

Mu Yu shook his head, feeling vexed.

"Pfft, you want us to carry you across the river, but you don't even have a door."

"Didn't you, this smelly old man, boast that your immortal arts were extraordinary? Wouldn't it be fine if I just rode on a cloud of fog to come here? "

When the villagers, who were currently crossing the river, saw that it was this old man, their tone became extremely unfriendly.

When the old man heard this, he shook his head and sighed, "No matter what, this old man is still your elder. It's fine if you don't help me, but you still dare to be so rude."

Hearing that, Mu Yu slapped his thigh hard.

This was a chance for him. If he were to cross the river with her, he would definitely reward her.

When the time came for him to ask for more, he would become an expert in the dao. He would definitely be someone who would care about his face, so he naturally couldn't refuse.

"Senior, why don't you let this junior carry you across the river?"

Mu Yu walked forward, imitating the tone from the ancient costume drama, and said politely.

"Little brother, thank you. You really are a kind child."

The old man revealed a benevolent smile, and his originally dull eyes instantly lit up.

"I say, little brother, you must not be a local, so don't be fooled by his appearance. He's a big swindler and swindler, who doesn't know the people in the nearby villages."

"Back then, when Aunt w.a.n.g's child was born, he couldn't cry and couldn't even make a sound. This old man claimed that he had unparalleled immortal arts, so he was able to treat the child. Afterwards, this old man found two bugs from somewhere and let the child consume them."

"The child is finally crying, but he's already eight years old, so he can only cry and not speak. He's just like a fool."

"Not only is this old man deceiving others with money, he also harmed quite a bit. Helping him across the river is helping the evil. Later on, he will go to another village and continue his deceit."

The other villagers all advised Mu Yu not to meddle in other people's business, this old man was not a good person.