Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife

Yan Xiaofeng rolled his eyes and started circulating his spirit energy. He used a wood type skill to grow his spirit plant and set up a bed, table, chair, cabinet, etc. in the room.

"There's no need for the furniture." The little fruit mumbled.

Luo Anmin's wrinkled face trembled, agreeing with Little Fruit's words.

After Yan Xiaofeng arranged the furniture in the room, he suddenly had an interest and went around the room once, this way, he could get a new room and a new set of furniture, which would allow him to directly enter.

After Yin Manfeng caused such a commotion in the Luo Family, he finally alarmed the people in the village. When the villagers saw the Luo Family suddenly have such a brand-new house, they all went up to them out of curiosity.

"Old Luo, why did your family suddenly produce such a big house?"

Looking at the new house, the villagers were curious, envious, jealous, and greedy. Everyone's expression was different.

Yin Manfeng, Ling Junchu and Yan Xiaofeng stood behind Luo Anmin, Little Fruit and Little Bean and watched them silently.

Luo Anmin had lived in the village for a hundred years, so how could he not understand the villagers' thoughts?

Usually, the grandfather, grandson, and grandson pair had no money or influence, were young and old, were often looked down upon by the villagers, and Little Fruit and Little Bean were often bullied by others. With such a weak and bullying person suddenly having such a brand-new house, how could they not think about it?

In the past, he could not see, and his cultivation was crippled. It was one thing for him to not be able to help Little Fruit and Little Bean.

Now that his eyes were clear and he had recovered his cultivation, how could he let the villagers bully them?

"This courtyard was built for me by my distant nephew. They came to find me and not only did they build a house for me, but they also cured my eyes and body. "I am also a cultivator now." Luo Anmin laughed with gratitude.

What?

Old Luo became a cultivator?

Cultivators were existences that people looked up to. Who would have thought that the paralyzed Old Luo would have such a relative.

Oh my god!

Didn't Old Luo know some immortal arts in the future?

The villagers immediately looked at Old Luo in envy. If they had known that he had such a good fortune, they would have treated this grandfather-grandson duo better.

"Old Luo, when did you build this house? I didn't see it this morning. "

They were the lowest level of villagers and had only a vague understanding of cultivation. It was impossible for them to imagine how a house was formed.

Could he have used some sort of immortal technique?

Luo Anmin knew that it would be difficult for the three of them to blend into the village if he didn't explain it clearly, so he explained to everyone: "This is something that my nephew's wife used her spirit energy to cover, it can be completed in an instant."

Everyone looked doubtful.

Yin Manfeng watched everything silently. Her goal was the Sky Realm, she did not want to become friends with the villagers, in order to quickly disperse them, she did not mind using force to intimidate them.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Ling Junchu, Yan Xiaofeng and her suspiciously, she stepped forward and a wall suddenly sprang up from the ground, separating the Luo Family and villagers.

"Oh my god!" There's a long wall on the ground. "

Seeing this wondrous scene, the villagers finally believed him.

They could not afford to offend someone who could build a wall just by stepping on it.

Recalling their attitude toward the three Luo Family members from the past, many of the people present felt their hearts bulging. They hoped that the Luo Family would let them go, regardless of their previous sins.

"Old Luo, we still have things to do, so we'll be leaving first!"

The villagers did not want to offend Luo Anmin, so they left.

"Old Luo, it's rare for your relatives to come here. Treat them well, we'll be leaving first!"

As the crowd dispersed, Yin Manfeng, Ling Junchu, Yan Xiaofeng, Luo Anmin and the ocelot on Yin Manfeng's shoulders all heard their whispers: "Old Luo is too amazing! In the future, no one will bully him anymore. "

"That's right, how did he become a cultivator?"

"If only my child could train with him."

"Stop dreaming, I heard people say that if you want to cultivate, you have to go to the town to open your spiritual roots. Only with spiritual roots can you cultivate, as most of us muddlers don't have spiritual roots."

"I can't say for sure. Maybe my child has spiritual roots?"

"Then you have to go to the town and check for spiritual roots."

"I heard that testing spiritual roots is too expensive. It costs ten crystals (low level crystals) each time. We haven't even seen crystals before, so where did these crystals come from?"

"That's right, a single crystal costs 1000 Purple Coins. Forget about Purple Coins, we can't even collect a single gold coin."

Yin Manfeng withdrew her Spiritual Sense and stopped listening to the villagers prattle on. She said to Luo Anmin: "Grandfather, tomorrow morning, we'll go to town and find the mayor."

"Alright!" Luo Anmin nodded, he had recovered his cultivation now, it was time to plan for the future.

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Yin Manfeng stayed in the Luo Family overnight. On the morning of the second day, before she even had the chance to go to town, a group of villagers came again.

"Old Luo, save me!"

"Old Luo, please uphold justice for us!"

"The one who killed Thousand Blade, he actually stole our money."

Luo Anmin who heard the news frowned and looked at everyone: "What happened?"

"Old Luo, our house has been robbed by outsiders. Not only is the money gone, our food is also gone."

"So is mine!"

"And my home!"

"We've all been robbed."

At this time, an old man walked in front of Luo Anmin. Looking at him, he looked to be about the same age as Luo Anmin, so old that even his face was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum. I heard that you recovered your cultivation and are now a cultivator. Look, can you take back everyone's things? "

Luo Anmin hesitated: "How many people stole your lives?"

"Five or six!"

Luo Anmin sighed: "Even if I managed to recover my cultivation, my strength will only be at the Emperor Level. The strength of an outsider is incredibly strong, how can I fight against five or six people by myself?"

The villagers had never come into contact with cultivation, so how could they know about the emperor and spirit levels? They only knew that Luo Anmin was also a cultivator, and was the same as the outsiders.

Thinking about the things that they lost, they could only hope for Luo Anmin.

Therefore, regardless of whether Luo Anmin had the ability to fight against outsiders, they still wanted Luo Anmin to give it a try.

"Elder Luo, I beg of you, what will we do without the money and food? The whole family must have starved to death! "

"Elder Luo, save us, our family has nothing left to do."

Luo Anmin's face was filled with bitterness. Back then, his family had nothing, so how could they not live on?

These people did not know how powerful the outsiders were. They were forcing him to die!

Just as Luo Anmin was in a difficult situation, Yin Manfeng's clear voice sounded out: "Grandfather!"

Luo Anmin looked towards Yin Manfeng.

Only now did she remember that Yin Manfeng, Ling Junchu and Yan Xiaofeng were also outsiders.

For a moment he felt embarrassed.

"Don't be impatient, I have something to tell grandpa." Yin Manfeng pressured the crowd with some of her Spirit power, making the villagers afraid that she would not dare to act rashly for the time being, and pulled Luo Anmin into the house.