Versatile Mage: Invincible from the Fire of Disaster

Chapter 180 I am the village chief!
"Village Chief, has that devil left?"

Seeing their village chief return safely, the villagers of Hua Village couldn't help but run out of their homes and ask.

Originally, they all hid because they were afraid.

"He's the wizard who saved our village! How can you call him that?" Several young villagers who came back with Xie Sang spoke up for Lin Ming.

"What do you young people know?" An old villager with a white beard and a face full of wrinkles angrily scolded the young people. "Anyone who can control the dead must be a devil! This must be God's retribution for what we did back then! He sent the devil to take us away!"

After saying that, he slowly walked to the ancient stone well in the center of the village.

He fell to his knees with a plop!
"Now we can only survive by begging for the blessing of the well god!"

After saying this, he immediately kowtowed towards the ancient stone well.

"Alright! Get up! That young man isn't a devil sent by God to take our lives. He's just an undead mage!"

Xie Sang shook his head and sighed softly at the old man in front of him.

This white-bearded old man is the oldest generation in the village. Even the village chief Xie Sang has to call him Sixth Uncle, so his status in the village is not low.

"Undead? Is there such a magic system?"

The villagers in the village were a little stunned, obviously they had never heard of this legal system.

The young villagers were more accepting of it, but the older ones found it difficult to accept.

After all, in their opinion, controlling the undead is the devil's ability!
The white-bearded old man stood up, dusted himself off, and walked towards Xie Sang with a hunched back.

"Since you said that, I guess you have solved everything." He looked at Xie Sang and asked.

"The master wizard will take Fu Da away soon, but he is willing to take us to the ancient capital." Xie Sang nodded.

"Heading for the ancient capital! Ha! We've lost the protection of Kunjing now! Wouldn't going out be like courting death?" An old villager sneered, "If all else fails, we can hide under Kunjing and live! Even that's better than going out and dying!"

Although the water of Kunjing can no longer protect them, the undead will still not approach Kunjing!

"Whatever you say." Xie Sang snorted coldly.

In his opinion, these old stubborn people would definitely not be willing to leave the dangerous village, and he had no intention of forcing them to leave.

He doesn't care about these old people who are the same age as him or even older than him, and he has no way to care about them.
But at least let the young people go out! Leave blood for Huacun!
"I'm going to get some water from Kunjing for the wizard."

As he spoke, Xie Sang prepared to go down to Kunjing to fetch the water from it.

But suddenly, a skinny arm grabbed him!

Xie Sang turned around and saw that his sixth uncle was glaring at him!

"You're going to give the water from Kunjing to outsiders!!!"

Uncle Six looked at Xie Sang and scolded him.

"Yes." Xie Sang nodded.

"You're crazy! Our Hua Village has protected the water of Kunjing for so many years! You actually want to give it to an outsider! If you do that, you will be cursed by Kunjing!"

They are the guardians of the Kunjing water, and generations of inheritance tell them not to let others get the Kunjing water!
"You're still worried about these things at this time! The water of Kunjing can no longer protect us! Don't you understand? The most important thing now is to survive!"

Xie Sang shook him off and stared coldly at his sixth uncle.

"That won't do! This is our ancestral teaching! This is the village rule!" Uncle Six grabbed his gray beard with one hand, opened his mouth and shouted angrily, like a dying, angry lion!
Unexpectedly, Xie Sang just gave him a cold look, and connected the light blue star track in his hand.

A water guard appeared in front of the two.

"Then change it! Uncle Wu, I am the village chief!"

After saying that, he slowly walked down into the Kunjing!
"Bang!" The skinny arm hammered on Shui Yu!
But it didn't work. Uncle Wu glared at Xie Sang who had entered Kunjing and cursed

"You'll regret this! Xie Sang!"

On the other side, Lin Ming was communicating with Zhang Xiaohou.

Su Xiaoluo fell in front of the undead horse, staring blankly at the huge undead horse and Lin Ming and Zhang Xiaohou on it.

Just at this time, Xie Sang came back and brought a bucket of Kunjing water.

The large barrel looked like a drinking water barrel. However, Lin Ming didn't care and simply waved his hand to draw the water from Kunjing!

"Thank you, village chief." Lin Ming said with a smile.

"No, it's my honor to help Master Mage." Xie Sang said with a smile.

After that, he pointed at the people following behind him and said to Lin Mingdao
"These are the people who wish to follow you to the ancient capital. I hope you can protect them."

Lin Ming looked up and found that most of them were young people.

And there aren't many of them, it looks like there are no more than twenty.

And they were all the people who didn't clamor for Lin Ming to stay.

It should also be affected by the undead summoned by Lin Ming.

After all, in their eyes, Lin Ming, who could summon the undead, was no different from the devil!

"Okay, then follow me and don't waste time."

With that, Lin Ming prepared to take the people from Huacun away.

"Master Mage, please take good care of them!" Xie Sang nodded and suddenly bowed to Lin Ming.

This surprised Lin Ming a little. He turned to look at Xie Sang and asked doubtfully:

"Won't you come with me to the ancient capital?"

As a mid-level mage, Xie Sang would definitely not refuse to leave with him just because he was a necromancer.

And he should also know best what kind of disaster this village will face if it loses the protection of Kunjing water. This is not something he can contend with!
"I..." Xie Sang was slightly stunned, and a smile suddenly appeared on his old face: "I am the only mid-level mage in the village. If I leave, then the people in the village will really have no hope."

Is this your responsibility as a village chief?

Lin Ming couldn't help but look at the old face and gently touched his chin.

While thinking, Lin Ming turned his hand slightly, and a small sword appeared in his hand.

"Go ahead!" Lin Ming threw the small sword to Xie Sang: "This is a demon-slaying tool. It's your reward for the water from the Kunjing Well."

Taking people away is out of kindness and has nothing to do with personal gain.

This demon-slaying weapon was exchanged for the water from Kunjing, and he didn't want to owe anyone anything.

This small sword is just a low-level demon-slaying tool, powerful enough to kill an advanced servant in seconds.

It’s nothing to Lin Ming, but it’s a treasure to Xie Sang!
Xie Sang took the small sword, and his pupils suddenly dilated!
He couldn't imagine that this extremely expensive demon-slaying tool was given to him like this!
"Thank you, Master Mage!" Xie Sang fell to his knees in the mud with a plop.

Lin Ming didn't say much, just turned and left.

And the people from Hua Village behind him quickly followed!

(End of this chapter)