Demon-killing Enlightenment

"No, no, you were not a mute before, you were a fool," Yang Jiao explained hurriedly.

"Am I a fool?" The young man sat up straight, not caring how much his head hurt, and stared at Yang Jiao.

"You have been with us for three years, and you are silly every day. Everyone calls you Bao Shazi." Yang Jiao was obviously frightened by the boy's surprised look and said timidly.

Looking at the girl's flickering eyes, the boy felt that he had not been deceived. He sat down on the ground dejectedly, looking outside the temple without saying a word.

Seeing that the boy was silent, Yang Jiao thought he had become stupid again and hurried to talk to him.

"When mom came to Chenghuang Temple to pick up Xiaodouzi yesterday, she saw that the back of your clothes were torn, so she asked me to measure your size and make you a new one."

"You were lying on the ground when I came. I called you for a long time before you woke up."

After Yang Jiao finished speaking, she looked at the boy's expression and couldn't tell for a moment whether he was stupid again.

After hearing what Yang Jiao said, the boy closed his eyes and tried hard to recall the few memories in his mind.

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"Huh~" After a long while, the young man let out a long sigh. "I don't know what happened in the past. I only know that my name is Mu Yang, Mu Yang basking in the sun."

"Mu Yang, that sounds nice. So your name is not Bao Shouyi." Yang Jiao was very happy to see that Mu Yang did not become stupid.

"Bao Shouyi?" Mu Yang looked at Yang Jiao in confusion.

"That's what you called Bao Shouyi before. The clan leader asked us to call you Bao Shouyi," Yang Jiao said

"Tell me quickly, what I was like before." Mu Yang was obviously very curious about his past self and asked Yang Jiao impatiently.

"That's all I know. My mother told me that you couldn't speak at all when you first came here. You only started speaking in the last year or so, and you only know this one sentence." Yang Jiao also felt Mu Yang's anxiety and told him the truth.

Mu Yang realized that he could not get anything out of Yang Jiao, so he no longer held out hope. His excited heart calmed down, and the severe pain on his head occupied his entire consciousness again.

Mu Yang sat on the ground, holding his hands with his hands, grimacing in pain and breathing heavily.

Yang Jiao also recovered from her shock and hurried to check Mu Yang's head.

"Mu Yang, why do you have two big bumps on your head? Besides falling to the ground, what else did you hit?" Yang Jiao asked anxiously.

Mu Yang rubbed his head and pointed to the crown that had fallen on the statue platform to Yang Jiao. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

"Oh, you are so careless. This City God Temple is so remote. If you get seriously injured..."

Yang Jiao wanted to blame Mu Yang, but when she remembered that Mu Yang was still Bao Shazi before, she stopped talking.

"Hurry, come home with me. You are so badly injured that you can't live in the City God Temple anymore." Yang Jiao stood up and reached out to pull Mu Yang up.

Mu Yang endured the pain, pulled Yang Jiao's hand and stood up, then staggered away after Yang Jiao.

It was already evening when the two of them slowly walked to Yang Jiao's house. There were few people on the street, and the occasional figures they saw were all in a hurry.

"Bang bang bang" Yang Jiao knocked on the door of her own house.

"Oh, you dead girl. I asked you to measure the ruler but you took so long. If you come back later, I will think you were dead outside." Before the door was opened, a woman's voice was heard scolding hurriedly from inside.

The door opened and a sturdy middle-aged woman poked her head out, her ugly face full of anger.

"Why did you bring him here? I asked you to make a piece of clothing, not to feed him. The offerings from the City God Temple are enough for him to eat."

When the woman saw Yang Jiao followed by Mu Yang, she started scolding her without saying anything.

"Mom, mom, Mu Yang is not a fool anymore. He is injured. Come to our house to get bandaged." Yang Jiao explained excitedly.

"Who is Mu Yang? Isn't this one fool enough? You want one more?" The middle-aged woman obviously didn't understand what Yang Jiao meant.

"Mu Yang is him. He is not stupid anymore. He knows who he is." Yang Jiao pulled Mu Yang, who was hiding behind her, in front of her and said.

The middle-aged woman's eyes widened instantly, and she stared at Mu Yang as if she had seen some rare treasure.

"He, you, he, he." The woman spoke incoherently, looking at Yang Jiao and then at Mu Yang, not knowing who she wanted to get the answer from.

"Bang~~~"

Just as the woman was shocked, a loud bell rang.

When the woman heard the bell, her shocked expression instantly turned into caution, and without waiting for Mu Yang to react, she pulled Mu Yang into the house.

Mu Yang was violently dragged into the house by the woman. Just when he was still confused, he saw Yang Jiao also quickly rushed into the house, quickly closed the door and tied it tightly with a red-black thread.

When the middle-aged woman saw Yang Jiao close the door, her cautious expression relaxed and she didn't say much.

After looking at Mu Yang, he turned to Yang Jiao and said, "Take him to the inner room. I'll go tell the clan leader that you're not going tonight."

"Well, Mom, let's go to Xiaodouzi's room to bandage Muyang." Yang Jiao said.

Mu Yang felt confused by the conversation between the mother and daughter, and the bell sound also seemed very strange.

At this moment, the sky became completely dark. Yang Jiao lit a candle and pulled Mu Yang into the inner room.

The light from the candle was very limited, and Mu Yang could not see the road ahead of Yang Jiao, so he could only follow Yang Jiao carefully.

Although it was called the inner room, Mu Yang felt that two people were walking downstairs, and they walked for a long time.

Mu Yang couldn't see the things around him and became more and more nervous. Just when Mu Yang couldn't help but ask Yang Jiao, a light appeared in front of him and Yang Jiao stopped.

The lighted space looks like a bedroom, with a table, chairs, benches, bed, and stove.

"Mu Yang, sit here. I'll go get the bandage tools." Yang Jiao pulled out a stool and went to another room. It was obvious that she was also worried about Mu Yang's injury.

Mu Yang's head still hurt a lot, maybe it was numb from the pain, but he was not too busy to care about other things. He still had the energy to sit there and look around the room.

There was a little boy sleeping on the bed in the room. Mu Yang felt familiar with the boy's face. This should be the little Douzi that Yang Jiao mentioned, Mu Yang thought.

Mu Yang looked around for a while, and then Yang Jiao came back with the bandaging tools. Putting the tools on the table, Yang Jiao looked carefully at the top of Mu Yang's head in the candlelight.

Seeing that there was no sign of bleeding on Mu Yang's head, but only two large swellings, Yang Jiao pressed it carefully with her hands and found that there was no injury to the skull. Only then did she feel relieved.

Yang Jiao applied some ointment on Mu Yang's head and bandaged it with white cloth.

After the bandage, Mu Yang felt a cool sensation on the top of his head and it didn’t hurt as much anymore.

"Where is your mother?" Mu Yang was still feeling uneasy about the tension between the mother and daughter just now.

"Mom went to the tribe leader to ask for leave for me, otherwise I have to go to the tribe training in the evening." Yang Jiao said.

Yang Jiao is in a very good mood now. Mu Yang's sobriety is really something to be happy about.

"Oh, by the way, Mu Yang, my mother is like that, with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Even though she calls you a fool every day, she actually cares about you a lot. The dress you are wearing was made by her."

Yang Jiao was worried that Mu Yang still had a grudge against what her mother said when he entered the room just now, so she explained.

Mu Yang didn’t take what happened just now to heart at all. Instead, he was a little curious about the training that Yang Jiao mentioned.

Just when Mu Yang wanted to ask Yang Jiao, a woman's voice came from behind.

"Your name is Mu Yang?"