World Traveler

"Xiao Yixian, why are you still out so late today?"

"Master, let me call Brother Xiao."

"Okay, be safe!"

"Ah."

"Hello, Sister Xiao Yixian."

Liang Youshi looked at the children around her who greeted her and nodded in response.

When Yanan first heard the name "Little Medical Fairy", he thought he was recognized, but he didn't expect that the title of Little Medical Fairy belonged to Leung Yau-Sze.

Because she has good medical skills, good looks, and is usually very polite, the villagers in the village call her the Little Medical Fairy.

Fine.

Oh, since I’m in seclusion, I must change my name. After all, it would be bad if I use Yanan’s name to cause trouble again and attract the attention of that little girl.

So, Yanan suddenly had a brain twitch...

"what's your name?"

“…Xiao Yan.”

Fortunately, they were not interested in Yanan's past life, otherwise, Yanan would have planned to tell them a story of thirty years in the east and thirty years in the west.

Soon, the two came to a house filled with the smell of herbs. This house was much larger than any other house in Murakami.

"Master, I'm back."

Hearing the noise, an old man who was squinting at the bamboo slips in the candlelight raised them up. After seeing that it was his disciple who had returned, he put the bamboo slips down.

He stroked his long beard gently.

"I'm glad you're back. Let's go eat first."

Dinner in Yanan seemed to be quite sumptuous, with pickles, steamed buns, porridge, vegetables, and a soup made from a small fish.

Although it is not as good as the delicacies from land and sea that he had in the past, Yanan doesn’t care and doesn’t care what he eats.

After a simple meal, the old man first took Yanan's pulse, then praised him for his good recovery, and asked his disciple to check Yanan's pulse for future experience.

After the old man and Yanan chatted for a while, they finally got down to business.

"Young man from the Xiao family, I've been observing you for the past month. I know you weren't an ordinary person before, but I've also noticed that you don't have so many messed-up thoughts. Since that's the case, then you've ended up in our village, so just live your life in peace."

Yanan echoed from the side.

"You are right, old man."

The old man looked through the bandages wrapped around Yanan's body, shook his head slightly, as if regretting something, but still spoke.

"In that case, if you trust me, then tell me what skills you have. Then I can introduce you to a woman."

"Although you look... well, if the old man comes forward, he can still introduce you to a villager who is frugal and suitable for living with."

Yanan naturally realized that the old man seemed to really want him to find a girl from Murakami and spend the rest of his life here in peace and stability.

The old man may have felt sympathy for Yanan partly because of his appearance, or it may be because as the village chief, he is responsible for the village.

Anyway, no matter what the reason was, Yanan did not feel any malice from him.

But marriage is a big deal... Two figures flashed through Yanan's mind, and he shook his head to reject his kindness.

"Thank you for your concern, but I already have someone I love."

"As for a special skill..."

After hesitating for a moment, Yanan picked out a part and briefly explained it.

"I've read a bit and practiced some martial arts before..."

"Oh?"

The old man's eyes lit up and he said.

"Have you read the book?"

"I can read and have read some miscellaneous books, but I have never dabbled in the imperial examinations or the Four Books and Five Classics."

"Yes, being able to read is enough."

Don’t think that the environment that Yanan was in before did not have such high requirements for culture.

But Yanan had been in a high-end dungeon before, and now he had truly experienced the low-level dungeon for civilians, so it was naturally different.

In the face of sectarianism, knowledge is not open.

These days, knowledge is still in the hands of a small group of people in the upper class, and ordinary people basically can't read or write. In this world today, it is very rare to find a literate person.

"Young man from the Xiao family, there are still some ignorant children in the village who are naughty and climbing around all day long. It's not a good thing. If you don't mind, why don't you teach them to read and write?"

"The village can't afford a decent stipend right now, but if every household in the village contributes a little to your meals, it won't be a problem. What do you think?"

It’s not that the old man is unwilling to teach personally, but because he is already old, and he suffered a lot of injuries when he was young. Now his health is getting worse every year, and he really can’t take on the task of teaching and educating.

As if afraid that Yanan would not agree, the old man quickly added.

"You don't need to teach them any knowledge, just let them recognize a few words."

After saying that, the old man looked at Yanan expectantly.

After thinking about it, Yanan nodded and said.

"Just let them all come. Teaching them to read and write isn't a problem."

Hearing this, the old man finally smiled and held Yanan's hands with both hands.

"Okay! That's settled then. I'll call them all here tomorrow. You have the final say on how to teach them. If there are any disobedient children, you can beat and scold them as much as you want, as long as they don't get hurt. If anything happens, I, the old man, will explain it to them."

The old man chatted with Yanan for a while, and before leaving, he asked Yanan to take away the wild vegetables he had picked in the mountains today.

Even if Yanan rejected his kindness, it didn't stop him from forcing it in.

After Yanan left the village chief, he looked back at the house behind him, and his expression became a little complicated.

In fact, the people are still very simple, aren’t they?

Anyway, Yanan was slightly touched.

Is it because I have a kind heart? Or is my faith in the Tao not strong enough?

Alas... maybe it's because these familiar scenes remind me of my childhood...

After standing there and staring for a while, Yanan let out a long breath, then walked towards his house with his hands behind his back.

Medical magical powers...

It can bring the dead back to life, and contains the means to cure all diseases in the world...

So is this a disease?

Arriving at the doorstep, looking at the thatched house that had just been built today, Yanan suddenly thought of something and then laughed.

My supernatural power governs living beings, not the world.

However, after achieving great success in cultivation, there shouldn't be any problem in using magic power to heal people, right?

haha~

I don’t know if this is a sudden enlightenment, but the magic power in Yanan’s body has indeed become stronger.