After transmigrating into the book, I became the little sun of the crazy villain.

A large group of them, all talking amongst themselves, stuffed whatever they were holding into the arms of the three of them.

Yun Zhao was confused for a moment, and a huge pile of things were stuffed into his hands.

Looking at the dark gray cakes, rough insoles, and unknown flowers and plants in his arms, Qi Yan's eyes flickered, and he said to Yun Zhao, "Zhao Zhao, since they are so enthusiastic, let's accept them."

As soon as he spoke, the villagers quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, accept it."

Yun Zhao felt that this scene was somewhat familiar. When she met Qi Yan's eyes, she knew what he wanted to do.

Moved, she said, "My goodness! This is the first time I've ever seen such a simple and honest village with such hospitable villagers. I'll accept it so as not to disappoint them."

"Alright, we're leaving now. Take care, everyone!"

As he spoke, Yun Zhao picked up his things and prepared to leave, but the villagers were not happy about it.

The uncle who was handing out the dry rations sighed and said, "Young lady, you don't know this, this is the last of my family's food."

The old woman massaging the soles of the shoes said, "Sewing shoe soles is so hard work, my back!"

The villagers who were selling local specialties said, "These specialties grow on cliffs, and it's very dangerous to pick them."

"..."

Others also had their own opinions, but the central theme was the same: their things were very valuable.

Bai Lingxiao sensed something was wrong and quickly said to Yun Zhao, "Zhao Zhao, put the things down and let's go."

As soon as she finished speaking, the villagers hurriedly refused, saying, "How can this be? The things have already been given away; how can you return something that has been given away?"

Yun Zhao nodded in agreement, "Senior sister, they are right."

"Gentlemen, I know your things are very valuable. You are so kind to us, and I can't bear to refuse them!"

so--

Yun Zhao gave Qi Yan a wink, then used his spiritual power to separate the villagers and said with a smile, "We'll shamelessly accept it, and we'll always remember your hospitality."

As she spoke, she pulled Bai Lingxiao away.

The villagers were pushed aside by a gentle force. Seeing that the three of them were about to get out of their encirclement, they immediately abandoned their politeness and blocked their way.

"Young lady, young master, we have given you all our possessions. You look like you are from a wealthy family, so please help us out!"

"We don't need much, just enough to make a living. After all, the dry food and shoe soles we make don't come from thin air."

They feigned sympathy while making gestures to ask for money, saying, "We don't need much, just ten mid-grade spirit stones each."

Bai Lingxiao's lips twitched. This isn't enough?

Ten mid-grade spirit stones are indeed not a lot; they can certainly afford them, but it depends on what they're buying.

All the items brought out by these villagers, if added together, could be bought with a low-grade spirit stone.

Seeing Yun Zhao's eyes darting around, she knew what she was up to, so she kept quiet and prepared to watch her performance.

After gathering his emotions, Yun Zhao began his performance, "What! This is actually all your wealth, waaaaah, I'm so moved I could die!"

"Don't worry, we will cherish your kindness."

She listened selectively, ignoring all the villagers' requests for spirit stones.

The villagers were unwilling to give up. One of the older women sighed, "Girl, we're so poor, we're almost starving..."

"what!"

Yun Zhao stared in astonishment, "You're actually getting married again?!"

aunt:"……"

How can such a young girl be even harder to hear than her?

The uncle pushed past the old woman and said earnestly, "Young lady, grinding the grain for making dry rations is so difficult, my hands..."

"what?"

Yun Zhao said, his words tinged with disbelief, "Uncle, you're a man, and you're ordering male models!"

Uncle: "..."

Although I don't know what a male model is, I always feel some pain in certain parts of my body.

The child delivering the local specialties burst into tears, crying, "Brothers and sisters, my family is so poor we can't even afford to eat..."

Yun Zhao interrupted him with a loud scream, "You, you, you are actually a murderer!"

Everyone: "..."

The villagers realized that Yun Zhao simply didn't want to give them spirit stones, so they stopped pretending and used the kitchen knives and sticks they were holding as weapons, glaring menacingly at Yun Zhao and his companions.

"Stop talking nonsense! Hand over the spirit stones, or you're not leaving!"

Yun Zhao glanced at the people present; not a single one of them was a capable fighter. He wondered how they could have said such things.

She ignored them, threw down what she was holding, and pulled Qi Yan and Bai Lingxiao to leave.

Seeing that they were being ignored, the villagers became enraged and all rushed forward.

Five seconds later, a circle of people collapsed on the ground.

Qi Yan glanced at the elderly and children still standing there, "Get out of here! I don't bully women, children, or the elderly, but if the situation is special..."

Before he could finish speaking, the villagers helped each other up and slunk away.

Yun Zhao glanced at the village with annoyance. "I thought it was a peaceful little village, but it turns out to be a shady business. Let's go."

Although these villagers are vicious, they are still ordinary people and have no blood on their hands. Cultivators who kill ordinary people will increase their karmic burden.

Upon reaching the village entrance, the village chief appeared out of nowhere, his clothes wrinkled, looking as if he had just woken up.

"Gentlemen," the village chief stopped them, his face full of apology, "I just heard about what happened earlier, and as the village chief, I apologize to you on their behalf."

"They're so desperate for money that they did such shameless things. Please don't hold it against them..."

Yun Zhao didn't take his words seriously. "Since the village chief knew what they were doing, why didn't he stop them beforehand? Aren't you sure it's too late to apologize afterward?"

"We can't be bothered to argue with them, but if you anger others, what will happen to your village? I don't need to tell you, do I?"

"Yes, yes, yes," the village chief said, embarrassed. "I know, and I've taught them a lesson. They promised not to do it again, but last night they got me drunk and, while I was drunk, did those things again..."

The village chief wasn't lying; he did indeed smell of alcohol.

He said apologetically, "Thank you for your magnanimity in not holding it against them... Oh, by the way, if you are looking for your friends, why don't you go and take a look in Anning Town?"

“Anning Town is the only place to stay besides Misty Town. Since your friends are in this area, they should stop in Anning Town to rest.”

Yun Zhao and the other two exchanged a glance and decided to go to Anning Town to look for Gu Dinghan and Meng Wenchang.

Seeing that they were heading towards Anning Town, the village chief watched their figures disappear from sight before turning back to the village.

I was thinking of paying them off to avoid trouble, but since they don't know what's good for them, let them suffer in Anning Town!

Thinking about how the injured villagers would have to spend money on medical treatment and recovery, the village chief looked displeased, went home, took out a carrier pigeon, and released it.