Villain: Be a teacher to the son of luck

Although the situation of the villagers' sincere gratitude is not exactly the same as Xie Fuyi's original idea, but it has not deviated too much.

After confirming that there were no other evil spirits in the village, Xie Fuyi also entered his house under the leadership of an old man who called himself the "village head".

The village chief's house is near the central square. His house is a simple dwelling built with loess and hardwood.

As soon as you enter the house, the first thing you see is an open space, which is large enough to rest and receive guests. There is a kitchen next to it, which is the kind of earthen stove kitchen that is common in the countryside of the Central Plains.

In the middle of the open space stood a dilapidated wooden table and several chairs.

Xie Fuyi sat on one of the chairs and observed the room——

The sunlight coming in from the windows illuminates every corner of the house.The inside of the house is not spacious or gorgeous, but it is cleaned very cleanly.

Xie Fuyi gently moved his hand on the dilapidated wooden table.However, perhaps because the workmanship was too simple, the wooden table actually shook slightly.

The chair also had an obvious reaction to Xie Fuyi's movements, making a harsh "creaking" sound.

It's truly destitute.
In order to avoid getting in the way, Xie Fuyi retracted the divine artifact [Condensing Light Sword] into his storage space.

The scimitars of the northern Xinjiang cavalry that had been seized and collected before were placed on the dilapidated wooden table, reflecting the sunlight and shining brightly.

Xie Fuyi's demeanor is so elegant, even though Xie Fuyi is in a dilapidated house in the village at this time, anyone who sees this picture will have the illusion of being in the world of gods and gods.

He recalled the surprised expressions on the villagers' faces when they saw him. Was it because his fairy robes were incompatible with them?

Thinking like this, Xie Fuyi was preparing to face the next question in his heart——

That is to negotiate with the village chief about the reward for rescuing the village from the Northern Xinjiang cavalry this time.

Of course, Xie Fuyi's original purpose was not for money rewards, he just followed the system's instructions and wanted to control the "Daughter of Destiny" Chu Yueying.

However, maybe in this world, the so-called "chivalry spirit" does not exist.

I heard that the monks of various sects in the fairy world are generally called "immortal masters" by the mortals. They will collect offerings from the imperial court, or other organizations and families, and then subdue and exterminate the demons that trouble them .

Equivalent exchange, although ruthless, is also reasonable.

If Xie Fuyi didn't want anything right now, it might make the other party suspicious.

"Master Immortal, I have kept you waiting."

After arranging for the burial personnel to handle the corpses of the dead villagers, the village head sat down in the seat opposite Xie Fuyi.Behind him stood the wife of the village chief.

The village head is an old man with dark skin and wrinkled face.

But the body is still very strong, and it can be seen at a glance that the body is exercised by the usual field work.Gray hair, almost more than half of the hair has been dyed white.

Although the rough cotton linen clothes were stained with mud, they did not stink.

Judging from the intense fatigue on his face, it is estimated that he is over 50 years old, but it is difficult to judge his actual age.

And because of what happened in the past few 10 minutes, he seemed to have become even older.

The wife of the village head seems to be about the same age as the village head.

Although she still has the charm of the slender beauty of the past, it may be due to years of hard work in farming that the original beauty is almost gone.

His shoulder-length black hair was damaged and disheveled, looking dull even in the sun.

With freckles all over her face, she is now nothing more than a slender village lady.

"Master Immortal, please use it."

The mayor's wife put a crude cup on the table.

I didn't prepare Zi Anran's part, because she was still contacting Chu Yueying outside, so she wasn't here.

But it's strange to say, why did it take so long to ask her to bring someone over?
Do girls always have endless topics to talk about after they meet?

Xie Fuyi thought to himself, and at the same time waved his hand slightly, politely rejecting the steaming cup of "boiled leaves in white water".

As a monk who has already surpassed the second level of "Bigu" period, Xie Fuyi doesn't feel thirsty at all, so he doesn't need to drink water.

But since I saw her working so hard, maybe I should have declined earlier.

Of course, the so-called hard work refers to the series of things like boiling water and bringing the water over.

Xie Fuyi, who was thinking so much, faced the village chief again, and said lightly——

"Thank you very much for preparing tea for me, but I'm really sorry."

"Master Xianshi, you are too polite. You don't need to apologize."

Xie Fuyi, who bowed his head slightly in apology, made the village chief and his wife feel terrified.

They seemed unable to imagine that the top immortal master who was able to enslave and drive such terrifying monsters as the "Undead Warrior" just now would bow his head and apologize to him.

But this was not surprising to Xie Fuyi at all.

Showing a friendly and courteous attitude to your negotiating partner is definitely a good thing.

"Then let's cut to the chase and discuss the compensation directly."

"Yes. But thank you very much before negotiating!"

The village head bowed his head in thanks, almost hitting his head on the table.

Then the wife of the village chief at the back also bowed her head to thank her, and the village chief continued to say——

"If you didn't come to the rescue, all the villagers would have died. Thank you very much!"

Xie Fuyi was a little surprised to receive such heartfelt thanks.

Looking back on my past life, it seems that I have never received such gratitude
No, I have been thanked by some people before, but I have never saved other people's lives before, so it is natural to have this strange feeling.

Xie Fuyi felt embarrassed to receive such sincere thanks, but he didn't hate it either.

"Please look up."

Xie Fuyi said indifferently, his every move is completely different from the kind of profit-seeking "immortal teacher" that the village head had heard in the past.

".I said it just now, please don't be so concerned. Because I am not helping you selflessly."

"Of course we know, but please let us say thank you. Because your help has kept many villagers alive."

"...Then just pay more. Anyway, let's discuss the reward first. You must be very busy, village chief."

"There is no time that is more important than the time spent on your savior, but I'd rather be obedient than respectful."

The village chief raised his head slowly, Xie Fuyi began to turn his brain quickly, thinking——

What a hassle.

After making full psychological preparations, Xie Fuyi finally opened his mouth and said——

".Then I'll cut to the chase and ask, how much money can you pay me?"