Lu Bai deliberately ignored those resentful looks, coughed lightly, and then said to the village chief again: "Village chief, is there any place in the village that can provide us with accommodation?"

The village chief frowned and thought for a while, then said with some distress: "No, the houses in our village are all owned by someone. Every household has no extra rooms. I think you can't accept sleeping on the same bed with us illiterate and crude people! Or, you won't live separately, right!"

When everyone in the village heard this, they all looked at the village chief eagerly.

They don't even have time to hide now, so how can they be willing to let them step into their territory and sleep on the same bed.

Everyone looked at the village chief, fearing that he would assign them to his own family.

But their eager looks instantly gave them a lot of room for imagination, and when they thought of the appearance of the perverted man and woman before, they instantly got goosebumps all over their bodies.

But even so, their eager look gave the people of Tianyuan Sect the wrong impression that they were expecting to sleep on the same bed with them.

Lu Bai's fellow apprentices felt a chill when they thought about sleeping on the same bed with these vulgar people, and their faces showed an expression of unbearable disgust.

Lu Bai was also feeling uncomfortable, so he didn't speak immediately, but just looked embarrassed. He wanted to wait and see if the village chief had a solution. If not, he would scold his fellow students with the authority of a senior brother, and then take over the village chief's words and move into the villager's house.

But even with his grasp, the village chief did not play the game as he imagined, and directly overturned his chessboard.

This also caused him to regret every time he thought about it.

Just as Lu Bai was about to take over the conversation, the village chief frowned and spoke before Lu Bai in a skeptical but matter-of-fact tone: "Don't you monks have magical instruments? The kind that can provide people with a place to live. I remember that the monks back then all had magical instruments, and they all lived under the big birch tree in the center of the village."

The village chief pointed out the location to them.

That place is the center of the village.

They stood in the courtyard of Qingdong's family and looked in the direction where the village chief pointed. They could also see a quaint but still lush and green birch tree.

The villagers also looked in the direction pointed by the village chief, and at the same time they breathed a sigh of relief. They put their hearts, which had just been lifted up, back into their stomachs.

The village chief was not stupid. He didn't dare to let them stay in every house, for fear that they would notice something. He just said that because he wanted to take control of the initiative and block all their conspiracies and tricks.

After all, they are a bunch of ruthless people.

It is better to arrange them all in one place so that they can always keep an eye on their movements.

Lu Bai looked at the location over there, his face almost turned black with anger.

This was his second Waterloo today.

He wanted to take over the conversation and suggest that they live in the villagers' houses separately so as to get information. But the village chief did not give him a chance to speak. He once again put them on a high pedestal and made him unable to get off the stage.

This time he wanted to just admit it outright.

The village chief once again seemed to have suddenly realized something, and with a look of suspicion on his face, he asked cautiously: "Don't you have it?"

Then he said loudly with a surprised look on his face: "No way!"

After saying this, the village chief looked at them with a pitiful look in his eyes and said with sympathy: "You are in such a miserable situation! I saw that you were dressed better than those people back then. I thought your family background was not bad either, but I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it."

Then, he gave them a long and earnest admonition: "Even though you have spiritual stones, you can't just focus on the external appearance. The external appearance is secondary, strength and magic tools are still more important."

Everyone looked unhappy at what the village chief said. Besides, since the words had already been said, Lu Bai couldn't continue to say no shamelessly.

Just didn't speak.

Duanmu Jin couldn't stand it any longer. When the village chief said that they should sleep on the same bed with these vulgar people, she wanted to stand up and refute, but was always stopped by Xiao Wanshuang. So, she could only glare at the village chief fiercely.

But there was no rebuttal.

Just because she still remembered the warning from the senior brother just now.

For the sake of that rare treasure, she chose to endure it for the time being.

Everything will be settled after they get the news.

Until Xiao Wanshuang let her go just now.

She strode forward, her face solemn, her hands clenched, indicating that she was trying her best to suppress her desire to slap the man away. She just looked at the village chief steadily and said loudly: "Village chief, we have magic weapons. You don't have to worry about it."

She, Duanmu Jin, has never dared to say this to herself since she was a child.

Anyone who dares to say that about herself will have grass on her grave taller than her.

The village chief was frightened by Duanmu Jin's gaze, as if he was being stared at by a sinister animal. It seemed as if it would pounce on him and bite him to death in the next moment.

The villagers also saw Duanmu Jin's look, and they were sweating in their hearts.

I was afraid that these proud children would hurt others if they disagreed with me.

The village chief looked at Duanmu Jin awkwardly, with a half-smile on his face, and said in a dry tone: "You-you have a magic weapon, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Zhang Ziyao had been unhappy for a long time, but he didn't dare to speak without the instruction of his senior brother. Now that Duanmu Jin took the lead, it proved that the senior brother had allowed it.

At this moment, he was no longer afraid. He sneered and retorted: "Village Chief, did you give us a chance to speak? You kept talking non-stop. Are you happy?"

What the village chief wanted to do has been done. Now it is nothing more than an excuse for them to vent their unhappy emotions. It is nothing more than a few ridicules. The village chief feels that compared with what he wants to do, it is still worth it.

The village chief could only explain timidly: "I - I just saw you and for a moment I thought of those great people who could make things happen with a wave of their hands. I thought I could be like that, so I couldn't help but say a few more words."

"Haha." This sneer was accompanied by a blatant mockery, and anyone who was not deaf could hear it.

"You still dream of comparing yourself to those seniors? Stop dreaming. You can't even reach one of our toes, let alone those seniors."

"You are a piece of trash who can't even practice cultivation. Wait for the next life! In this life, burn more incense and pray for a good first child in the next life."

When everyone heard this, their faces suddenly turned red. Then they all lowered their heads in shame.

It's humiliating.

Naked and blatant humiliation.

But they dared not refute, nor were they able to refute, so they could only endure it.

At the same time, they secretly swore in their hearts that they would practice hard in the future and repay this humiliation.

They don't have to wait until the next life.

They can practice in this lifetime.

And, not worse than them.

Lu Bai had not stopped them before because he wanted to teach them a lesson.

Let these ignorant villagers understand that no matter how bad they are, they cannot compare or talk to them.

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