I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

Chapter 39 This is what happened...

"Ouch! I was so scared..."

My aunt's voice came from outside. Lin Qingzhi and others turned around and saw that it was the four pilgrims who had returned.

The four people were in good health and had no problems. This was because when Lin Qingzhi took action, he noticed the four people and had been protecting them. They were just a little depressed and frightened.

Originally, Lin Qingzhi could have blocked the four people or erased their memories.

But thinking that this is a world of advanced martial arts, it is better to let everyone see these things. When similar things happen in the future, they will be able to stay calm and think that this is just an ordinary thing.

Because, they have him as their backer, so they don't have to be afraid of these things...

"Mom, grandma, what happened to you..." Sun Linlin asked her mother and grandmother with some confusion.

"Oh! Don't say it. Today, I went to Taohua Temple with Qingzhi's aunt to ask for help in building a house. Who knew that the abbot of Taohua Temple was actually a demon? I heard from the adults in the night watch that all the crimes that happened here recently were committed by that abbot.

Just wanting to live forever, what a sin! The thing is...

...He's lived to such an old age, yet he's not as open-minded as an old woman like me. I know I'll die of old age, but he, a Buddhist, still wants to live forever."

As soon as the grandmother heard what her granddaughter said, she immediately started talking about everything that had happened to her today.

My aunt would also interject a few words.

The story was told in such a way that Lin Qingzhi could not have imagined that his grandmother actually had the potential to be a storyteller.

"Old lady, are you okay?"

After hearing the last part, grandpa immediately asked worriedly.

In this life, if my grandfather had to say who he felt most sorry for, it would be my grandmother, because when he was studying in his early years, it was my grandmother who supported the family. So when he heard about this, he hurriedly walked forward to ask.

"It's okay, we're all fine, didn't I say that? In the end, we were saved by an immortal who came from nowhere. That immortal summoned a bolt of lightning and killed that person..."

When talking about the mysterious master who saved them, my grandmother looked grateful and admiring.

"Then we really have to thank that immortal! Otherwise..." The little cousin patted her chest and said with some fear.

"That's right, Ni'er, do you think we should set up a longevity tablet for that immortal at home and worship him morning and evening? Maybe the immortal can bless us!" Grandma patted the back of my aunt's hand and said.

"Mom, you're really thoughtful. When my man comes back, I'll ask him to do one..."

The two of them started discussing as if no one was around.

He didn't even notice that his grandson/nephew had a strange expression on his face.

Good heavens, if I let these two continue discussing this, I’ll definitely shorten my life!

"Grandma, aunt... stop overthinking it. The immortal is probably doing this for the safety of Ping'an Town. Besides, you set up the memorial tablet without the immortal's permission. What if the immortal gets upset if he finds out..."

Lin Qingzhi hurriedly persuaded.

"Qingzhi, what you said is not right! How could there be someone who doesn't want the people to set up a longevity tablet for him? This is a great thing!" said my aunt.

The grandmother beside her also nodded.

They have seen how happy those officials are when someone helps them set up a longevity tablet after they do a little good.

"Grandma, aunt, everyone in this world has their own preferences. Maybe the immortal just doesn't want others to establish a longevity card! After all, he didn't show up, didn't even leave his name, it's definitely not right for people to know about his existence. Just keep your gratitude in your heart."

"Qingzhi, what you said seems to make sense!" Grandma nodded.

Then she turned around and asked her grandfather, "Master, what do you think about this tablet? Should we set it up or not..."

"Just listen to your grandson! We'll just keep it in mind and not establish it." The grandfather listened to the conversation between several people, looked at his grandson strangely, waved his hand and said.

But he knew that his grandson was now learning martial arts.

And there is also a mysterious master.

So, this immortal who saved his wife and daughter-in-law could be his grandson’s master!

If that's the case, it's better to listen to your grandson, after all, he is the closest person to the immortal.

Sun Yu would never have thought that the person who saved his wife and daughter-in-law was his grandson who was smiling and acting as a chair.

"Okay, then I'll listen to the master. By the way, should we listen to the date calculated by the devil from Taohua Temple or not?" Grandma felt a headache when she thought of the date given by the abbot.

"It's okay, grandma, just listen to what he says! You see, in the past, people from many villages in our town went to him to calculate the date, and nothing happened. He did those things just to seek immortality. He wouldn't lie to ordinary people like us. After all, he also wants to accumulate virtue, right..."

"That's right. Okay, let's start construction in three days. Ni'er, let's go cook! Qingzhi and Xiaoyao'er are hungry too, and Dazhen and Huaian should be back soon."

"Okay, Mom..."

Looking at the backs of the two people, Lin Qingzhi felt relieved. This was good enough. He no longer had to be worshipped like an immortal by his elders.

Although it won't really shorten my lifespan, the thought of that scene makes me feel a little uncomfortable. Moreover, my grandmother might really drag me to go burn incense together, which makes me feel even more uncomfortable.

"Qingzhi, what's wrong with you? You don't feel well..." On this side, the grandfather noticed his grandson's condition and asked with some confusion.

"It's okay, I just thought of something, so I was a little distracted."

"What's wrong with you today? You're always distracted..." Grandpa looked at Lin Qingzhi with a puzzled look, then muttered as he walked towards Lin Fan's seat.

After this incident.

Lin Qingzhi and others spent a leisurely and warm period of time.

As time went by, a similar wooden house was built not far from Lin Qingzhi's house.

That was my grandfather’s new home. Because my grandfather said he wanted to open a private school in the village, people from every household in the village came to help.

In this world, there are two ways to succeed: one is to learn martial arts, and the other is to learn literature.

As the saying goes, the poor are good at literature, but the rich are good at martial arts.

They were just ordinary people and had no money to support the children in the village to study martial arts. At most, they would ask some hunters in the village to help lay the foundation.

That is to say, exercise the body. Those with better talents may be able to enter the first or second level of body training, but this is already the highest level they can reach.

Unlike the village chief Lin Yuan, who had an adventure when he went out to explore the world in his early years, this allowed him to cultivate to the acquired realm.

When a warrior reaches the fourth level of Qi Refining, he needs to use many medicinal herbs to train his body.

This is not something they can supply.

The second path is different.

You can still make a name for yourself by learning literature. Even if you don't have talent, being able to read and write and find a job in town is better than those peasants or fishermen who rely on the weather for their livelihood.

Learning literature actually costs money, and pens, ink, paper and inkstone all cost a lot of money.

Although it is not as scary as practicing martial arts.

But not many people can afford it.

Now, Lin Qingzhi's grandfather, Mr. Sun, the scholar, said that he would open a private school for free to let the children in the village learn to read and write.

How could they not be grateful? When they heard that Mr. Sun was going to settle down in their village and was still building a house, the strong men in the village came to help without asking for money.

Cutting down trees, peeling their bark...

Even my uncle was pushed away by them when he wanted to work.

With everyone in the village coming to help, the house was built quickly.

After Lin Qingzhi went to the mountains and caught several prey, everyone in the village had a delicious lunch.

The village became peaceful again. Farmers worked on their farms, fishermen fished, and hunters hunted...

It seemed that the village would remain peaceful forever.

But, one morning.

Two people dressed as monks appeared at the entrance of Linjiang Village. Today happened to be the first day that my uncle and aunt went to the town to sell braised meat.

Braised meat was a business that Lin Qingzhi taught his uncle. After the new house was built, Lin Qingzhi taught it to his uncle and aunt so that they could have a good livelihood and support their family.

Lin Qingzhi had an ox cart at home.

Early in the morning, my uncle and aunt drove a bullock cart to my town. As soon as they arrived at the village gate, they met the two monks.

"Amitabha! My two benefactors, may I ask you a question?" One of the monks stopped the carriage and asked my uncle.

"Monk, what's the matter..." asked my uncle with a frown.

Ever since he heard that his mother and wife were almost killed by the old monk last time, his uncle has developed a dislike for monks.

The monk frowned slightly at Sun Zhen's address, but thinking of asking more questions, he had to suppress his discomfort and asked, "Sir, I wonder if a group of barbarians appeared in your village some time ago."

"Why are you asking this..."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhen immediately became alert. Could it be that these monks were also accomplices of the barbarians? Their village was completely massacred by those barbarians.

I haven't heard any news from the barbarians recently.

It is estimated that they have been destroyed by the strong men of Xia Country.

So, these monks came to take revenge.

Sun Zhen was not a person who knew nothing. As soon as he saw the way these two people were dressed, he knew that they were monks from the barbarian tribe. Both their clothes and their attire were unique to the barbarian tribe.

"Amitabha! Two of my fellow apprentices are missing, so I want to ask you, the donor."

The monk spoke slowly.

"Great! It turns out that the two monks from the barbarian tribe are your fellow apprentices..." Before my uncle could say anything, my aunt pointed at the two monks and shouted with a frown.