Fulu Village, this is the name of this small village.
Fulu Village has a small population, just like fifty households, who make a living by farming and fishing.
The wooden houses in the village are located in an orderly row, and the wooden houses are surrounded by rows of fences.
In a hut in the center of the village, Long Ritian fell asleep again on a bamboo bed.
"Wife, why is this guy asleep again? He won't really have any problems with his body, will he?"
an old woman asked worriedly.
"I don't know, but it looks pitiful for this young man. He is alone and still in poor health." The old man said with a sigh.
"Oh, let's take him to the city to see, we have saved some money over the years." The old woman glanced at Long Ritian on the bed and said softly.
Long Ritian opened his eyes slightly, covered his head and sat up.
"Grandpa and grandma, no need, I have some problems with my practice, and it will be fine soon."
He smiled weakly.
"Young man, so you are an immortal." The old man said in surprise.
"It's not an immortal, it's just an ordinary cultivator." Long Ritian shook his head, he didn't dare to say that he was an immortal.
"By the way, grandpa and grandma, with this money, you can use the trustee to go to town to buy more delicious food."
A piece of silver of twelve taels appeared in his hand.
Although the system disappeared, fortunately, the system also helped him put everything in the inventory in a space ring and carried it in his hand.
"Young man, this is impossible," the old man said quickly.
"Grandpa, I live here for free. I don't know how long I will live. I'm sorry to disturb you. You should take it."
He said with a smile on his pale face.
The two old men looked at each other.
"Ah, okay."
The old man no longer refused, and took over the silver.
Seeing that they took the silver taels, Long Ritian smiled, but the smile looked tired.
This soul power was exhausted, half a month later, only 5% was recovered, so he had to fall asleep to restore the soul power.
This soul power, he can't even cultivate, and now the kingdom of God does not have it.
After chatting for a while, he fell asleep again.
For the next six months, he woke up every two weeks, chatted with the elderly, gave them money to improve their lives, and then went back to sleep.
At this time, everyone in the village knew about Long Ritian, and the simple villagers often took some wild animals to replenish his body when he woke up.
Although he didn't need it, he still didn't reject the kindness of the villagers.
Finally, half a year later, he woke up again.
"Finally, it's back." Long Ritian opened his eyes, and a light flashed past.
It's not easy, it's really not easy, it took half a year to recover the power of the soul.
Fortunately, it didn't hurt the soul. If it hurt the soul, maybe he died and he couldn't recover.
"Little Tim, you are awake." An old voice sounded.
"Grandpa." Long Ritian called to the old man with a smile.
During the chat, he told his name, and also learned that the old people's surnames were Yang and Li, grandpa Yang and grandma Li respectively.
"Seeing that you are in good spirits, are you already healed?" Grandpa Yang asked curiously.
"Well, I'm fine." Long Ritian smiled.
"That's good, that's good." Grandpa Yang also said happily,
For the next few days, Long Ritian has been chatting with the villagers or helping them with their work.
He also asked if he wanted to practice cultivation, but he was rejected by Grandpa Yang with this sentence: "If we were young, we might also practice cultivation, but when we are old, we just want to live our life well."
Hearing his words, Long Ritian did not force it, although it was a pity.
Today is the day he bids farewell to the villagers.
"Little Tim, take good care of yourself and be safe."
"Come back here when you get tired outside. This is your home, as well as your grandparents and so many uncles and uncles here."
Many villagers looked at him reluctantly and warned.
"I know my grandparents, I will come back later." Long Ritian also said with some reluctance.