Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

"Ti Shan, where is the expert you mentioned?"

"Keep your voice down, don't disturb the expert!"

From a distance, a clamor could already be heard, the words filled with excitement and curiosity.

Lin Xun's gaze swept over the crowd and landed on an elderly man at the front. The old man had white hair and a beard, though thin, he was tall and imposing, exuding an aura of authority in his every movement.

"Hey!"

When he saw Lin Xun standing in the distance, the tall old man suddenly stopped, the excitement on his face turning to confusion. He hadn't expected the "expert" Ti Shan mentioned to be a young, slender boy.

"Where's the expert? Ti Shan, where's the expert you mentioned? Why is there just a little kid standing here?"

When they saw Lin Xun clearly, the villagers who had followed Ti Shan also looked doubtful.

Ti Shan was immediately embarrassed and hurriedly said, "Everyone, the expert is this young brother right here!"

His explanation only made the situation more chaotic.

"What? You mean this little brat can make your spirit grains flourish? This is ridiculous!"

"Haha, Ti Shan, you've clearly been fooled by this little rascal. He's just a kid, eleven or twelve years old. How can he be an expert? He'll probably just pee on your spirit fields to water them."

"Ti Shan, everyone's spirit fields have been damaged. How can you still have the heart to joke around at a time like this?"

The crowd was a mix of dissatisfaction, ridicule, doubt, and anger, all thinking Ti Shan had been deceived.

After all, Lin Xun looked too young, thin, and pale, and his appearance made it hard to associate him with an "expert."

Ti Shan was flustered, waving his hands and saying, "Everyone, I'm not lying. This young brother said that we can try and see if it works!"

Unfortunately, everyone felt they had been deceived and had no interest in listening to his explanation.

Amidst the chaos, Lin Xun ignored the strange looks from the crowd and walked straight to the tall old man, saying, "If I'm not mistaken, you must be the village chief of Feiyun Village, right?"

"That's right."

The tall old man nodded, his slightly weathered eyes sizing up Lin Xun, but he didn't show any particular emotion, remaining calm.

"Will you agree to my conditions?"

Lin Xun asked.

The tall old man noticed that despite the young boy's youthful appearance, he exuded a calm and composed demeanor that didn't match his age.

This made him feel a bit moved, and he nodded, saying, "If you can do what you claim, I can allow you to stay in Feiyun Village."

When he said this, many nearby people were stunned and asked doubtfully, "Village Chief, you can't really believe this kid, can you?"

At this moment, the tall old man demonstrated the authority of a village chief, waving his hand and saying, "In this world, how can you know if something will work without trying?"

Lin Xun smiled, knowing the situation was settled. He turned to Ti Shan and said, "Uncle, did you bring the food I asked for?"

Ti Shan quickly took out a large piece of dried meat and handed it to him, along with a leather bag filled with water.

Without wasting time, Lin Xun squatted by the field ridge and started eating voraciously. The meat, though not very rich in spirit energy, was seasoned with salt and spices, making it quite tasty.

Seeing Lin Xun eat like a starving ghost, the villagers couldn't help but laugh, becoming even more doubtful. Could this kid be a little beggar trying to get a free meal?

Even Ti Shan couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy, wondering if Lin Xun was lying and deceiving him, which would be a huge embarrassment.

Only the tall old man looked at Lin Xun with a kind and slightly curious gaze. This kid was either a fearless liar or truly capable.

Either way, his calm and composed demeanor was already impressive.

Before long, Lin Xun finished the piece of meat and drank a belly full of clear spring water, feeling refreshed.

"Little brother, should we start now?"

Ti Shan couldn't help but ask.

"Just a bit longer."

Lin Xun looked up at the sky and said casually.

Time passed, and the sky began to darken.

Just as the crowd was about to lose patience, Lin Xun, who had been silent, finally moved. He opened an old wooden box at his feet, skillfully drawing out a two-foot-three-inch, three-finger-wide blue-green short knife, and walked straight into the spirit field.

At this moment, the tall old man's eyes narrowed. He felt that Lin Xun seemed to have an aura that was familiar to him, calm, composed, and focused, making him different from the others and stirring a vague memory deep in his heart.

The tall old man made a quick decision, waving his hand to stop the complaining villagers, "No more noise, wait quietly."

His voice carried an unyielding authority.

Instantly, all the noise disappeared, and everyone's eyes were on Lin Xun, still filled with doubt.

Though they couldn't talk, some villagers exchanged glances and quietly spread out around the spirit field to prevent Lin Xun from escaping.

Lin Xun seemed unaware of the subtle change in the atmosphere. He took out a golden broken bone, about the thickness of a thumb and shaped like a fang, from his pocket.

He gripped the knife handle, using his wrist to scrape the blue-green blade against the golden bone, producing a hissing sound.

Faint golden powder drifted from the bone and fell into Lin Xun's palm. When his palm was covered with a thick layer of golden powder, he stopped and carefully put the bone away.

Then he took a deep breath, squatted down, and used his fingertips to draw on the damp soil.

At this distance, the villagers could clearly see what he was doing.

Lin Xun's youthful, slightly pale face was focused, his eyes calm and clear. His fingertips moved like a strong brush, drawing intricate patterns on the ground, skillfully and naturally, like flowing clouds and running water, a beautiful sight.

The villagers couldn't help but widen their eyes, watching Lin Xun's movements and the faint golden patterns forming on the ground, feeling a sense of shock.

Even if they were dull and didn't understand, they could see that what Lin Xun was doing was something completely beyond their imagination.

His focused and determined gaze, his clean and skillful movements, and the intricate golden patterns gradually taking shape on the ground, all gave Lin Xun an air of mystery.

Many villagers' doubts gradually disappeared, and some were even impressed by Lin Xun's skills.

They might not understand, but it didn't stop them from being amazed by the beauty of what Lin Xun was doing.

At this moment, the tall old man's body subtly trembled, finally confirming something. The seemingly frail young boy was actually inscribing spirit patterns on the ground!

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