All the Planes Knelt and Begged the Villainess to be Humane Chapter 1667: Clay Doll Cultivating Immortals (2)

Chapter 1667 Clay Doll Cultivating Immortals

They looked around, and finally saw the clay doll sitting on the small tree, only the size of two palms.

The clay doll sat firmly on the thin branch, and the branch did not shake at all, nor was it bent and dropped to the ground, which was obviously not easy.

In the miraculous scene just now, and the clay doll that suddenly appeared, the two mothers and sons instantly understood that this was their savior.

The woman knelt down and kowtowed with the boy, with tears of gratitude in her eyes: "Thank you, Mr. Nixian, thank you, Mr. Nixian, for saving our mother and child."

"Thank you, Lord Nixian." The boy knelt straight and kowtowed vigorously to the clay doll, with a serious face, "Where is the temple of Lord Nixian? Kid Ke Xuduan, if he can gain fame, glory and wealth in the future, he will do it for him." You build a golden body. If your life is mediocre, you will clean the temple every month and repair the temple once a year. This is to repay your life-saving grace."

"We will never forget Lord Nixian's life-saving grace. Please also ask Lord Nixian to tell you where the temple is." Luo Fenglan continued.

Clay dolls are kind-hearted, and the rescued two mothers and sons are so grateful to repay their kindness, and they are very pleased: "I was moved by your mother-child relationship, and I don't need you to reciprocate."

When the two mother and son heard this, they were a little bit reluctant, and asked for the address of the temple, otherwise they would not leave today.

The clay doll has cultivated in the mountains for an unknown number of years, and has never been down the mountain, so not many people have met. . Facing such an enthusiastic mother and son, it was a bit difficult for a while, and finally talked about her situation.

"I was born to live in the mountains. I am a clay sculpture washed out by the rain, so there is no temple. You don't have to worry about it. You can leave now."

When the mother and son heard this, they became even more reluctant.

The saviors don't have a temple, and they still have to sleep in the mountains, how can they leave with peace of mind?

However, the mother and son are very poor, and they eat wild vegetables and fruits to satisfy their hunger on weekdays. If not, they would not have come to the mountains to collect herbs.

"Nowadays we don't have the ability to build a temple for Lord Nixian, but Lord Nixian is petite, so we can still build you a shelter from the rain." Luo Fenglan said, this is the result of their discussion, "Wait until you have Be more generous, and then find someone to gradually repair it, if my son can be successful in the future, I will definitely build a spacious residence by Lord Nixian."

Seeing that the mother and son were persistent, the clay baby agreed this time.

In fact, with her ability, a temple to accommodate the mud body is still within reach. But I am grateful for the sincerity of the other party, so it is not easy to refuse.

The mother and son spent some time building a small temple, just big enough to accommodate the clay dolls.

During the period, the clay doll also knew the situation of the mother and the child.

Luo Fenglan's husband died of illness. In order to treat the illness, the family sold the land and then sold the fields, but they still failed to save him.

Now there is no land, no family property, and the life of the two mothers and children is difficult.

Fortunately, backed by this mountain, it was not the time of war and famine, and I could still find some food in the mountains, and I could still gather herbs and wild fruits to sell, barely surviving.

The clay doll kindly pointed out a way for them, saying that the medicinal herbs grow well there.

After being guided by the clay dolls, the mother and son picked a lot of medicinal materials.

The clay doll didn't take this matter to heart. The next day, Luo Fenglan's mother and son came again, this time with many gifts.

From this day on, every time the mother and son went into the mountains, they would bring something to the clay doll.

End of this chapter

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