If Ye Yuan could hear the thoughts of the crippled Daoist at this moment, he would definitely hear these words.
"If I'm guilty, please punish me instead of torturing me like this!”
Yes, this was what the crippled Daoist was thinking.
He had wishful thinking that after his eavesdropping behavior was discovered, Ye Yuan would definitely not let him off easily.
For example, Ye Yuan was actually going to make tea for him now...
What was Ye Yuan's identity, and what was his identity?
At the very least, it was a figure in the True Immortal realm who personally brewed tea for him. How shameless would he have to be to accept it calmly?
If Ye Yuan had a cold face and spoke more seriously, he would feel more at ease.
However, Ye Yuan was always warm and hospitable along the way, which made him unable to figure it out and gave him a strong feeling of suffering.
So he stopped pretending. He couldn't hold it in anymore. If he wanted to kill or cut her, it was up to him!
Teasing?
Punishment?
What was all this?
Ye Yuan was confused by the crippled Taoist and asked with a frown.
"What is the Taoist priest trying to say?"
The crippled Daoist went all out and said it straightforwardly.
" I don't know the immensity of heaven and earth and tried to eavesdrop on you. I was wrong in the first place. I'm willing to accept your punishment, but please don't make fun of me anymore…To be honest, I'd rather have decades of my cultivation cut off than suffer like this. It's like there's a sharp blade hanging over my head at all times, and I don't know when it will fall…”
At the end of his speech, the crippled Daoist revealed a bitter smile.
Hearing this, Ye Yuan finally understood why the crippled Daoist was so cautious along the way. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"No wonder Taoist Priest didn't speak much along the way. I didn't expect that he had this matter in his heart.”
Ye Yuan shook his head and said.
"Although Daoist Priest's suggestion is somewhat inappropriate, this Ye will not be angered by this matter.”
"When I spoke, I was speaking in public, so it wasn't considered private…Moreover, there was nothing that I couldn't say or do. So what if someone heard it?”
"Don't you think so?”
The crippled Daoist was startled, but he said without thinking.
" You are right, sir. There is nothing wrong with your words and actions, especially the 'theory of demon immortals'. Not only did it wake up the little demons, but it also made me admire you greatly…"
His words were sincere.
The crippled Daoist admired him from the bottom of his heart.
Who said that demons couldn't become immortals?
Immortals were definitely not empty shells that had strength but no mental state. They only knew how to fight and kill to show off their strength. True immortals, in addition to their own cultivation, must also have an immortal heart... If one's mental state was perfect, they could become immortals!
Humans were like this, and so were demons!
With these words alone, Ye Yuan could be the teacher of the demon race in the world. He had almost pointed out a path that had never been seen before.
"Since that's the case, why should I be angry?”
Ye Yuan smiled and said.
"There's nothing that can't be said to others. I think that everything I do is open and aboveboard.”
"Sometimes, I even wish that more people would hear my words.”
"Hehe, for example, don't you feel acknowledged after hearing these words? In this way, I have one more bosom friend. I'm so happy that I can't even wait. Why would I be so petty as to deliberately tease Taoist priest?”
His words stunned the crippled Daoist.
He did not expect Ye Yuan to say such words.
Free and easy, genuine and sincere.
Seeing Ye Yuan's sincere smile, the crippled Daoist felt relieved, but at the same time, he felt a strong sense of shame. He covered his burning face with his sleeve and said.
" Sir, you're so shameless that I feel ashamed. It seems like I've misunderstood you…"
He only felt awkward and wished he could find a hole to hide in.
When Ye Yuan saw this, he found it funny and could not help but laugh out loud.
"It seems that the Taoist priest has also realized his mistake. Since he knows his mistake, he naturally has to apologize.”
The crippled Daoist said without hesitation.
"How do I apologize? Please speak your mind."
Ye Yuan clapped and said with a smile.
"Three cups of wine will do!"
After saying that, he pointed at the old locust tree and said.
"Why don't you have any eyes? Why don't you take out the good wine I've hidden?”
The leaves of the old locust tree rustled.
In a moment, he took out two gourds and sent them to Ye Yuan with branches.
This was the Monkey Wine brewed by the golden monkey.
Previously, the little white fox had sent over a gourd. After Ye Yuan tasted it, he felt that the taste was not bad and praised it.
After the little white fox heard this, it would bring a gourd of Monkey Wine every day.
Ye Yuan simply let the old locust tree act as a wine cellar and temporarily kept it.
Now that a distinguished guest had arrived, he was naturally not stingy with taking it out.
"Please take a look, Daoist Priest. This is the Monkey Wine of the Monsters of Green Screen Mountain. It is made from hundreds of fruits and old wine. It can be brewed in seven years…Although it is not a precious spirit wine, it has a different taste.”
Ye Yuan opened the seal, and a faint fruity fragrance floated out, making people fall for it.
Even the young girl who did not drink alcohol had her eyes lit up when she smelled the alluring fruit fragrance.
"Haha, Mister is too polite. I'm already sick of drinking the Hundred Grass Wine of Danxia Mountain. Today, I'll try Mister's wine. I'm sure it won't disappoint!”
The crippled Daoist hesitated for a moment, then decided to let go completely. Ye Yuan was really sincere, making him involuntarily let down his guard. How could such a senior do this? If he still didn't know what was good for him, then it meant that there was something wrong with his brain, and people with brain problems obviously couldn't become real people.
The crippled Daoist was originally a carefree person. Now that he was no longer suppressing himself, the alcohol craving in his throat had also been hooked up. He picked up a wine pot very wildly and directly put it into his mouth. He took a big gulp and then praised.
"Although it's fruit wine, it doesn't lack the taste of alcohol. Good wine, good wine.”
That's more like it!
Ye Yuan had long seen the wine gourd hanging from the crippled Daoist's waist. This person was indeed a wine lover.
He invited the crippled Daoist to sit down and shouted loudly. He asked the neighboring village to run around and buy a few dishes to go with the wine.
As the two of them toasted, their relationship quickly became familiar.
The crippled Taoist was a true cultivator of Dao. He was free and easy to make friends with. He was only restrained by distracting thoughts before. Now that he had let go of his restraints, he showed extraordinary elegance.
Ye Yuan the Second had never seen such a person. As they chatted, he developed a good impression of the crippled Daoist.
"This Danxia Mountain is really amazing. A random disciple actually has such elegance.”
Ye Yuan sighed in his heart. As expected of the orthodox Dao Sect.
However, he was wrong.
Although Dan Xia Mountain was not bad, there were not many people like the crippled Daoist.
This was a real person.
Not everyone could be called a true person.
However, the crippled Daoist did not say that he was a true person from the beginning to the end. He only considered himself a disciple of Danxia Mountain, so Ye Yuan was unlikely to think of it in this way.
However, the crippled Taoist did not deliberately hide it. He just felt that to Mr. Ye, the real person was not a big deal at all. He was probably no different from the peddlers outside the door…In that case, what was important about his identity?
There was no need to mention it.
This formed a beautiful misunderstanding.
After drinking to his heart's content, the crippled Daoist was slightly drunk and seemed to be somewhat unrestrained. However, his rationality was still clear. He waved his hand and pushed the girl in front of Ye Yuan as he spoke.
"Mister, this woman is called Du Ning 'er and is a disciple of the small path. She is usually spoiled. If she has offended you, please forgive her.”
"Master!"
Du Ning 'er pouted as if she was dissatisfied with the crippled Daoist's evaluation of her being " spoiled ". However, she was just a little girl acting coquettishly, so she knew what was important. She turned to look at Ye Yuan and bowed respectfully.
"Ning 'er greets Mister Ye."
Ye Yuan chuckled. He knew that the lame Daoist had suddenly introduced his disciple because he wanted Du Ning 'er to leave a good impression in front of him. He was not a person without EQ. He was about to praise her, but when his gaze landed on the girl, he became slightly solemn.
"Eh, there seems to be something strange about this child?”
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