One person: He secluded himself for eighty years and cured Tian Jinzhong.

Chapter 36 Grandpa Su, I want to learn this!

Looking at the perfect core that Su Wuxian had casually "rubbed" out.

The shock in Ma Xianhong's eyes gradually faded, replaced by an almost pathological fanaticism.

That was the fervor of someone who, having heard the truth in the morning, would be content to die in the evening.

"Thump!"

Ma Xianhong was not angry, nor did he call for help. Instead, he knelt down on one knee in front of Su Wuxian.

He cradled the core in both hands, his eyes burning with a intensity that could melt Su Wuxian:

"Uncle Su! No... Master Su!"

"That move just now... that method of instantly bringing inanimate objects to life and perfectly fusing them with Qi... what exactly was that???"

"Is it weapon crafting? Or some kind of lost talisman? Can you teach me?!"

This kneeling left Zhuge Qing, who was standing nearby, dumbfounded.

Brother, you're the cult leader!

Where did all that pretentious air you showed me go?

Didn't you just say you wanted to benefit all living beings?

Why are you acting like a primary school student now?

Su Wuxian was also taken aback by the kid's train of thought.

He originally thought that Ma Xianhong would get angry and start a fight.

I never expected this guy to be such a pure "tech geek." When he saw better technology, he didn't even care about his dignity.

"Will you teach me?"

Su Wuxian raised an eyebrow, took his hand out of his pocket, and waved it away as if shooing away a fly:

"Dream on."

"This is my unique skill. Besides, you wouldn't be able to learn it."

"I can learn it!"

Ma Xianhong panicked and grabbed Su Wuxian's leg:

"If you're willing to teach me, I can show you everything about Biyou Village... oh no, I mean the Divine Machine Refinement! I can even show you the blueprints my sister left behind!"

Su Wuxian shook it in disgust, but it wouldn't come off.

"Master Su, please don't leave! Please stay here! I'll arrange the best house and the best food and wine for you!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Zizai and Wang Zhenqiu at the door exchanged a glance, both seeing the word "speechless" in each other's eyes.

How can this mission be carried out?

The target person is now clinging to the coattails of their own leader and calling him "daddy"?

"Alright, alright, let go, you've got your snot on my pants."

Su Wuxian kicked Ma Xianhong away with a look of disgust.

His eyes darted around, and he had an idea.

Since this kid is so sensible, we might as well take advantage of the situation and back down.

After all, Chen Duo's health needs time to recover.

Moreover, there's plenty of fun to be had in Biyou Village. We haven't even found those twelve top-tier talents yet, so there's no rush to push through.

"You want me to stay?" Su Wuxian asked.

"Yes! I really want to!" Ma Xianhong nodded vigorously.

"Alright."

Su Wuxian stretched and yawned:

"I'm tired from traveling. I'll stay in your shabby village for a few days."

"However, let's get this straight..."

Su Wuxian pointed to Zhang Zhiwei, Tian Jinzhong, and the group of temporary workers behind him:

"My relatives and friends all need to stay in the best accommodations. The food standards cannot be lower than five-star."

"And Chen Duo..."

Su Wuxian pulled Chen Duo, who had been standing quietly to the side, over:

"She'll be living with me from now on. You're not allowed to ask her for any of your random tasks or training anymore. She's my... well, my personal assistant now."

"No problem! I'll do whatever you say!"

Ma Xianhong's mind is now completely occupied with that perfect core.

Let alone Chen Duo, even if Su Wuxian wanted the position of village chief.

He'd probably hesitate for a moment before giving it away.

"Someone come here!"

Ma Xianhong shouted outside:

"Go! Clean up the Listening Wind Pavilion on the back hill! Move in all the best furniture!"

"Also, notify the canteen to slaughter a pig and a sheep tonight! And bring the best wine!"

......

Night, Biyou Village.

The originally grim "extermination war" has turned into a deadly one.

Su Wuxian's meddling turned it into a bonfire party.

Barbecue grills were set up in the courtyard of Tingfeng Pavilion.

Zhang Chulan was miserably acting as a barbecue chef, fanning himself with a large palm-leaf fan.

Feng Baobao squatted down next to him, her eyes fixed on the whole roasted lamb on the rack, drool dripping all over the floor.

Su Wuxian, Zhang Zhiwei, and Tian Jinzhong, the three elders, sat at the main table drinking tea.

Meanwhile, the temporary workers, Xiao Zizai, Hei Guan'er, Lao Meng, and Wang Zhenqiu, sat around a small table nearby, the atmosphere somewhat awkward.

"What kind of mess is this...?"

The man with the clarinet, holding a bottle of beer, sighed helplessly.

"We came here to kill people, how did we end up freeloading?"

"Since we're here, let's make the best of it."

Xiao Zizai adapted quickly. He picked up a piece of tripe and put it into the hot pot with chili oil, then adjusted his glasses:

"Senior Su said we should observe it first. I think it's fine; the tripe is very fresh."

"Observe my ass! You think you can observe tripe???"

Wang Zhenqiu was holding his phone, texting Erzhuang, looking on with a gossipy expression:

"Didn't you guys notice? The way Ma Xianhong looks at Master Su is like he's looking at his first love. I bet five cents he'll come and bother Master Su again tonight."

As they were chatting, Zhang Chulan brought over a plate of grilled lamb skewers, squeezed in between the temporary workers, and said in a low voice:

"Hey everyone, stop focusing on eating. We need to do some thinking."

"What are you planning?" Old Meng asked.

Zhang Chulan's eyes narrowed, and he pointed to several figures vaguely visible in the darkness in the distance:

"Although Ma Xianhong is naive and innocent, the twelve highly talented men under his command are no pushovers."

"I observed this when I went to pee just now."

"That Taoist priest named Zhao Guizhen has a bloody smell about him, which doesn't seem like he's from a legitimate line of work."

"And that Jin Yong, he's been watching us the whole time, his hand never leaving his magic weapon."

"Although Master Su can keep things under control, we can't just treat him like a useless person."

Zhang Chulan revealed his signature sly smile:

"My advisor just secretly sent me a WeChat message and gave me a task."

"What mission?" everyone asked curiously.

"The advisor said that we've got nothing else to do these past few days."

Zhang Chulan imitated Su Wuxian's tone:

"Let's stir up trouble whenever we have nothing else to do."

"Look at these twelve people with superior potential, and see which ones are good and which ones are scum."

"If he's a good person, beat him up and kick him out."

"He's scum..."

Zhang Chulan made a throat-slitting gesture:

"Give it to Brother Xiao, it's an extra meal."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zizai paused slightly in his work of rinsing tripe, a flash of red light appearing in his eyes:

"Senior Su...you understand me so well."

"That Taoist priest named Zhao Guizhen, right? I smelled it when I entered the village... he smelled raw meat on him."

at the same time.

On the other side of Biyou Village, there is a gathering place for those with superior root-like abilities.

Several top-tier individuals were gathered together, creating a tense atmosphere.

"Has the cult leader gone mad? Inviting a wolf into the house???"

A short, sinister-looking Taoist priest named Zhao Guizhen.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"Those guys looked like they were up to no good! Especially that bespectacled pervert (referring to Xiao Zizai), he looked at me like I was food!"

"The cult leader is infatuated with that woman surnamed Su, and now he won't listen to anyone."

Another burly man, Jin Yong, said in a deep voice:

"But we can't just sit here and wait to die. This is our home; we can't let these outsiders destroy it!"

"tonight......"

A ruthless glint flashed in Zhao Guizhen's eyes:

"That guy surnamed Su seems like someone we can't afford to mess with. But those old men, the temporary workers, and that Zhang Chulan..."

"We can try... to find out what's going on."

A night breeze blew by.

The aroma of barbecue couldn't mask the rising smell of gunpowder in the air.

On one side are temporary workers sharpening their knives, ready to pounce.

On one side is the cunning and scheming Shang Genqi.

At the center of this vortex.

That is, the instigator, Su Wuxian.

He was holding a skewer of lamb kidneys and handing it to Chen Duo next to him.

"Here, girl, try this. It's very nutritious."

Chen Duo: "..."