Ye Fan believed that in the next few days, this place would not be peaceful. There would be many battles and more Eastern Wasteland sects would arrive. The entire ruins would be stirred up by the Fiend Monarch's Yin Tomb.
Looking back, one could still see the bloody light soaring into the sky from the direction of the ruins.
"Whether the Ancient Wasteland Tower is in the Yin Tomb or not, it has nothing to do with me …" Ye Fan was already very satisfied. Right now, he needed to find a peaceful place to calm down and cultivate.
The strange beasts and birds gathered at the edge of the ruins had already dispersed. When Ye Fan walked out, he did not see any ferocious beasts or birds.
At this moment, the sky was filled with stars and the moon hung high in the sky. Night had already fallen.
When Ye Fan passed by the Spirit Ruin Paradise, he did not hesitate and left with large strides. It was time to leave. Although he had left behind some broken Buddhist artifacts from the Great Leiyin Temple, he did not plan on going back to retrieve them. If he ran into Elder Han, it would be troublesome.
The most important Bodhi Seed was with him. Even if he temporarily lost those broken Buddhist artifacts, he did not feel it was a pity. After all, his life was more important.
Ye Fan was very fast. He rushed out of this mountain range overnight. The danger zone behind him was getting further and further away. However, he did not truly relax.
Three days later, Ye Fan appeared two thousand kilometers away. Along the way, he had been eating and sleeping in the open, moving cautiously and stealthily. He had almost never entered a city, always walking in the wilderness. Only now did he let out a sigh of relief, his heart gradually calming down.
It was already late at night. The clouds covered the moon and stars. It was exceptionally dark. There were many lights in front of him. A small town was in sight. Ye Fan felt that he had reached a safe area and there was no need to run anymore. He walked forward with large strides.
When he got closer, he discovered that this could only be considered a small town. At this moment, most of the people were already asleep. Only a few lights were still flickering.
Ye Fan walked into the town and circled around. Finally, he found a small shop in a remote corner that was not closed yet.
This was a very small restaurant. There were only seven or eight tables inside. The tables and chairs were clearly quite old. They were all polished and had a glossy luster. They looked antique and very clean.
"Uncle, what food do you have? Quickly bring some over."
The shopkeeper was an old man with white hair. His face was full of wrinkles, and he looked like he had been through a lot. His clothes were patched up, and he didn't seem to live a good life.
The old man was somewhat surprised to see an eleven or twelve-year-old youth walking out alone at night. However, he still replied with a kind smile, "There is only half a roast chicken, half a plate of beef, and some steamed buns."
"Alright, bring it over."
"Wait a moment, I'll heat it up for you." The restaurant was too small, and the old man's living conditions were not very good. He was the shopkeeper, the waiter, and the chef.
Not long after, a fragrant roasted chicken and half a plate of braised beef were served. Ye Fan's saliva almost flowed out. Over the past year, he and Pang Bo had been vegetarians. There was almost no meat in the Spirit Ruin Grotto-Heaven, so the simple food in front of him made his stomach growl.
He quickly grabbed the bowl and chopsticks, bit the snow-white steamed bun, tore off a chicken drumstick, and started wolfing it down. At this moment, he felt that the most delicious food in the world was nothing more than this. All the delicacies of the land and sea were pushed aside and were far less satisfying than the few dishes in front of him.
"Don't rush. Eat slowly. Drink some soup to moisten your stomach. Don't choke." The old man brought over a bowl of hot soup and kindly reminded.
"Thank you, uncle. Your culinary skills make my appetite growl in admiration." Ye Fan said with a lisp while stuffing food into his mouth.
Judging from Ye Fan's attire, he didn't look like a child from a poor family. However, at this moment, he was wolfing down the food. The old man was somewhat surprised. He rolled up his patched sleeves and picked up a rag to wipe the already clean table and chairs. He smiled and shook his head. "You're too hungry. Now, no matter what you eat, it'll be very fragrant and sweet."
"Grandpa, why haven't you closed yet …"
At this moment, a five- or six-year-old girl walked out from the house. Her clothes were patched up and she was dressed very simply. She had two braids and looked very cute. Her face was as red as an apple.
"Go to sleep first. We'll close in a while."
The little girl looked at the food on the table, her big eyes unable to move away. She quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and subconsciously nodded her head, agreeing, "Oh."
Not long after, Ye Fan had already finished all the food on the table. He stood up and said, "Okay, uncle, prepare to close." As he spoke, he reached into his pocket. However, he felt a little awkward. He had forgotten that he didn't have any money, nor did he have any gold or silver items. He couldn't pay the bill.
"Little brother, are you having a hard time with money?" The old man was experienced and immediately saw through his embarrassment.
"This … I really didn't bring any money."
"Ah, here comes another bad guy." The girl next to him widened her eyes and looked like she was about to cry. She stared at Ye Fan and said, "You guys are too bad. You eat for free all day and only know how to bully me and Grandpa. We can't even eat for ourselves …"
As she said that, she looked at the chicken bones on the table. Her eyes immediately turned red. "Grandpa said that if there were no customers, he would leave a chicken leg for me … In the end, you're eating for free and are also here to bully us."
The five- or six-year-old girl pouted, her long eyelashes trembled, and tears immediately rolled down her cheeks. Her rosy cheeks were covered in tears, and she used her patched sleeves to wipe her tears.
It was obvious that their living conditions weren't very good. They were often bullied.
"Little sister, don't cry …" Ye Fan was really embarrassed and ashamed. This old and young pair didn't seem to have it easy. Their lives had already fallen into a predicament.
"It's okay. Little brother, don't blame yourself. I can see that you're different from those hooligans. You're not someone who eats for free. You must have really forgotten to bring money. " The wrinkled old man pulled the girl aside and said, "Don't cry. Grandpa left you a piece of chicken and half a steamed bun. I won't let you go hungry."
"Grandpa …" The girl immediately cried and said, "I'm not doing it for myself. It's because Grandpa hasn't had dinner either. We've been bullied by those bad guys all day. We don't have any savings left. What should we do every day like this …"
When Ye Fan saw that the old man and the young man's clothes were all patched up, and when he heard these words, he felt his heart ache. His heart was deeply touched, and his nose felt a bit sour.
The ordinary life of an ordinary person was full of bitterness and sweetness. This old and young pair's affection and helplessness touched him for a long time.
"Little sister, don't cry. I'm not a bad person. Although I don't have money, I have some things here that should be enough to make up for this meal." Ye Fan took out a small jade bottle. It was a bottle of Hundred Herbs Potion that he had exchanged for in the trial outside the ruins.
"This is a good piece of jade. It's too expensive. I can't accept it." The old man shook his head and said, "Everyone has difficulties. Little brother, if you pass by this place in the future, just make up for it."
Ye Fan sighed. The old man's life was so poor, but he still had such a strong character. He felt a trace of respect for him and said, "Please accept it. This is nothing to me."
"It's too expensive. I really can't accept it. Everyone has difficulties when they are outside. Little brother, you don't have to blame yourself." The old man's hands were full of calluses. He firmly pushed the jade bottle back.
Ye Fan saw that the old man refused, so he could only take it back.
"Since you don't want it, I'll stay and help you do some manual labor." At this moment, he had nowhere to go. He found that the old man was very simple and kind, so he decided to stay for the time being. He would concentrate on his cultivation and help the old man along the way.
The five or six year old girl lowered her head and looked at her toes. Her big eyes were red. She whispered, "We don't even have food to eat …"
Ye Fan squatted down and touched the little girl's head with pity. He said, "I won't be a burden to you."
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