"No, there's nothing strange!"
The old village chief seemed to wake up from a dream, hurriedly waving his hand and said, "This Daoist, there's nothing strange in our village, nothing at all."
"Nothing huh."
Mo Huai'an felt a bit disappointed and had to say, "Then I won't disturb you any longer."
While learning his craft at the mountain gate, he heard many stories from elders and fellow disciples about exorcising and guarding the Dao.
He always longed for such experiences.
This time, venturing out into the mortal world for training, Mo Huai'an had imagined more than once how he would vanquish demons, banish anomalies, and save innocent civilians from danger.
But now, he couldn't find the opportunity.
Quite a letdown!
"Please stay, Daoist!"
The old village chief quickly said, "Both of you have traveled far and wide and the day is drawing to a close. Why not stay at my home tonight and set off tomorrow morning?"
Mo Huai'an instinctively looked at Zhang Yuan.
