Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

Chapter 113. 'Amnesiac' Monkey
This rain lasted for three days.

They stayed in the cave for three full days.

During these three days, Asharuya also asked Mo Fan about some things. Unfortunately, Mo Fan did not seem to be very cooperative.

For example, she wanted to know why Mo Fan practiced, but Mo Fan had no intention of telling her at all.

If I answer whatever she asks me, wouldn't that be very embarrassing?

"The rain has stopped, we can go on the road." Follower Ali came back from outside the cave and said to everyone.

"Why, you still want to go to Huacun?" The short man looked at these people.

"Yeah." Mo Fan nodded.

Asharuya nodded as well.

"I'm talking about you two. I know that you are outstanding in strength, but I have long heard from others that there is a evil abyss near Huacun. If we accidentally step on the evil abyss, hundreds of lives will be lost!" The short man said said.

"Either return the money or lead the way, you have no choice." Mo Fan said with a smile.

When he heard about the refund, the short man immediately shook his head to refuse.

Money back?
There is no way I can get my money back in this lifetime!

So, in the end, he could only continue on his way.
The journey to Hua Village was rare and peaceful. We also encountered groups of undead spirits, but we managed to get through them safely by using gray garlic.

However, after arriving at Hua Village, everyone was confused by the deserted village!
Walking into the village, the village path was in a mess, with destroyed wooden houses, scattered haystacks, and some brown bloodstains.
It was obvious that this place had been attacked, but it was a little different from the previous village. At least the village still existed.

"Oh, I'm so thirsty. I hope this well is not dirty." The short man saw a well in the center of the village and ran over immediately.

Poking his head down, what the short man saw was a dark well. Just when he was thinking about how to bring the water up, a face suddenly came out from the well and almost touched the short man's face. Together.

Both faces were frightened. The short man sat back and fell down, and a heavy "pop" sound came from the well!
Everyone turned around and knew there was someone in the well when they saw the short man's appearance.

After fishing out the man who fell into the well, the wet young man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that they were all alive.

"Are you Hong Jun?" The strong man recognized the young man and hurried over.

"You are...oh, you are a seedling from the next village!" Hong Jun recognized the strong man.

"What happened to the village? Why is there no one there? Do you know where all the people from Yangyang Village have gone?" said the strong man Fang Miaomiao.

"I don't know where the people in your village are going, but I have to go down and say hello to everyone first. If we don't come out for air, everyone will be suffocated." Hong Jun said.

As the guy came out of the well, people from their village also began to emerge from this small well one by one.

Until the end, Mo Fan also saw Zhang Xiaohou.

However, the monkey pretended not to know him.

Even though I saw a hint of emotion in his eyes, it was only for a moment.

And speaking of which, the monkey seems to be suffering from the forgetfulness bug.
This was a rather troublesome matter. After returning to the ancient capital, the first thing he had to do was to deal with Mu He's matter. Now that he was here, he was unwilling to see a large number of people being killed or injured, even though he had the ability to prevent it.

"Do you know him??" Su Xiaoluo felt happy and hurriedly said to Mo Fan.

"Yes, I know him. I'm here to find him." Mo Fan nodded without exposing Monkey.

"That's great."

"." After Mo Fan had a general understanding of Zhang Xiaohou's situation, Su Xiaoluo was happy for him. At least this way, Monkey wouldn't be in a daze for the rest of his life.

The morning light was still obscured by the dark clouds, and it was dim when it fell on the village.

The rain stopped, but the clouds did not disperse, and they piled up above the Xianchi area all day long.

"Fu Da...Oh no, Zhang Xiaohou, I thought you would be a wooden man for the rest of your life, but someone is here to pick you up." Su Xiaoluo said with a bright smile on her face.

"I won't leave." Zhang Xiaohou said to Su Xiaoluo hurriedly, as if he was afraid of losing something.

"That's impossible. Your friend said you are Master Wei. He will take you back for treatment. Maybe your amnesia will be cured." Su Xiaoluo said.

Monkey knew that people from the Vatican were also hiding among them, and he was afraid of causing trouble for Mo Fan.

After all, Mo Fan controls the holy spring of Bo City.

However, the people of the Holy See have never given up on the Holy Spring.

"What's the point of leaving? We have decided to move to the ancient capital while it is still light," the boy who fell into the well suddenly came over and said.
Mo Fan glanced at the other person and thought, this is a real Vatican official.

But after thinking about it, he didn't do it. If he alerted the enemy, it would not be a good thing for him. As for the hatred between the two villages, Mo Fan couldn't get involved. After all, they had brought him a lot of help.

In fact, Mo Fan wanted them to leave here together, but unfortunately, the people here said that it was the safest place for them to leave.

He didn't believe in anything Mo Fan said, and Mo Fan didn't force him.

He wants to save people, but that doesn't mean he asks others to save him.

He's not that indebted.
People in the village have different opinions. Some stubborn people are determined not to go anywhere. They would rather hide in a well to survive this crisis than go outside the village.

In their view, leaving the village might lead to a quicker death.

The village chief Xie Sangde wanted to migrate, so he could only organize those who were willing to leave the village.

However, not as many people were really willing to leave the village as expected, and the vast majority chose to stay.

"The village is in this state, are you still staying here waiting to die?" Su Xiaoluo shouted to the old stubborn people in the village with some annoyance.

"Yes, let's go together. If we stay in the village, we will be killed by the undead. We have lost their protection." said another younger boy.

"We have decided." A middle-aged man sat down next to the well.

"It's only two or three days' journey from here to the ancient capital. We have to stay out for two nights, which is to die." said an aunt.

"Zhang Xiaohou's friends will escort us to the ancient capital. As long as we reach the outer city wall, we will be safe." Su Xiaoluo continued to persuade.

"How can a few young kids deal with those things outside? We won't leave anyway!"

"."

After an argument, some were willing to leave, while others were unwilling to leave.

Mo Fan had no way to say anything, and Asharuya had her own things to do, so they parted ways.

Mo Fan didn't know what she was up to, whether she was going to see Saran, and he didn't bother to find out. To put it bluntly, Asharuya was a person who could get along with both the black and white worlds.

But these are other people's affairs, she herself is not a bad person, there is no reason for her to get involved.
(End of this chapter)