Look carefully, this is how realm is used!

This strangeness overwhelmed her own timidity, and Feng, who was fidgeting, could not stand it any longer. Seeing that Kikyo had not returned, she mustered up the courage to take the initiative to contact Shenfu Yuan.

"that......"

Feng's weak voice rang out in this not-so-big house.

"What's wrong, sister Xiaofeng."

Shen Fuyuan stopped writing, then looked up and asked patiently.

Feng is Kikyo's younger sister. Even though Shen Fuyuan focuses on the former, he is also quite friendly to the latter. There is no need to be mean when they live under the same roof.

Of course, this is not cohabitation.

At night, when Kikyo and Feng were resting, Shen Fuyuan would either return to the gap or leave the cabin. He would not appear again until the next day.

"Excuse me, what happened between you and your sister? If I can help, I will definitely not refuse."

Feng didn't dare to come too close, standing at a distance he thought was safe, and then asked carefully.

"It's just a trivial matter that's not worth mentioning. It will be fine in a few days."

"Compared to this, this is the first time you've taken the initiative to communicate with me. Are you no longer afraid of me?"

Through the narrow gap, he glanced at Kikyo who was on her way back from stabilizing the village barrier, and Shen Fuyuan paid attention to Feng who was placed in front of him.

"I... am a little scared, no, I mean..."

Feng panicked and stuttered in her answer, not knowing what to say best.

"Relax, there's no need to be afraid of me. If I wanted to hurt you, I would have done it a long time ago."

The divine talisman holding the brush drew a line in the air, and a tiny point of light sank into Feng's body. The girl, who was originally panicked, then calmed down incredibly.

"What is that blip?"

Feng asked in surprise, her little hands gently covering her chest.

"The technique that calms the mind is easy to learn. Haven't you seen it before?"

Shen Fuyuan put down the brush. He didn't want to pretend, but Feng was difficult to communicate with just now, so he took advantage of the convenience of the technique.

Besides, in front of a little girl, even if you pretend successfully, you won’t feel any sense of accomplishment.

"No, not even my sister has used it."

Feng said honestly.

"Oh~ Xiao Feng, do you know what types of spells Kikyo is good at?"

Shen Fuyuan's eyes turned, and then he asked.

"I don't know the details... I just know that the place where I teach my sister is to eliminate monsters."

While the calm buff was still in effect, Feng remained calm and was not afraid of the fact that the target was Shen Fuyuan.

"How about this, I'll tell you a few spells, and see if you can remember them."

With Feng's consent, Shen Fuyuan didn't make a big move and just cast some small-scale spells.

When it was over, Feng was still shaking his head. Shen Fuyuan had some ideas about repaying the favor. Kikyo thought that he was unkind, right? In that case, they might as well help people in another way.

The vague thoughts gradually became clear, and Shen Fuyuan thought about how to resolve the misunderstanding from yesterday.

Little Platycodon, I care about you very much.

As expected, there is no monster in this world who is more loving than me.

Although repaying the favor is not only for Kikyo, but also to get over the psychological barrier, it does not prevent Shen Fuyuan from labeling himself.

While Shen Fuyuan was indulging himself, Feng noticed something on his small square table, and the little girl couldn't help but look over.

The divine talisman that was connected to the outside world was not cut off, and he saw Feng trying hard to stretch his neck.

"Curious about this book?"

Shen Fuyuan took away one of his arms, revealing what he had just written.

Feng was a little shy when she was caught doing this little trick, but her eyes that didn't move betrayed her.

One side of the open book has content, while the other side is blank. Feng naturally knows which side to read.

The words written with a brush are very beautiful. They were obviously written not long ago, but the paper does not show any signs of being wet.

Feng carefully distinguished the font, and in less than a second he suddenly felt a headache, and the next moment the book was out of his sight.

"Sister Xiaofeng, remember, curiosity kills the cat."

"There are some things you can't touch, especially when you don't have the ability to handle them."

Looking at Feng who was rubbing his forehead, Shen Fuyuan closed the book and gave a teaching smile.

Who do you think did it?

Feng, who had recovered, didn't dare to say anything. She pouted and thought unhappily.

"What kind of writing is that? My sister never taught me. What did you write, Mr. Shenfu?"

Curiosity finally got the better of him, and Feng asked.

"This is the language of monsters. Kikyo certainly can't teach you, at least not now."

"Demon writing contains mysterious powers, and ordinary people are best not to touch books written in demon writing, otherwise you will die and have no one to blame."

It seems that Shen Fuyuan is not fake, Feng's calm buff is broken, and her feet take several steps back.

"And it's not just demonic writing. Specific words and patterns have their own powers."

"Whether this is good or bad is determined by the user, so there's no need for Sister Xiaofeng to retreat."

Shen Fuyuan was careless, and the contents of the book were nothing more than spells and some strange ideas.

Even though he was confident in his memory, he still wrote it down just in case.

This habit was formed by Shen Fuyuan when he was in the Celestial Empire. In addition to books collected from other places, he also had a bunch of books he wrote in his spare time.

By the way, I also practiced calligraphy during this period. After all, it’s not good if the handwriting is too ugly.

Except for some books with imaginary content, all the others are real and genuine manuals of cultivation. If some people with talent in cultivation pick them up, it will be no problem for them to step into the extraordinary realm, and they can even go further.

"Really? Do you know any other writing besides the Yokai writing?"

Because of this communication, Feng, who had more trust in Shen Fuyuan, gradually relaxed his temper.

"I also understand the writings of the gods, and have some knowledge of the more common cultivation methods of human sorcerers, as well as some more obscure secret techniques, etc."

Shen Fuyuan went to the Celestial Empire and found that his knowledge before was no match for what it is now.

"Wow! You know so much!"

"I just know what I know."

Faced with Feng's admiration, as Shen Fuyuan expected, he did not feel any sense of accomplishment at all, but at least he gained the trust of the little girl.

When Kikyo returned home, she saw Feng and Shen Fuyuan carrying two small stools and sitting outside, looking up at the magnificent starry sky.

From time to time, one can hear Shen Fuyuan's words about popular science and Xingchen, as well as Feng's exclamations and questions.

I'm just going out for a while. What happened?

Kikyo couldn't understand why Feng was not afraid of Shenfu Yuan, and even seemed to admire him.

Moreover, he just broke up with me yesterday, but today he is talking and laughing with his sister. Is this really okay?

There is a big question mark on Platycodon's little head.

Chapter 151 I will do whatever I want to you, little Platycodon

Since that chance communication, Feng's attitude towards Shen Fuyuan has changed 180 degrees. Even if he hasn't become a follower, there is a subtle trend.

Like a child who has discovered a new toy, Feng would play with it whenever he had time, and even reduced the number of times he went out to play.

Shen Fuyuan was not impatient. He had clear plans for himself and would not let a human cub be disrupted.

When Shen Fuyuan was busy with serious matters, he would stay in the gap to complete them. When Feng met him outside, it was already time for him to relax.

Because of the combination of work and rest, Shen Fuyuan's condition is getting better day by day, and the damage caused by the nuclear explosion is recovering steadily.

There has not been much progress in resolving the rift with Kikyo, but Shen Fuyuan is not in a hurry.

Time flies, and five days pass in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Kikyo was going on a long journey, and Shenfu Yuan, who was not in sight, knew that the girl was going to exorcise the demon again.

For villages without guardians, they can rely on their own organized teams, and as long as the monsters are not too strong, they can handle it.

Once the fighting power of each other becomes too great, these villages can only seek help from outside. The so-called special teams are nothing more than well-trained ordinary people.

Without the help of other forces, no matter how strong ordinary people are, their strength will be limited.

The sadder reality is that the enemies that ordinary people think they cannot defeat may just be novices who have just entered the extraordinary realm.

This shows how difficult it is for ordinary people to survive in troubled times.

As for allocating an extraordinary combat force to each village, it is better to go to bed as soon as possible. Everything will come true in dreams.

There are too many people and too little food. This is the situation in island countries.

Besides, not all human practitioners like to stay in a deserted village and protect their kind with due diligence.

When Kikyo is going out, Shenfuyuan will naturally follow.

The opportunity to resolve the barriers between the two sides may come this time.

After a long journey, they arrived at the village where the commission was issued. Kikyo took relevant measures, let the villagers retreat to a safe area, and then began the work of exorcising the monster.

Nothing unexpected happened during the process. Unlike the previous hasty Kikyo, this time she had a firm grasp of the rhythm of the battle. She fired a powerful magic-breaking arrow from a distance, instantly killing the wild boar monster as big as a bus.

Shen Fuyuan, who watched the whole process, did not show up immediately and continued to wait.

Seeing the cheering villagers, Kikyo put down her longbow, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and then immediately returned to normal. She should have done it perfectly this time.

Some villagers cleaned up the battlefield, while Kikyo communicated with the village chief. After a few words of thanks, the girl received the reward for the commission.

No matter how kind-hearted Kikyo is, she can't help for free every time. Even if she doesn't care, Feng also has to eat, so she can only charge according to the actual situation.

Kikyo refused some villagers' requests to stay and was being seen off by the village chief. However, before she reached the village entrance, she heard crying, which prompted her to stop.

"Village Chief, what is that?"

Kikyo, with a quiver on his back and a longbow in one hand, looked towards the source of the sound.

"It's the Noyama family. They're a very unfortunate family. A grown man was seriously injured during the monster invasion and he hasn't recovered yet."

"Even if we raise money to hire a pharmacist in the city, he won't be able to help. He can only extend our life for a few days at most."

At the end of his speech, the elderly village chief shook his head with pity. They were all from the same village and they had helped as much as they could.

"Can I go take a look?"

Kikyo hesitated for a moment and then asked.

"Of course you can, Miss Miko. Maybe with your help, that Noyama brat can get out of bed."

The village chief had no reason to refuse. He knew that those who could be witches knew some medical skills, and coupled with magical spells, it was no wonder that he had expectations.

"I try my best."

Kikyo had a calm expression on her face, and she was not as optimistic as the village chief. Yeshan had been injured for many days, and even if he was not dead, his condition was probably not going to get any better.

Before leaving the village, Kikyo followed the village chief to Noyama's house. After being welcomed by Noyama's wife who was crying with joy, she entered the house and checked the condition of the person involved.

Using the medical skills she had learned, Kikyo looked slightly embarrassed. As she had anticipated the worst case scenario, Yeshan would not live long.

Even if Kikyo used spiritual power, the healing effect would still be limited. Noyama's body was like a bottle with a hole in it. The more spiritual power she poured into it, the more it would leak out.

The most Platycodon can do is to be like that pharmacist, hanging on to Yeshan's life and prolonging the arrival of death.

"Miss Miko, there must be a way to save Noyama! Right? If it's you, there must be a way!"

Mo Zi, who is about the same age as Kikyo but has already become his wife, is looking forward to the answer she wants with a hint of pleading in her hope.

No one knew who spread the news, but some villagers who knew that Kikyo had saved Yeshan stood outside the door and looked inside.

Obviously, some of them are more than ten or twenty years older than Kikyo, but now they put all their hopes on the girl.