Who exactly is this little Immortal child?
Where did he come from?
Mo Hua has no impression of him at all.
"When did this happen?"
Old Yu said, "Over a year ago, after Little Shunzi and Little Shuizi were rescued, the villagers opened a Shrine at the back of the village, erected a statue, and even offered incense."
Mo Hua's gaze flickered, "Can you take me to see it?"
"Of course, but..." Old Yu hesitated, "Benefactor, are you not in a hurry?"
"I'll just take a look, and leave after I see it."
"Alright then."
Old Yu nodded, instructed his grandsons Little Shunzi and Little Shuizi to look after the house, and then led the way at the front, taking Mo Hua to the back of the village.
The back of the village was still the same as before, with few residents.
The well leading to the Blood-colored Fishing Village was still there; of course, the Formation to open the entrance had already been wiped away by Mo Hua.
And not far from the well, a small Shrine was carved into the cliff.
