Reincarnation Immortal Venerable: Starting from the Ninety-Nineth Incarnation

"Shi Dazhuang is fat~"

His body, twelve feet long, was like a wall.

Tap it, and it's silent.

He cursed, then chuckled.

We're not worried about fooling him.

The nursery rhyme was high-pitched and full of playful banter. A group of teenagers gathered in the open space at the alley entrance, holding pebbles in their hands, singing as they threw them at the tall figure in the middle.

Li Yanzhou and Su Qingyao stopped and looked in the direction of the sound. In the middle stood a tall man, almost twelve feet tall, with broad shoulders and a thick waist. He stood there like a wall. His coarse cloth clothes were tattered and his face was covered in dust, but he had a pair of big, round eyes that were very clean and without a trace of impurity.

When pebbles hit him, he not only didn't dodge, but also clapped his hands to the rhythm of the nursery rhyme, making a loud "slap slap" sound. His big eyes curved into crescents, revealing two rows of white teeth, and he chuckled. He thought the group of children were just playing with him and didn't realize at all that this was an insult.

A little boy wearing a red bib secretly went behind him and gave him a hard shove. The big boy stumbled, but stood up steadily. Instead of getting angry, he turned around and approached the little boy, smiling even more innocently. He reached out to touch the little boy's head, but the little boy dodged him.

The children became even more boisterous, throwing stones more frequently, and their laughter and playful nursery rhymes echoed through the alleyway.

Su Qingyao's heart softened instantly as she watched, her brows furrowing tightly: "How can these children bully someone like this? He looks so pitiful."

She tugged at Li Yanzhou's sleeve, about to speak, when an old man leaning against an old locust tree, smoking, sighed first, his tone full of helplessness.

Li Yanzhou cupped his hands in greeting and asked, "Old man, may I ask who this tall man is?"

The old man exhaled a smoke ring, glanced at the big guy at the alley entrance, and sighed again: "Him? Nobody knows his name or where he came from. He suddenly appeared in our town four years ago. This kid is incredibly strong. Whenever anyone in town needs heavy or tiring work, they just call him, and he'll do it without hesitation. He doesn't ask for money, just a meal. The people in town felt sorry for him, so they gave him a bite to eat and gave him a bowl. That's how they gave him the name Shi Dazhuang (Big Shi).

"To be honest, this child is kind-hearted, but he's not very bright, like a five or six-year-old." The old man's face showed a bit of heartache. "A while ago, a hunter in town shot an injured wild boar and was about to slaughter it when he saw it. He rushed over and hugged the boar to stop him from killing it, but he didn't know how to use his strength properly. In the end, he strangled the boar to death. He got a scolding for it, but he wasn't angry. He just chuckled."

Su Qingyao couldn't help but burst out laughing. After laughing, she quickly covered her mouth, looking embarrassed. "Father-in-law, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just think he's... too honest."

"It's alright, it's alright. This child is just simple-minded." The old man waved his hand, shook his head and walked into the town. "He's always being bullied by these kids. It's no use trying to stop them. He doesn't even realize he's being bullied. Sigh, he has no home, no one to rely on. One day when the townspeople get fed up with him, he won't even be able to get a full meal."

The old man left, but the laughter from the alley entrance continued. Su Qingyao watched as Shi Dazhuang, covered in dust from being hit by stones, still chuckled. Her heart ached. She tugged at Li Yanzhou's sleeve, her voice full of pleading, "Yanzhou, let's take him with us. He's always being bullied in town, he doesn't even have a place to stay. He's so pitiful. Besides, he's strong, he might be able to help us on the way."

Li Yanzhou didn't agree immediately. He frowned and stared at Shi Dazhuang, wondering to himself. Just now, the instant Shi Dazhuang glanced in their direction, the spiritual jade in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly trembled slightly, and the chaotic energy circulating within his body inexplicably became restless, as if it had been stirred by something. A sense of familiarity from the same source washed over him.

This sense of shared origin was extremely similar to the feeling that the "Pork Octopus" gave Lingyu. He was secretly alarmed: Could it be that Shi Dazhuang also had something related to Wugen and Lingyu? Or was he not an ordinary person at all?

The "Dust Boat Technique" that Meng Xuanji passed on to him follows the Great Dao of Chaos. Anything in this world that can draw upon chaotic energy is definitely not an ordinary thing. However, there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body. He looked like an ordinary person who couldn't even do the most basic thing of drawing energy into his body.

Now that they're heading to Qiyun Sect, the road is full of demonic cultivators' search teams. More people means more help, and since this big guy is frighteningly strong, he might be a good helper if things get really bad.

He nodded: "Okay, let's go ask him. If he's willing to come with us, we'll take him. But let me make this clear beforehand: we have to keep an eye on him on the way and make sure he doesn't act recklessly like the old man said and cause trouble."

Su Qingyao's eyes lit up immediately. She quickly turned around and ran to the nearby general store, bought two strings of bright red candied hawthorns, and hurried to the alley entrance. When the group of children saw an adult coming, they scattered with laughter and disappeared.

Shi Dazhuang was covered in dust, but he still stood there, chuckling. When he saw Su Qingyao walking over, a hint of wariness flashed in his big eyes, and he shrank back, as if afraid of being bullied.

Su Qingyao stopped, squatted down, held the candied hawthorn in front of him, and smiled softly: "Dazhuang, here, have some, it's sweet."

Shi Dazhuang stared at the candied hawthorn for a long time, then looked up at Su Qingyao's face. Seeing that there was no malice in her eyes, he reached out his chubby hand and carefully took it. He held it in his hand as if it were a treasure, reluctant to eat it.

"Eat up, it's very sweet," Su Qingyao coaxed him with a smile.

Shi Dazhuang then carefully took a small bite. The sweet taste spread in his mouth, and his eyes instantly lit up, as if they were filled with stars. He grinned and chuckled incessantly, the dust on his face unable to hide his joy.

Su Qingyao gently patted his arm and asked softly, "Dazhuang, do you want to come with us? We're going to a very far place. There will be food and lodging along the way, no one will bully you, and I'll buy you candied hawthorns every day, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Dazhuang nodded frantically, his head bobbing like a rattle drum, and he mumbled incoherently, "Go! Go! Candied hawthorn! I'll go with you!" He grabbed Su Qingyao's sleeve, as if afraid she would change her mind, looking as if he was afraid of being abandoned.

Li Yanzhou walked over, his face stern, and looked at him: "You can come with us, but you must behave and not run around, understand?"

Shi Dazhuang seemed to understand, but as Li Yanzhou approached, he felt an inexplicable sense of relief and mumbled, "Listen to me! Dazhuang, listen to me! I'll go with you!"

The chaotic energy within Li Yanzhou's body stirred slightly again, and the connection of shared origins became even clearer.

He became increasingly certain that this big, clumsy guy was definitely not simple, and bringing him along wouldn't be a bad thing.

The three of them set off towards Qiyun Sect. Shi Dazhuang walked in front, holding the candied hawthorn given to him by Su Qingyao. He would turn around from time to time and chuckle, his face full of joy, as if he had finally found someone he could rely on.

After the three walked away, the old man who had spoken to them earlier stood at the entrance of the town, watching their retreating figures. He stroked his beard, chuckled, and with a casual wave of his hand, Qinghe Town, which had been bustling with people just moments before, vanished like smoke, leaving only a patch of wasteland.

The old Taoist priest who had been hiding behind the dilapidated temple was so frightened that he trembled on the spot, looked around blankly, and his face turned pale: "This... this is actually an illusion?"

"This Sumeru Illusionary Realm has been guarded for hundreds of years. This chubby boy has finally been sent away. He's had enough sleep." The old man slowly stretched and looked up through the layers of clouds. His casual voice was filled with the sharpness that had been accumulated over thousands of years. "You in the clouds, after thousands of years, I want to see if your skill in making moves has improved even a little."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and glanced indifferently at the hidden void beside him.

That seemingly ordinary glance caused the spiritual energy of the person hiding in the shadows to freeze instantly.

"Considering that you protected those two children earlier, and that you impersonated someone else to trespass into my Sumeru Illusionary Realm and spy on me from the shadows, I will not hold it against you." His tone remained calm, showing no sign of joy or anger. "Get lost." With that, he vanished without a trace.

The old Taoist priest stood frozen in place, clicking his tongue for a long time before finally coming to his senses: "Senior is so generous, I will remember this kindness!"

Li Yanzhou and his two companions, who were on their way, knew nothing of these things. All they knew was that the road ahead was long and fraught with danger. Li Yanzhou also had no idea that the big, simple-minded guy he had casually saved would become his key ally in the future, protecting him.