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Chapter 85: Extremely unbearable(1/2)

Chapter 87 Extraordinary people can endure it

"Cherish it..."

Chen Mou was pacing back and forth in the west room, like a donkey constantly circling.

When I first saw Xu'er who was so hungry that she lost her features, her body was pitiful and skinny, and the wind could blow it away. Her timid eyes concealed the perseverance to survive. Later, when she had a mouthful of food, she did not hesitate to fight with her classmates in the courtyard.

When the maids fight, they save their hard-earned life-saving rations and can't wait to knock on the door to pay back the food.

In times of crisis, one can see one’s temperament, borrow something and return it, and be sincere and kind-hearted.

After interacting with Ying'er and Han'er, eating and drinking together, Xu'er became so courageous that he volunteered to sell himself to the next door to another owner, refusing to return to the dental building to wait for his fate.

He is courageous, decisive, and somewhat clever in his calculations.

Later, when the maid in the same courtyard was kicked out of the house and escorted back to the dental building, Xu'er was able to empathize with her and sympathize with her, instead of adding insult to injury and watching the fun.

Don't care about the small grudges and fights in the past. I was born in the darkness at the bottom, and my heart has the fragrance of sunshine.

A smile appeared on Chen Mou's face. This was the right time for him to meet him. If it were a monk, he would have taken Xu'er's body long ago. The awakened "Fire Yin" body would have destroyed itself due to the loss of the body, and he would have disappeared from everyone since then.

This is also the reason why the "Fire Yin" body is rare.

It is difficult to awaken, and there are also strict restrictions such as age and self.

Any kind of special qualifications, matched with suitable exercises, has immeasurable potential for practice.

He had already decided in his heart to find a suitable technique and train a monk of his own.

He will accept the opportunity that God sends to him.

He believed that with the huge advantage of having the Cang Jade in his hands, his spiritual path would not be bumpy in the future. He had already initially established his own network of contacts, and had received a lot of help, so he did not worry about the backlash of being trained by Xu'er.

The little girl has a good character. From now on, I will teach her personally to prevent her from going astray.

Opening the door, the wind has not stopped outside and the snow is falling.

He took out a communication talisman, poured his energy into it and recited a few words silently. With a wave of his hand, a talisman of light flew out of the courtyard for protection, turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the wind and snow.

In just a few moments, I received a reply to the message.

Chen Mou called to the main room: "Xu'er, take your oil silk umbrella and come with me out."

Xu'er let out an excited "ouch" and quickly ran to the side room and took two oily silk umbrellas hanging on the wall. A gust of wind ran from the other end to the west room corridor, leaving behind the voice of constant instructions.

"Xu'er, you and the young master must be obedient when you go out. It's snowing heavily outside and the slopes are steep and slippery. Be careful not to fall."

"I know, sister Ying'er, don't worry."

Xu'er handed an umbrella to the young master, but she never thought about sharing the same umbrella with the young master.

Being able to go out and play on a snowy day makes me so excited just thinking about it.

She raised her hand towards the main room and agreed, thinking that it would be more appropriate to call her "Ying'er's mother".

She had almost forgotten the vague shadow in her memory. When she was a child, she would hold the door frame of the main hall and give her instructions on snowy days, for fear that the little person playing in the snow would get cold and fall in pain.

She has never been afraid of the cold since she was a child. She wears ragged and sparse clothing and does not suffer from frostbite on her hands and feet.

Chen Mou took the umbrella and placed it by the wall, "Let's go."

When he first walked into the wind and snow, he didn't need to hold an umbrella. It was just a good time to practice the magical power of his spiritual consciousness.

There is a vast expanse of snow and mist between the sky and the earth, and everything is desolate.

The wind blows on the frozen branches, making a cracking sound.

Xu'er fell behind and closed the courtyard door. She held an oil silk umbrella to protect her from the wind and snow, and followed the young master closely. The cold wind blew on her face and lifted her hair. She felt cool and comfortable. The world outside was vast, and her mood also followed.

open.

Ying'er walked to the corridor of the west room and picked up the oil silk umbrella leaning against the wall. She didn't know that the young master was acting strangely. What was he doing out with Xu'er, a girl with a missing string? It was such a snowy day.

Han'er took the silk umbrella and walked to the main room with Ying'er. He suddenly thought: "Young master doesn't think Xu'er is annoying and wants to take her out and sell her..."

Ying'er was stunned for a moment, then laughed and cursed: "What nonsense are you talking about? I still kept Xu'er's deed of sale under the box, and the young master didn't ask me for it. If you talk nonsense again, I'll sell you first."

"No, no, my sister and I were joking."

Han'er hurriedly accompanied Xing Xin and said with a smile.

In this family, Ying'er can be half of the family. Fortunately, she has a gentle personality.

Braving the wind and snow, we arrived at a house halfway up the mountain three miles away. Chen Mou went up and knocked on the door.

With a "creak", a young woman wearing a long green dress, with a sword on her waist, full of heroic spirit, opened the courtyard door, stepped aside, and extended her hand to greet the guests.

"Mr. Chen, please come inside!"

"Disturbing Qingluo."

Chen Mou said politely to his senior swordsman that this person's cultivation level was at the early stage of Foundation Establishment and was much higher than him.

Xu'er, who was looking around quietly and curiously, walked into the door, held hands with the senior brother who walked out of the main room, and said with a smile: "Brother, please be quiet."

He sent the message to his senior brother in advance because he was worried that his senior brother would go into seclusion and he would be rejected.

Then he greeted another swordsman in a light green dress who was accompanying his senior brother.

Cui Xiao returned the favor with a smile and took a look at the maid in thick clothes who was following his junior brother. He was very surprised that his junior brother came to visit today, in a windy and snowy day, why did he still bring his maid with him?

Now he rarely goes to Lundao Hall to teach swordsmanship. He only goes for a walk on the day when his junior apprentices learn swordsmanship.

Since the time before the Mid-Autumn Festival when he faced off against the Golden Core cultivator and learned three moves, he has entered the stage of cultivating his sword heart.

Every day in the house or in the fields, I would walk with my sword in hand, try to figure out the way of the sword, watch the clouds roll in and relax, watch the sun rise and the moon set, listen to the beautiful sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and watch the light melody of the falling snow.

All you can see are swords.

Every day he had different feelings, and he was on the verge of breaking through.

Except for his junior brother, no one else came to visit him, and he would not receive others easily.

"Meet Mr. Cui."

When Xu'er entered, she put away her oily silk umbrella and politely bowed and greeted her.

Cui Xiao stretched out his hand to help, and walked into the main room with Chen Mou. After sitting down, he drank a cup of fragrant tea and said with a smile: "Tell me, you came here in the snow today. What do you want to see me for?"

Chen Mou did not beat around the bush, and there was no need to hide anything from his senior brother who was obsessed with swordsmanship. He sent a message: "Senior brother, does our sect have any techniques suitable for the cultivation of the 'Fire Yin' body?"

"oh?"

Cui Xiao was slightly surprised, and glanced with interest at the maidservant standing behind his junior brother with her head hanging down. He sent a voice message and asked: "She?" Seeing his junior brother nodding, he laughed and cursed with envy: "You're so lucky, too.

Already."

Suddenly remembering something, Chuanyin asked: "How old is she? Has she lost her virginity?"

These two points are very important.

He has accumulated twenty or thirty years more practice than his junior brother, so he has seen a lot and is naturally knowledgeable.

"Being less than seventeen years old, I have not lost my virginity."

Chen Mou was not worried that his senior brother would steal people from him, otherwise he would not come to visit and talk to his senior brother about this matter.

People are different. There are many villains like Hou Longyuan and Hou Longtian in the world of cultivation.

Some of the people he interacted with were very good, especially Brother Cui, who was devoted to the art of swordsmanship. Apart from "sword", he had no room for anything else. He pursued a clear heart of the sword and a flawless sword realm. He could ask the masters of Jindan for sword moves, and he could pursue them.

He could kill a strong thief thousands of miles away, but he couldn't act like a gentleman with integrity.

He is different. The Tao is within itself, and what he pursues is freedom and untaintedness, without being stagnant in things.

"Those who want to achieve great things must endure their desires."

Cui Xiao praised and gave the smiling junior brother opposite him a thumbs up to show his admiration. Such a charming and charming maid has been around for a long time. He had seen her before the Mid-Autumn Festival. She was very unbearable.

also.

"Excellent award, ridiculous praise."

Chen Mou bowed his hand in humility.

It was too small, so he couldn't do anything, otherwise the newly awakened body of fire and yin would be missed in a confused way.

Xu'er's face turned pale from nervousness. She blamed herself in her heart for not listening to Ying'er's sister and being a good maid who smiled without showing her teeth and couldn't move her skirt. This was terrible. The master wanted to give her away.

Can't wait for the snow to stop.

Is she really that annoying?

Xu'er was so confused that she didn't hear the conversation between the two.

Until the young master stood up and urged with a smile, "What are you thinking about, Xu'er, I didn't hear you even after I called you several times. Sit down at the table, put your right hand on the table, and let Master Cui take a pulse."

Pull out a chair next to you two feet and signal to sit down.

Xu'er hurriedly walked to sit down and suddenly woke up again. How could she ask the young master to pull out the chair for her?

He was twisting to get up, but Young Master gently held his shoulders from behind.

The girl's heart felt warm and she felt the unpretentious care. The young master treated the three maids with no airs. Looking at this situation, it didn't look like he wanted to give her away.
To be continued...
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