Chapter 149 Where Is My Grass?
Last time I saw someone coming down the mountain shortly after dark, but I don’t know who always goes out after dark.
Yunji controlled the wooden puppet and had nowhere to go anyway, so he walked down the mountain and followed the figure coming down the mountain.
The wooden puppet is half as tall as a human, with short and flat limbs. It swings its arms as it walks. It looks clumsy and ridiculous, but it is very flexible and makes almost no sound under its feet.
A long way away from the figure descending the mountain in front of him, the wooden figure walked down the mountain calmly.
In the moonlight, the lonely piece of wood looks like a ghost, weird and creepy.
Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise I would have scared a few timid people.
Sitting cross-legged in the house on the top of the mountain, Yunji's vision was connected to the wooden man. Even when he walked to the bottom of the mountain, his vision was still there.
However, the scenery in front of me became a little blurry, not as clear as at the top of the mountain.
The excessive distance brought the limit of the range. Yunji roughly estimated that the wooden puppet's activity range was as far as a mountain peak.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, the wooden puppet turned its wooden head dryly and searched around.
The figure from before was lost.
This trip was mainly to test the puppet's range of activities. As for who came down the mountain, Yunji didn't care.
Since the wooden puppet can still move, Yunji controls it to walk behind the mountain, and he wants to measure the puppet's extreme range.
As it approached the cold pool, the wooden puppet's limbs became more and more numb, its movements were no longer sensitive, its vision was very blurred, and it was about to reach the edge of losing control.
Yunji knew what he was doing and controlled the wooden puppet to start walking back.
The wooden man had just turned around, and the steps he took were suspended for a long time and then slowly fell down.
The puppet's head slowly turned from front to back.
Yunji's blurry vision looked around half a circle, looking under a tree in the distance.
This tree was about twenty feet away from the cold pool. Under the tree stood a figure, silent and motionless.
Due to the extreme distance of the wooden puppet, his vision was blurred. Yunji could only roughly distinguish the person standing under the tree, but he couldn't see clearly who it was.
The tree is located on a hillside, and you can see the cold pool under the tree. There are vines and grass around the tree, making the environment secluded.
Yunji carefully discerned that the figure should be facing the cold pool.
While thinking, Yunji controlled the wooden puppet to return.
The figure walking down the mountain must be a disciple of the Ice Soul Peak lineage.
Why are the disciples of Ice Soul Peak standing by the cold pool?
Monitor Wen Hongcai?
Who could it be...
After getting up and leaving the house, Yunji walked around outside the residence of the true disciples.
The lights were on in other people's houses, but Yun Fengpi's residence was completely dark.
I called the door, but no one answered.
It seems that Yun Fengpi is not at his residence.
Last time I saw a figure coming down the mountain in the middle of the night, Yun Fengpi was not at home. It was still the same this time. From this point of view, the figure under the tree at the back of the mountain might be Yun Fengpi.
Yunji became more and more confused.
With Yun Fengpi's lively temperament, there was no reason for him to stand silently under the tree and not even move.
If it is cultivation, where is the place where cultivation is not good and why do you have to sneak to the back mountain to practice?
If it is not cultivation, then what is the purpose of Yun Fengpi?
Yunji did not go to the back mountain rashly, but returned to his residence.
If the figure in the back of the mountain is really Yun Fengpi, then she must have stood silently under the tree more than once. Instead of asking questions rashly, it would be better to make some insinuations during the day tomorrow.
After all, this is a cultivating sect, and all kinds of secrets are indispensable. Not to mention other things, maybe Wen Hongcai valued Yun Fengpi, and maybe he gave her a small stove every day.
After dawn, before Yunji could find Yun Fengpi, someone came to the door first.
The person who came was second senior brother Qin Wu.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Qin Wu was stunned.
The yard was clean and empty, with not a single weed at all.
"Second Senior Brother, is there something wrong? Please come in."
"I'm so stupid... I'm so stupid!"
"What kind of grass? Oh, you're talking about the prisoner magic grass in the yard. It rained two days ago. I forgot to cover it. The grass was soaked for a day, and the lines on the leaves were no longer visible. I thought that since the lines are gone,
The grass was useless, so it was all pulled out."
"It's wet... Didn't I tell you that the prisoner magic grass cannot see water? Why didn't you block it in advance when you knew it was going to rain? Do you know how much the prisoner magic grass is worth? How many years have I been growing it!"
"When it rains, junior brother, my whole body's meridians are sore and unbearable. It must have been injured when my second senior brother pushed me into the cold pool last time. I also wanted to cover it up, but the old disease recurred and I couldn't move. I have to blame my second senior brother for this.
, if you hadn’t pushed me into the pool at that time, all the prisoner magic grass wouldn’t have gotten wet.”
"I...okay! I'm unlucky, as for the prisoner magic grass that I pulled out, I should look for some that can be used. I'm about to go to Lingxi Forest. I have a lot of use for the prisoner magic grass."
"I've burned them while cooking in the past two days. It's useless anyway. It's not bad as firewood."
"Burn... believe it or not, I will burn you!"
"Second senior brother, don't scare me. The crime of murdering a fellow disciple is not a small one."
Qin Wu left the yard as angry as a burning cow about to explode.
In fact, from the moment he asked Ni Fuqing to give Yunji a message and planned to use Yunji as a free coolie, the prison magic grass in the yard was destined to change hands.
After breakfast, Yunji found Yun Bagpipe.
"Last night? I didn't go anywhere. I just slept in the house. I didn't even dream. I slept soundly. If you come looking for me, knock on the door hard next time. I'm so deep in sleep that I can't hear you."
"Senior Sister Eighth, don't you practice at night and sleep every day?"
"I didn't sleep much in the past, and I mostly practiced all night at night. Since a year ago, I have been very sleepy at night. If I don't sleep, my eyelids will fight, and I have no energy at all."
"Senior Sister Eighth, isn't she just a sleepyhead?"
"What a sleepyhead, I think I'm just too lazy. By the way, tomorrow is the Seven Meridians martial arts performance. The Mist-breaking Raincoat is the magic weapon for foundation building. Qi practitioners only compete for the Mist-breaking bucket. One bucket needs to defeat three people of the same level.
Disciple, how sure are you?"
"I don't need the mist-breaking hat."
"Why? Do you have other ways to dispel the fog in Lingxi Forest?"
"If you don't go to Lingxi Forest, you won't need the mist-breaking hat."
"There are many good things in Lingxi Forest. It would be a pity not to go there. Although you Qi practitioners can only explore the outskirts of the forest, you still have a chance to find Fire Tongue Grass. Each one is worth a spiritual stone."
"Fire tongue grass is mostly used to refine fire spiritual elixirs, and I don't need that kind of elixir."
"But Master needs it! Master sits cross-legged on ice floes all year round, and his body is as cold as ice. The mats woven by Fire Tongue Grass can not only isolate the cold but also warm the body. Senior Sister will take us to the spiritual world every year.
Xi Forest, specifically looking for fire tongue grass to weave mats for Master."
Yunji was deeply moved after hearing this.
This is like a family where the elders have been on the sick bed for a long time and their time is running out. The younger ones have no other choice but to try their best to make the elders less miserable in their last days.
The way of filial piety cannot be simpler than this.
But not everyone can do it.
Chapter completed!