The day after Hu Nuan and the other two people left in Fangshi, Hu Qing was with the leftovers. The big yard suddenly became quiet after the bustle. Even Hu Huahua was not used to it. She whined carelessly, seeming to ask why she didn't have any children to accompany her.
He plays?
Hu Qing said: "Buy a little bitch to play with you?"
Hu Huahua turned her head away from her. Sooner or later, I will let you know who I am.
After tidying up all the places, she replaced the dirty water in the pool with clean water. Hu Qing took out a tattered silk cloth from the drawer and soaked it in plant ash.
She didn't have time in the morning, so she just stuffed it into the bedside drawer. Huh? She shouldn't have thrown away the bath water. She shouldn't have been able to wash it clean in such a big pool of water.
Silk cloth: Bath water? Foot soaking water? This is the only treatment I have?
There was enough plant ash, so Hu Qingzi carefully rubbed the rag into the plaster. She washed it, Hu warmed it, and couldn't count how many times. She didn't know when it would be completely clean.
After changing the water three times before rinsing it clean, Hu gently unfolded the torn silk cloth and stared blankly.
Five small white dots, two light gold dots, and three small red dots.
This is not the point.
The point is, the torn silk cloth has finally been washed clean, and the stains on it are gone, but the background color - if you say black, it's a bit white. If you say it, it's a bit white. If you say it's yellow, it's like. If you say it's green, it's also.
Like, it has something to do with red, blue, and purple.
"Well, this is the true nature of vicissitudes of life." Hu Qing insisted on being superior. After all, it is his own thing, and it must be good even if it is not good.
Silk cloth: I thank you for being so reluctant. Sooner or later I will blind you.
Hu Qing poked the dots with his little finger: "Interesting, the white dots washed out by my dear baby are the red and gold ones I washed out. Little thing, you must not be a soul-finding board."
Silk cloth: The soul-finding plan is nothing, I am now trapped in the dragon's shallows! Wow, I am forced to drink pus and blood, I have never been humiliated before!
Hu Qing's eyes flashed, and the light looked malicious. The next second, she lit a fire to burn firewood. When the fire started to get strong, she threw the tattered silk cloth in.
Silk cloth: Ge Laozi——
When several thick logs were burned, the silk cloth was not burnt.
Hu Qing laughed loudly: "I know I have found a treasure. I will throw it into the forge and burn it tomorrow."
Silk cloth: Morning and evening——
Hu Qing wrapped the tattered silk cloth around his left wrist a few times and tied it securely, then picked up Hu Huahua and said, "Huahua, Huahua, do you think it's because my cultivation level is so low that you can't tell that I'm a monk? Half-way robbery
That one is, and so are the two children. Wait—hiss, it seems that Manager Jiang didn’t notice it either. How low is the first level of Qi Refining?"
Hu Qing is not very sure. She can distinguish between mortals and monks because their mental outlooks are so different. Even the most down-and-out monks can live more confidently than ordinary people, and even the richest mortals in the mortal area do not realize that they are short of spirit.
Spirited.
It's just that she can recognize the monks, but she can't tell the level of their cultivation. Naturally, she doesn't know whether she can recognize the monks at the first level of Qi Refining. Maybe it's because their cultivation is too low and they are no different from ordinary people.
Can’t everyone see it?
She thought, does it take a person with foundation building or higher cultivation level to find out that he is a monk? Can Shui Xin do it? How much cultivation level does Jiang Guanshi have?
Don't understand.
But she was very sure that she could practice it. She couldn't explain clearly the Chaohua Sect's practice methods that Hu Nuan mentioned. She didn't remember them all and didn't understand them thoroughly, so she didn't dare to practice them. She subconsciously knew the Changchun Technique that she got from the robbers.
She didn't like it. Fortunately, the Qi-Entraining Technique that Shui Xin taught her seemed to be very good, and it ran smoothly when she was forging. She thought it was pretty good.
Shui Xin: The Buddhist Supreme Mind Method, do you think it’s pretty good? Thank you.
The reception task was completed, I met two high-quality young boys, and Hu Qing went to the blacksmith shop with a cheerful face.
"Tiesheng, come and see what level of cultivation my sister has reached?"
Tiesheng is not a humorous person, but he was also amused by her humorous words: "Sister Hu, don't joke with me. I am at the second level of Qi Refining, and I can tell even those lower than me."
Hu Qing was silent: "Am I on the fourth floor?"
Tiesheng couldn't help laughing: "Sister Hu, did you have a dream and you haven't woken up yet? You are a mortal."
Hu Qing remained silent again: "Tiesheng, how old are you?"
Tiesheng said: "Twenty-five."
I'm disrespectful, it turns out you look young. You are only twenty-five years old and only at the second level of Qi Refining... Hey, I forgot to ask the children about their cultivation level.
She said: "Am I really just a human being?"
Tiesheng nodded heavily: "Sister Hu, the monk has spiritual power, we can see it."
Hu Qing took advantage of the situation and sighed in disappointment: "I clearly turned into a monk last night. Was it really a dream?"
Tiesheng couldn't help but laugh: "Sister Hu, don't think so much. Being a monk is not that great. It's just as enjoyable for us ordinary people to live a good life."
Hu Qing was a little surprised when he classified himself as a commoner: "You are a monk."
"What kind of monk am I?" Tiesheng laughed at himself: "As for me, my qualifications for miscellaneous spiritual roots are worse than none. I may not be able to reach the sixth level of Qi refining and build foundations in my life? Let alone even think about it. Master told me a long time ago, to be honest
If you work hard, you can support yourself."
There was no yearning for cultivation in his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was because he was numb or because he really didn't care: "I only practice to have a good body."
Hu Qing smiled and said: "There are so many mortals, and they live quite well. The vegetation only lasts for one autumn, and the mortals live for decades. People's lives must have meaning, not immortality."
Tiesheng smiled: "Sister Hu, please stop comforting me. I am an abandoned child. I am very lucky to be picked up by my master and survive. You yourself still dream of becoming a monk."
Hu Qing also laughed at himself: "Why don't I want to? My daughter is a monk. How can I not want to live a few more years?"
This time it was Tie Sheng who was silent. He unconsciously moved the tools on the table: "If my future children have spiritual roots, I will use all my strength to support them."
Hu Qing raised his eyebrows: "What? Someone asked you to marry me?"
Tiesheng blushed: "Yeah."
Hu Qing became happy and said, "Oh, that's great. Then you should prepare well, but you have to look at each other carefully. If you marry a good girl, treat her well."
Tie Sheng let out a simple sigh.
The next day was a blind date. Hu Qing was as busy as a mother. She dressed up Tiesheng as a flower and bought him a sachet to hang on her waist. While she was waiting for him to come back, she was stunned.
a wedding march.
Sweet love always makes people happy.
In the evening, when Tiesheng came back, Hu Qing knew it was done when he saw his red face and the corners of his mouth and brows that couldn't be pulled back.
She clapped her hands excitedly: "When you get married, I will personally prepare the banquet for you."
Tiesheng blushed: "No, no need, Hu, Sister Hu——"
He was hemming and hawing, unable to form a sentence, and his eyes were looking at her inappropriately.
Hu Qing slowly calmed down and smiled calmly: "Is there something wrong with me?"
It suddenly occurred to me that I was a widow. This status was enough to avoid any happy event in ancient times.
