It snowed heavily all night, and it stopped only when the sky became brighter.
Mr. Chen, who was relaxed both physically and mentally, got up and dressed. His legs no longer hurt and his waist was not sore. He felt refreshed. He patted the maid's arched area as she was about to get up.
Why did you get up so early in the cold weather? Who was begging for mercy last night?
Rest for half an hour more to recuperate your body.
He can't finish the daily chores anyway. Isn't it like he did before?
Ying'er showed half of her head outside the quilt like a cat, with shy eyes, reminding her in a low voice: "Master, don't forget what I told you last night."
Mr. Chen raised his hand again, and Ying'er shrank into the quilt and disappeared.
"If you don't have any rules, the family law will punish you!"
Across the quilt, Mr. Chen gave another slap to the raised position. Mr. Chen opened the door and walked to the main room, closing the door smoothly.
Opening the door to the main room, the cold wind hit my face.
The yard is completely white.
"Creak", "Creak", Chen Mou stepped on the snow, leaving two clear footprints that turned to the west wing. He liked the friction sound of his feet in the thick snow. He still kept the wonderful memories from his childhood.
A rare piece of childlike innocence.
I performed a set of boxing techniques in a quiet room to activate my body's blood energy, and practiced standing exercises for half an hour.
I got up a little late today. By the time I finished reciting the morning sutra nine times, the sun had already risen in the east.
Ying'er, who only got up a little later than him, had already prepared breakfast and was cleaning the snow on the brick road in the yard with a shovel.
There are still curls of smoke coming out of the chimney, gradually fading into the light blue morning breeze.
"Sir, let me get you hot water to wash up."
Ying'er put down the shovel and dustpan and ran up and down to serve him. When the young master walked into the main room and sat down, hot steamed cage cakes and rice porridge were brought to him, as well as several meat and vegetable side dishes, which made him appetizing.<
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"Sit down and eat together, and serve yourself a bowl of spiritual rice porridge."
Mr. Chen gave orders in a domineering tone.
As a maid, you have to clean up what you need to do, whether it’s on the bed or under the bed, you can’t just take it easy.
Last night, Ying'er brought up the old matter again and asked the young master to go to the dental building to buy a maid to share the burden for her, whether it was the kitchen, living room or bed. The reason she used was that her stomach was not up to par, and there was no movement after so long. She was ashamed.
Pity for the young master.
With her pitiful little appearance, Mr. Chen almost ate her alive.
After breakfast and reading for a while, Chen Mou walked into the quiet room in the west wing again. He had already told Ying'er not to go out, and used Yuanli to inspire the ancient jade to come to a different world in the scorching summer.
If he hadn't been diligent and diligent, he wouldn't have been able to survive the hellish experience yesterday.
First record the details of yesterday's battle in the book, including his response, and summarize the rare life and death experience.
He took the booklet and read it over and over again, and came to a conclusion:
Don’t panic when something happens, treat it calmly.
Write down eight words of experience, highlight the key points with a brush, elaborate on some ideas and assumptions later, and record some sparkling ideas for future reference.
After doing this, start the day's various trainings, starting with the Eight Lihuo Turning Techniques, followed by swordsmanship and spells.
Strive for perfection and make a little progress every day.
He is not greedy for more and works hard to become a little bit stronger every day.
In this world where unexpected events can happen at any time, no matter how strong the sect behind you is, sometimes the water from far away cannot save the fire that is close by, so it is better to use your own strength.
In the afternoon, Chen Mou walked through the snow to Shangdingfang City. He listened to the monks coming and going talking about last night. All the patrolling monks were dispatched. In the windy and snowy weather, under the leadership of the foundation-building monks who guarded Fang City, the streets that usually have a bad reputation were destroyed.
Forty or fifty people were captured in one fell swoop, including robbers, deceitful and abducted casual cultivators, local snakes in the street stall area, and other unpopular forces.
He is currently being held in the law enforcement building and is being tortured and interrogated.
It is said that a certain Jindan senior in Fang City was furious and wanted to clean up the scum in Fang City and kill the evil spirits.
From last night to today's day, countless thieves and thieves have escaped from the city.
A smile appeared on Chen Mou's lips. He raised his hands and feet in approval of the otherworldly version of strict (defense) beating. It was so appropriate.
We must restore a clear, peaceful and safe environment in Fang City, and those who do not follow the rules will be thrown into mining.
He also knows that after a while, the city will return to normal.
When the window is open, bees can come in, and flies can fly in. It is inevitable.
When he walked into the Forging Pavilion, he keenly felt that there were only two waiters left in the shop, and he became much more enthusiastic towards him. After greeting shopkeeper Hong, the two walked into the side room where they were talking about business. There were guests in the shop, so it was not convenient to talk about sensitive topics.<
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"It's a guy in the shop who colluded with outsiders to steal the spiritual stones, magic weapons, and materials you have. I'm not strict with you, so I'm causing you trouble."
"I don't dare take it seriously. You are trying to disgrace me."
Chen Mou supported the old man who was verbally apologizing and pretending to apologize. How could he accept the courtesy? He smiled and said: "What happened last night was really dangerous. I wonder if the escaped man can be caught later? Do they have any accomplices?" p>
This is the most important and powerful thing that he cares about most.
If you can't kill a thief, you have to beware of revenge.
"There are four thieves in that group, and the remaining three have been captured."
Shopkeeper Hong almost made a move last night. Gu Zong put people under his nose. If it was because of him that brother Mou was in danger, it would be unjustifiable. Now that he found out, there was no way he would let brother Mou be in danger.
There is fear for life.
Witnessing Mou Ge'er saving the day from danger, he secretly praised in his heart while watching the show: Some abilities are innate.
Such as the clever "insidious response".
In the world of cultivation, insidious is not completely derogatory, but a rare talent.
"The thief you killed yesterday, nicknamed 'Wei Niang', used to disguise himself as a woman and wore a human skin mask on his face. He had two magic weapons on his body, elixirs, concealed weapons and other bits and pieces of trophies, which can be exchanged according to market prices.
Here I give you, a total of three hundred spirit stones, please accept them."
Shopkeeper Hong took out a money bag and pushed it in front of Chen Mou opposite.
The job of a patrolling monk is extremely risky, and so many casual cultivators are rushing to do it. In addition to the salary, because the spoils of killing evil cultivators can be hugely profitable, this is called gaining wealth through danger.
Chen Mou smiled and thanked him a few times. If shopkeeper Hong hadn't helped him fight for it, his gains would have been in vain.
He didn't even think about loot.
After accepting an extra windfall, which could barely compensate for the mental damage caused by his fright, he realized that what he killed yesterday was a "transvestite", no wonder he was so ordinary.
After talking for a while, Chen Mou couldn't bear to delay shopkeeper Hong's time too much, so he left.
He considered whether to go to Lundao Hall to hand over thirty spiritual stones and continue to learn basic spells and Jiugong swordsmanship. He groped for a long time on his own, asking for advice on spells, swordsmanship, and body skills with questions. The harvest would be different.<
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Master Luo likes to go to Qianxiu Tower to discuss swordsmanship, so he can definitely follow his fancy.
The young master has no shortage of spiritual stones now, he is so willful.
With this thought in mind, he walked to the door of the Yalou. After hesitating for a long time, Chen Mou walked in. That's it, he fulfilled Ying'er's small request several times and bought a maid to go back and help her share the burden. There are usually people with him.
She talks.
He is a kind-hearted young master who cannot bear to see his maid suffer hardship.
After less than half an hour, Chen Mou carefully selected a beautiful maid who was slim, shy and timid, and called her "Han'er". This name... In the era of keyboard warriors, it had its own warm background sound effect.
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He made do with it, he was too lazy to bother changing the name of the new maid.