For more than a month after that, I was never disturbed again by Meng Tianxiu’s pretense of knocking on the door.
Chen Mou heard from the well-informed Mr. Mo that the business run by Meng Tianxiu was very poor. The monks who had tasted the new things in the city, perhaps because they were tired of it, were deserted in front of the door.
Without friendship, he didn't even bother to inquire about the details.
He wore soft armor every day, increased his sword practice time, and mastered a set of Jiugong Sword.
The sword is powerful and the laws are rigorous.
That Yaoguang one-line trick is even more elusive when used, and it is extremely powerful within five feet.
But every time he faced Senior Brother Cui looking at people with two nostrils, he felt ashamed. He had let down Senior Brother Cui's face.
Later I figured it out, he was not a swordsman genius to begin with, so why put an extra burden on himself?
By cultivating according to his original intention, his purpose has always been to build a foundation, become a legitimate core disciple of Xuandu Guanna Yunfeng, and live a successful life of cultivating immortals from then on.
After letting go of his mental burdens, Chen Mou decided to reward himself and resume his previous leisurely practice routine.
Relax and enjoy a good life every day.
Returning to the quiet room in the west room from the cliff cave, Chen Mou walked to the door and stopped again. He heard a woman whispering from the kitchen opposite. It was now afternoon and the sun was in the west, and there was still about an hour before evening.
"Sister Ying'er, don't you have your confidence yet? There's only half a month left. Two good sisters, please tell me again. I really don't want to jump into that pit of fire that eats people without spitting out their bones. I will Very obedient."
"Xu'er, don't be anxious. In a few days, we'll find an opportunity to beg you again."
Ying'er lowered her voice to comfort her, but she didn't feel confident.
The young master did not express his position last time, but he acquiesced in their association with Xu'er.
Han'er suddenly interjected: "Is Xu'er too thin? The young master doesn't like a figure as thick as a stick."
Otherwise, the young master likes plump sister Ying'er so much that he would pay less attention to her.
Ying'er looked at Xu'er, who had a pretty face and didn't have many curves on her body, and frowned. Her body was too flat. I'm afraid the young master didn't like it, so she didn't dare to be his master.
Xu'er was so anxious that she almost cried: "What should I do? I won't be able to gain weight for a while. I usually don't eat much."
"In our family, you have to eat well to have the strength to serve the young master."
The heartless Han'er added fuel to the fire, and she later discovered that she could not gain weight no matter how much she ate.
Mr. Chen's face was filled with dark thoughts. He opened the door and walked out, coughing.
The kitchen was suddenly silent.
"Ying'er, all three of you come here."
Chen Mou was busy practicing during this period and almost forgot about what Ying'er mentioned last time. He looked at Xu'er who was hiding behind Ying'er and peeking at him secretly, and asked nonsense: "The rules in the house are very strict, you Can you all abide by it?”
"Yes, I can."
Xu'er was overjoyed and almost jumped up. Ying'er pinched her with her backhand and woke up to salute.
"Well, for the first year after entering the house, you will live alone in the side room."
Chen Mou said something that was incomprehensible to the three women who looked at each other. He took out three spiritual stones from his sleeves, handed them to Ying'er, and said, "You and Xu'er should run over to see what we should do about this, right?"
Xu'er's heart dropped to the ground, almost going crazy with joy, and rushed to say: "I know, I have been to the foreign affairs workshop several times, and I asked how to go through the procedures. I only need two spiritual stones."
The monks from the foreign affairs workshop told her that her unlucky master had died a long time ago, but due to the rules, it would take half a year to take back the courtyard. As for the maids, they had already found a new home and brought spiritual stones to replace them at any time.
The body deed was exchanged for the place, and the foreign affairs office has the maid's body deed.
Chen Mou waved his hand, turned around and walked back to the west room.
"Sister Ying'er, the sun is still high. Let's go back quickly and move in today."
Xu'er didn't want to wait any longer.
She was annoyed when she saw the two maids in the same courtyard who looked coldly at her. They had to rob for everything. They lived under the same roof and had little peace of mind in the past six months. The clothes she wore were borrowed from sister Ying'er's private house.
bought.
When Ying'er saw that the young master was not there, she stretched out her fingers and scratched her face, making a "shame, shame" gesture.
Han'er magically replenished his wounds and said in a low voice: "Young master, I give you a year to replenish your wounds. You are too thin."
Xu'er was full of confidence: "I will eat freely and I will soon surpass you, sister Han'er."
As excited as a child, Fengfenghuohuo pulled Ying'er and ran out the door.
Chen Mou smiled and shook his head in the west room. He tried his best to give him a hand and regarded it as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.
He really likes Xu'er's innocent and innocent character, but she is as thin as a child, so he can't do anything about it, so he just treats her as an idler and doesn't miss the food.
Traveling back to the top of the cliff again, he sat cross-legged on the glass floor with nothing to do.
The clear light of the twin moons shone down on my body, and I recited the "Qing Jing Sutra" silently, and my whole person suddenly fell into tranquility from the inside out.
Slowly standing up and unsheathing his sword, Chen Mou remained calm with neither joy nor sorrow on his face.
Practicing the sword under the moonlight, people follow the sword and move freely in the open sky.
The sword energy competed with the moonlight, and eventually only the shadow of the sword was seen, but no human figure was seen. All the sword skills were transformed into the essence of "carrying the yin and embracing the yang". I don't know how long it had passed, but with a clear whistle, Chen Mou sheathed his sword and stood up.
He came out of the Pure Realm and already understood the unique sword sense.
"Yin and Yang complement each other, light and agile."
His understanding of the Nine Palaces and Nine Swords has entered a new realm. Whether it is the Thirty-Six Swords or the Nine Swords that return to ancient times, for him, it is a process of mutual transformation between "yin and yang are immortal".
The broadening of his horizons made him extremely excited.
He roughly figured out some rules for entering the realm of purity. Accumulation is a must, and one must follow one's heart. Doing good deeds is just the icing on the cake. There may be other aspects that have not been discovered yet.
Learning various difficult skills in the pure state can achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Seeing the waning moon setting in the west, Chen Mou returned to the west room with his sword in its sheath.
Opening the door and walking out of the room, the sky was filled with fire and clouds, making the entire courtyard red and strangely gorgeous.
Hearing the noise, Xu'er ran out of the kitchen and shouted, "Sir, I'll get you some water to wash up, and we'll start dinner right away."
He ran in and out like a gust of wind, causing the children in the kitchen to whisper and scold him.
While washing his hands, Chen Mou asked: "How did things go?"
Xu'er couldn't help but be happy, "I'm reporting back to you, my servant has been naturalized in the house. Everything goes well. Sister Ying'er also helped me buy new autumn and winter clothes. I didn't bring anything from the house over there."
"You must listen to Ying'er from now on."
Chen Mou gave instructions, put down his towel, walked into the main room and sat down.
After dinner, Ying'er walked with the young master in the courtyard to eat. She saw that the young master didn't seem to be in a hurry to close the door in the west room to practice today. He was not in a generally good mood. She quietly suggested: "Young Master, I will go to Fangshi tomorrow to order something."
A new bed, big and wide enough."
She was worried that the young master thought the bed was too small for several people to squeeze into it.
Chen Mou couldn't help but pinched her and praised her: "As long as you are careful, you can take care of the little things at home." He reiterated what he meant: "Xu'er will live in a side house for at least a year."
Without going into too much detail, the little guy might have gotten into Han'er's bed in the middle of the night under Han'er's instigation.
"Yes, Ying'er understands."
Ying'er rubbed her red cheeks and didn't dare to ask any more questions. She walked with the young master in the courtyard.
The sky is dimming and gradually disappearing.
Chen Mou looked up at the crescent moon appearing in the southeast. The fireworks in the world cannot be separated from people.
When he was just eating, looking at Xu'er happily eating pork chop rice with a happy face, he suddenly figured out a simple truth.
Follow one's heart or follow one's nature, it's just a matter of words.