Back in the courtyard, Xu'er was uncharacteristically not making any lively calls. She raised her eyebrows with laughter and held her mouth shut but didn't speak. She and the young master shared a small space under an oil and silk umbrella and walked up the steps side by side. They were just stunned.
Ying'er and Han'er.
The sun rises in the west, and you become a different person after going out.
It's like I found a treasure and smiled like that silly way.
Han'er took the silk umbrella and shook off the snowflakes on it. Ying'er had already dragged the little guy to the east kitchen and ordered: "Han'er, please get hot water for the young master to wash his hands and make a pot of tea. I'll cook the frosting sugar for him."
Give Xu'er a bowl of ginger soup to get rid of the cold."
He stretched out his hand to pat the snowflakes on Xu'er's shoulders that had just been exposed outside the umbrella, and gently pinched the little guy who was almost unable to hold back.
Mr. Chen knocked the snow on his feet on the steps and said: "Don't be busy, come to the main room first, I want to tell you something."
He first walked into the main room, which was warmed by the stove, sat at the main seat, and asked the three of them to sit down and not stand there.
"Xu'er has the qualifications to practice. Starting tomorrow, she will follow me to practice Qi and learn calligraphy and reading. You two are not allowed to go in and out of the side room where she lives. When you have time, Xu'er still does some housework within her ability. Don't be lazy.
She's being slippery. How should she be disciplined? It's better to follow the old rules and just punish her, don't cover up or hide her."
Chen Mou glanced at Xu'er with a surprised expression, looking up and down, as if trying to spot the two girls coming from a flower, and ordered: "Don't tell anyone about your family affairs."
In fact, it doesn't matter if he tells it. The maid he bought can practice cultivation, but he made a big mistake.
The city will not interfere.
Furthermore, he is still holding the half-hidden identity of Pipa. The powerful foundation-building monks in the city dare not meddle in other people's business even if they are full. The other few golden elixir monks disdain to pay attention to such trivial matters.
"Don't worry, sir, we won't spread a word about what's going on at home."
Ying'er leaned forward and replied.
Han'er was a lackadaisical person, so he followed along and made up the numbers, feeling really jealous in his heart.
Chen Mou took back his hands that were stretched out to warm the fire, stood up and walked out, smiling and saying: "You guys go ahead and make a fuss, I'll go to the West Room to practice."
He likes the harmonious and lively atmosphere at home, which can dilute the loneliness deep in his heart.
When the young master crossed the threshold of the main room and disappeared outside the door, Ying'er and Han'er had already grabbed the little guy who wanted to get up and sneak to the side room. They raised and lowered their hands, pinched his face and stomach, and the young master told them to let them make trouble.
Why don't you take advantage of the opportunity? It's so exciting that you can't get enough of it.
When the little guy becomes a fairy tomorrow, they won't be able to bully him even if they want to.
There were three women laughing and making a lot of noise in the house.
Intimate, playful sisters.
Mr. Chen opened the door of the west room with a smile on his lips.
The next morning, when the wind stopped and the snow subsided, the sun rose above the treetops. Golden rays of light filtered through the leafless branches and sparsely slanted on the thick sky-blue snow. The light and shadow were whirling and beautiful.
Xu'er, who is not afraid of the cold, took her sister Ying'er and was busy building a particularly large snowman near the well platform in the courtyard.
Xu'er came up with an idea to put a skirt on the snowman, and argued with Ying'er that it would be unique and beautiful.
Han'er took a bamboo pole and knocked on the ice skates hanging from the eaves. If it was noon, the crystal clear ice picks would not be able to withstand the heat and would fall down from above, fearing to hurt anyone.
Chen Mou walked out of the west room, raised his hand to the sky, and opened a hole in the courtyard's protection.
The flash of talisman light fell into his hands. He did not go to another world to practice. He had been waiting for the message from his senior brother. He just noticed something strange coming from outside and came out to check.
Scanning the communication talisman with his spiritual consciousness, Chen Mou greeted: "Xu'er, come with me out."
"okay."
Xu'er agreed, wiped her hands on her body, and quickly ran to open the door.
Compared to yesterday's dull mood, the girl was as happy as a canary out of its cage after going through the ups and downs today.
Arriving at Cui Mansion, he knocked on the courtyard door. Chen Mou took Xu'er, who had already patted off her fallen body and was stained with snowflakes, into the main room to meet Senior Brother Cui and another young woman dressed as a Taoist priest.
"Yin Yiyun, you call her Senior Sister Yin. Zi Jianfeng is in charge of the sect's 'preaching' duties. Senior Sister Yiyun is a famous and talented girl in Zi Jianfeng. She is knowledgeable and has a lot of poetry and books. If you join the sect in the future, you can
Go to Zi Jian Peak for advice more often, and run more diligently."
Cui Xiao introduced this for his junior brother.
Among the four major peaks of the sect, the Purple Jian Peak is the leader, the Wenjian Peak protects the Tao and assists in executions, the Nayun Peak walks the Tao and preaches all over the world, the Qingzhu Peak guards the Tao, and the Wei Tao guards the sect. Each performs its own duties and inherits the tradition.
More than five thousand years.
"Chen Mou has met Senior Sister Yin, please give Senior Sister Yin a trip."
Chen Mou bowed his hands and bowed again. Senior Brother Cui specially called only the core disciples with whom he had known each other.
"Junior brother Chen, you're welcome. I heard that girl Weizhi talk about you. When you return to the sect, let's find a time to sit down and have a nice chat."
Yin Yiyun returned the greeting with a smile and exchanged a few greetings. She looked at the girl who was following behind Chen Mou and said, "What a beautiful and smart girl. Let's go to the west wing to talk."
Xu'er was foolishly led away by the sophisticated Yin Yiyun.
Cui Xiao gave a reassuring look and said: "That friend of yours has recovered a long time ago and is restless. He planted three acres of spiritual wheat, one acre of brassicas, and three acres of land at the foot of Wenjianfeng Mountain.
There are transplanted spiritual peach trees in the orchard, and they have been busy all day long. I heard that three acres of spiritual rice will be cultivated in the coming spring. Isn't he going to practice?"
Chen Mou understood Mo Fu's plan, and he was holding back a breath of unvented anger. Only by making different achievements in spiritual planting could he have a chance to collect debts. He smiled and said: "Let him do whatever he wants. He is depressed. Find something."
Doing things makes you feel more comfortable.”
Cui Xiao asked curiously: "Tell me first, what are the differences between the spiritual plants he planted?"
Chen Mou had been waiting for his senior brother to take the initiative to ask, and the flowers almost withered while waiting. The senior brother's curiosity about things other than swords was really lagging behind. He smiled and said: "It's just so-so. The spiritual rice he planted can improve two levels."
The spiritual energy content and output are about 30%. When he finds a way, he may be able to increase it to 30% to 40%. Who knows, it is true that he can endure hardships."
Otherwise, Hou Longtian of the Danyang Sect would be so shameless and do such evil things as sending people to his door to extract a confession?
Even though Cui Xiao is an outsider in Lingzhi, he also knows that it is a big deal to increase the output of Lingzhi by 20%, let alone an increase of 30 to 40%, which is simply unbelievable.
He didn't think that his junior brother was lying. He knew what kind of person his junior brother was after having been together for such a long time.
People divide into groups and things gather together. If Mo Fu didn't have any peculiarities, how could it be worth asking the master of the mysterious golden elixir to rescue him?
"You, why didn't you tell me earlier? This is a new thing under the sun."
Cui Xiao took out the communication talisman, walked to the eaves steps, and said: "I will tell my senior brother, and he will arrange to give Mo Fu the best spiritual rice seeds and take care of him."
Chen Mou laughed in his heart, you didn't let me tell you earlier, and you used great principles to test my ability to deal with complex problems.
Of course, it's not too late to find an opportunity to help Mo Fu obtain a favorable condition.
The case of Mo Fu's disappearance did not cause any splash in the city.
The dilapidated and charred yard with the seal taped to the door was gradually deserted in the howling cold wind. The black and strong spiritual husband who was optimistic by nature was no longer noticed, as if he had never appeared.
There are new things happening in Danyangfang every day.