143. Desert Persian Meow XI
Yin Tianzheng's eyes opened slightly, but he soon returned to his normal appearance, he looked at Wuyin and asked, "Han Tie is a treasure for casting divine soldiers, you can exchange these for this?" โ
He glanced at the Danqing Pen that had just been delivered.
Wuyin smiled slightly: "Naturally not, it was a meeting gift to meet Sect Master Yin, since Han Tie is a treasure, he naturally has to exchange items of equal value." โ
Wuyin continued: "Please wait a moment for Sect Master Yin, the item is on my horse's back. โ
"Since you are a visitor, how can you ask you to pick it up in person, come and help Lu Shaoxia get it."
"Yes, Master."
Soon, two members of the Aquila Sect walked in with difficult steps, carrying a small box.
Yin Tianzheng looked at it, and had some conjectures in his heart, although the members of his Heavenly Eagle Sect were not as good as the second-rate martial arts people on the rivers and lakes, but at least they were also well-trained, and it should be easy to carry such a large box, but it was difficult to walk, and the items contained in it must be very heavy, heavier than gold.
Wuyin chuckled and clapped his hands: "Open it." โ
The sect members glanced at Yin Tianzheng, Yin Tianzheng nodded slightly, and they placed the box on the ground smoothly, and then silently handed over a key, and they opened the box.
As soon as the box was opened, the sunlight shone in, emitting a colorful and dazzling light.
The sect members couldn't help but widen their eyes, Yin Tianzheng was a little surprised, and his hands couldn't help clenching: "This is?" โ
"Finest pearls, precious stones."
Yin Tianzheng's face was stern: "These are much more expensive than the value of cold iron. โ
Wuyin said: "The value is different in everyone's heart, I don't need these they are worthless, at this moment, what I want most in my heart is cold iron." โ
Yin Tianzheng clasped his palms together and said: "Okay, that's a good point, since Lu Shaoxia is so sincere, I, Yin Tianzheng, am also refreshing, and the cold iron is sold to Shaoxia." โ
"Thank you, Sect Leader Yin." Silent smiled with satisfaction and clasped his fists in salute.
After the transaction was completed, Yin Tianzheng invited Wuyin to have a meal, he was very interested in this young man, he had such financial resources, he was meticulous, and he was neither humble nor arrogant.
Wuyin also agreed, originally he also came to the Sky Eagle Sect with such a thought.
Before the meal, Yin Tianzheng invited him to enjoy the beautiful scenery in the garden in the backyard, and he also agreed. Walking on the road in the backyard, I saw a man several years older than Wuyin practicing martial arts in the open space next to the road. If there is someone in front of him, that claw is hitting the throat of the person, and if he goes down with this force, if he can't dodge, he will definitely be seriously injured.
The man saw Yin Tianzheng coming, so he stopped, and Yin Tianzheng introduced: "Lu Shaoxia, this is the dog Yin Ye King." Wild King, this is Lu Wuyin Lu Shaoxia. โ
Wuyin raised his eyes and looked over and saluted, "Young Sect Master Yin is good." โ
King Yin Ye replied lightly: "Lu Shaoxia is good." โ
He wasn't very interested in this strange-looking young man, and he didn't particularly want to get to know him, so he naturally spoke a lot colder.
Yin Tian's face sank, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that the silent face was not abnormal, so he said, "Lu Shaoxia, let's go to visit elsewhere." โ
"Yes."
After a tour, the meal was ready. After entering the table, Wuyin ate but was not as comfortable as the ordinary roadside stall, his body was a little tense, and the whole person was a little restrained.
After the meal, after getting the cold iron, after bidding farewell to the Heavenly Eagle Sect, the silence took the cold iron to a blacksmith shop. After discussing the price with the shop owner, the entire blacksmith shop was left alone, and he took out the cold iron and the ore he had found earlier. After taking the inventory, he measured the temperature of the fire and the water quality here. When the preparations were done, he began to forge his sword.
This time, the gift he was going to give to his father-in-law was a sword, because his father-in-law was a Taoist priest, he was indispensable in the overall design of the sword, but the final picture was somewhat similar to Chunyang's water-stopping sword.
Originally, the silent casting technique was learned from the life skills guide, although it was considered a high-quality product, but it lacked that aura. But since accepting Zhengyang's guidance, his sword-casting skills are much better than before, no longer to complete the casting process bluntly, but to really forge swords, and he can better understand how to adapt to different materials and different situations.
For many days, Wuyin has been staying by the Sword Casting Mansion, never leaving a single step. The daily food is sent by the owner of this swordsmith shop.
Not only can there be a "tinkling" sound in the bunk during the day, but also at night, and only the two hours in the middle of the night can be quiet.
After several days of melting and forging, the basic sword embryo has been cast, and the delicate processing will begin. The red-hot sword embryo was cooled in water, and the sound of "staggering" was incessant, and white steam rose from the surface of the water.
Slowly polishing and polishing, etc., the originally gray sword embryo was shining, and the light was not sharp and dazzling, but it was as soft as white jade.
Holding the cast sword vertically, the sword body is not very clearly reflected in the silent appearance. He reached for a clean cloth and wiped the dirt from it, and after a few moments, the reflection became clearer.
"It would be nice if Zhengyang could see it." His eyes darkened with joy.
After a long time, a soft sigh filled the room.
After he had packed up all his things, Silent connected with the owner of the swordsmith shop and rode away.
galloping on the horse, he kept counting the days in his heart, it was not a few days before his father's birthday, and he had wasted too much time forging swords before. He couldn't help frowning, and the reins in his hand tightened.
Arriving at the foot of Wudang Mountain, there were obviously many more people coming and going, and those people were holding different weapons in their hands and their outfits were also different.
He climbed up to the Wudang Taoist Temple on the mountain, and the little boy at the door saw Wuyin's immediately happy look, and his eyes were crooked: "Uncle Shi, you're back." โ
Silent replied with a smile: "Yes, the time is just right." โ
"Yes, Uncle Shi, let's go rest and freshen up."
"Hmm."
When I got to my room, I unwrapped my bag and just sat down when I heard a knock on the door. He looked sideways and said, "Come in." โ
After the door opened, Wuyin saw Xiao Qi's smiling face, Xiao Qi's steps were light, and he only took a few steps to Wuyin's side: "Wuyin, you finally came back, you have been gone for more than a year." โ
Wuyin patted Xiao Qi's shoulder, and said in a brisk tone: "Yes, this small body is getting stronger and stronger." โ
Xiao Qi laughed: "Wuyin, you know to make fun of me." โ
Silent chuckled: "Who made you the youngest?" โ
The smallest, of course, is for bullying!
Xiao Qi turned his head to look at Wuyin's slightly tired expression, and then saw the crumpled and slightly dusty clothes on his body, he patted his head: "Ah, Wuyin, you wash up first." โ
"I'm getting ready to wash."
Xiao Qi covered his face and said, "Then I'll go out first." โ
Looking at Xiao Qi's departing back, he shook his head silently and chuckled, and sighed in his heart: This child is really cute.
After washing, he wore a white shirt and his hair loose, he picked up the notebook on the table and flipped through it, and the book was written with a list of people who came to celebrate Zhang Zhenren's birthday this time. He looked at it carefully, like this list, everyone has it, and everyone knows that it is easier to entertain people after they come, and it is not easy to cause conflicts.
After reading the list of visitors, he reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose between his eyes, blinked again, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
He touched his chin: "I'm still wearing Taoist robes these days." โ
So as not to cause some unnecessary trouble, not all people are as enlightened as the people on Wudang Mountain, and many people will discriminate against foreigners.
After changing into a robe and getting his hair done, Wuyin went to see his father-in-law, whom he respected so much.
Not long after leaving, a ball threw himself into his arms, kept moving, and lowered his head in a silent daze: "Qingshu." โ
"Uncle, Qingshu misses you so much." Qingshu flattened his mouth with tears in his eyes, as if he was complaining silently, and said, why don't you come back to see me.
Wuyin squatted down and touched Qingshu's little head, then wrapped his arms and hugged Qingshu, Qingshu happily wrapped his arms around Wushu's neck, Wuyin shook his hands and said, "Qingshu, you are a lot heavier." โ
Qingshu said proudly: "Uncle Seventh said that Qingshu needs to eat more in order to grow taller and become as powerful as his master." โ
"Poof." Wuyin couldn't help but smile and scratched Qingshu's nose.
Qingshu smiled brightly: "Uncle, let's go see the master." โ
"Okay, my uncle is going to visit my father-in-law."
Holding a little baa tai, silent and full of smiles, when he arrived at Zhang Zhenren's door, Xiao Daotong said: "Uncle Shi, Shi Cheng is cultivating, and he has to wait for a while." โ
"That's it." Silent blinked.
Qingshu moved his body and said in a milky voice: "Uncle, let Qingshu come down." โ
Wuyin leaned down and carefully put down Qingshu, and Qingshu pulled Wuyin to the open space on the side.
Wuyin was very puzzled but a little curious: "What do you want to do?" โ
Qingshu said: "Uncle, how do you look at Qingshu's martial arts!" โ
Qingshu immediately began to punch, punching out, with strength in the punch, not soft at all, his little face was the same as that of an adult, and his eyes kept following his hands.
After a set of punches, he clapped his hands silently and encouraged: "That's good, Qingshu is really powerful, keep coming back." โ
Qingshu raised his little face: "Really! โ
"Really."
At this moment, Zhang Zhenren was already out of the customs, and Xiao Tong was stopped by Zhang Zhenren's silent gesture just as he wanted to speak, and Xiao Tong immediately covered his mouth with both hands. Zhang Zhenren looked at the interaction between the two kindly, and was very relieved in his heart, and the wrinkles on his face were full of smiles.
Xiao Qingshu looked around shyly, and suddenly saw Zhang Zhenren standing at the door, and he immediately called sweetly: "Master!" โ
Wuyin looked over in a daze, and walked quickly towards Zhang Zhenren: "Since the father-in-law has come out, why don't you call us?" โ
Zhang Zhenren smiled slightly: "You guys have such a good time, such a beautiful scenery, how can you be willing to destroy it." โ
Xiao Qingshu pulled the corner of Zhang Zhenren's clothes: "Master, how was Qingshu's boxing just now?" โ
"It's good, it's just a little more practice."
Qingshu flashed his eyes: "Hmm." โ
It is not easy to get such praise from Zhang Zhenren, Qingshu thought of his father's reprimand, and thought of his master praising himself, and couldn't help but increase his confidence.
With Qingshu, the two talked while walking, and Zhang Zhenren asked, "What do you gain from outside?" โ
Wuyin bent his eyes: "I have gained a lot, and I can't talk about it for a while, so my father-in-law might as well go to the tea room together, taste tea, and listen to me at the same time?" โ
"Okay."
The layout of the tea room is very simple, and in the center of the wall hangs a large plaque engraved with the word "Pin", and the plaque has a long table with various bottles and cans.
Further down was a low square table with a lot of tea sets on it, and a small stove for boiling water on one side of the table, and an iron kettle on top of the stove. There was a soft blanket under the table, and futons on either side.
The two knelt down and straightened out their clothes, but Xiao Qingshu felt a little bored on the side, so he slipped out to play.
Silent began to boil hot water, and used a wooden spoon to pluck the tea leaves in the jar.
Zhang Zhenren looked at the silent movements, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. His righteous son is not impetuous, unhurried, and indifferent, which is really good.
There was a whimpering sound from the kettle, and the water boiled without a sound, so it began to brew tea.
Wuyin handed over the first cup of tea that had been brewed: "Father-in-law, please." โ
Zhang Zhenren took the tea and sniffed it gently, and took a sip: "Okay." โ
After drinking a cup of tea, Wuyin began to tell the story along the way. He saw a lot of so-called famous and decent people who disregarded the people and acted recklessly, but he also saw the Demon Sect in their mouths helping the people and rising up against the Yuan, but this was not always the case.
Zhang Zhenren's expression was indifferent: "The so-called righteousness and so-called evil lie in the hearts of the people, if that person does good deeds, then it is right, if he does evil things, it is evil." โ
Wuyin nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's just that many people don't understand this truth." โ
Many times, the criteria for judging a person are only superficial, just because of the person's identity.
Wuyin said again that he had rescued the Ming Sect Dharma King Wei Yixiao, and he lowered his head slightly, his hands clutching his clothes tightly.
"You did the right thing, as a doctor, you can't see death without saving, after all, it is also a life."
Wuyin asked, "But what if I saved him and killed a lot of innocent people?" โ
Zhang Zhenren chuckled and shook his head: "You already have the answer in your heart, and you know whether what you did is correct, haven't you judged him a long time ago." โ
In Zhang Zhenren's words, his silent eyes flickered, and his speed of speech was a little fast: "The righteous father is really a master." โ
"It's not high, it's not high, but I can see it through."
The tea was finally cold, and there was no heat rising at all, and he bowed silently: "I have gained a lot from talking today." โ
Zhang Zhenren: "I am the same. โ
Both of them felt something, and couldn't help but smile at each other.
Tomorrow is Zhang Zhenren's birthday, and he didn't continue to bother with any sound, so they went back to their rooms to rest.
In the early morning of the next day, everyone in Wudang Mountain began to get busy, and Wuyin also went to help.
Wudang Seven Heroes, everyone's division of labor is different, Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou went to pick up guests, the three heroes and the four heroes commanded them to place the items, Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi went around, and they went to help wherever they needed help.
Wuyin's craftsmanship is very good, so naturally he went to the kitchen to help. As the so-called gentleman cooks far away, others will always feel very strange when they look at it, but people on Wudang Mountain will not care about this.
The kitchen was steaming, the silent sleeves were tied with rope, and he took the kitchen knife and quickly cut each slice to the same thickness and length.
The child was burning the fire, and Wuyin picked up the big spoon and began to fry the dishes, Zhang Zhenren is a vegetarian, so his dishes are prepared separately. The guests' dishes are not good to be entertained with vegetarian food, so they are naturally meaty.
The little boy who was choosing vegetables on the side couldn't help but open his mouth slightly when he looked at the silent movements, his eyes widened, and he didn't do any movements in his hands.
Wuyin was busy in full swing, but his heart was unusually satisfied, his whole face was raised, and his movements were free and uninhibited.
Plates were placed on the table, and each bowl was filled with hot dishes with a large silent spoon.
Coming and going, everyone had a smile on their faces.
After finishing his work, he knocked on his shoulder and walked out of the kitchen.
Xiao Qingshu was playing under the tree outside the kitchen, and he looked at it silently, so he took a few small pastries and walked over.
"No."
Xiao Qingshu heard the voice and looked over, and when he saw the delicate pastry, he immediately took it and gnawed it, his mouth was full, like a greedy little squirrel: "Thank you, uncle." โ
"Has the party started?" Silent asked, wiping some beads of sweat from his head.
Xiao Qingshu replied, "Here we go." โ
Wuyin immediately replied: "Qingshu, you play first, I'm going to change my clothes." โ
"Hmm, okay."
After a moment of silence, Xiao Qi hurriedly ran over, panting constantly, and when he saw Qingshu eating pastries, he asked, "Where did your uncle go?" โ
"Uncle went back to his room to change his clothes." Xiao Qingshu blinked in confusion.
Xiao Qi immediately ran towards the silent room, leaving Xiao Qingshu with a confused face.
Xiao Qingshu didn't think about it, and continued to nibble on the pastry.
Xiao Qi arrived at Wuyin's room and saw Wuyin holding a long strip wrapped in a cloth: "Wuyin, go, it's almost too late." โ
"Uh-huh."
The two of them directly carried the light gong and quickly ran outside the main hall.
Xiao Qi secretly looked at the one that was tightly grasped in Wuyin's hand, and he asked curiously, "What is this?" โ
"You'll find out later." Silent chuckled.
The people in front of them have finished sending congratulatory gifts, and it is the turn of everyone in Wudang. First Song Yuanqiao, and then one by one. Xiao Qi stood next to Wuyin and hesitated a little, he asked Wuyin softly: "Do you say that Master will like my gift?" โ
Wuyin said: "As long as it is sent by you, my father-in-law will like it." โ
"Hmm." He inhaled and exhaled repeatedly, calming his fluctuating mood.
Finally arrived at Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi clutched a book in his hand and walked forward, biting his lip and saying, "Master, this is a book I copied by myself." โ
Zhang Zhenren took it and looked at it and twisted his beard with satisfaction, he, a seven-apprentice, was very anxious and impulsive, this time he was able to copy the "Tao Te Ching" seriously and the handwriting was neat, without the slightest feeling of urgency, which was really not easy.
"Sound valley, keep up the good work."
Xiao Qi nodded vigorously and retreated briskly.
When he was silent, he stepped forward with the one tightly wrapped in cloth, and said, "Father, I have gained a lot of knowledge in forging, so I forged a sword. โ
"Sword?"
Silent opened the cloth wrapped outside, slowly revealing the appearance of the sword. The scabbard looks ordinary, with Tai Chi patterns engraved on it, but when the scabbard is removed, it reveals the soft, smooth feeling of warm jade.
Everyone couldn't help but admire, and Zhang Zhenren's eyes were smiling: "This sword is sharp and gentle like jade, I don't know what the name is?" โ
Wuyin replied: "I named it, Zhishui, taken from the Tao Te Ching. โ
"Okay."
It is rare to cast this sword, but what is even more rare is the meaning contained in the sword, which is quite in line with Zhang Zhenren's Taoism.
After the gifts were delivered, everyone felt that it was very good, and they all spent a lot of thought, and they were all priceless treasures in Zhang Zhenren's heart.
The people who came to the birthday banquet were all friends of Zhang Zhenren, although there were not many people, but they were happy, and they were much better than the grand banquet.
After the guests dispersed, everyone packed up their things together and relaxed their behavior.
Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi said to Wuyin: "It's okay, Wuyin, I didn't know that your sword-forging skills are so good, and I feel that they are comparable to the Emei Sect's Exterminator's Heavenly Sword." โ
Wuyin disagreed, he shook his head lightly: "The sword I forged for Master is not a sword that sharpens gold and iron, but it is suitable for Master's exercises, and the sword used by everyone is a good sword as long as it suits him." โ
Xiao Liu agreed: "Well, it's like I'm not used to using the third brother's sword at all. โ
"Uh-huh, me too."
Yu Daiyan listened to the words of several people and said briskly: "Let's clean up quickly." โ
The movements of several people immediately became neat, and the cleaning in the house was spotless.
After his birthday, Wuyin did not go down the mountain, but sat on the top of the mountain every day to comprehend the inspiration he had gained from the previous conversation.
Qingshu Tuanzi felt very strange, and sat down with the silent appearance of learning in the past.
I closed my eyes, and the sound of the wind, the rustling of leaves, and the chirping of birds kept coming to my ears.
Listening to it, I can't help but feel that my chest is open, without the slightest impetuousness.
After the silence ended, he opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Qingshu on the side and couldn't help but smile faintly, thinking in his heart: Qingshu's qualifications are very good, if he has a good attitude, it will be of great benefit to his future.
After Qingshu opened his eyes, he asked silently, "What do you feel?" โ
"It's quiet!"
Wuyin continued to ask, "There are many different voices that you also feel quiet?" โ
Qingshu frowned, put his small fist to his mouth, and raised his eyes: "I don't know, I just feel quiet." โ
Wuyin nodded with satisfaction: "Because it is the sound of nature, it does not conflict with each other, and it is very harmonious, so it feels quiet." โ
Qingshu was still puzzled, and continued silently: "If it were the sound of gongs and drums beating in the town below, would you feel quiet? โ
"No, it won't." Qingshu replied decisively.
Wuyin stood up and flicked his sleeves: "That's it, but if you were practicing martial arts very seriously at that time, how would you feel?" โ
Qingshu replied: "I shouldn't feel very noisy, but sometimes I feel noisy." โ
"Yes, when you are serious about something, why are you sometimes noisy and sometimes not?"
"I don't understand."
Silent explained: "That's because sometimes your heart is quiet, and sometimes it is impetuous. โ
Qingshu looked at Wuyin blankly, Wuyin tilted his head and swung his body: "You will understand in the future." โ
Qingshu held his chin and continued to look at the surrounding scenery, the green pines stood tall, there were different kinds of birds hovering in the sky, and he sighed silently and looked at the churning sea of clouds in the distance, his heart was very calm.
After practicing here for a while, his hair kept beating his cheeks, a little painful, and he sighed lightly: "The wind is blowing." โ
He turned around and took Qingshu back to Wudang Mountain, the wind on the mountain was very strong, if Qingshu was constantly blowing, he would get sick.
After returning to the mountain this time, Wuyin has been cultivating quietly, and the previous descent from the mountain made him understand. Now, it is useless to use his strength alone, it is better to have a good understanding on Wudang Mountain, and then go down the mountain when the time is ripe.
Song Yuanqiao has to manage the complicated affairs of Wudang on weekdays, and Qingshu's mother also died of illness, so he is very lax about Qingshu's teaching, and he usually loses it to Xiao Liu, Xiao Qi and Wuyin to do.
Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi's martial arts do not have no pitch, they don't have a lot of time, and they are basically teaching alone.
Qingshu is a child, and has the nature that all children share, that is, bear.
After getting a little older, it became even more bearish, and the small animals on the mountain had to take a detour when they saw Qingshu, and the expenses on Wudang Mountain were much larger.
Alas, Qingshu Xiaotuanzi often accidentally stumbles and breaks a lot of things.
When Wuyin made a mistake in the face of Qingshu, he did not choose to laugh at it, but gave a lecture.
One day, Qingshu went to toss the small animals in the neighborhood again, he carried a small squirrel's big fluffy tail, and then trimmed the squirrel with a new shape.
Wuyin saw it and frowned slightly: "Qingshu, what are you doing?" โ
Qingshu immediately hid the squirrel behind him, the squirrel kept struggling, he shook his head vigorously and said, "No, nothing?" โ
Silent squinted: "What's behind you?" โ
I still want to bluff Wuyin, Wuyin has already seen the big tail of the squirrel.
Qingshu flattened his mouth and took it out, looking at the miserable squirrel that was trimmed silently: "Qingshu, why do you want to do this to it?" โ
"I, I, I just want to give him a nice look." Qingshu lowered his head and didn't dare to look at his silent eyes.
Wuyin reached over: "Give it to me." โ
Qingshu obediently handed the squirrel over, and as soon as the squirrel reached Silent Arms, he quieted down and stopped struggling. Wuyin sighed: "It's good that you have this heart, everyone has the right to pursue beauty." But have you ever asked the squirrel about his wishes? Does it want to be so? โ
As soon as the question was asked, Qingshu said hesitantly: "No." โ
Then he muttered unconvinced: "What if the squirrel likes it." โ
Wuyin had already heard his voice, and shook his head slightly: "You see the way he struggled in your hands before, do you like it?" If you were caught and had your hair cut off, would you do it? โ
Qingshu immediately covered his hair and shook his head vigorously: "I don't want to." โ
"That's right, you don't want to, how can a squirrel want to."
Qingshu lowered his head and said sincerely: "Uncle, I'm sorry. โ
Wuyin handed the squirrel to Qingshu, and the squirrel couldn't help trembling: "The object of your apology is not me, but it." โ
Qingshu looked up at the frightened curled squirrel and said to his fingers, "Squirrel, I'm sorry." โ
Silent smiled with satisfaction and stroked Qingshu's head: "Manly man, take responsibility." Now, if you cut off a little bit of the squirrel's hair, you'll have to take good care of it until it grows back to its original shape, okay? โ
"Okay."
In the days that followed, Qingshu first made a warm nest for the little squirrel, and was responsible for feeding and washing it every day.
At the beginning, the squirrel was so frightened that he hid under the covers when he saw Qingshu. After that, looking at Qingshu didn't hurt it, and took good care of it, it slowly became intimate with Qingshu.
After the squirrel's hair grew, Qingshu was reluctant to relax and the mouse left.
But Qingshu heard that it was better for the squirrel to return to the mountains and forests, so he still hugged the squirrel and put it in the grass: "You go back." โ
The squirrel tilted his head to look at Qingshu, turned around and jumped back after just a few steps.
Qingshu couldn't help laughing, the squirrel jumped into Qingshu's arms, Qingshu rubbed the little squirrel's little head: "You can't bear me, I can't bear you, then I'll raise you." โ
Wuyin saw Qingshu who came to him with a squirrel and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" โ
"Little Squirrel and I are reluctant to give up on each other." Qingshu's dark eyes looked silent, and his breathing was a little short.
Wuyin pursed his lips and said, "In that case, you should take good care of it, and you can give it a name." โ
Qingshu tilted his head and pouted and thought about it: "Ah, is it good to call Guoguo." โ
Wuyin, who was drinking tea, was immediately choked and coughed vigorously.
Poof, Guoguo, this name, every time I hear it, I think of his cute Tangmen Lori Tangguo.
"Isn't it good?" Qingshu bowed his head a little dejectedly.
Silent smiled: "Why did you choose this name?" โ
Qingshu immediately gestured and explained: "Because squirrels eat pine cones." โ
Wuyin couldn't help but smile: "Okay, good name." โ
Qingshu happily held his face and nodded, then stroked the little squirrel and said, "In the future, I will call you Guoguo." โ
After giving the squirrel a name, Xiao Qingshu sent Guoguo back to the room and immediately went to complete the tasks that he had to do every day.
Read books, practice calligraphy!
Flipping through the books, reading carefully, and then practicing on the paper against the copybook, this is what he must do every day.
At the beginning, Qingshu was very impatient and frizzy.
Wuyin didn't scold, but began to tell Qingshu interesting stories in the book, telling a little bit every day. Qingshu listened to it fascinated, but when he reached the โกโก place, he stopped abruptly, and did not continue to speak without a sound, so that he had to practice knowing those words so that he could read the book and see those interesting stories by himself.
The more I read the book, the more fascinated I became, not only the story book, but also other books.
After another three years or so on Wudang Mountain, Xiaoqingshu Tuanzi has grown a lot taller, looks full of aura, and speaks with a clear eye.
When I practice martial arts, I am also very serious, although sometimes I will find a way to be lazy.
After watching Qingshu get on the track, Wuyin counted some of his ores, and the ores were almost used.
He decided to go down the mountain to collect some ore, if he was to deal with the Yuan soldiers later, he would definitely need a lot of weapons, and it was best to start preparing now.
After bidding farewell to the people on the mountain, the first place that Silent rode his horse to was the Gobi Desert, which was desolate but had a considerable number of ores.
To get to the Gobi Desert quickly, it only takes a few days. But Wuyin was not in such a hurry, he kept buying some items along the way in order to ensure his quality of life.
Every time he finishes buying an item, the merchant can't help but look at it silently, he is really a strange person, he buys so much as soon as he buys it.
Arriving at the junction of the oasis and the Gobi Desert, Wuyin replaced himself with a large camel, whose feet were large and thick and would not be afraid of those fine stones. If you use his little green, I'm afraid that Xiao Lu will lose his temper and can't coax back a basket of imperial bamboo grass.
The camel was useless for a long time, and as soon as it was released, the camel kept spinning around Wuyin, and Wuyin looked a little dizzy at the sight.
"Well, don't turn around."
The camel was obedient, and as soon as he said nothing, the camel stopped. He mounted his camel and immediately drove in the direction of the Gobi Desert.
The Gobi Desert is too desolate, uninhabited, silently looking around to find a place.
He took out all his equipment and began to tie up the tent in which he lived, and the things used in the tent were ordinary, but they could be made strong by the sound of their hands.
After getting it done, Wu Yi was so tired that he lay on the soft mat and buried his head in the sheets.
Before I knew it, I fell asleep, Meow Meow appeared, covered the thin quilt with a meat pad, and then squatted at the door and looked at the desolate Gobi Desert outside.
The Gobi Desert is covered with gravel, the stones are bare, and from time to time there is a strong wind in the air, mixed with yellow sand. Not only that, but there were also many dead branches lying on the ground without a trace of moisture.
No one wants to come to such a place at all.
Meowth sighed and jumped up and bit down the curtain, then curled up in silence with her steps.
One person and one cat slept very sweetly.
At night, the bright moon on the Gobi Desert is unusually bright and bright, and the temperature around the body has dropped a lot.
Wuyin couldn't help but pull the quilt, but he didn't pull it, he frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
I saw Meow Meow pressed on the corner of the quilt and rolled it around, because of the pulling movement, Meow Meow rubbed her eyes and woke up.
"Is it dawn?"
Silent looked at the confused Meowth and looked out through the gap between the curtains: "No, it's night." โ
"Hmm, Xiao Yinzi, why don't you sleep."
Wuyin glanced at the quilt: "It's a little cold, you rolled up my quilt." โ
Meowth immediately jumped up, "I don't know!"
Wuyin shook his head: "It's okay, I'll wake up anyway, I'll go have a meal first, and then go and see the nearby ores." โ
After getting up, he took some tools with him, and he nibbled on the bun in his hand.
When I went out and walked on the road, it was very lonely, and I couldn't even hear the sound of some animals in the Gobi Desert, only the desolate sound of the wind.
Silently exhaling lightly, he leaned over to probe the ore, walking farther and farther away from the hut he had built.
Meow Meow stays in the house, bored, and can only roll around boringly.
Suddenly, there was a sound of "tuk tuk tuk" outside, like the sound of a wooden stick hitting the ground, and Meow Meow lost his figure.
As we got closer, we heard the sound of coughing again.
The curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man and woman walked in, holding hands and looking really intimate. The man's face was very pale and seemed to be a little blue, and one hand kept touching his chest and coughing.
The woman also coughed lightly a few times, and then said to the man, "Your body." โ
The man shook his head lightly and waved his hand, "It's okay. โ
The woman looked at the small room: "There is no one here, let's rest here for a while." โ
"Okay."
The woman helped the man to sit down on a stool, and then searched for some water and food in the house.
After some searching, I saw a bag filled with water and some dried buns in the corner.
"Let's eat." The woman handed these to the man, who took them and said, "Let's eat together." โ
The woman nodded slightly, broke a small piece of steamed bun and swallowed it with water, and after eating one, she immediately urged the man: "Your body is very weak, this steamed bun tastes good." โ
The man closed his eyes and began to eat.