The mother-in-law released a white paper crane, fluttering in the air and wings little by little, Hu Qing, who had already seen the words of the Qingyan paper crane, did not show too much surprise.

The corner of the mother-in-law's mouth was slightly pulled down: "In the future, you will come at this time, and the paper crane will take you to where you should go, don't run around." She smiled sadly: "You'll die if you run around." This is not your mortal realm, and there is no government to support you. ”

Hu smiled lightly and good-naturedly: "Thank you for the reminder." ”

Don't be angry with people who don't matter, this is a valuable lesson she has learned in the last days.

The woman snorted and turned away.

Hu glanced at it lightly, smiled slightly on her face, but frowned in her heart, she couldn't guess the age of the person who cultivated the truth with common sense, but the woman's eyes were cloudy and she always felt that there was no immortal spirit of a person who cultivated the truth.

She shook her head and chased the crane on the path to Biliantian.

Now she still doesn't know much about the cultivation realm, and when she sees this kind of person again in the future, she can see at a glance that this is a sign that she can't enter the cultivation world and is about to end her life.

Those who cultivate the truth should also be divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the most fundamental thing is the difference between spiritual roots. There are excellent heavenly spiritual roots like Hu Nuan that are cherished by the sect, and there are also spiritual roots that refute the mixed sects and do not accept difficult cultivation. Ordinary is always more than excellent.

This woman is inferior and difficult to benefit, otherwise she would not have made an errand to see the back door in this kind of place, and now that the deadline is approaching, she is troubled and panicked, and she dare not vent to others, but she dares to stare at a mortal. Mortals, ants, originally had the intention that this new flower delivery worker dared to disrespect her and teach her a lesson from the evil fire, but who knew that this ugly woman was very stupid, forget it, why did she waste her precious time on mere mortals, it was better to go to retreat quickly, and I couldn't say that a single realization could prolong her life for a hundred years.

Hu lightly followed the paper crane, not knowing that he had escaped. She was cautious all the way, secretly jotting down the route, only to feel that the surroundings were as quiet as night, and it was not surprising to think of what kind of place this was, and finally the paper crane stopped at the edge of a vast water, and there was a tower standing in it among the green lotus leaves.

Hu Qing's face was confused, this water looked far away, like a wild lake, and the water that he followed the flower boss to see yesterday was not here, how big is Nonghua Pavilion?

The paper crane was fixed in the air and did not move, Hu Qing didn't have time to think about it, and saw that the two pots of Jiupin plum in front of the waterside wooden building that were closed during the day were open and wanted to thank him, and he stepped forward to change the new plum, and hugged the old plum around his waist, and the paper crane had already flown to the original road.

Hu Qing walked out of the Nonghua Pavilion, put the two pots of Jiupin plum in the vacant position, and thought about it, it seems that people who cultivate the truth hate being disturbed when they are cultivating, and the boss of the left and right flowers is in front, and she gets off work quickly.

After walking a hundred meters, she paused, looked at the other road next to her, and temporarily changed her direction. Counting the steps to estimate the time, it took more than half an hour to walk around the Nonghua Pavilion.

I was secretly frightened, the inside was definitely bigger than it looked outside, was it the formation mystery or the other cave written in the immortal cultivation novel?

Shaking his head, he still has too little knowledge, and the people living around him are all mortals, and many people don't even dare to take a step in the boundary river, who can they ask? After thinking about it for a long time, I must know a lot.

Hu Qing returned home, and it was only noon, when the woman next door came out. When the woman saw the green hairpin on her head, she snorted with her nostrils pointing upward.

Hu Qingdang entered his own house invisibly, and he was speechless, and inexplicably became the object of comparison with his neighbors.

She had heard some information from the gossip of her neighbors. Speaking of which, almost all the mortals here come to support the elderly, that is to say, they are all gnawing small clans. Those who do not rely on them will not come here, but those who do rely on them, the leakage between the fingers of the monks at home is enough to feed them.

Therefore, the biggest pastime of these people on weekdays is to talk in a circle and compare.

Every time he goes out to take out the garbage or buy something, Hu Qing can listen to the gossip along the way.

Listen to this neighbor show off to others. Her son, a disciple of Chaohua Sect, she came with her son, according to her own words, the man used to treat her and her son badly, and then the son tested that there was a spiritual root and slapped the man in the face.

This is one of the main points of her show-off, using extremely rich words to describe the man's regret and crying, and she is proud that she dumped him.

Another point to show off is that his son is filial.

Therefore, Hu Qing really wonders where she compares with herself? I'm just a newcomer.

Hu tapped the stove and placed a handful of noodles.

When the fragrance spread to the next door, the woman's eyes turned green, and she cursed for being poor and sour. There is no way, she also wants to eat, but her cooking skills are really bad, and the little widow next door doesn't know each other and doesn't know how to slap her.

As for the filial son, oh, she doesn't lack Bigu Dan, but can this thing be delicious?

Hu Qing couldn't sense the resentment next door, and now she eats one meal a day, I don't know if it was tempered by starvation in the last days, and only one meal did not affect her physical strength.

After packing up, I went out and continued to look for a job, hoping to find a part-time job with free time.

Empty at dusk.

On the second day, there were more things to do in the flower boss, because on this day, the flowers and plants had to be changed in several places in Nonghua Pavilion, and there were quite a lot of changes.

Hu Qing passed an hour later than yesterday, and greeted the flower boss, the flower boss wanted to test her deliberately did not speak, but fortunately, Hu Qing firmly memorized yesterday's list, according to the same on the list, and methodically went back and forth several times to change the flowers.

This time, I didn't see the woman when I went to Nonghua Pavilion, only the paper crane was waiting for her behind the door.

Boss Hua was very satisfied: "In the future, you will do it according to the list, I am busy cultivating, don't bother me if you can do anything other than take care of the flowers and plants." ”

Hu Qing respectfully said that he understood, and Boss Hua really turned around and went in to cultivate again.

This is the daily life of a cultivator, quite - focused.

This head is light enough to have a serious livelihood and live a regular life.

Qiao Yu Zhenren was a little haggard.

He never knew it was so hard to read.

He is a real person, and he splits mountains and seas between his hands, and he is reduced to holding a carving knife and carving large wooden cards one by one, from numbers to names to daily words, word by word teaching.

His apprentice's reaction was so cute, tilting his head, his eyes widened, and he suddenly realized: "It looks like this!" Or, "So the word is X!" ”。

Every time.

Every time!

He didn't understand it, so he took turns to give it to her, how did she make it wrong and different every time?

The point is, he was very sure that the apprentice was not playing tricks on him, she really couldn't remember!

Let's open the skull, there must be worms in the brain.

In fact, this thing can't be too weird. Although she didn't go to elementary school and didn't learn to read and write, she didn't have the opportunity to get in touch with words on weekdays, and she had the impression that the words were horizontal and vertical simplified characters in the world, and the words here were all traditional Chinese characters with twists and turns.

Hu Nuan's little thought was: Can the word still look like this?

With such a strong impact contrast, she has only been in school for a few days and has not come back crying, but her psychological quality is good.