Small courtyard, living room.

Sun Heng stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the girl opposite with blazing eyes.

Ding Jing, sixteen years old, is the same age as him.

It's just that Sun Heng's figure is much burder than his peers, and he looks older.

Although Ding Jing, who used to have a good family, is now dressed in cloth, her skin is pink and tender, and her ten fingers are like green onions.

Looking closely, Ding Jing's facial features are exquisite, and her appearance is not outstanding, but she also has a girlish and sweet meaning.

She is tall, with slender legs, and her body is not very graceful, but she is still young, and it is too early to say how to say it in the future.

Overall, this is a pure little girl, but it is not surprising, and there is no rumored agility on her.

At this time, she stood in the hall, her eyes jumping with panic, and her ten fingers tightened, like a frightened little white rabbit, which provoked pity.

Especially Peng Wang, the young man who had long been in love with her in the back, if his parents hadn't stopped him, he would have come to Ding Jing's side to comfort him.

"Do you have the qualifications to practice the Fa?"

Sun Heng paced in front of Ding Jing and said slowly: "What the hell is going on?" ”

"I ...... I don't know if I have that qualification. ”

The little girl lowered her head and quietly glanced at Sun Heng, her voice was low and weak, if it weren't for his amazing ear power, I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hear it clearly.

After a pause, she continued: "When I was ten years old, there was a Taoist priest who passed by Yanfu Mountain, looked at me, and said that I had the qualifications to cultivate the Fa. ”

"Hmm. ”

Sun Heng nodded and said, "Then where?"

Ding Jing continued to speak softly: "Then...... Then he said that he would take me as a disciple and take me into a sect of cultivation called Xuanqingmen. ”

"But because he had something to do at the time, he couldn't take me with him, so he gave me a secret book first, let me practice on my own, and said that he would come back and take me away in two years. ”

Sun Heng nodded silently on the side.

This fits the rhythm of the story in the bookstore, but it's clear that something has changed.

"Since then, the You Fang Daoist hasn't come back?"

"Hmm. ”

Ding Jing nodded her head.

"Since you have the qualifications to cultivate the Fa, and he hasn't come back, why don't you try other immortals?"

Sun Heng asked curiously: "Not to mention far away, even in Chen County, there is also a wind channel of Xianyang Temple. ”

"This ......"

Ding Jing hesitated, and his face was quietly raised, and there was also an embarrassed expression: "When that You Fang Taoist left, he said that he was afraid that others would find out my cultivation qualifications and snatch away their disciples of the Xuanqing Sect, so he cast a spell to make my spiritual sense not visible. Unless he casts the spell himself to lift it, or I cultivate the exercises in the secret book to perfection, I can break it.

"The Taoist priest never returned, and my father also took me to the Xianyang Temple, but was driven down. ”

Sun Heng's heart sank, and he already had a bad feeling.

He opened his mouth and said with a somewhat strange expression: "That You Fang Taoist only gave you the secret book, did you ask your family for some silver taels or something?"

“......”

Ding Jing smiled bitterly, obviously she also knew what Sun Heng wanted to say.

That's their family cheated!

Taking a deep breath, Ding Jing closed his eyes and said in a somewhat helpless tone: "That Taoist chief didn't ask for it, but my father did give him a lot of silver taels as a ritual at that time." ”

"Heh......"

Sun Heng shook his head.

This liar is very powerful, and he is willing to cheat others out of their money.

He turned around and took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone: "What is the name of that exercise, you write it, and I'll take a look." ”

"Yes!"

Ding Jing didn't refuse, moved his steps lightly, came to the table, and whispered while grinding the inkstone: "The exercise that the Taoist chief gave me is called Xuanqing Miaofa, I have been practicing all these years when I have nothing to do, although I haven't cultivated any mana, but I am also deaf and clear-sighted, and it should not be considered a deceptive kung fu." ”

"Really?"

Sun Heng stood beside her and spoke noncommittally.

"Hmm. ”

Ding Jing nodded, then took a deep breath, dipped her pen in ink, and wrote on the white paper.

Her pen is gentle and elegant, which is pleasing to the eye, but she shows that she is not weak in calligraphy.

Sun Heng put his hands behind his back, looked at Ding Jing's side face, and suddenly spoke: "How are your parents?"

"Ah......h

Ding Jing's wrist trembled, her pretty face turned white, and then her eyes turned red: "...... The two of them have not been heard from anymore. ”

"Hmm. ”

Sun Heng nodded, there was no news, there was a high probability that he would not be able to escape this catastrophe, and his voice slowed down at the moment, and said, "Mourning." ”

"Thank you, Sun Gongzi. ”

The corners of Ding Jing's mouth twitched, lowered his head, and began to write again.

But he didn't want to, Sun Heng just didn't seem to want her to write smoothly, and suddenly spoke again: "Then what are your plans in the future?"

"I ......"

Ding Jing's wrist trembled, and the ink had already scratched the white paper.

"Be careful. ”

Sun Heng shook his head with regret on his face, and changed a piece of paper: "Rewrite a copy." ”

He looked at Ding Jing, his eyes were unwavering.

But for some reason, Ding Jing's face was pale, and she laughed dryly, then lowered her head and wrote honestly.

Sun Heng looked at Ding Jing, and his powerful five senses allowed him to clearly distinguish the frequency of this little girl's heartbeat.

In a way, this is an alternative polygraph.

When she was writing just now, Ding Jing's heartbeat was a little abnormal!

She didn't want to tell herself about this exercise!

Originally, Sun Heng already thought that the Taoist priest in Ding Jing's mouth was a liar, but now it seems that it may not be!

At least, there is something else to this exercise.

Otherwise, Ding Jing would not have planned to deceive herself!

And now that she was warned by herself, the aura was overwhelming, and she didn't dare to cheat if she thought about it.

After a long time, Ding Jing, who was pale, finished writing the exercises silently and handed the paper with a thousand words to Sun Heng.

Sweeping his eyes, Sun Heng couldn't help frowning.

All things are born by nature, the solid is the spirit, and there is nothing in the matter, and there is no form in the form......

Among the thousand words, there are 100 words, which is about spiritual awareness.

The meaning of the language is mysterious and mysterious, and it seems to have a deep meaning, but if you think about it carefully, you will get nothing.

After reading this Xuanqing Mystic Method, the whole article is up, but it doesn't teach people how to cultivate specifically.

The only few cultivation terms are also to describe the mystical and mystical spiritual perceptions.

But in Sun Heng's opinion, this kind of thing is even more difficult to fake!

Since he couldn't see anything wrong with the exercises, he simply ignored them, anyway, the exercises of those who practice the Fa should not be able to cultivate themselves.

He put down the paper, looked at Ding Jing again, and said, "What are you going to do in the future?"

Ding Jing lowered her head, didn't dare to look at Sun Heng's eyes, and said softly: "I haven't thought about it yet." ”

"Jing girl, you are stupid!"

Huang Tao, who had been paying attention to the situation here, suddenly screamed, and walked quickly to Ding Jing's side: "What can you do with thin arms and legs? Minglu is in front of you, with Master Sun here, can you still be wronged?"

Then she turned her head to look at Sun Heng and hurriedly said, "Master Sun, I see that there is no one else in your courtyard, do you need a maid or something like that?"

"Mother!"

Before anyone else could speak, Peng Wang, the young man over there, was already anxious, his forehead was bruised, and he jumped up and down in his father's arms, his anger was uncontrollable: "What are you talking about?" Jing'er...... How can Jing'er do such a thing!"

Ding Jing's face was also pale, and her body trembled to avoid the yellow peach and moved to the side.

Sun Heng has a mediocre appearance, and when she meets several times, she is intimidating her, and she is timid in the face of Sun Heng, let alone what to do to accompany the bed.

"I'm really empty here. ”

It's just that Sun Heng didn't plan to let her go, and then Huang Tao's words continued: "But forget about the warm house, clean the courtyard here on weekdays." ”

"Well, eight dollars of silver a month, how about eating and living?"

"Okay, okay!"

Without waiting for Ding Jing to speak, Huang Tao was already busy answering for her, and casually reached out to Ding Jing: "This kind of good thing, where do you find it? Do you think it's still the time to follow your father? Eight coins of silver, a lot!"

"That's right!"

After saying Ding Jing, Huang Tao looked at Sun Heng with a flattering face: "Master Sun, I don't know if you are still lacking in other people here......?" I can cook!"

"Exactly!"

Sun Heng nodded: "I really need a cook here." ”

He turned slightly and looked at Huang Tao's husband: "There is still a lack of a janitor." If you husband and wife are willing to come together, how about two taels of silver a month?"

"Good...... Good ......"

At this time, Huang Tao's body trembled slightly with excitement, and she couldn't say anything for a long time.

"So, what about our son? We can't let him have nowhere to go, right?"

It's Butcher Peng, who is still concerned about his son's whereabouts.

Sun Heng's face sank: "He's so old, do you still want to support him?" There are so many errands in the Sanhe Gang, as long as you are willing to work hard, let alone support him, it is not a problem to feed your family of three." ”

The words fell, and he looked at Ding Jing who was shrinking again.

If she didn't have the talent for cultivating the Fa, she would just have one more place to eat.

And if she has.

That's a strange thing to live in!!