The weather is getting warmer day by day, but Xu'er's heart is getting colder day by day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the cuttlefish left, Mo Wenxin finally left a month ago and never appeared nearby. Su'er felt that she had driven him away. She spent a winter learning to make a pair of shoes, and many times she pricked her fingers with a steel needle. She couldn't forget the two toes that poked his head in the hole of the shoe when she first saw the cuttlefish, and although she didn't know if it would fit or not, she still asked Mo to ask her to hand over the shoes to the cuttlefish. Mo Wenxin hesitated to accept the shoes, but two days later he returned untouched, saying that the cuttlefish resolutely refused to accept them, and then claimed that there was something important to leave and it was difficult to fulfill the duty of guard.

Su'er thought to herself, a fool can see the meaning of giving shoes, and the other party is a neat refusal to return the shoes, and keeping his subordinates away from him is to get rid of all involvement, so as not to add trouble to both parties. Yes, people are cultivators, or not ordinary cultivators, although they have good looks, but they have no qualifications and no background, how can they be looked down upon? I'm afraid that being a concubine is not qualified enough. So she didn't say anything, just reached out to take back her shoes, smiled a little sadly, turned around and walked briskly back into the building.

This is a lost love that quietly sprouts, silently withering before it blossoms.

Su'er is still Su'er, still the bright-eyed, diligent and clever girl, but winter goes to spring, and her heart seems to be still locked in winter, staying on the night when Mo Wenxin returned her shoes. She looked much more mature and calm, but there was rarely a smile on her face, and she devoted all her energy to serving the young master and the third lady.

The young master and the third lady have their own troubles. The young master is the child who has ever seen the hardest cultivation in Su'er, but such a child has no talent for cultivation, and this young master who can't practice but is obsessed with cultivation is a piece of the third lady's heart. Su'er was also worried that the young master would become crazy if this continued, and really hoped that the great god of Pangu could be moved by the young master's persistence and send down miracles so that he could practice.

Of course, miracles will not appear, but in the past few days, the young master has stopped meditating, as if he knew that his cultivation was hopeless, and finally chose to give up, and instead became obsessed with turning the ground and loosening the soil behind the building, planting some flowers and plants. Fortunately, she was faintly stunned: it is said that spring is full of hope, but there are also many people who are struggling in disappointment and despairing in the struggle.

In the abrupt sigh, Xu'er grew a year older, like a bright and pink peach blossom, which really stretched out in the east wind. She moved a bamboo bench and sat in front of the building, leaning on the soft breeze of the street, leaning on the warm sun of the half curtain, reading a small talking book that she hadn't finished reading in winter. At this time, two people dressed in cyan robes rode tall horses to the front of the building, turned over and dismounted and shook the waist tag in their hands at her, claiming that they were official officials from the Heavenly Master's Department to test the residents' cultivation qualifications and register them.

Every spring, the Celestial Master is a government agency in charge of the spiritual education of the common people, located in every city, large and small, and every spring they send people to conduct "practice checks" in the city and nearby villages and towns, to test the qualifications of children around the age of nine for free, and to provide opportunities for children with spiritual qualifications to enter the primary training institute. The function of this institution was simple but extremely important, and it was tasked with recruiting and cultivating cultivators for the Great Zhou Empire. This year, it was the time of the "Spiritual Record", and the officials began to go door-to-door, and unlike in previous years, they no longer only asked if there were any nine-year-old children in the family, but asked all men and women over the age of nine and under 20 to be tested.

It's a large-scale survey, and it's a free test anyway, and no one asks why it's different from previous years. Jin Luohua didn't think about it, walked out and exchanged a few words with the errand officer, and then let them do a qualification test for the only qualified Su'er in the family. Su'er saw a messenger scribbling a number on his notebook, so he closed the notebook and left. That number is 47, which is 3 points short of less than 50. The difference of 3 points is the distance between heaven and earth. Su'er looked in the direction of the two horses and sighed secretly in her heart.

Half a month later, more than 50 villages and towns affiliated to Shashui City and its surroundings were all checked, and more than a dozen thick qualification registers were sent to the instructors of the Heavenly Master. In accordance with the instructions of the city lord, the instructor ordered people to carefully sort out and copy them, and sent a list of more than 200 names and their addresses to the city lord's mansion. In the conference hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Lin Yingqi pinched the list and glanced at it before handing him to Gong Ximing. Gong Ximing hurriedly took it as if he had received a treasure, with an eternal smile on his face.

"These people's qualifications are all between 40 and 50, Mr. Gongxi, is there really a way for your sect to raise them to above 50?" Lin Yingqi's cheeks trembled, soft as a water bladder that had been gently shaken. He wore a white shirt very casually, and held a white silk fan in his hand regardless of winter or summer.

"Is that still fake?" Gong Ximing smiled faintly, and said proudly, "My Conversion to Truth Sect has an ancient history, a profound doctrine, and a peerless secret ritual, which can increase the qualifications of people of the seventh rank by 20 qualifications, the qualifications of those with sixth qualifications by 10 qualifications, and the qualifications of the fourth and fifth grades can also increase by 1 to 5 qualifications, although it is not much, but a little more qualifications is a little more hope, and it can also make ordinary people turn into cultivators, and this ability to turn decay into magic is unique." ”

Lin Yingqi laughed and didn't speak, but glanced at the cuttlefish sitting on the other side. The cuttlefish had just been recalled from the desert, dressed in gray, his eyes were slightly closed, and Mu Ran's face was so white that there was no blood and no expression.

"What do you think, cuttlefish?" asked Lin Yingqi.

"If you violate the laws of cultivation, you will be a poisonous Gu that harms people. The cuttlefish replied in a low, hoarse voice.

"Brother Mo's words are wrong!" Gong Ximing was not annoyed at all, and said slowly: "What are the rules? It is just some man-made or heaven-determined rules, man-made rules tend to change from time to time, and the rules of heaven are not unswerving. In the ancient cultivation world, there were only ten stars of the sun and moon, and there was no dark moon, purple qi, rahu, and Jidu, let alone the stars of the twenty-eight nakshatras, but now there is a method of star transformation, which allows people to cultivate all kinds of mutated stars, and the ancient practice law has long been broken. What's more, among the ten realms of the celestial stars, Uranus is like a void lightning, splitting all conventions, and there are even laws that break through the law, since there is this star in the sky, it can be seen that there is no definite law, and if there is a law, there should be something that breaks the law, how can Brother Mo be so obsessed?"

The cuttlefish lowered his head slightly and was silent, as if he hadn't heard Gong Ximing's words at all.

Lin Yingqi shook the fan in his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Gongxi does have some truth when he talks about Tianxing Avenue. However, as the saying goes, there are some fundamental things that cannot be shaken. Everyone's birth is based on the luck of the stars in the sky, inheriting the blood of their parents, and the nine-year-old star house is coagulated, and the qualifications are already doomed, if they can be easily changed, it can really be called a means against the sky. ”

"If the city lord doesn't believe it, he can find someone to try it on the spot. Gongxi Ming said.

Lin Yingqi waved his hand: "It's not necessary. I believe that it is not a problem not to believe, but I am afraid that some people will not believe it. In the three thousand years of the Great Zhou Empire, the royal family has always been as stable as a rock, no matter how strong the princely family of the Quartet is, no one will fight the idea of the royal family, because the royal bloodline has a unique atmosphere, which can invisibly improve the cultivation foundation of the people. This kind of method sounds a little more powerful than the royal family, which will inevitably make those big families suspicious. ”

Gong Ximing chuckled: "It doesn't matter if they are suspicious or not, as long as the people are not suspicious, as long as no one can find fault with it, in less than ten years, will the city lord still be worried that he will not be able to get a strong arm?"

Lin Yingqi's squinted eyes flashed with a fine light, the fat on his face couldn't help but tremble, and he shook his head and said, "I'm just a small city lord, I just want to raise a few Heavenly Masters to keep my family safe, where do I need any help?"

Gong Ximing just smiled knowingly, no longer spoken, and only slowly rubbed the long list in his hand. The cuttlefish was still sitting there like an old monk, but his eyes widened slightly, and he swept a cold gaze towards Gong Ximing opposite.

............

The sun was good.

Lin Du and Wu Shanyue sprinkled flower seeds on the newly turned land behind the building, and carried a few buckets of water to pour on them, sweating profusely. There is a small garden with an acre of land, damp and fragrant with earth, all of which were turned out by Lin Duan and the two of them with a shovel and a shovel, and they worked hard for more than half a month. If it weren't for Lin Dui's ability to use some star power, he probably wouldn't have been able to do this kind of adult physical work at a young age. Jin Luohua and Su'er wanted to help, but the two children didn't let them do it, so they had to toss it themselves, and they could only get it by themselves, so they just ran around the town to help them find some flower seeds and flower seedlings that could be transplanted.

The flowers have been planted and the seedlings have been transplanted. All that's left is to put up another fence around it. At Jin's suggestion, the two decided to plant a circle of plants around the garden called bamboo, a shrub with small thorns on its leaves, with straight, evergreen branches, often used as a living fence. They first sprinkled a circle of white ash around the garden as a boundary, and then began to sow the seeds of the green needle bamboo in the outermost part. Black Beans followed them, their little noses sniffing east and west, rolling on the ground from time to time, running around excitedly.

After washing the clothes, she dried them one by one on the clothes pole on the second floor, put her hand on her forehead, glanced at the sun that climbed to the top of the locust tree, and then went downstairs to go out to buy vegetables. As soon as she pushed the door, a piece of paper caught in the crack of the door fluttered to the ground, she was slightly startled, leaned over and took it in her hand, and leaned closer to read the dense small words on it, reading and reading, the hand holding the piece of paper couldn't help but tremble. (To be continued.) )