In the dead of night, Mu Wan'er's heart moved slightly and entered the space.
Song Niu was a demon cultivator during his lifetime, and his memory was broken, so he failed to leave any reliable cultivation methods.
Yes, Mu Wan'er stood by the small pool, and couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy that the empty baby was useless, and Song Niu was not all lying to her in her previous life.
The water in the small pool is indeed transformed by the aura in the space, which can condense the soul, and if you don't make up for the loss of space, you will really take a sip less.
In other words, before she couldn't practice, it was best not to use the spiritual spring water lightly.
Otherwise, the space will be lost too quickly, and I am afraid that it will collapse completely if it does not last for a few years.
As soon as the space collapses, the magic weapon will become a useless remnant.
And the master she is here will also be counterattacked.
The power of the magic weapon is very great, and with her current mortal physique, she will definitely lose her life at that time.
Now, the only thing Mu Wan'er can use is a small thatched hut.
Soul nourishing jade has the effect of nourishing and refining the soul.
And without any exercises, as long as you stay in a small hut, its effect can be blessed, and there will be no additional loss of aura.
When practicing, having a strong soul can often get twice the result with half the effort.
So, let's start with a strong soul.
Mu Wan'er was in the thatched hut, according to Song Niu's memory, and sat cross-legged for a night.
The next day, Mu Sanye deliberately rushed early and came to pick up people.
Seeing that although Mu Wan'er's face was still lacking in qi and blood, her eyes were bright and her spirit was still good, he couldn't help but brush a few thin whiskers and praised them repeatedly: "Well, yes, the immortal water given by the Taoist is very effective."
Sister Wan'er, since you are very good, let's go to Zhuangzi first, take a little rest, and then go to Liuyunguan with my father to thank Qingyu Daoist. ” With the past life as a foundation, Mu Wan'er does not have a good impression of this Qingyu old way.
At this time, she was still unconcerned, and nodded yes very obediently.
I don't want to, in the end, she is at a young age, she has just recovered from a serious illness, and she can't stand the fatigue of the car and horse, so Mu Wan'er fell asleep halfway through.
When she woke up, the room was already lit up.
A young daughter-in-law with a naïve eye moved a vermilion lacquered square wooden pestle and sat in front of the bed, sewing and mending clothes with the oil bowl lamp on the head of the bed.
Hearing her wake up, the young daughter-in-law casually put the needle and thread of her clothes on the begonia high table at the head of the bed, leaned over with a smile and asked, "Girl, are you going to get up?"
Mu Wan'er frowned slightly, her eyes crossed her, and she looked around strangely.
This should have reached Zhuangzi.
The room was not half the size of her house, but the walls were painted white.
The window paper is also freshly pasted, and it smells of rice paddles.
There is no shortage of furnishings in the house, not as exquisite and rich as in the house, but it is better to be clean and tidy, and there is a simple and generous taste.
The people sent by the Qian family didn't see any of them, and the young daughter-in-law with thick eyebrows and big eyes was guarding her in the house.
The young daughter-in-law thought that she was looking for Mu Sanye, and said with a smile: "The old man had dinner at noon, and when he saw that the girl was sleeping soundly, he had to go back to the house first."
Looking at the skinny child in front of her, she muttered to herself in her heart: The child is still asleep, and the father will leave the child and go straight back.
Alas, men have always been accustomed to being rough, and they expect them to take care of their children.
It's a pity for a motherless child.
The pity in her heart was even worse, and her voice couldn't help but soften: "Girl, don't worry.
The master said, next time Mu recess to come to see the girl.
The lord also said that the girl should eat well these days and take care of her body, and the lord can take the girl to Liuyunguan to play next time. ” "Oh."
Mu Wan'er retracted her gaze, lowered her eyelids, and hid the disdain in her eyes: What is so good about that Taoist priest of Liuyunguan, even her father, who never believes in ghosts and gods, is moved.
In her past life and in this life, she was very aware of her weight in her father's heart.
This time, Mu Sanye was unusual, and he was busy around her for several days, among them, the father-daughter relationship was there, but I was afraid, and it was more because he had the idea of befriending Qingyu Daoist.
The young daughter-in-law is a clever woman, and she can tell the current situation clearly in a few words: her maiden name is Hong, and the villagers call her Hong Niangzi.
The man in his family turned out to be the steward in this Zhuangzi, and after Mu Sanye bought the Zhuangzi, he saw that the couple was doing things well, so he handed over the Zhuangzi to the two of them to continue to take care of it.
As for the girls who came over with Mu Wan'er, they were tired of carriage and horses, and they had already rested early.
"If the girl wants to see them, the slave family will go and summon someone."
Hong Niangzi made a gesture to get up.
Mu Wan'er clenched her fists to cover her mouth and yawned: "I'm hungry and want to eat."
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There was a ridicule in his heart: the strong dragon couldn't suppress the head snake, and the poor Qian family was scheming.
"It's all hot on the stove."
Lady Hong got up happily, "Girl, wait a minute, the slave family will bring it." ” The meal was simple: a bowl of thick corn porridge, a fist-sized white flour steamed bun, a plate of stir-fried chicken with mountain mushrooms, and a plate of finely chopped shredded pickles.
Served in the crimson stoneware dishes, it is bright and steaming, and it is appetizing to look at.
Mrs.
Hong put the meal on the begonia high table at the head of the bed.
Mu Wan'er didn't need her help, she got up by herself, leaned against the head of the bed, and ate carefully.
Hong Niangzi thought that she was asking her to feed her, but when she saw this, she withdrew her hand and said with emotion: "Girl, this is really hungry."
"But what I said in my heart is that a motherless child is sensible early.
The noble sons and nobles in the big family call slaves and maids, and they are used to being served, how can they use the dishes and chopsticks so skillfully and elegantly at such a young age In the next two or three days, Mu Wan'er's performance made her even more astonishing: this little girl is too well-behaved and sensible I haven't seen the girls who haven't been brought from the house to serve for a long time, in a strange place, there is no acquaintance I know, and the little girl doesn't cry, quietly, let you eat when you eat, let you sleep when you sleep.
Eat your own meals.
Wash yourself.
The bitter medicine soup brought was brought and drank it in a big gulp.
I also slept alone at night.
Sleeping honestly, there is no rolling on the bed, there is no bad problem of kicking the quilt, and there is no need for people to keep vigil at all.
Serving such a noble daughter is too worry-free for her.
No, she didn't have to worry about it at all.
Hong Niangzi secretly observed Mu Wan'er for three days, completely relieved, and no longer guarded herself from time to time.
So, on the fourth day, Mu Wan'er had a new playmate, Hong Niangzi, who brought her eldest daughter over to kowtow to her.
"Girl, this is the eldest girl in the slave family, she will be ten years old after the New Year, and she can just play with the girl."
The big girl's eyebrows and eyes are seven points like Hong Niangzi.
At a young age, he has a certain amount of progress and retreat, and he seems to be smart and clever.
"Can she accompany me to play in the Zhuangzi" Mu Wan'er tilted her head and asked with wide eyes.
It's still a kid after all.
Hong Niangzi readily agreed: "Yes, of course I can." ” "Great."
Mu Wan'er jumped down from the stool with a smile, took the eldest girl's hand, and shouted enthusiastically, "Let's go, eldest girl, let's go out to play."
"According to Hong Niangzi, Liuyunguan is only two or three miles away from here.
She doesn't like Taoist priests, but she yearns for their cultivation exercises, and she wants to learn a thing or two secretly.
The eldest girl looked up at Hong Niangzi.
Hong Niangzi tapped her head and advised: "The girl is weak, don't run away."
If you fall and knock the girl, watch out for your skin. ” "Hmm."
The big girl's eyes lit up.
Don't work, don't take your younger siblings, just accompany the girl, and you can go outside to play, the errand of being a girl is much better than you imagined. took Mu Wan'er's hand and walked outside the house, the eldest girl quickly glanced back, and saw that Hong Niangzi did not follow, so she lowered her head and whispered, "What does the girl want to play?"
Mu Wan'er wanted to go to Liuyunguan, but she couldn't rush this matter, so she had to put her mind down for the time being, and asked patiently: "What do you usually play, what is the most fun, we will play." ” "Me," the big girl rolled her eyelids.
Usually, she has to help the family with the work, take her younger siblings, and where she has time to play, "There is."
I'll take you to the mountains to collect firewood and play. ” Mu Wan'er was full of black lines: What kind of play is this?
The eldest girl frowned and wrenched her fingers and said, "It's fun to collect firewood."
At this time of year, the mountains are full of wildflowers.
We don't collect firewood this time, we can go pick flowers and play.
There are hares in the mountains, and if we're lucky, we'll be able to bump into them coming out in search of food.
There is also a good well in the mountains.
The well water is sweet.
The Taoist masters in the temple all went there to carry water and drink.
In their spare time, the Taoists will also practice their fists and feet in the grove next to them. ” "Is it the Taoist priest in the Liuyun Temple" Mu Wan'er's eyes also lit up.
"That's right."
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The eldest girl nodded affirmatively, "The Daoists are all good people."
We're watching, and they're not striking.
Some of them are bold and learn from the Taoists.
The Taoist masters will sometimes give a few pointers. ” This can have Mu Wan'er take her hand and smiled: "Okay, let's go collect firewood and play." ”: