Chapter 90
In the next half month, Xu'er, accompanied by the young master, went to the "Mountain Shadow" inn of Donglai Inn to find Yin Yiyun, and learned the art of exhalation and breath movement. Young master Chen read books and drank tea in the hall of the guest house, and waited. The first half of the day.

Suspending the practice plan every morning for a while, Mr. Chen was not at all impatient.

When he found a gap, he went to Senior Sister Yin to ask him about the difficulties in practicing the "Dongxuan Jinyan Yuguang Sutra" that he had practiced. After more than ten days, he gained a lot and gained a new understanding of the subtleties of the exercises.

"You've learned very quickly. You've become familiar with the meridian route of Xinggong. You've mastered the 'Lying Ying' body technique I taught you. You will practice diligently later on, trying to find the sense of Qi as soon as possible, and break through the threshold to enter Qi training. I will come again when I have time in the future. Danyangfang is visiting you."

There are only seven days before the new year, Yin Yiyun pulled the reluctant little girl and instructed.

"Sister Yiyun, I won't be lazy. I already know a lot of characters. Yesterday afternoon, my son praised my handwriting for improving. Practice is much easier than writing, and it's fun..."

Xu'er escorted Yin Yiyun out of the inn, chatting on twitter.

In her perception, writing and reading are the most annoying things in the world.

In a few days, the carefree girl became familiar with Yin Yiyun, and she never saw anyone calling "Sister Yiyun". If those inner disciples on Zijian Peak heard it, their eyes would roll out of shock.

Chen Mou coughed twice at the right time.

Xu'er quickly changed the subject: "Sister Yiyun, with your good words, I hope that when you come next time, I will already be a real Qi refiner."

Yin Yiyun smiled and pinched the girl's cheek, and suddenly approached the girl's ear, saying something.

Xu'er suddenly became shy, secretly looking at her young master.

"Let's go, don't have to send it away."

Yin Yiyun waved his hands to say goodbye, flew towards the sky above the street, and disappeared into the southern sky in the blink of an eye.

Chen Mou handed him off, Senior Sister Yin whispered to him on purpose, before entering the threshold of the Qi Refining Realm, Xu'er couldn't break through, really, he is such a serious person, the world can learn from it, and it is rare in the world, so he didn't believe him .

As the New Year's Eve approaches, the streets of Fangshi have a more unique and lively atmosphere than usual.

The shops started to decorate, sweep the dust and remove the old ones. It has been a busy year, and most of the shops have launched discounted items for sale. The money cannot be exhausted, and the momentum is endless. The popularity of the store is expected for the coming year.

He stretched out his hand and held Xu'er who was looking around.

"It's Chinese New Year, buy new clothes for you, you like it, just try it on and buy it."

With a single word, the girl was pulled out of parting and parting sorrow, excited and excited, and shouted: "Young master, I saw someone wearing fox fur and buckskin boots a few years ago, so very handsome."

"purchase!"

"Young Master, how about we call Sister Shang Ying'er and Sister Han'er to go shopping together and buy me new clothes. If we don't buy them for them, they will still feel sad if they don't say anything."

"You little clever ghost, you are the only one who is thoughtful."

The two went down the mountain, called Ying'er and Han'er at home, the three women played a show, went in and out of various shops, ate in Fangshi restaurants, and wandered until it was almost dark. a burden.

After walking around for half a day, Mr. Chen felt much more tired than practicing kung fu.

Back in the yard, the three women happily closed the bedroom door, never tired of doing it, and kept changing into newly bought skirts, fox furs, and boots, and took turns showing them off to the masters who were drinking tea in the main room.

Women want to please themselves, they only want to get a compliment from the son, and smile all over their faces.

Seeing that it was getting late and Xu'er was still in the bedroom, not intending to go to the side room to write, Mr. Chen got up and said, "I'm going to practice in the west room, Xu'er, you haven't finished your homework today, hurry up."

"My lord, I'm tired from shopping today, can I have a rest for a day?"

"Today's work is over today, no leave is allowed."

Chen Mou resolutely refused with a smile, and walked out of the main room.

He can't be used to the little guy who doesn't have self-awareness, otherwise there will be two.

He really couldn't figure it out, why would anyone think that writing and reading is more difficult than practicing?

Still lacking a sense of existential crisis.

"Xu'er, hurry up and write, don't make the young master angry."

"Put all the clothes away, and I'll wear them tomorrow during the day, Xuer, go quickly."

Hearing Ying'er and Han'er's persuasion, Chen Mou smiled. Before he reached the West Room, he suddenly heard two knocks on the door, "Dong Dong", it was really sudden and weird in the dark night.

Chen Mou's face was a little ugly, he was already familiar with the knock on the door.

With a touch of foot, the whole person fell lightly to the courtyard door, and suddenly opened the courtyard door.

What surprised him a little was that Meng Tianxiu didn't leave this time, she was wrapped in a black robe, with her back to him, standing five feet away.

"I'm leaving, I'm here to say goodbye to you, I know you look down on me, but I have no friends in Fangshi, there are still boxes of books left at home, and the rest of the street stalls I have worked so hard on I want to give you the wealth I have accumulated through hard work, but if you don’t want it, I will burn it up.”

Meng Tianxiu walked slowly into the darkness in the southeast, her voice was somewhat hoarse and hollow.

Chen Mou frowned slightly, and said: "You will not be rewarded for no merit, thank you for your kindness."

He didn't want to have any contact with Meng Tianxiu who made him feel uncomfortable, so he directly refused, why should you accept it when you give it to me?
It's not that he doesn't have money. If he needs any books, he can just go to the market to buy them with his own money.

For no reason, he didn't want to owe this kind of unclear favor.

The woman who had already walked more than ten feet away, only a hazy black figure remained, turned around and sighed.

"My brother's vengeance has been avenged. I haven't done that kind of business for a long time. These days, I was locked in a cold house alone, thinking about it, and decided to return to seclusion and hide my name for this remaining life. I was in Fangshi. I recognize you as a friend, you are the only man I know who didn't fall into trouble and didn't go to my yard."

Speaking of the latter, there is already a choked cry with true feelings.

Standing at the gate of the opened courtyard, Chen Mou heard the woman's desolate and weak voice that was no longer empty, his face was a bit complicated, he didn't move, he remembered that Xiu'er once left a letter saying not to believe her, and said in his mouth:

"You can change to a different city and go to a remote place to start a new life of practice. Why punish yourself by retiring to the common world? Your brother is under the nine springs, and I don't want you to do stupid things."

Hearing the movement, Xu'er ran out from the main room to watch the excitement, but Chen Mou held his head down and didn't allow him to look.

No matter how curious Ying'er and Han'er were, they didn't get permission from the young master, they just looked around at the steps of the main room.

"I did that kind of business back then because I wanted to earn more spirit stones and find out who killed my brother. I hate...all the monks in the city, even you."

Meng Tianxiu smiled bitterly, and said: "I did something wrong, I shouldn't use that kind of way to abuse myself to earn spirit stones, thinking of so many men... I can't forgive myself."

Throwing something out with a raised hand, he turned around and continued walking, saying: "The bookcase I left in the house, there is a wooden box in it, which contains a copy of the secret method of the movement of fire recorded on the heavenly gold silk paper, which I learned from the pages of ancient books. I found out that I can't practice, so I gave it to you."

It doesn't matter whether the other party has heard of the preciousness of the Tianjin silk paper or not, he left on his own.

Chen Mou followed the yard key thrown to him by the woman, with a complicated expression on his face. After thinking about it for a moment, he whispered to Xu'er to stay at home and not to open the door if anyone knocked.

"I'll come when I go."

Go out and chase in the direction of the shadow that disappeared in the dark.

"Young master, Ye Hei, be careful."

Xu'er yelled, and quickly closed the courtyard door, leaning her back against the door, her heart throbbing with inexplicable discomfort, very lightly.

She didn't know what was going on, could it be that she had been shopping for too long today?

She has only recently been exposed to spiritual practice, so she doesn't know that this is a "whim" elementary induction that predicts danger.

Taoism is also called "Xintong".

Only those who have the roots of wisdom in their bodies can realize their nature and self-enlightenment.

Ying'er saw that Xu'er hadn't moved for a long time after she pressed against the door, so she asked Han'er to come down from the steps holding the wind lamp, and saw Xu'er's face was pale, leaning against the door weakly, with a thin layer of cold sweat on her forehead, she hurried forward He supported him and said, "Xu'er, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It was very uncomfortable just now, but it's better now."

"It's very cold outside, I'll help you go indoors to rest for a while, Han'er, and cook a bowl of ginger syrup."

"Sister Ying'er, I seem to be sick, I have no strength in my body, and my eyelids are also fighting. Please help me tell my son that I really can't do my homework today."

Xu'er pressed half of her body on Ying'er, and said in a weak and pitiful voice.

Ying'er glanced at it, and immediately found a flaw, the little guy's face was no longer pale, and returned to rosy, she stretched out her hand to pinch the soft flesh of the waist, but was dodged by the girl giggling.

The conspiracy was revealed and he fled.

Why is it so difficult for her not to do her homework?

……

(End of this chapter)

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