The happy life of the embroidered girl in space

Chapter 63 Burning incense to save lives (4)
Opening it, it turned out to be a copybook, and it was "small plum blossom characters". Ning Yuyao had heard from Ning's father that this was a flower-shaped font, which was said to have been created by a talented woman from the former dynasty hundreds of years ago. It is characterized by flowers from a distance, characters from a close view, words in the flowers, flowers hidden in the words, and the integration of the words and the plum blossoms.This typeface is beautiful, but it is difficult to practice, difficult to write, and almost lost.Even if there are very few copybooks that can be found now, it is said that they have basically been lost. I did not expect that I was lucky enough to find one today, but I don't know how Shu Mozhai got it by chance, and how the pearl was lost.

Ning Yuyao tentatively asked, "Uncle shopkeeper, are these books for sale?"

The shopkeeper glanced at it: "Those are old books that our buddy has just collected from the countryside, and we haven't had time to sort them out yet. If the little girl likes them, I'll give you 35 Wen for one book. The one in your hand is thinner, and it's only [-] Wen." , our store is short of manpower, so I really can’t take care of it.”

Ning Yuyao was overjoyed, and quickly took another agricultural book that she had just flipped through, and yelled at Father Ning: "Daddy, I want these two books."

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper looked at Ning Yuyao and Ning's father saying hello, and said with a smile, "Since it's Ning Juren's daughter, how about this, it's cheaper, just [-] Wen."

Ning Yuyao wiped the two books clean with a handkerchief, and hugged her tightly. Seeing that her daughter liked it so much, Father Ning paid for it without caring what kind of book it was: "Then thank you shopkeeper."

Ning's father and the others walked out of "Shu Mozhai", and when they reached a corner, Ning Yuyao stuffed the book into Ning's father's arms and was so excited. Ning Yuyao's little hands were still trembling a little, and she couldn't help turning her head to look, for fear that someone would follow her. It seems that I want to return the book.

"Sister, what kind of book did you buy?" Ning Yuji couldn't help asking when she saw her sister was so excited when she reached the backyard of Jinxiufang.

"Father, mother, brother, this is the long-lost plum blossom copybook." Ning Yuyao's voice was full of excitement.

"Yeah, is this the copybook?" Ning Yulei on the side suddenly realized, "No wonder you hugged so tightly at the time, for fear that someone would snatch it back." Ning Yulei flipped through the copybook in Ning's father's hand, and really felt that the plum blossom was the same. Words, the girl's family is very good at learning, but it's a little difficult.

Seeing that his daughter had dug up the treasure, Father Ning's eyes were full of pride. His precious daughter is a little lucky star, and things are naturally good things when they bump into them. Even though this type of font is not from a famous artist, it is extremely beautiful when written , pleasing to the eye.

Hui Niang has also heard of "small plum blossom characters", but it is said that this special font has disappeared for a long time. Unexpectedly, she was lucky enough to see the beauty of "small plum blossom characters" in the hands of her daughter, and shouted excitedly that she should learn a little bit.

After returning to Ning's house and having dinner, Hui Niang continued to do the embroidery work in Jinxiufang in her room. Ning's father also brought his two older brothers and younger brothers to discuss academic issues in the study. There came the prestige's report, and he found an excuse and slipped out.

The country road has a fresh smell of mud. After a few breaths, it is like washing the stale air from the body. I feel a little lighter all over the body. It’s just that the path into the mountain is a bit muddy. Fortunately, we can step on the weeds on the side of the road Walking forward, the embroidered shoes and skirt got wet after just a few steps, Ning Yuyao had to carry the skirt with both hands, but luckily she changed out of old shoes and clothes before going out.Because of the throbbing in her heart, when she saw the bloody man, Ning Yuyao felt uneasy all the time, and asked Wei Feng to bring that man to her home to have a look, but she still didn't dare to take him home for fear of implicating her family.

Following the direction guided by the prestige, I saw a cave. Ning Yuyao is no stranger to this cave. In the past, when hunters hunted in winter, the mountain roads were difficult to walk at night, so they would stay in the cave for the night, but there was nothing on this side of Lihua Village. Because of the large prey, the number of hunters is decreasing day by day, and now almost no one comes, so the cave has been abandoned for a long time, and the cave may have been covered with moss.

The place where no one lives is always a bit intrusive. The black hole at the entrance seems to be dangerous. Ning Yuyao is not a real five-year-old girl. Walking in small steps lightly, the cave is not big, but because the light is a little dark in the evening, after her eyes get used to the darkness inside, she can see the whole cave clearly. The stone walls on both sides are covered with a layer of green moss, but the ground has obviously been cleaned by someone, and she will not slip when she walks over. She walked slowly and looked around, and stepped on something without paying attention. It was silent. Suddenly there was a "crash" sound in the hole.

Ning Yuyao hastily and nervously took a few steps back. After seeing clearly, she realized that they were some rusty iron bows and arrows. They might have been discarded by hunters who passed by before, and they were piled up here. When moving away from this pile of scrap iron, someone suddenly coughed not far from the right, and the sound seemed to be a bit painful.

When I got closer, I saw that there was a relatively flat stone on the inner wall of the cave, which should have been used as a resting place for passers-by. At this time, there was a black shadow lying on the stone, which could be seen by the dark light in the cave. I can see that it is a person, it seems to be extremely cold, and the whole body is curled up in pain. Even if someone comes in, he remains motionless and maintains that position. If he hadn't heard the person coughing just now, he might have thought that he was lying on it. It's a dead man.

Thinking of this, she walked quickly to the stone bed, and as soon as she yelled hello, she felt something was wrong, because she smelled a stench after approaching, and she was not unfamiliar with this stench, and she was also concerned about it at this time. Clutching her nose in disgust, she hastily stretched out her hand to cover the man's forehead, the heat made her hand tremble.

Wei Feng saw the owner whispering "Ho Ho Ho Ho" regardless of his aggrievedness. Ning Yuyao hurriedly comforted it and brought it into the space.

"Youyou, come out of the space and take a look." Ning Yuyao said through voice transmission with her spiritual sense.

"Okay, sister." Youyou didn't make any rebuttals. Although there was very little aura outside, since my sister called me so eagerly, something must have happened to me. As soon as I left the space, my vision dimmed a lot. The man said: "Sister, do you want to save him?"

"Yes, Youyou, I don't know why I always have a feeling of déjà vu when I see him. There is always a voice in my heart telling myself that I must save it or I will regret it." Ning Yuyao knows that cultivators can generally seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. The inspiration of the matter is much higher than that of ordinary people, so Ning Yuyao dare not ignore the feeling in her heart.

"Sister, I took a look at this person just now, and it seems that some medicine has been used on his face to change his appearance." After hearing that it was Ning Yuyao's intuition, Youyou carefully observed the voice and appearance of the person in front of him, and found that there was still something on his face. There are traces of drugs.

(End of this chapter)