After He Yi left, Huan Niang's room was silent for a moment.
Neither of them spoke.
"Eat the candied fruit I sent someone to buy." Huan Niang took out a food box from the basket on the table beside her, and there was still a trace of heat in her tentacles.
There are many kinds of candied snacks inside, and they all look freshly baked.
Lingchu lowered her head and said nothing, letting Huan Niang wipe her hands with a handkerchief, then quietly took a frosted hawthorn ball and ate it.
Huan Niang always says to wipe your hands before eating.
The hawthorn balls are still as delicious as ever, sour and sweet, Lingchu thought to himself after carefully eating one.
"Why don't you agree to him?"
A low question suddenly sounded in the room.
When Huan Niang heard the question, she was obviously stunned for a moment. She subconsciously touched her cheek with her hand. Then she came back to her senses, smiled lightly, wrinkled her nose, and said in a playful tone, "It's because it's late, and the good horse won't eat it." There are some things and people, once you miss them, you can't come back."
"I'm leaving, what will you do?" Lingchu asked again.
"What can I do? You are a little girl. You are young and have a lot to worry about. Of course I will continue to stay here. I am used to it. What's more, after leaving this Fuchun Tower, who knows whether it will happen again What about Fuxia Tower and Fuqiu Tower?" Huan Niang stretched her body and lay on the table as soft as a bone, facing Lingchu with a calm and composed expression.
"Girl, I can be here, but you can't. You are still young, so how can it be easy... He is still a man of his word." Huan Niang continued.
After saying that, Huan Niang took out her embroidered handkerchief and gently wiped away the sugar particles stuck to the corners of Lingchu's mouth, "Really, you are so old and your mouth is still sticky."
The soft tone made De Lingchu's eyes instantly heat up, her nose became sore, and she threw herself into Huan Niang's arms.
Huan Niang stroked Lingchu's hair with her delicate hands and smiled softly.
She was afraid, afraid that she would not be able to protect Lingchu when she grew up.
As for Lingchu, Huan Niang had been with her for almost her entire childhood. Whether it was care, guidance, or today's planning, she was no different than a mother.
That night, the two chatted for a long time.
Until the stars dimmed and the sky dimmed.
In the bedroom, the roommate Meizi, who had a round and pleasant face, was silently helping Lingchu pack his luggage.
"Are you really going to leave? Is it far away?" Mei Zi likes her roommate Lingchu very much.
In her eyes, Lingchu was smart, powerful, good-looking, and liked to eat as much as she did.
"Well, it's very far, Huan Niang said, dozens of Antang cities away." Lingchu was also very disappointed. She also liked her roommate Mei Zi.
Meizi has a good temper and good cooking skills. Thinking about Meizi's cooking skills, she almost wants to drool.
"I heard that it's a Taoist temple, so aren't you a nun? You can't wear nice clothes, and you can't eat meat?" Meizi was a little worried.
Lingchu blinked his eyes and looked helpless, "Mei Zi, I have left all my books to you. You should read more. Taoist nuns and nuns are different. Taoist nuns can eat meat and wear nice clothes."
"It's not bad if you can eat meat..." Meizi only focused on this point, and fell silent again after saying that, because the things had been packed away.
Lingchu put his luggage on his back and Meizi bit his lower lip, "Can you not leave?"
She and Lingchu were sold together and have been living together. Lingchu left and she was left alone. She was a little scared.
Lingchu shook her head. She couldn't let go of Huan Niang or Mei Zi, but Huan Niang wanted her to leave.
Moreover, she herself also wanted to see the outside world.
She is different from Meizi, who has never left Antang City since she was a child.
Lingchu came from outside the city of Antang. She had seen the excitement of the outside world, and she understood the value of freedom. She also knew that when she grew up, she might not be able to leave so easily.
"Mei Zi, do you want to come with me?" Lingchu blurted out, looking at Mei Zi's disappointed look.
Meizi's eyes lit up, but she shook her head timidly, "No, I'm afraid."
She has never left Antang City.
Lingchu was a little disappointed and worried. After all, she had never asked Huan Niang or where to go.
If the decision she made privately cannot be realized, it will not be good.
"we are good friends."
"Um."
"You have to remember to come back and see me."
"good."
In the room, two half-year-old children hugged each other tightly.
The State of Chen was very large, with a total of one hundred and eight counties, and one county had dozens of prefectures and cities.
Antang City, where Fuchun Tower is located, belongs to Chenliu County and is located in the south of Chen State, while the Taoist temple where Yi Sui enters is in the east of Chen State.
Although the two did not traverse the north and south of Chen State, they still had to pass through thirteen counties and twenty-five cities on their way, with land and water routes intertwined in between.
It's really hard work and the journey probably takes several months.
Lingchu was very quiet when he left Fuchun Tower. Huan Niang didn't want to disturb too many people.
So on a very ordinary morning, at the back door of the inconspicuous Fuchun Building.
A scene of parting slowly unfolded.
According to Huan Niang's character, she wanted to see Lingchu off in a graceful manner, but she couldn't help but pull Lingchu and give her careful instructions.
He Yi looked at the soft-faced Huan Niang under the morning sun and felt dazed for a moment.
If they hadn't missed it back then, the child would have been this old.
Where Yi is immersed in his own thoughts, his face is equally soft.
If anyone sees this scene, they will find that the atmosphere between these two people, one big and one small, is particularly harmonious.
Huan Niang was also rare and kind to He Yi.
Because she had prepared a large bag of things for Lingchu to carry. Obviously, Lingchu's little arms and legs couldn't carry it, so he had to move around.
He Yi didn't say anything. He silently took the baggage handed to him by Huan Niang and took Lingchu's little hand.
"I plan to let her follow me to practice Taoism. I have seen her qualifications. It is rare for her to be able to practice Taoism." He Yi thought for a while and told Huan Niang truthfully. He didn't know whether Huan Niang hated practicing Taoism.
Huan Niang was silent for a moment, then looked at Lingchu. Lingchu's bright eyes were full of energy, and he obviously didn't resist. Then he smiled sweetly, "Very good."
It was indeed quite good. That day, Ho He Yi easily dealt with a dozen of the big nursing men in the building, without changing his expression or breathing, as if he was at ease.
In this world, women are always at a disadvantage, and it is good to have the ability to protect themselves.
"Okay, let's go. If you keep lingering, everyone in the building will wake up, and it will be lively by then." Huan Niang gently smoothed Lingchu's collar, which was a lotus embroidered by her own hands.
The layers are layered and intertwined, occupying only a corner of the collar. At first glance, they are unpretentious, but upon closer inspection, they are exquisite and delicate.
Huan Niang likes the lotus very much, likes its strength and admires its character.
He Yi led Lingchu, step by step, out of this ordinary alley and out of the place where Lingchu had lived for several years.
Along the way, no one looked back.
He Yi led Lingchu out of the alley and made seals at the corner. The big burden he was carrying disappeared instantly.
The magic in front of him made Lingchu temporarily forget about the sadness of parting, his eyes were burning, and he raised his head to look at where Yi was.
He Yi smiled gently, touched Lingchu's head, turned his hand, and revealed a light yellow talisman with complex vermilion lines painted on it, "This is a storage talisman, it can hold about three feet in size."
Seeing the excitement in Lingchu's eyes, He Yi could not help but recall his excitement when he saw the immortal magic for the first time. He shook his head and laughed, "When you succeed in cultivation, I will teach you how to use it."
Lingchu nodded vigorously, could she do the same? so amazing.
At that time, the little Lingchu became very interested in practicing Taoism for the first time.
Different from the black and white of the scrolls in books and journals, the tangible reality makes people more fascinated.
He Yi took Lingchu, not in a hurry to leave the city, but took Lingchu to the pastry shop.
"When we leave the city, we have to eat and sleep in the open along the way. I remember that you little girls all like to eat snacks. Buy some to take with you on the road." He Yi patted Lingchu's head again.
He found that Lingchu's hair was dark and soft, and felt good to the touch.
Lingchu smiled sweetly, his eyes curved like crescent moons.
After the two bought pastries, they went to the horse and carriage shop to rent an ordinary carriage and went out of the city.
The journey is long, so if you’re just going there alone, it’s not a big deal. You can also hike.
But coupled with Lingchu's young age, the journey would be much slower if he walked on foot. Ordinary children would probably not be able to bear the physical pain of walking for a whole day.
Although the master is said to have a loose personality, Lingchu has not yet officially joined the Taoist temple. Without the master's approval, it is difficult for him to teach privately.
"Girl, you must read these two books every day." He Yi took out two thread-bound books and handed them to Lingchu.
"Tao Te Ching" and "Qing Jing Jing".
Lingchu took the book, looked at the slightly yellowed book, and read the title silently.
This is a Taoist classic widely circulated in the secular world, and Taoist priests in Taoist temples often recite it.
Chen Guozun said that an average three-year-old child can recite two sentences silently.
"This is the Taoist temple's morning class. Although the master doesn't pay attention to rules, all disciples must follow the daily morning class." He Yi looked at Lingchu's confused eyes and explained.
Lingchu nodded seriously, then thought of something, and asked curiously, "Uncle He, is your master an immortal? What kind of person is he? Are there many people in the Taoist temple?"
"I have never seen an immortal before. We are just a group of people chasing immortality. As for my master," He Yi's face was obviously distorted when he mentioned the master. "My master calls himself a Taoist, and his personality... It’s quite casual, the Taoist temple… there aren’t many people.”
