Shen Rong was woken up by the smell of rice early in the morning. When he got up and saw the bright sky outside the window, he was confused for a moment, and then gradually woke up from the chaos.
She is in the Taoist temple now, not in the mansion, nor on the way to escape...
After more than four months of pregnancy, Shen Rong changed his clothes and opened the closed window for ventilation, allowing the bright sunshine and the fresh air of the early morning mountain forest to enter the house.
She is now living in a Taoist temple, and may cause trouble to others, so she cannot cause trouble to others anymore.
I folded the quilt clumsily, took the basin to the yard to fetch water for washing, cleaned myself up as quickly as possible, and wanted to go into the kitchen to help.
I just finished washing my face when I saw Sister-in-law Li, whom I met yesterday, coming out of the kitchen.
"Sister-in-law Li? Why are you here?" Shen Rong asked in surprise.
Sister-in-law Li said with a smile, "Early this morning, the old Taoist priest asked me to come over and help take care of the Taoist temple, saying that he would take the little Taoist priest out to do some work."
"Aren't all the Taoist priests here?"
"Yes, it seems that Master He went out to visit friends." Sister-in-law Li came out to pour dirty water, and after pouring it, she was going back to the kitchen.
Shen Rong quickly put down the basin, wiped his face, and followed into the kitchen.
"Ah, Miss Shen, what are you doing here? There is a lot of fumes in the kitchen, and you are a pregnant woman. Don't come in. I've prepared a meal for you to take out." When Sister-in-law Li saw Shen Rong coming in, she hurriedly waved her hand away.
"Sister-in-law Li, I don't want to cause trouble. I just want to learn how to cook, as long as it's simple. I can't watch a child as young as Lingchu cook every time." Shen Rong thought, no matter what, She also has to be of some use, and she can't always rely on her children to support her.
Sister-in-law Li glanced at Shen Rong in surprise. When she changed Shen Rong's clothes that day, she discovered that Shen Rong didn't have any calluses on his hands, and his skin was white and tender. At first glance, he looked like he was pampered, and his fingers were free of wealth. My daughter.
Counting on Shen Rong to be able to work, I'm afraid it's a failure.
However, it is good to have this kind of heart.
Thinking of this, the smile on Sister-in-law Li's face became a little more enthusiastic, and she agreed neatly. She always felt that it was really pitiful for the Taoist priest to have to guard the kitchen every day at such a young age. Now that he has an extra helper, he can good.
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In an unknown mountain forest.
The half-human-tall wild boar has a black patterned skin, a strong body, stubby limbs, and long, stiff black bristles on its back. There is a pair of upturned tusks on both sides of its towering snout, and it is snorting. Stare at the prey in front of you.
Lingchu held a wooden stick in his hand and looked nervously at the wild boar that was almost as tall as himself.
how to spell? She had no experience. The pigs she had seen in the past were all clearly organized pieces of pork at the butcher's stall.
She has eaten pork, but she has never seen a pig run away.
Lingchu was still hesitating, but the wild boar, which had long been unable to restrain itself, kicked its two hooves a few times, and suddenly slammed into Lingchu with its two fangs.
Entanglement!
Lingchu took two steps back in panic, and reached out to use the spell he was currently best at, entanglement.
Green vines burst out of the ground and quickly wrapped around the wild boar. It was the first time to use the entanglement technique on a running creature. Lingchu, who was not very skilled, originally wanted to tie the wild boar's waist, but it was too late. In one breath, it only wrapped around the wild boar's hind legs.
Its hind legs were entangled, and the wild boar that was running forward couldn't stop in time and flopped onto the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Lingchu hurriedly took two steps back and continued to cast spells to induce vines, tying the wild boar so tightly that it could not move at all.
Then, Lingchu started to have troubles. What should he do? How to kill the pig? She was even more inexperienced in killing pigs.
After thinking about it, Lingchu condensed a golden blade in his hand, gesticulating up and down, thinking about where to start and cut his neck? Stab in the head?
As if it had a premonition that death was approaching, the wild boar that had been struggling stopped struggling, looked directly at Lingchu with a pair of eyes, and screamed pitifully.
this......
Lingchu had killed chickens, ducks, and fish before, but this was the first time he killed an animal with eyes like humans that could express sadness.
She hesitated.
In a small town hundreds of miles away, in a restaurant, an old man humming a tune and drinking a small drink shook his head and moved his fingers slightly.
The vines binding the wild boar broke apart silently. The first thing I noticed was that the half-moved wild boar had a strong will to survive. The sadness on its face disappeared in an instant, and it ferociously rushed towards him again, wanting to kill him. prey.
The moment the wild boar's expression changed, Lingchu noticed it, but his dodge reaction was still a little slow. His shoulder was hit hard, and a strong force spread from the shoulder, and half of his body was numb.
Without any hesitation, the golden blade that had been condensed in Lingchu's hand quickly shot out of the air and shot towards the wild boar's head. It effortlessly broke through the wild boar's skin, completely submerged into the wild boar's brain, and penetrated out. It hit the thick tree trunk behind and disappeared without a trace.
Pounced in mid-air, the ferocious and ferocious wild boar made a sudden movement, pounced forward as usual, and then fell heavily to the ground. The four pig hooves flipped twice, and then stopped moving.
At this time, Lingchu, who was holding his shoulders, felt that the numb half of his body was gradually starting to feel a little bit.
Lingchu, who had learned his lesson, did not dare to approach the wild boar directly this time. He even used the entanglement technique to wrap it around him again. He once again condensed a golden blade in his hand and chopped off the entire wild boar's head without hesitation, ensuring that the wild boar died completely. , then I sat down and relaxed a little, not caring about the dirty ground.
While waiting for his shoulder to recover, Lingchu was also reflecting on his first battle.
Wild boars are not actually monsters, just ordinary beasts.
Monsters refer to those beasts that can cultivate, absorb the essence of the sun and moon, or devour flesh and blood. Monsters that can be cultivated often have some strange features and a certain degree of wisdom. They are much more difficult to deal with than wild beasts.
In fact, it is easy for a monk to deal with wild beasts with his skills.
A winding spell can tie them up tightly, and then you can attack them casually, or you can use golden blade spells, water arrow spells, and fireball spells to kill them in one blow.
However, Lingchu's lack of experience is one thing, but being soft-hearted is even more of a problem.
No one taught Lingchu how to fight. From childhood to now, all she has experienced are invisible swords and swords. She has never had a real experience of either you dying or me living.
But Lingchu also understood that being kind to the enemy was cruel to oneself.
This is the first time and will be the last time.
Lingchu slightly turned his shoulders when he regained consciousness, his face tightened, a trace of firmness flashed in his usually clear and moist eyes, the softness and indifference between his eyebrows lost two parts, and he unconsciously gained a bit more heroism and perseverance.
In the restaurant, the old man tilted his head and hummed a little tune that became more and more cheerful.
