Emei sect.
In winter, heavy snow seals the mountains.
Only a few ordained disciples were left on duty on the mountain, while Senior Sister Ding took most of the junior sisters to spend the winter in a separate courtyard down the mountain.
First, in winter, those who make trouble may not rest, and they may need to go on a mission.
Second, it’s too harsh on the mountain.
In the summer, the disciples kept carrying enough firewood and seasonings for the winter to the mountains. They also put enough vegetables in the cellar to prepare for the winter.
But when winter comes, thousands of miles are frozen and the mountains are bitterly cold. Most of them are girls. No matter how much they wear, they are still shivering from the cold.
With few people, there are many things to do. In addition to cleaning the dust inside the house, the remaining disciples also have to deal with the snow on the roof.
Otherwise, the increasingly thick snow may collapse the house.
Golden roof, bedroom.
After serving breakfast in the morning, Zhiruo hid in the bed and hugged the little yellow cat tightly, and his body that was shivering from the cold gradually recovered.
It's too cold!
"Lele, we will stay in bed today and not get out!" Zhiruo made up his mind.
Although the senior sisters outside were having a snowball fight and making snowmen, it was very lively.
Miao Le was very dissatisfied and warned him earnestly: "Meow!"
How do you manage to sleep in bed at your age? Have you ever seen me envy other people’s cats? Have you ever seen your master begging for mercy when his uncle was determined to die?
You are no longer young, don’t wait until your family needs you, there will be nothing but tears!
Get up, study medicine and practice Qigong! In this world, becoming stronger is your only way out! Fight against fate, this is life. You know, the cheapest thing in the world is: the sincerity of poverty and the tenderness of nothing.
Xiao Zhiruo looked at the heavy snow outside and the blowing cold wind, feeling very confused.
"Meow!" Miao Le hated the iron.
Listen to me, believe in yourself, you will definitely have a bright future, then work hard and don’t let warm water boil your dreams.
You only live once, don’t give in!
Zhiruo's eyes gradually became firm. Yes, she never wanted to see her parents being killed and she was powerless to do anything about it!
I took off the quilt, got dressed, went out, and went to the Sutra Pavilion to study.
"Bang!" The bedroom door was closed tightly.
Miao Le quickly hid under the quilt.
Really cold!
As long as he works hard to shovel shit, he is different. He is just a cat. You must think twice before doing anything.
First: Can I not do it?
Second: Can we do it tomorrow?
Third: Can you do it for others?
Zhiruo outside, looking at the door that could not be opened, was lost in thought.
Have you been deceived? Why doesn’t the little yellow cat work hard on his own?
wrong!
You are Lele's master, how can you think like this? Zhiruo, you are such a waste!
Come on, make a lot of money and buy delicious food for Lele.
…
In the winter in the mountains, life will undoubtedly be boring if there is enough firewood and food.
Moreover, everyone is a disciple who has been ordained and cannot eat meat or fish. Although in order to replenish qi and blood, many people eat the medicinal diet invented by Master Guo Xiang, but if you eat too much of this food, the taste is average.
Fortunately, the senior sisters can take a dip in the hot springs to wash away the dampness and coldness in their bodies.
This activity is also the little yellow cat’s favorite. He follows the poop scooper every time and never fails.
He is a clean kitty!
In the bath, the little yellow cat was massaged by the disciples in turn, swimming around, and was extremely happy.
"Hey, have you noticed that Zhiruo's body seems to be more limber." Jinghui walked next to Zhiruo and smiled.
Other disciples were attracted by her broad mind intentionally or unintentionally.
Zhiruo's small body could only reveal a small head in the bathtub, which seemed not as good as Senior Sister Jinghui's chest muscles.
Jinghui pinched Zhiruo Shuiling's face: "Look, it's all wet."
Zhiruo was immediately pinched to the point of tears: "Senior sister, it's all broken."
"Haha, my little junior sister is so cute. If you don't pinch me now, I might not have a chance when you grow up." After saying that, Jinghui also held her in her arms.
"It's a small one, tsk, it's still fun to be small!" Jinghui sighed.
Zhiruo struggled so quickly that she almost suffocated.
Miao Le was very dissatisfied. She actually dared to bully her shit shoveling officer. How dare you deal with me like this!
"Meow!"
"Ah, Zhiruo, what's wrong with this cat you raised? Get him away quickly!"
"Hehe, senior sister bullied me, I will let Lele bully you too!" Zhiruo said with a smile, very satisfied.
It’s better to be happy!
"Zhizhi, zhizhi~" Suddenly, there was a monkey's cry outside.
Jingxu smiled and said, "It should be a letter from Senior Sister Ding of Shanxia."
In the past few months, the disciples on the mountain discovered a strange thing. Two cute animals came here. They were not afraid of people at all and even came to them to ask for food.
Although the disciples were a little surprised that this animal should have stored food for the winter, they still fed it a little.
Then a golden monkey and a goshawk just stayed on the mountain.
Everyone just felt bored on the mountain, and there was plenty of food stored, so they fed them every day.
Later, I found that these two animals were very smart, so I asked Senior Sister Ding to take them down the mountain, and then asked them to bring a letter up, and they succeeded.
Since then, the Emei Sect has had two more messengers.
As long as they are given food and shelter, they can help with the work. They were also given names, the golden monkey was called Xiao Sheng, and the goshawk was called Dapeng.
Senior Sister Jingxu got dressed and went out to get some food. She took the letter from Xiao Sheng's hand and fed it to it.
"Little Saint, you're delivering letters in such a cold weather. Thank you for your hard work." The senior sister continued to advise: "However, remember to save more food for the winter tomorrow autumn. There are no small animals like this. If it weren't for us, you wouldn't have died of hunger. ?”
Xiao Sheng is a little aggrieved. If all my food had not been eaten by that bully cat in your mountain, would I need to be so tired?
Seeing the aggrieved look on the little saint's face, Jingxu laughed and said, "Okay, let's go back and rest."
"Zhizhi~"
When we returned to the bathhouse, everyone immediately gathered around us.
"What did Senior Sister Ding say in the letter?" A woman's nature is to gossip, let alone so many women gathered together.
"Bah chirp, bah chirp~" There seemed to be strange sounds around.
Jingxuan is now the person in charge of the mountain, so he opened the letter and began to read: "Your Majesty, Master, half a month ago, my apprentice Ding Minjun led his junior sisters to fight against the bandits who had occupied San'e Mountain in recent days. They killed more than 50 bandits and rescued the trapped bandits. There were more than 20 civilian women and civilian husbands, and the money seized was distributed to the trapped civilian women.
Moreover, the apprentice found a fifty-year-old ginseng in the bandit leader's den. Considering that the master was practicing his unique skills in seclusion, he specially presented it to him. I hope Master will achieve great success as soon as possible and lead me, Emei, to flourish! "
After reading the letter, the senior sisters expressed their admiration.
"Senior Sister Ding's martial arts skills are getting more and more powerful, and now she is known as Ding Nuxia down the mountain!"
"Yes, the more than fifty thieves are all cunning and cunning. Senior Sister Ding has worked hard. Last time I went down the mountain, I saw that the enemy's swords were shaking. Fortunately, Senior Sister Ding used the wind of her palm to help me block the enemy's lime."
"Yes, since Senior Sister Ji was kidnapped and killed by Yang Xiao, the demon sect thief, and Master went into seclusion, our Emei Sect has only Senior Sister Ding standing in front of us, facing those evil people alone.
I think she should be the future head of Emei. "
Jingxuan frowned: "The letter said, didn't Senior Sister Ding send ginseng? Where's the ginseng?"
All the disciples looked at each other, could it be that the monkey stole it?
"Bah chi, bah chi~"
The disciples turned around and saw the little yellow cat lying on Junior Sister Zhiruo's head, nibbling on a huge ginseng.
Jingxuan:.......
Zhiruo:? ? ?
After a while.
Several female disciples worked together, one person grabbed a limb of the little yellow cat, and finally pulled out half of the ginseng.
Jingxuan had a headache: "Junior sister Zhiruo, this ginseng is for master. When the medicinal meal is prepared in the evening, you can explain it to master.
Otherwise, if Senior Sister Ding were to question her in the future, it would be difficult to tell. "
Zhiruo hugged the little yellow cat tightly and burst into tears.
She is a medical student, so she naturally knows the value of ginseng in the past fifty years. One stick costs almost more than one hundred taels of silver, half a ginseng is fifty taels, and an average person who has adequate food and clothing may only earn 20 taels a year.
She has been helping Senior Sister Jinghui memorize prescriptions for more than half a year. The remuneration given by Senior Sister plus the rewards from benefactors totaled less than five taels of silver.
In other words, she is broke!
The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, but looking at Lele's cute appearance in her arms, she couldn't bear to hit him.
He's just a little kitten, what does he know?
"Shuixiao, Senior Sister, I will pay back this ginseng slowly in the future, Suixiao~" Zhiruo said with a choked sob.
How hard it is to make money!
"Haha~" The senior sisters laughed out loud looking at the cute appearance of the junior sister.
Jingxu comforted, "It's okay. Junior sister Zhiruo will go and explain to the master first. If master really wants you to pay it back, senior sister will lend it to you. We'll talk about it later when you have the money."
Zhiruo wiped away her tears: "Thank you, senior sister, woo woo woo~"
"Hahaha~" the senior sisters all laughed.
For martial arts masters like them, fifty taels of silver is actually not much. Sometimes they only need more than a dozen taels for business trips, but it is still difficult to save so much money.
So Jingxu can be considered a generous solution.
…
For dinner, Zhiruo carried a food box into the Zen room. What was inside was the ginseng medicinal meal cooked by Jinghui.
Jiejie put away his technique and sniffed his nose: "Zhiruo, what did you eat today? Why does it taste so good?"
Zhiruo said: "Senior Sister Ding got a fifty-year-old ginseng when she was clearing bandits at the foot of the mountain. This is a medicinal meal made specially for you by Senior Sister Jinghui using ginseng."
Jiejie nodded. He had been refining Qi these days and tried various small meridians. He got some blood, which was just enough to replenish his body.
Opening the food box, the temperature was just right, and Ming Dynasty was tall and tall. Unlike Senior Sister Ding and others who swallowed slowly and poured it directly into their mouths, they finished it in a few gulps.
The moment he finished drinking, Miejie's face suddenly turned rosy, his expression changed, and he quickly sat down to exercise and regulate his breathing.
for a long time.
Miejie opened his eyes and was overjoyed: "Zhiruo, Jinghui has researched a new nourishing secret recipe?"
Zhiruo was a little confused and shook his head: "No, I was watching while the medicine was being cooked, which is the commonly used ginseng and poria porridge."
Extinction is a little strange: "Then how come the efficacy of today's medicine is several times that of before? Is this ginseng a hundred years old?"
Zhiruo, go back and let Jinghui try this soup and study it to see what the effect of the medicine is today.
If we can find out the reason, maybe my Emei can grow stronger again! "
"Yes, Master!"
…
Dining room.
Jinghui and Zhiruo both took a bite of the medicinal food, and their eyes widened instantly. Today's taste and therapeutic effect have greatly increased, probably two or three times more than before.
But the medicinal materials used are the same as before.
Jinghui once again cooked a pot with the remaining ginseng, using the same medicinal materials, and tasted it again. The curative effect was the same as before.
What's going on? The two looked at each other.
After thinking for a long time, Zhiruo suddenly remembered something and asked weakly: "Senior sister, is the part of the pot you cooked for Master the one that Lele chewed?"
She remembered that she also had a secret recipe for the Yuan-Building Pill in her hand, the main ingredient of which was Lele's saliva.
Jinghui:? ? ?
What is this statement? Could it be that if the little yellow cat chews it, the curative effect will be greatly increased? Isn't it possible that he is a mythical beast under the seat of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva? His saliva can kill people and turn them into flesh and bones?
However, if she had an idea, she would definitely give it a try. Jinghui quickly went to the bath.
According to her observation, if the little yellow cat is in the mountains, he usually stays in three places: the bathtub, the dining room, the bedroom, or goes out to have fun, with the latter being the least likely.
Sure enough, Jinghui pulled the little yellow cat out from the arms of a junior sister in the bath.
"Meow." Miao Le licked his lips and made a pinching sound.
Will you let me play for a while?
Jinghui tapped his little head: "Little colored cat, come here, let me give you a taste of ginseng!" She took out a larger ginseng from her arms, and she didn't know how she stored it.
The little yellow cat's blue eyes were wide and round. She was indeed Senior Sister Jinghui. She really had deep and unfathomable wisdom.
"Ah woo~" He said it in one mouthful.
After achieving her goal, Jinghui threw the little yellow cat into her junior sister's arms: "Let's go play."
Little yellow cat:......
Is this the senior sister? She actually feels like she has been abandoned in the end. Damn it!
In the dining room, Jinghui saw the glistening saliva left on the ginseng. She thought thoughtfully and threw the ginseng into a porcelain vase to handle it accordingly.
Half an hour later, the medicinal meal was ready. Jinghui was looking forward to it. She scooped up some with a spoon and put it in her mouth. Then her eyes lit up.
really!
In the future, if the Emei Sect has a little yellow cat, its strength will definitely increase greatly.
After the surprise, Jinghui frowned.
The world is dangerous. If Lele's secret is spread, there will only be one result. The Emei faction will become the common enemy of the world, and even the Yuan Emperor will send an army to besiege him if he is unsure.
The fact is that this is most likely to be the case. If a drop of saliva has such a magical effect, then whether his flesh and blood will be the elixir of longevity is something that anyone will doubt.
The key point is that even if Lele is handed over, the foundation of the Emei Sect will most likely not be preserved. Because there is the first mythical beast here, wouldn't there be a second one?
After thinking for a long time, Jinghui made up her mind that this secret must not be known to anyone else, not even the master.
She knew exactly what the master had done in order to improve his skills over the years. Just think that she has developed a new medicine.
Secret, the fewer people know about it, the better.
…
In the bedroom, Xiao Zhiruo carefully opened his treasure box and looked at the bits and pieces of silver inside, feeling very reluctant to part with it.
But there is no way, you have to pay back the money you owe.
Carrying the little yellow cat on his shoulder to the table, Zhiruo said very seriously: "Lele, from now on you can only eat my food as you like. If you eat other people's food, you will be beaten easily."
"Meow!" Miao Le tilted his head and thought for a while.
Then he jumped directly onto the bed, turned over, skillfully dug out a larger ginseng from the pillow, and brought it back with it in his mouth.
Looking at the human-shaped ginseng in front of him, Zhiruo's eyes widened.
Get rich!
"Wait a minute, Lele, why are you so good at turning over my pillow? Did you steal my money last time?"
Miao Le:......
you know too much.
