Chapter 75 The Perfect Fire
There were three of them when they came, but when they returned only Meng Yuan and the little weasel in his arms were left.
After walking along the road for a while, we saw the sky was dimming and the sun was slowly emerging.
The mountain forest is cool and humid, with steaming mist and birds flying through it.
Meng Yuan carried a sword at his waist and a long bow on his back. There were only a few broken arrows in his quiver.
After walking for a while, I felt Xiang Ling kicking his feet in his clothes, and then heard a yawn, and then Xiang Ling's head came out of Meng Yuan's clothes.
"Hey, it's already dawn!" Xiang Ling's eyes widened, "Where is this?"
Her little nose moved, "Why do you smell of blood? Did you have a fight?"
Xiangling slipped out, stood on Meng Yuan's shoulder, leaned forward and tilted his head to look at Meng Yuan's face, then picked up the quiver, and then climbed down again.
She checked carefully and saw that there were no wounds on Meng Yuan's body, then climbed back on her shoulders, "Why don't you wake me up when you are fighting? Don't look at me because I am small, but I am capable!"
Xiang Ling grabbed Meng Yuan's hair angrily and said, "My godmother said that one person can't steal peaches as fast as two people!"
This is all nonsense! Meng Yuan kept walking and said with a smile: "You sleep so soundly, you can't wake up at all."
After hearing this, Xiang Ling stared at her eyes and scratched her head, "My godmother didn't lie to me when she said sleeping in was a waste of time! You pinched my ears and tickled me!"
She scratched Meng Yuan's neck with her little paw, and said seriously: "Young blacksmith, call me next time you fight!"
Then she added, "But you can't fight all the time, you have to be gentle in business!"
"This is natural." Meng Yuan agreed immediately.
"Eh? Where's Brother Li?" Li Weizhen once asked Meng Yuan to call him Brother Li, and Xiang Ling also learned this title. At this moment, she thought of Li Weizhen, and quickly climbed to Meng Yuan's head and stood up straight. He built a tent with his front paws and looked around, "Where is the shadow? Is he dead?"
Xiangling sighed, "Next time you burn paper for your godmother, prepare two for him too!"
She was actually kind and considerate, showing that she was experienced.
"He has left." Meng Yuan deliberately quickened his pace, jolting Xiangling, and said: "We have driven away those monsters, and your home will be safe from now on."
"You guys are so awesome!" Xiang Ling climbed back onto Meng Yuan's shoulders, leaned over and tilted her head to look at Meng Yuan, and asked curiously: "Little Gongjiang, why are you so awesome?"
"..." Meng Yuan smiled.
Xiangling may have been too full from sleep, chattering incessantly and unable to keep her mouth empty.
After a while, she thought about writing poetry again and pestered Meng Yuan to teach her.
Although Meng Yuan did not have the problem of being a teacher, he was willing to help others. Since Xiang Ling wants to learn, it might as well give him a lesson, since he has already done his homework in advance.
"It's not difficult to write poetry. It's just starting, turning, and combining. The transitions are two pairs of pairs, flat tones to oblique tones, imaginary to real, solid to imaginary. If you have a perfect line, you can't even match the plain and oblique to the empty and true. It doesn't matter. Style and rules are of no concern, as long as the words are true," Meng Yuan taught seriously.
After hearing this, Xiangling was stunned for a while, and then said blankly: "Xiao Gongjiang, please say something I can understand."
Are you still going to school? What did you learn?
Meng Yuan could only explain it to her in detail. Xiangling listened carefully and nodded from time to time, but she didn't know if she understood.
"I brought a rhyme book and a word-cutting book. Didn't you hide them all? Take a look at them when you have time." Meng Yuan said.
Xiangling nodded in agreement and said, "You can compose two songs and I'll listen to them."
Meng Yuan was well prepared and wrote some simple and easy-to-understand poems such as "I went to see the river and came back to drink noodle soup."
"You're so good at what you did!" Xiangling was a bumpkin who entered school too late. When he saw that the poems Meng Yuan read were all catchy, he kept praising her and couldn't hide his envy.
The two of them were chatting and walking, mostly Xiangling talking. She was chattering, and she listened to all the crooked poems Meng Yuan had written recently. She was so intoxicated that her throat went dry from the praise, and she even drank mountain spring water several times.
It was almost noon, and after walking for more than twenty miles on the mountain road, I arrived at Sister-in-law Pig’s territory.
"Sister-in-law Zhu was scared away by Wolf Er, and several of her children were eaten. How pitiful." Xiangling was a warm-hearted person, so she stood on Meng Yuan's shoulder and called out to Sister-in-law Zhu.
After a while, a rumbling sound was heard, and a black pig as big as a buffalo was seen running over.
When Heizhu saw Xiangling with a stranger, he turned around and ran away.
"Sister-in-law Zhu, don't be afraid!" Xiangling quickly jumped off Meng Yuan's shoulder and chased after him.
Sure enough, the black pig ran about two hundred steps before stopping and turned back to talk to Xiang Ling.
Meng Yuan watched from a distance and saw that the two of them seemed to be scolding Wolf Er together. After the scolding was over, Xiangling put her hands on her hips again, as if she was teaching Mrs. Zhu something.
Then Sister-in-law Zhu directly pushed Xiang Ling into her buttocks and ran away.
Xiang Ling stomped her feet angrily, and then came back depressed.
"Are you persuading someone to marry your son again?" Meng Yuan asked.
"No!" Xiang Ling stomped her feet angrily, "I taught her how to write poetry, but Sister-in-law Zhu said that if she had the time, it would be better to have two more children!"
"..." Meng Yuan didn't know how to answer.
The two of them chatted and arrived at Lao Turtle Pit together.
Xiangling took out the rhyme book and word-cutting book that Meng Yuan sent, and read through them seriously, saying, "Let's go down the mountain together. Without delaying the afternoon class, we can also watch the old gentleman slapping his palms!"
"..." Meng Yuan smiled and planned to go back and ask Master Nie and Uncle Zhang if they could bring Xiang Ling back to live in the city.
Of course, Meng Yuan felt that with Xiangling's temperament, she probably wouldn't like the restrictions and rules in the city.
When they arrived at the foot of the mountain together, Xiangling raised her breasts, jumped off Meng Yuan's shoulders, and turned around and said, "You stand here and don't move. I'll get you a bun to eat! I'm treating you!"
Just steal, and treat yourself to a treat. Meng Yuan saw her running very fast, so he followed her for a while, and saw Zhuangzi within half a mile.
A quarter of an hour later, Xiangling came back and unpacked the bag. Sure enough, there was a bun inside.
"Eat quickly, eat quickly!" Xiangling urged.
Meng Yuan ate the buns, and Xiang Ling grinned happily.
"I'll give you some money." Meng Yuan took out some broken silver and stuffed it into her bag, "Put it in the kitchen of a wealthy family. It will be enough for you to eat for a long time."
"Young craftsman, you are so kind!" Xiang Ling was very happy. While packing the baggage carefully, she said: "I will steal some snacks for you next time. Do you like sweet or salty ones?"
"Anything is fine. If you are hungry in the future, go to Mu Village to find that friend of mine." Meng Yuan said.
Xiangling nodded repeatedly and said, "If you come back in a few days, I will be able to compose poems!" Meng Yuan smiled and chatted with her a few more words, and she couldn't wait to say that classes were about to start.
After Xiangling walked away with the baggage, Meng Yuan returned.
When they arrived at Mu Village, they exchanged some polite words with Sun Zhuangtou. Meng Yuan took out ten taels of silver and said, "Tieniu has worked hard practicing in the palace. Please take care of Uncle Big Head."
Meng Yuan mentioned before that now Zhao Datou no longer has to do heavy work, and is only responsible for driving donkey carts and serving as a driver.
After saying this, Meng Yuan called for Zhao Datou again.
"Here are ten taels of silver. Uncle Big Tou, you can use it." Meng Yuan took out the silver and warned, "If my aunt comes again, prepare some boiled eggs for her."
"..." Zhao Datou took the money, opened his mouth, and said: "Xiao Meng, you have a bright future, so you have to take it easy."
"..." Meng Yuan nodded.
After chatting for a few words, Meng Yuan rode on the little red horse and left the ranch.
This time I went out to fight, and gained a lot. Needless to say, Tianji Tuwanliangguang, if I swallow the Baicao Pill again, the Jinghuo will be perfected, and the third body tempering is coming!
The horse's hooves clattered back to Songhe Fucheng. Meng Yuan went to buy a hosta and a pair of hairpins, and packed them separately.
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After sending the horse back to the stable, Meng Yuan chatted with Old Man Jiang for a few words and then returned home.
Girl Jiang was not there either, so Meng Yuan fetched water, washed himself, and put on clean clothes.
After putting the pair of hairpins in Jiang Tang's room, Meng Yuan came to the school grounds. As expected, Master Nie was not there.
However, there is good news for Tieniu. He has reached the highest level and has an acupoint opened.
Meng Yuan grabbed Tieniu and chanted sutras to the young people, "As long as everyone has faith in their hearts and knows who they are practicing for, they will definitely be able to get into the grade! I am like this, Hu Qian is like this, and Zhao Tieniu is even more like this!"
After finishing talking, Meng Yuan pulled Tieniu and said, "Come on, I will take you out to eat!"
"I'll go too!" Hu Qian said immediately.
"Nie Shiyi?" Tieniu was afraid of Nie Yannian.
"He dare not refuse." Meng Yuan pinched the wooden box in his sleeve, which contained a green jade hairpin. He looked at Hu Qian again and saw that she was looking forward to it, so he said, "Anyone who is enlightened can go!"
The three of them left the school grounds in a hurry. Tieniu thought about it again and said immediately: "Brother, will you let me lead everyone in shouting slogans from now on?"
"I can come too!" Hu Qian said happily.
"Loyalty cannot be shouted out!" Meng Yuan immediately refused.
The three of them talked nonsense all the way to Zuiyue Tower.
"Sister." Meng Yuan immediately smiled when he saw Nie Qingqing and the bulging ball.
"Why are you here?" Nie Qingqing smiled charmingly, then looked at Tieniu and Hu Qian, especially Hu Qian, "I know little girl Hu Qian, who is this?"
"This is my brother Zhao Tieniu." Meng Yuan introduced with a smile.
Nie Qingqing saluted, but Hu Qian kept looking between Nie Qingqing and Meng Yuan.
Meng Yuan asked Hu Qian and Tieniu to go to the second floor, while he stayed to talk to Nie Qingqing.
"Coming to see my dad?" Nie Qingqing asked with a smile.
"It's a business to meet Master Nie." Meng Yuan said solemnly, but still took out an exquisite wooden box from his sleeve, "But it's also business to see my sister."
Nie Qingqing took it with a smile, turned her head slightly to look at Meng Yuan, and said, "I have met little girl Hu Qian a long time ago. Zhao Tieniu seems to be a kind and honest person, but you should bring that one from your family to have a look sometime. ?”
"Definitely another day." Meng Yuan said.
"Then I'll wait for you." Nie Qingqing smiled again and continued: "Uncle Zhang took my father away. I don't know what happened. You might as well wait."
Meng Yuan was naturally obedient.
When they came to the second floor and the food was served, Hu Qian asked for a drink again. Nie Qingqing gave her a pot of Menghu Chun as a favor.
But the three of them chatted for a long time, and Nie Yannian didn't come back until nightfall.
Seeing this, Meng Yuan had no choice but to come and go back.
After sending Hu Qian and Tieniu back to school, Meng Yuan returned home.
"Brother!" Jiang Tang was overjoyed to see Meng Yuan come back. He held a delicate wooden box in his hand and asked, "Brother, did you leave your things on my desk?"
The little girl became more and more thoughtful. Meng Yuan smiled and said, "It's just for you."
"Then put it on for me." Jiang Tang said happily.
Meng Yuan came to her and after a slight sniff, he knew that she had already washed her hair and body, put on clean clothes, and had no hair accessories on her head.
The hairpin is divided into two strands to hold the hair in place.
Meng Yuan talked to her for a while and then returned to the room.
After sitting for a moment and meditating, Meng Yuan thought about the fire. Seeing that it was getting stronger, he took out the Baicao Pill.
Before the battle with the Bull King, I ate one in advance to be prepared for the unexpected. I ate another in advance after taking the Fire Buddha. I ate one at home before and had seventeen left.
Meng Yuan poured out one pill and swallowed it. Seeing that the essence fire grew slightly, he poured out another pill and ate it.
After eating sixteen pieces in a row, only one was left.
The essence fire is also getting stronger and stronger, and it is not far from the state of perfection.
I won’t eat the remaining one, just keep it for now. But even so, Meng Yuan also felt that the Jinghuo would be perfected in three to five days at most!
One night passed, and in the afternoon of the second day, Meng Yuan opened his eyes, and another acupoint had been opened.
Meng Yuan got up and ate, not in a hurry to find Master Nie. Anyway, he had asked Nie Qingqing to pass the message on his behalf. If Master Nie comes back, he will definitely come to his door.
Five days later, Meng Yuan's Zhongsansantian opened three more places, but Master Nie never came back.
Moreover, Jiang Tang had a constant supply of fish and meat every day, and Meng Yuan's Jinghuo was already perfect after eating so much.
(End of chapter)