What's wrong with my mother adding special effects to my wife?

Xu Chuilu walked up the long steps, exhausted from the heat of climbing the stairs, and was calmed down by the cold wind in late autumn in the courtyard.

【Chao Lu, she just said... what did she say. 】

[You can go down the mountain with your disciples to buy goods. ]

[Yes, I can go down the mountain now. 】

It has been a long time since she came here, but her scope of activities has always been limited to one-third of an acre of land. Currently, the only unlocked locations are Youxinju, Shanmen, Wuchang, and Chaifang. Never been.

If you can go to the foot of the mountain to have a look, you can get a general idea of ​​the level of economic and cultural development in this river and lake, and you can have a bottom line for future actions.

It seems that Xiao Fangdao didn't intend to put her under house arrest.

only……

【Why did she hit me just now? 】

[Although she performed a suspected attack on you, I don't think it can be judged as "hitting". ]

[You understand again? 】

[If your body takes damage, your stamina will drop. ]

Xu Chuilu thought the same, although Xiao Fangdao always had a sinister look of "I'll kill you all when I get out" when she was retreating, but if she really wanted to hurt someone, she didn't need to use those fancy moves at all. Can make her die suddenly on the spot.

Of course, another possibility that she denied earlier was that Xiao Fangdao ate her tofu on purpose - the name of the Unfeeling Sect was not named for nothing, and as the suzerain, she naturally had to implement these two mottos well.It's not that she is being sentimental, if Xiao Fangdao hit those joints with force, it would be enough to cause her disability, but this kind of insignificant and ingenious stroke... really exceeded the normal social distance.

So what is the intention of Xiao Fangdao's move?

【By the way, she said earlier, "teach me a few words", this person is not elegant enough to want to sing a poem, so...】

That "discussion" had given her a taste of the brutal logic of warriors.

[As soon as she regained her internal strength, did she teach me some tricks? 】

[Your guess is reasonable. ]

Xu Chuilu didn't think so.

This kind of beating-style teaching not only failed to let her understand the true meaning of martial arts, but also caused many chaotic worries in the society.

Next time I have to discuss it with Xiao Fangdao.

[As long as you make a request to her, she will definitely agree. ]

Chaolu actively echoed.

Xu Chuilu wishes to call Chaolu Xiao Fangdao's loyal mouthpiece.

【...I have to prepare a list of items to be purchased in advance. There is no pen and paper here. Please help me write it down in the system. 】

[OK. ]

She went back to the room, sat in front of the bronze mirror, combed and tied up her long hair that had just been blown tousled.

There is still a blush on the face of the person in the mirror after exercise, like a piece of concubine color blurred on the soft white rice paper, it is neither bright nor colorful, just to tell the world that this paper is no longer a piece of paper. Onyx.

She held her cheeks with the back of her hand—it seemed that she was indeed plumper than when she first arrived.

Sure enough, work is the root of all misery.

With no work pressure, her daily life can be called comfortable.The characteristics of Qingshui and Pingshui have been almost studied by her. She spends most of the rest of her time drawing in the system, and Xuanjian and Xiao Fangdao are not talkative people. This kind of social interaction will not bring her discomfort. Makes for a nice concoction.

Even the bad habit of staying up late was forcibly given up due to the lack of mobile phones and other entertainment devices. I work at sunrise and rest at sunset. It cannot be healthier.

It's very normal for the ambition to wear off and the fat to grow.

[Host, maybe you have the illusion of weight gain just because you wear a few extra clothes. ]

?

There is no need to even bother with this.

[You reminded me that I need to buy some winter clothes after I go down the mountain—it is too troublesome to wear three layers of middle clothes. 】

From the seventh day of September to the seventh day of October is the turn of autumn and winter, and the climate changes greatly. She tried to find a winter coat in Xiao Fangdao's closet, but the result was nothing.

Then she observed the robes that Xuanjian wore every day, and found that the Jianghu people did not wear thick clothes, probably because they were afraid of affecting their performance during fights.

I regret not drawing the school uniform thicker.

[But winter clothes may be more expensive, I don’t know about mine...]

Xu Chuilu's thoughts froze.

[I—— Am I out of money? 】

[Yes, the assets of your previous life should have been inherited by your immediate family, and here, you have not accumulated any wealth. ]

【…】

The financial freedom that was so hard won has been lost.

Xu Chuilu didn't bother to make another shopping list, and simply changed the shopping plan to a new map exploration task.

When the bell rang again, she simply packed her frequently used things into a baggage, and followed Xuan Jian to her new residence - the disciple's room.

The disciples of the three halls are separated into the three courtyards, and are arranged in different rooms due to differences in entrance rank, male and female, age, and cultivation level. Most of them share a room with four or five people, and occasionally two people share a room. The hall master and special disciples like Xuanjian Then monopolize a other courtyard.

As soon as Xu Chuilu entered the gate, he received curious and awe-inspiring looks from many disciples—whether they were eating and drinking or practicing and meditating, they almost without exception put their heads to this side.

If it wasn't for Xuanjian's being too short, and the gazes falling on the two of them couldn't be at the same height, she would have convinced herself that they were looking at Xuanjian.

Xuanjian walked to the center of the Jueji outer courtyard, and lightly shook the copper bell in his hand. A group of disciples of different heights, fat and thin, and different ages put down their affairs one after another, and rushed to her side quickly and orderly, forming a round circle. arched, they clasped their hands together and said, "Uncle Xuan Jian."

So is the dean.

Xu Chuilu sighed inwardly.

"This is the suzerain's new disciple, you can call her 'Uncle Xu'."

She heard an obvious gasp from around her—it felt like meeting fans at the signing.

Due to such enthusiasm, Xu Chuilu, who didn't intend to speak at first, had no choice but to smile shyly: "Hi everyone, please take care of me in the future."

These future martial arts masters and pillars of the Demon Sect hurriedly waved their hands modestly and said, "Don't dare not dare".

Xu Chuilu laughed dryly again.

Xuanjian stopped talking, and led Xu Chuilu, who was gradually becoming stiff, to walk forward.

Then, the disciples of Juezhitang, who were birds and beasts scattered, had an excited and eager discussion.

"Oh my god, is that a genius who comprehends Wuque in an instant?"

"It turns out that Wu Que can really be comprehended by people who don't know martial arts and have no inner strength... Senior sister, is there still time for me to abolish my martial arts?"

"What nonsense, the suzerain and hall master are the role models for our generation, Mr. Xu is just—just an exception. You can't get the favor of the suzerain, so what's the use of abolishing martial arts?"

"Hehe, some people are starting to get sour now? How can someone who can retreat with the suzerain not understand martial arts? It's just that your cultivation base is too low to see her disguise."

"So, brother, can you see it?"

"...Naturally. Didn't you see that her eyes were unsteady and erratic when she was talking to us? It's easy to concentrate, but it's hard to lose one's mind. Uncle Xu's martial arts have reached the point where there is nothing and no self. Even if we don't look at any of us, we can still see Our every move and even our thoughts.”

"So that's the case, senior brother is the best!"

All the disciples echoed and applauded, and the courtyard was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Xu Chui showed a stiff face and twitched.

——As long as you don't make your mental activities so loud, I won't know your every move and what you think in your heart.