Cultivate the ruthless way for him

"It's okay, it's just a nosebleed."

Wu Qiuyu fetched a cloth towel, lit the bedside lamp, wiped the little guy carefully, and let the little guy lie on his back on the pillow without moving around.

"The Spirit Turtle Soup is a great tonic, so don't dare to just give it to Zhao Zhao. Next time you boil it, you can add some fire-removing things into it. I happen to have some lotus seeds at my place, and I'll bring them to you later. This is medicinal porridge, it can cool off the fire, the gods should hurry up and feed it to Zhao Zhao."

Wu Qiuyu was worried, so she deliberately thought about how to cure nosebleeds from the second daughter-in-law next door.

Wang Er's family was warm and simple. When they heard that Zhaozhao had a nosebleed suddenly in the middle of the night, they immediately rushed over with their clothes on.

After saying that, the woman pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Shenxian Wu, don't be nervous. The climate in this mountain is dry. When winter comes, nosebleeds are common. I am the best at treating this."

Wu Qiuyu thanked her, brought porridge into the room, and fed it to Zhao Zhao.

In order to make up for the little guy, the next day, Wu Qiuyu took a break all morning to make a grasshopper cage for the little guy.

Zhaozhao became "seriously ill" because of a bleeding nose, and dared not sleep at night, pestering his master to tell stories, until dawn when Ken obediently closed his eyes to catch up on sleep.

When I woke up in the afternoon, more than half of the grasshopper cage had been woven.

Zhaozhao poked his head out, saw the figure of the monk in the courtyard, and immediately jumped out of the room, jumping over like a cheerful bird: "Master."

The black-clothed cultivator's brows were soft, and he checked the boy's nostrils first to make sure that he was no longer bleeding. Fang dotingly put the boy on the bamboo stool aside, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Zhao Zhao sucked her nose hard to show that she was really fine.

Wu Qiuyu was completely relieved and asked, "What would Zhao Zhao want for dinner?"

Today is a rare day off, he wants to help the little guy improve his life.

Zhao Zhao said immediately, "I want to eat fish."

"Okay, we'll go to the river to catch fish later."

"I still want to drink turtle soup."

"Okay, then catch another turtle."

Satisfied, Zhao Zhao rested her chin on her hands and stared at the grasshopper cage without blinking.Complained: "Master is too slow, when will it be finished?"

The monk replied in a low voice, "Very soon."

Zhao Zhao's heart was as sweet as honey.

The grasshopper cage made by Master is much more exquisite and beautiful than Wang Xiaohu's, and he will show it off in front of Wang Xiaohu and the others later.

So when the villagers pass by, they can see such a beautiful picture.

The monk in black clothes sat on his knees under the warm sunlight, with his long sword standing aside, his black hair drooping down like ink, his brows and eyes calmly and intently weaving a small grasshopper cage, next to him was a snow-skinned bright eye, as beautiful as snow A group of teenagers.

The young man focused on the monk's movements, and occasionally tilted his head to say something, and the monk answered patiently and meticulously.Two shadows, one big and one small, merged into the shadow of the hut and trees.

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After weaving the grasshopper cage, Wu Qiuyu took Zhao Zhao to the stream to catch fish.

The boy was carrying a small fish basket on his back, bouncing around beside the monk, pulling the tall and handsome monk to chat.

Since Wu Shenxian came to the village, the monsters also disappeared, and never came out to harm the people again.

The villagers were grateful and regarded the monk as a god. When they met on the road, they greeted him warmly and gave gifts.

Before reaching the stream, Zhao Zhao's small fish basket was already full of presents.

"Uncle Liu, I really don't need to let it go anymore."

"This is the best white ginseng. I just dug it out from the mountain. Zhaozhao, let Immortal Wu cook soup for you and keep it for a long time."

"Wu Shenxian, this is the fruit wine made by my family. I warm it up on the stove when I get home. Drink half a bowl to warm up and relieve fatigue. There is also this jar of sugared garlic, which is for Xiao Zhaozhao."

There were too many things, so Wu Qiuyu took the fish basket and carried it by herself.

Zhao Zhao took Master's hand and said, "Master, I like this place and the people here. It would be great if we could live here forever."

The monk was a little surprised: "Zhaozhao didn't want to go to Kunlun to see the snow, did he go to Penglai to see the sea?"

Zhao Zhao said: "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I prefer to stay with Master. After leaving the village, although I can see more beautiful scenery, I can't look at Master all the time."

These words are childish and cute.

The monk's eyebrows and eyes were spoiled, he thought about it seriously, and said: "Then let's watch the snow and the sea, and come back to live in the village, okay?"

"Really?"

"Of course, when did Master lie to you?"

That's right, the master never lied to him, saying that he was the only one to be accepted as an apprentice, so he was the only one.

Zhaozhao snorted, "Of course Master wouldn't dare to lie to me, otherwise, he would immediately turn into a puppy."

Caught a few fat fish in the afternoon, Wu Qiuyu stewed one for Zhao Zhaoxian at night, and kept the rest in the water tank.

In order to avoid the unexpected situation of the turtle soup last time, Wu Qiuyu went to the next door to ask Aunt Wang how to stew the soup.

Zhao Zhao ate the fish he had been longing for, drank a big bowl of fish soup, and went to play with Wang Xiaohu contentedly.The children made an appointment to go to the back of the village together to catch grasshoppers.

The next day, it was Wang Xiaohu's birthday, and Wang Er and his wife made a sumptuous meal and invited Wu Qiuyu and Zhao Zhao to eat at home.

The days flowed by like water.

Since the monster killed a person half a month ago, it has disappeared like a mud cow into the sea, and it is unknown whether it is afraid of the "immortal" guarding this place, or has fled to other places.

The small mountain village has returned to the tranquility of the past, and the villagers gradually began to go to the mountains to hunt and sell goods in the city.

In her free time, Wu Qiuyu would also teach Zhaozhao some basic methods of breathing and breathing, and help Zhaozhao increase the level of the inner palace immortal.

Since this little guy formed the immortal essence of the immortal clan by chance, he is destined for the immortal journey. If he can really achieve something on the road of cultivation, it will be regarded as an extra way forward.

It's just hard work, Zhaozhao is from the demon race after all, the real "core" in the inner mansion is a demon pill, compared with ordinary disciples of the immortal race, the immortal core in the inner mansion is like a stone in a latrine, how can Ren Zhaozhao try to absorb it? Xianli remained motionless, as if he had passed away.

Zhao Zhao was extremely frustrated.

Wu Qiuyu was afraid that the little guy would go into the wrong place, and said: "You don't have to be too serious about cultivation, just play with it, and relax. There is a master around, so you don't need to come forward when you really encounter problems."

Zhao Zhao also thought so.

He was originally a little demon, and the so-called immortal essence was also stolen. In the past, in the Qilin Palace, those elders always looked at him with hostile and contemptuous eyes, and they were unwilling to teach him the Qilin technique, but they just treated him as a thief. .

He is not rare to learn it.

Now that he has a master, he no longer has to rely on others to watch their faces. If possible, he would rather return that immortal yuan and never owe them any more.

In a blink of an eye, it is the end of autumn.

An autumn rain came and the temperature plummeted.

In the middle of the night, Zhaozhao was woken up by a strange itching on his back. Wu Qiuyu took a light to look at it, only to find that there were many small red rashes on the boy's back.

"My arms also itch."

The little guy stretched out his arm pitifully.

Rolling up the sleeves and looking, sure enough, there are many same small red spots on the skin of both arms.

After half a year, Wu Qiuyu had accumulated a lot of experience in raising children, and immediately understood that it was probably rainy and tidal, and the little guy was allergic.

So on the second day, taking advantage of the fine weather, I took all the bedding and quilts to the yard to dry again, and went to the city to buy cotton and fabrics, and asked Aunt Wang to help make two new quilts.

At night, Zhao Zhao lay on the new quilt and rolled comfortably.

Within two days, the rash really disappeared.

Since then, every few days, Wu Qiuyu will take out the bedding in the room to dry in order to prevent the little guy from having a rash again.

Second Aunt Wang met her once, and sighed: "Shenxian Wu is really a considerate and considerate person, even more careful than our wives, how well he raised Xiao Zhaozhao. I think Xiao Zhaozhao has gained weight recently."

Zhao Zhao was sitting on the steps eating grapes, wrinkled his nose and said, "I'm not fat."

He didn't want to be a little chubby like Wang Xiaohu.

Second Aunt Wang joked: "There's nothing wrong with being fat. Eat fat to be healthy. However, a fairy-like figure like Wu Shenxian will definitely raise a little fairy."

While talking, Second Uncle Wang suddenly rushed in.

"Wu Shenxian, it's not good. Several brothers came back from hunting in the mountains and said that they found traces of the monster in a pool, and one brother was dragged into the cave by the monster."

"Can you be sure?"

"I'm sure!" The man dressed as a hunter who came in with Wang Er said with a pale face, "I saw Boss Wu being dragged in with my own eyes. I beg God to save him. His whole family is only looking at him." As for living, if something happens, you can teach them how to live with orphans and widowed mothers."

Wu Qiuyu immediately went back to the house to get the sword, let Zhao Zhao go to bed first, and went to the mountains with the villagers.

This trip is three days.

One morning three days later, Wang Er and those hunters brought back the unconscious Boss Wu, and Zhao Zhao immediately ran over and asked, "Uncle Wang, where is my master?"

Wang Erdao: "Shenxian Wu went into the cave to kill the monster, let us take Boss Wu back first. Don't worry, the monster was cut into two pieces by Shenxian Wu, and it will die. Immortal Wu just went into the cave to have a look. Did he have any other accomplices?"

It rained heavily again.

The autumn leaves were drooped by the cold wind, whirling feebly in the air.

The katydid cage hanging on the porch was also swaying in the rain, and the katydid inside yelled twice.

Zhaozhao anxiously waited until night, but still saw no trace of Master. Looking at the dark rain, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He gritted his teeth, put on his coir raincoat, carried a lantern, and went out to wait at the entrance of the village.

Zhao Zhao did not dare to enter the mountain alone, firstly because he did not know the exact location of the water pool, secondly because he was afraid of missing out with his master, and thirdly because he was afraid of encountering a monster and causing trouble for his master.

The cold wind is carrying the cold rain, and it hits the face.

The young man held a lamp, like a black dot, walking against the wind in the wind and rain.

There was no shelter from the rain at the entrance of the village, so Zhao Zhao sat on the stone tablet and waited.

Until the middle of the night, the mountain road ahead was still empty, only the heavy rain poured down, not to mention people, not even a ghost.

Zhao Zhao couldn't help but her eyes were red, lying on her lap, crying sadly.

"Why are you crying?"

After an unknown amount of time, a low and gentle voice suddenly sounded above his head.

Zhaozhao's brain thumped, he looked up, and saw a tall and handsome black figure standing in front of him, looking down at him, just like that day on the streets of Shuzhong City.

The only difference was that the cultivator exuded a faint smell of blood, and his black robe was soaked by the rain, almost blending into the night.

"Master!"

Zhao Zhao immediately dropped the lantern and rushed over.

"Master scared me to death."

"I thought Master didn't want me anymore."

"Woooo."

The little guy's eyes were red, like swollen walnuts, and he had obviously been crying for a long time.

"Okay, don't cry." The monk raised his hand, and with his pale fingers, he gently adjusted the coir raincoat on the young man, and said, "You are still here, why isn't Master coming back?"

Zhao Zhao hurriedly asked, "Is Master injured?"

Wu Qiuyu smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, it's just a little flesh injury, let's go back and talk about it first."

"Okay, then I will help Master go."

That day, Wu Qiuyu was fine, but suffered some minor injuries on her arm. The villagers learned that the monster had been beheaded, and held a feast in the village for three days and three nights to celebrate this event.

The day after the celebration banquet ended, Wu Qiuyu made fish soup and tortoise soup for Zhaozhao early in the morning. Taking advantage of eating time, she said to the young man, "Master will go to the mountains to practice for a while, so you stay at home obediently, and go to Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang's first to eat at home." Wait a few days and wait for Master to come back, okay?"

Knowing that Master was injured by dealing with monsters, Zhaozhao pretended to be strong even though he was very reluctant, and said, "Of course it's okay, but what should I do if I miss Master?"

The monk thought for a while, then took out a small figure carved from willow wood from his bosom, and said, "Do you still remember the talisman that Master told you to teach you last time? You missed Master, so you carved runes on it, and waited for the runes to be carved." Man, it's time for Master to come back."

This is not an easy task.

Zhao Zhao took it over, nodded and said, "Master, don't worry, I will engrave it every day."

Seeing that the little guy was still unhappy, the monk said: "This is not an ordinary wood carving, but a puppet fairy, made of a hollow willow wood. If you carve it carefully, maybe he can become a refined form."

In the afternoon of that day, Wu Qiuyu went to the mountain to practice.

This trip is seven days.