The only way

Chapter 2

After He Zhiyi left, Huanniang's room was instantly silent.

Neither of them spoke.

"Eat it, the candied fruit I sent someone to buy." Huanniang took out a food box from the basket on the side table, her tentacles were still warm.

There are many kinds of dim sum preserves in it, and they all seem to be freshly baked.

Lingchu lowered her head and said nothing, letting Huanniang wipe her little hands with a handkerchief, then quietly took a hawthorn ball with sugar frosting and ate it.

Huanniang always said that you should wipe your hands before eating.

The hawthorn balls were still as delicious as ever, sweet and sour, Lingchu thought to himself after eating one carefully.

"Why didn't you promise him?"

A low voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Huanniang was obviously taken aback when she heard the question, she stroked her cheek subconsciously, then came back to her senses, smiled lightly, wrinkled her nose, and said in a playful tone, "Because it's too late, good horses don't eat It’s a waste of time to look back, some things, some people, once you miss it, you won’t be able to come back.”

"I'm leaving, what do you do?" Lingchu asked again.

"What can I do? You little girl, you don't have a lot to worry about when you are young. Of course I will continue to stay here, and I am used to it. What's more, who knows if I will come out of this Fuchun Tower?" What about Fuxialou, Fuqiulou?" Huanniang stretched her waist, lying on the table softly and bonelessly, facing Lingchu, with a calm and composed expression.

"Girl, I can be here, but you can't, you are still young, so it's not easy...he is a man of his word." Huanniang continued.

After finishing speaking, Huanniang took out an embroidered handkerchief and gently wiped off the sugar particles stuck to the corners of Lingchu's mouth, "Really, it's so big that it still sticks to your mouth."

The soft tone made Lingchu's eyes feel hot, his nose sour, and he threw himself into Huanniang's arms.

Huanniang stroked Lingchu's hair with her slender hands, and smiled softly.

She was afraid, afraid of Lingchu who grew up, she couldn't protect her.

For Lingchu, Huanniang accompanied her almost her entire childhood, and what she gave her, whether it was care, teaching, or current plans, was no different from a mother.

That night, the two talked for a long time.

Until the galaxy dims and the sky dims.

In the bedroom, the roommate Meizi has a round, pleasing face, silently helping Lingchu pack her luggage together.

"Are you really leaving? Is it far away?" Meizi likes her roommate Lingchu very much.

In her eyes, Lingchu is smart, powerful, good-looking, and likes to eat like her.

"Well, it's very far away, Huanniang said, dozens of Antang cities are separated." Lingchu was also very disappointed, and she also liked her roommate Meizi very much.

Meizi has a good temper and good cooking skills. Thinking about Meizi's cooking skills, she almost wants to drool.

"I heard that it is a Taoist temple, so you are a nun? Can't you wear nice clothes and eat meat?" Meizi was a little worried.

Lingchu blinked, looking helpless, "Meizi, I left all my books for you, you should read more, Taoist nuns are different from nuns, Taoist nuns can eat meat, and can also wear nice clothes."

"It's not bad if you can eat meat..." Meizi only paid attention to this point, and fell silent after finishing speaking, because the things had already been packed.

Lingchu put her luggage on her back, Meizi bit her lower lip, "Can I not leave?"

She and Lingchu were sold together and lived together. Lingchu left and she was the only one left. She was a little scared.

Lingchu shook her head, she also hated Huanniang and Meizi, but Huanniang wanted her to go.

Moreover, she herself wants to see the outside world.

She is different from Meizi, Meizi has never left Antang City since she was a child.

Lingchu is from outside Antang City. She has seen the hustle and bustle of the outside world, and she understands the value of freedom.

"Meizi, do you want to come with me?" Lingchu looked at Meizi's disappointed face and blurted out.

Meizi's eyes lit up, but she shook her head timidly, "No, I'm afraid."

She has never been out of An Tang City.

Lingchu was a little disappointed and worried, after all, she had never asked Huanniang, nor He Xiangyi.

If the decision she made privately cannot be realized, it will be bad.

"we are good friends."

"Ah."

"You have to remember to come back and see me."

"it is good."

In the room, two half-grown children embraced each other tightly.

Chen Guo is very large, with a total of [-] counties, and dozens of prefectures under one county.

Antang City, where Fuchun Building is located, belongs to Chenliu County and is located in the south of Chen State, while the Taoist temple where Yisuo is located is in the east of Chen State.

Although the two will not cross the north and south of Chen State, they still need to pass through 25 cities in thirteen counties, with land and water intermingling.

It was a lot of hard work, and the journey probably took several months.

Lingchu was very quiet when she left Fuchun Tower, Huanniang didn't want to disturb too many people.

So on a very ordinary morning, at the back door of the humble Fuchun Building.

A farewell slowly staged.

According to Huanniang's personality, she wanted to send Lingchu off in a chic way, but she still couldn't help but pull Lingchu to remind her.

He Ziyi looked at the soft-faced Huanniang under the morning light, and was in a trance for a moment.

If they hadn't missed it back then, the child would have been this big.

Where Yi Mian, who was immersed in his own thoughts, was equally gentle.

If anyone saw this scene, they would find that the atmosphere of the two, one, one, and three was extremely harmonious.

Huanniang is also very easy and pleasant to He Xi.

Because she prepared a big bag of things for Lingchu to bring, obviously, Lingchu's small arms and legs couldn't carry it, so she could only do it anywhere.

He Biyi didn't say anything, silently took the burden Huanniang handed him, and also took Lingchu's little hand.

"I plan to let her practice Taoism with me. I have seen her qualifications, and it is rare to be able to practice Taoism." He Fangyi thought for a while, and told Huanniang truthfully. He didn't know if Huanniang hated Taoism.

Huanniang was silent for a moment, and looked at Lingchu. Lingchu's bright eyes were full of energy, obviously not resisting, and then she smiled, "Very good."

It was really good, that day Heheyi easily dealt with more than a dozen big guards in the building, without changing his face or panting, with a look of ease.

In this world, women always live at a disadvantage, and it is very good to have the ability to protect themselves.

"Okay, let's go, if we continue to dawdle, everyone in the building should wake up, and it will be lively." Huanniang gently smoothed Lingchu's collar, which was a lotus flower she embroidered by herself.

Layer upon layer, intertwined and intertwined, only occupying a corner of the collar, it is unpretentious at first glance, but exquisite and delicate at closer inspection.

Huanniang likes lotus very much, likes its strength of character, and admires its character.

He Fangyi took Lingchu by the hand and stepped out of this ordinary alley step by step, out of the place where Lingchu had lived for several years.

On the way, no one looked back.

He Fangyi led Lingchu out of the alley, pinched the Yin Jue at the corner, and the big burden he was carrying disappeared in an instant.

The miracle in front of him made Lingchu temporarily forget the sadness of parting, his eyes were burning, and he looked up at Yi Yi.

He Ziyi smiled gently, touched Lingchu's head, turned his hand over, revealing a pale yellow talisman with intricate vermilion patterns painted on it, "This is a storage talisman, which can hold about three feet in size."

Seeing the excitement in Lingchu's eyes, He Ziyi couldn't help recalling the excitement when he first saw the fairy art, shook his head and laughed, "When you succeed in cultivation, I will teach you how to use it."

Lingchu nodded vigorously, can she do the same?so amazing.

At that time, as a young Lingchu, for the first time, he developed a strong interest in cultivating Taoism.

Different from the black and white scrolls in the books, the reality that is within reach makes people more fascinated.

He Biyi took Lingchu with him, and was not in a hurry to leave the city, but took Lingchu to the pastry shop.

"Out of the city, you have to eat and sleep in the open. I remember that you little girls like to eat snacks, buy some and take them on the road." He Zhiyi patted Lingchu's head again.

He found that Lingchu's hair was black and soft, and it felt good to the touch.

Lingchu smiled sweetly, his eyes curved like crescent moons.

After the two bought pastries, they went to a carriage and horse shop and rented an ordinary carriage to go out of the city.

The distance is far away, if it is only where it is easy to go alone, it is not a problem, and walking is also possible.

But with the immature Lingchu, walking on foot will slow down the distance a lot, not to mention that ordinary children may not be able to bear the physicality of walking for a day.

Although the master has a loose personality, but now Lingchu has not formally joined the Taoist temple, and he can't teach it privately without the master's approval.

"Girl, you must recite these two books every day." He Xiangyi took out two thread-bound books and handed them to Lingchu.

"Tao Te Ching", "Qing Jing Jing".

Lingchu took the book, looked at the slightly yellowed book, and read the title silently.

This is a Taoist classic widely circulated in the secular world, and Taoist priests in Taoist temples often recite it.

Chen Guozun said, an ordinary three-year-old child can recite a few lines silently.

"This is the morning class of the Taoist temple. Although the master doesn't pay attention to the rules, all the disciples must follow the daily morning class." He Fangyi looked at Lingchu's puzzled eyes and explained.

Lingchu nodded seriously, then thought of something, and asked curiously, "Uncle He, is your master an immortal? What kind of person is he? Are there many people in the Taoist temple?"

"I have never met an immortal. We are just a group of people chasing immortality. As for my master," He Zhiyi's expression was obviously distorted when he mentioned the master, "My master claims to be a veteran, and his personality... Quite casual, the Taoist temple... not many people."

　Little cuties, take a look at my stalwart Huanniangniang, please blow up the lights for her, collect tickets and play!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)