Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 173 Persuasion and Refutation

Shuangxue once tried to convince her unreasonable uncle.

"When the child grows up, he will go out to practice. Just like me, she will be the same in the future."

"She doesn't need it." Bian Zheng replied lightly, "This place is fine, she just needs to stay."

Bian Zheng said that this place is very good, but of course it does not mean that Beiyuan, the cursed place, is good, nor does it mean that Xuanshuangzong, which has few disciples, is good, so Shuangxue has no chance to accuse him of opening his eyes and telling lies.

What he said was that Gui Yushan was very good.

It's good to stay by his side.

"How can there be any reason to hide under the elder's wing all the time?" Shuangxue sighed, "Uncle Shi can't stay here forever, if Uncle Shi wants to leave, so what?"

"There is a problem with the domain gate of Xianyu, you can't take Aqi and go with her."

"No need, even if I'm not here, Tonggong and Wushan are still here, and this departure is not a farewell. Shuangxue, I don't understand what you are worried about. It is useless to think too much. Do what you should do."

Seeing that Bian Zheng put on an appearance that she didn't want to continue the conversation, Shuangxue also stopped talking, and bowed respectfully to leave.

It is not the best policy to do it knowing that it is impossible to do it. You should temporarily observe its actions, make a decision and then act.

Shuangxue finished her recollection, looked at the little girl leaning on the stone steps, her eyes softened unconsciously.

Sheng Yan swallowed the last sip of glutinous rice cake, wiped his hands carefully with a handkerchief, and then sat there motionless, quietly looking at the mountain scenery.

On the hill opposite the two is a large plum grove, the plum grove is luxuriant, and the flowers are blooming just in time. From a distance, it looks like thousands of red orbs have fallen in the white snow of the ground, which is so vivid.

The cold wind blows over the plum groves, bringing bursts of sweet and refreshing scent of plum fragrance and snow. For some reason, the clear and shallow streams in the mountains have never been frozen under the breath of extreme cold, and they only flow tirelessly in the mountains. In the meantime, he hit the cliff and rushed all the way to the feet of the two.

The sound of running water is like broken jade, clear and pleasant, adding a few vivid and beautiful syllables to the boring rhythm played by the wind and snow.

The red of the plum grove is not a ostentatious red. The red plums in the snow are like steady fireworks, burning hot and clean, just like the red plum fairy, the former owner of this plum grove, with a red face, but white and quiet.

"Does it look good?" Shuangxue's face is very gentle, and her voice is more beautiful than that of a mountain stream chasing waves.

Sheng Yu was fascinated by the mountain flowers, nodded and said: "Naturally beautiful."

I am used to seeing the magnificent scenery in spring, and the quiet and elegant winter is also a special taste.

It is not pure white, nothingness, and unchanging dead silence, but tens of thousands of completely different whites that are alive and dancing. Under each silent white is the vitality and joy of the coming year, and some Swishling in the midwinter of the twelfth lunar month, expressing her unwillingness, she stood proudly against the wind and danced with the snow.

"It's different from what's written in the script, these are even more beautiful than what's written in the script." Sheng Yu stretched out his hand outside the barrier, a pair of immature white hands dancing in the wind and snow, letting the snowdrops slap, Still stubbornly wanting to catch a wisp of plum fragrance coming by the wind.

To read a hundred volumes of books, you still need to see it with your own eyes. How can black and white paper be compared to the thousands of scenes and colors in the world?

"Do you like it here?" The boy's clean and clear voice melted into the snow and became unclear.

"Of course I like it." Sheng Yu nodded again, "I want to see more beautiful scenery like this, and I want to see it with my own eyes."

Trying to grab Meixiang was fruitless, Sheng Yu withdrew his hand with a little regret, and his little hand, which had been placed in the wind and snow for a short time, was already flushed.

Fortunately, it is located at the turning point of the mountain corner, and is close to the edge of the enchantment. The wind and snow are relatively soft, and the snowdrops that can penetrate the palm of the hand on weekdays are lying obediently in the palm of Sheng Yu, condensing and not melting. Top-grade crystals should be crystal clear.

These snowdrops that will not melt are called "Tears of Xuanshuang" in Beiyuan. They seem to have a very special meaning, or it is just to give them a name that can match their beauty. Sheng Yan told the story behind that, but she didn't take it seriously, and just carefully put the tears of Xuanshuang into her small pocket.

After finishing everything, the little girl seemed to be aware of the cold. She rubbed her hands together and brought them to her mouth. She opened her mouth slightly and let out a few mouthfuls of warm air, trying to relieve some of the coldness on her skin. meaning.

"You can go to see it. You can go anywhere as long as you want. It's up to you to decide. What's in the book is better than the real thing."

Shuangxue chuckled helplessly, the encouragement and love in her soft and clean eyes were clearly written, and there was a little bit of emotion that Sheng Qi couldn't understand hidden in it.

But that doesn't matter, the boy's eyes, the boy's words, and the boy's mind are just like the boy's appearance, which is as white as snow and softer than ice and snow, simple, transparent, and clear to the extreme.

Sheng Yu knew that he was not pitying himself, but sincerely believed that his wish would definitely have a chance to be realized.

She received the blessing from Shuangxue, so she was very satisfied and thought it was very good.

A small hand warmer was stuffed into his arms, and Sheng Yu beamed with joy, and moved the hand on his cheek to the edge of the stove, shrinking his whole body even tighter.

"Where did it come from?"

"It was exchanged with the dumb girl who burned sugar at the bottom of the mountain." Shuangxue looked at the little girl's smile with great satisfaction, "The dumb girl is kind, I froze ten drawers of candy for her, and she gave me some silver bamboo charcoal. "

Shuangxue just remembered about the hand warmer and silver bamboo charcoal just now. Sheng Yu has always been weak and has no cultivation base. He saw that Sheng Yu was suffering from the cold, but he didn't dare to send her spiritual power to keep warm. .

Silver bamboo charcoal is a special product of Beiyuan. It will only appear under the veins at the junction of glaciers and lava. It is said to be charcoal, but it is actually a very special kind of jade that can be burned. After burning, the air will be filled with bursts of clean and elegant bamboo. Fragrance, and because its color is like a silver star, it is named silver bamboo charcoal.

The heat emitted by the burning silver bamboo charcoal will not be very high, it is just right for warming hands, and there is no other use for it, and no one will think of looking for such useless stones.

Furthermore, a piece of silver bamboo charcoal the size of a fist can burn for three to five years if it burns without stopping.

"The dumb lady is such a good person, I will help her make candy next time."

Holding the brass hand warmer in his hand, Sheng Yu moved closer to Shuangxue, paused and said, "Also, thank you, Axue! Next time we go to Uncle Qin's place, I'll make dumplings for you! "

Due to their cultivation skills and physical fitness, the body temperature of Shuangxue and others is much lower than that of ordinary people on weekdays, not to mention the degree of exuding cold air, but it is not wrong to look at them always cold.

But this time, the frost and snow were warming all over his body, and his skin felt like a piece of warm nephrite jade. The heat was not burning, like boiling water that had just dried, Sheng Qi only felt very warm.

"What kind of stuffing do you want? Corn, sweet pepper, green beans, or cabbage?" Sheng Yu counted with his fingers.

Shuangxue was slightly puzzled: "Why are they all plain stuffing?"

The little girl replied dejectedly: "Uncle Qin's knife is too heavy, I can't lift it."

If you can't hold a knife, you won't be able to chop meat either. As a practitioner, even if you can't use spiritual power techniques, the strength you should have is still there. A knife used by a great practitioner who specializes in knife techniques What else could it be?
A five-year-old child who has only been awake for less than a year, if he can hold his knife, it is a ghost.

Shuangxue quickly figured out the barriers, and said softly: "Vegetarian stuffing is also very good. Uncle Qin has a lot of hot sauce. I have been craving it for a long time. I want to eat dumplings filled with corn and sweet peppers. I want to add green bean juice to the dough. Break an egg."

The just-right comfort made Sheng Wei suddenly happy again, and nodded, his small body was full of energy, wishing he could rush down the mountain to harm the vegetable field in the cook's yard immediately.

Thinking in this way, Sheng Qi pushed aside the wide sleeves covering his head that did not belong to him, stood up, patted the non-existent dust under his body, and wanted to run down the mountain with a small hand stove.

"We can't do it today, we should go back now, otherwise we should be anxious if the uncle can't find you."

Shuangxue hurriedly stretched out her hand to block Sheng Yu's front, and then stood up, gathering the hem of the clothes that had been scattered all over the floor with her other hand.

"But we haven't been out for a long time." Sheng Yu muttered in a low voice, but he held Shuangxue's sleeve honestly.

"You should take medicine."

"I don't want to take medicine at all." The little girl's face drooped completely, "Is it okay if I don't take it? I don't feel any discomfort..."

"No, your idea is very dangerous." Shuangxue ruthlessly rejected her.

It's one thing for Sheng Yu not to take the medicine himself, but another thing for him to encourage Sheng Yu not to take the medicine and then be beaten up by his uncle.

On this point, Bian Zheng's insistence was correct. In Sheng Qi's perception, there was no correct judgment on the degree of pain at all.

The pain every day and every night made her get used to it. After a long time, she mistakenly thought that the pain was not pain. Her perception was paralyzed, but the pain still existed, killing her vitality and damaging her all the time. Her spirit.

Children from other families may be reluctant to take medicine because of the bitter taste of the soup, but Sheng Qi really doesn't feel that he has any discomfort, and he can't react for a while when his condition worsens.

She only felt that she was just a little bit uncomfortable again, and the snacks brought to her mouth were not as sweet and delicious as before.

Children who fall into this situation are often terribly stubborn, and it is difficult to reason with her.

Just like Sheng Yu, who only believes in his own perception and judgment, most of the time he takes a nonchalant attitude towards his own illness. Under the superficial obedience and obedience, all kinds of small thoughts are hidden. I have always been very troubled by her behavior of not caring about her body.

Neither beating nor scolding.

It is useless to quarrel, no matter who you ask to persuade her, it will not work. The little girl's reaction will only become more intense, and some bad behaviors such as hunger strikes that will harm herself will be added.

When it's time to take the medicine, Bian Qi must be the first one to run away without a trace. Shuangxue said that she doesn't really want to be a villain, and it is more appropriate to leave such things as admonishing disciples to teachers.

In the end, in addition to the noisy Sheng Qi, the tormented one had to add another Bian Zheng who was in a hurry.

What is mutual learning?That's it.

It is impossible to do it by hand, there will be no tomorrow if you do it, it is absolutely impossible to do it.

The sugar in the sugar shop of the blind man and the dumb girl has a very magical effect. It is not that Bian Zheng has never had the idea of ​​making candy, but the dumb girl does not welcome him. Mother ascended to heaven together.

Later, under Shuangxue's good words and persuasion, a certain person gave up the idea of ​​sending the couple from the sugar shop to heaven immediately.

Maybe——Bian Zheng wouldn't think it was the level of "persuading each other with good words".

"There are some things that can be done, but Shishu, we just say, don't make it too obvious."

Shuangxue still said it tactfully, but in fact, her heart was still beating drums.

"Don't go too far. Once some things start, you can never go back."

After all, there are bloody examples ahead.

It is obvious that Sheng Yu is unwilling to go back to Tonggong, which is her home in every sense.

Everyone in Tonggong has no objection to Sheng's favor, but anyone who is not blind can see how much Tonggong attaches importance to Sheng.

Although not parent-child, it is far better than parent-child.

But Shuangxue, who had witnessed something with his own eyes, would not feel how kind and harmonious the people in this big family were, he would only feel it was scary.

"About Liangqiong's death, you are trying to make Ah Ju temporarily forget what happened in those days, but deception is by no means a long-term solution. What happened will not change, and it will never be completely destroyed. forget."

"Her unexplained fear and loathing of elder brother Feng Yin is the best proof."

That day, Bianzheng listened to Shuangxue's advice with a livid face, and walked away expressionlessly.

On the lush mountain road, Shuangxue sighed non-stop, and Sheng Yu tugged at Shuangxue's sleeve, also moaning and sighing non-stop.

The stone step path leading to Guiyu Mountain is neither long nor short. Sheng Yu resisted taking the medicine in his heart, so he walked slowly on the mountain road, thinking that it would be a little time if he could delay it. Xue was afraid that she would fall, so she had no choice but to slow down with her.

"When can I start practicing? How long will it take to go outside to see?" The little girl was so depressed that she lost the mood to look at the scenery on both sides of the mountain road, and said sullenly.

The outside in her mouth does not refer to the small town outside the mountain gate, nor is it a corner of Beiyuan.

"Just wait until you recover from your illness." Shuangxue's expression became slightly unnatural.

Sheng Yan was dissatisfied and said: "Axue is lying again, so perfunctory."

When a sincere person says something against his will, it will be very obvious on his face, so Shuangxue, who only tells the truth, never lies.

"I just repeated what my uncle said. You should tell my uncle what you said."

Shuangxue refuted her.

(End of this chapter)