Zongmen Bai Yueguang she quit

Chapter 24: Picking Mushrooms in the Midnight

Mu Yao walked over and saw a pink shadow. Lin Qingli shrugged her shoulders, and tears fell like broken pearls.The delicate little face was flushed from crying, looking very sad.

"Master, Senior Sister..." Lin Qingli sniffed and wiped away the tears on her face indiscriminately.

Mu Yao was silent for a while, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Qingli originally wanted to hide it, but there was no one to sue her. When Mu Yao asked her, her grievances poured out like a flood: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L I was brought up by the family since I was a child, and I really want to slay demons like you, but I can't do anything... In the villa, they all said that I was a waste, and the seniors were afraid that I would be bullied, so they brought me with them every time they came out , but when I got here, I found that I would still lag behind, I am not as good as you in everything, and I can't understand what you are saying."

Mu Yao froze in place, pursing her lips and looking at her complicatedly.

Lin Qingli wiped away her tears, "But Senior Sister, I really want to help you guys. Both my parents died at the hands of Yaozu. Patriarch Qingyao taught me, and I don't want to live up to his expectations...I feel so sad, I don't know what to do anymore."

"...Don't cry, it's not a day's cold to freeze three feet, how long has it been since you started? It's not bad to do so now." Mu Yao stood in front of her and said calmly: "Besides, you also have things that ordinary people can't do. and where."

Lin Qingli stopped moving, with tears in her eyes: "Me?"

"Wenshi Villa has a secret art of divination, but those disciples don't know anything about it, but you are different. You just received the instruction of Patriarch Qingyao when you were young, and you have already learned it to the point of proficiency. You are better than them at this point. They are all strong." Mu Yao said.

Lin Qingli stared at her blankly, and tightly held the small cloth bag on her chest: "But they all said it's useless, and it's useless in a fight..."

"No matter what you do, you're not going to please everyone."

Lin Qingli pursed her lips, and looked at her with moist eyes: "I really want to be as great as Senior Sister Mu Yao, Senior Brother Rong Mo, and become a cultivator who wields the sword to the end of the world."

"Even ordinary people have their own glory, you don't have to follow in our footsteps, you should do what you want to do."

Lin Qingli sucked on her red nose, feeling much better, and looked more devoutly at Mu Yao: Why did such a good person have such a tragic fate, why did he die young...

Lin Qing secretly said: She must do her best to change all this.

"Thank you, Senior Sister, for your guidance. I really feel much better now. It would be great if Master was here, and I don't know when he will come back from Yunyou."

Mu Yao shook her head in her heart: Patriarch Qingyao actually died a long time ago, but in order to maintain the stability of the righteous way, that's why he has been concealed.

Lin Qingli wiped away the tears from her face, and bravely untied the cloth bag and handed it to Mu Yao. Looking at the latter's puzzled eyes, she timidly said: "There... are some pastries I made, Sister, let's try it."

Her frightened eyes seemed to be afraid that Mu Yao would refuse.

Seeing her cramped appearance, Mu Yao hesitated for a moment, but still took the cloth bag.

"Senior Sister finally accepts me." Lin Qingli showed a joyful smile as if she was relieved from a heavy burden, she waved to Mu Yao, turned and entered the courtyard: "Then I will go to Senior Brother Rong first!"

The cloth bag contains some bits and pieces of divination tools, and there is also a bag of oiled paper bag, which should be the pastries she made.

Mu Yao was still not hungry after eating, so she put away the food and planned to return it to her later.

The evening wind in the village is very noisy. There is a forest at the end of the village. Walking up this forest is the back mountain.Mu Yao planned to survey the surrounding illusion, so she walked in aimlessly.

The poplar grove was very gloomy, and the soft grass was still a little damp. Just a few steps after Mu Yao walked in, he saw a black shadow squatting not far away.

"Who?"

Mu Yao called out vigilantly.

The black figure turned around slowly, staring at Mu Yao with dark eyes.

Mu Yao looked at the black-clothed boy in front of him, the fine moonlight dappled him, the cloth on his body could tell that he was from a wealthy family, and his appearance was also very dignified, but there was always a clear stupidity between his brows, which was originally fair. His hands were also covered with dirt, and he still held a bitten mushroom in his hand. He must have squatted here just now to pick mushrooms.

What normal person picks mushrooms in the middle of the night?Also eat it raw!His style of painting is abstract no matter how you look at it!

Mu Yao glanced at the colorful mushroom color, and was shocked: "This mushroom is poisonous."

It doesn't work even if it is cooked, let alone eat it raw. Besides, how good can the taste of raw mushrooms be?
Shi Jin looked at her in a daze, and then at the red mushroom in his hand: "It...it looks pretty, can't mushrooms be eaten?"

"Eating it will cause poisoning." Mu Yao sweated for him.

Shi Jin looked at the food in his hand and hesitated, obviously not taking her words seriously.

Seeing this, Mu Yao thought he was too hungry, so she said: "Don't eat any more, I have pastries here, which are better than that."

After finishing speaking, she took out the oiled paper bag, opened the paper bag, and inside were three soft and lovely pear cakes, although they were cold, they still had a sweet smell.

She handed it to him: "It's all for you."

When Shi Jin saw the pear cake, his eyes lit up, but he still looked at her warily.

Mu Yao simply took his hand and gave him all the pastries, "Go home after eating, it's too dangerous at night."

Shi Jin just wanted to say that he was not afraid, but he kept his mouth shut when he thought of his purpose.

Mu Yao explained this, picked up the cloth bag, turned around and left, leaving Shijin standing alone, holding a few pieces of pastries in his hands.

After a while, Shi Jin saw Mu Yao go away, so he took a bite of the pastry, chewed it a few times, and calmly ate the remaining mushrooms in his hand.

Mushroom pastry, isn't it all the same when you eat it?It's enough if you can eat enough.

When Mu Yao came back, she happened to meet Shen Wuchuan leaning against the door with her arms folded, looking like she was waiting for her.

The bright moonlight shrouded his red shadow, making his side face extraordinarily rosy, and there was a faint mystery hidden in his black and white eyes.

"Where did senior sister go to play?" He looked lazy.

"Just walk around, what's the matter with you?"

"It's too late today, I'll go to the homes of those lost souls tomorrow," he said.

Mu Yao said "Oh": "Alright."

Shen Wuchuan seemed dissatisfied with her answer, pursed her soft lips, and stared at her: "Senior sister seems to be preoccupied."

(End of this chapter)