Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 15

In the days when Lan Qiuchen didn't come, a tug-of-war was going on in the remote and quiet Sang house.

"...My magic power is very weak, and you are even weaker. If an accident occurs, we will both be dead! Isn't it just a lizard's tail? How is it different from a shark's fin? Why don't you dare to eat a shark's fin if you dare to eat it? What species are you? discriminate!"

For two consecutive days, Maura's voice danced left and right in her mind, nagging non-stop.

It's so noisy!

Sang Yue left the manor, returned to Sang's house and covered her head with both hands, turning a deaf ear: "Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard is chanting sutras."

Maura: "..." (ˇˇ) was angry.

Forget it, it’s not easy to find a master who is willing to accept a slave, so he deigns to be humble and go out for a trip in person...

In the afternoon of this day, the sunshine was soft. Sang Yue moved out a wicker chair and took a nap under the old tree on the edge of the field.She was wearing headphones and listening to her own song and was falling asleep. Suddenly, a loud noise next to her made her tremble.

After taking a closer look, I almost fell off the wicker chair.

"What is this?" Sang Yue stared at the severed tail the size of an adult crocodile with a look of horror on her face. The key is that it can still move!The tail swung so powerfully that it made a rustling sound against the trunk of the old tree that only three people could hug.

"I found the lizard's tail for you, hurry up and make the medicine!" the little milky voice in my mind urged.

The current master is becoming more and more useless. The previous master had to find the ingredients by himself for any medicine he wanted to make, even if it was a dark potion.How could she be so lucky? She would catch it and deliver it to her door in person, and the service would be perfect~.

"..."? ! !Sang Yue stared at the fierce severed tail and said in disbelief, "How many bottles of medicine can this thing make?"

Does the amount of medicine made by Western wizards depend on the vat? !
She clearly remembered that the potion in the attic was in a small glass bottle, which at most had more capacity than the perfume sample.

"You are an ordinary person. You have many distracting thoughts when refining medicine for the first time, and your will is not strong enough. The effect of the medicine you make will definitely not be good enough. Why not drink more, it is necessary to strengthen and consolidate it." Maura explained the science to her cheerfully.

Sang Yue: "..." No need!
She would rather die than drink!
He stretched out his hand to cast a spell, letting the severed tail dry instantly as he moved his mind.She thought she dared to drink it if it was out of sight, but now that she saw it, her eyes were not clean, and she didn't dare to drink anymore.

Since you don't dare to drink it, why bother to refine this medicine?
Maura was furious ╰_╯: ▄︻┻┳═ da da da…

Today is another lively day!

……

Since Maura woke up, the days in the mountains have become lively, and even the wind blowing has become a noise.What's even worse is that it's like a tumor growing in her mind. She can't get rid of it. She can only listen to it nagging every day:

"Don't you want to regain your appearance? Don't you want to have the singing voice of a mermaid? Don't you want to be immortal? You can realize your dream as long as you refine the medicine..."

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the green and rolling peaks, the mulberry moon is as big as a bucket, and I sigh.

"You know what I want, why are you pretending to be confused?" After two days of stalemate with it, she ran out of patience and simply showed her cards, "Jennifer and the other two are witches and can use their own magic power to make medicine. The others are either mortals or novice mages. Refining medicine must have auxiliary raw materials.

Maura, stop using living things to disgust me, show me the magical material you want to hide. "

If it is a clean thing, refining the medicine can begin immediately, so why bother with it?If the lizard's severed tail can regenerate her limbs, it's just a cover-up. Maura must have done something secretly.

"What's the use of knowing it?" Maura pondered for a moment and then said bluntly, "That's not something you ordinary people can touch."

The previous owner was very simple and knew that it was a talisman refined by a witch, so he thought that everything inside was the wealth left by the witch, and never doubted that it contained a pool of holy water.

"Holy water?" Sang Yue was extremely surprised when she saw these two words in its consciousness.The holy water was originally a spring that Mora brought with her.

Jennifer knew this. She once scooped a spoonful of it and gave it to a Muggle outside, who exploded into a pool of blood the moment he drank it.Since then, she has sealed the spring in a separate space, separated from the castle.

The way to open it is a mirror or water surface. For example, there is a full-length mirror in the master bedroom of the castle.

Sang Yue stayed in a guest room, and the master bedroom was indeed luxurious and spacious. It could be seen that the previous owners were very happy with that bedroom.The interior was decorated in a particularly European and American tycoon style, even though the previous one was a Chinese girl.

The only masters in the past who did not use the master bedroom were Sang Yue and the previous master Ade.

Sang Yue felt that the bedroom where previous owners had lived was dirty.And it is unlucky, because all the previous masters died accidentally.

It can be seen that there is something wrong with the feng shui of this bedroom and it is not suitable for living.

The room she lives in now is a guest room. Except for the original stone walls, bed frame, and chairs, she has moved all other items to other rooms, including wardrobes, hanging paintings, and decorative dried flower vases.

Especially bedding, she had to use her own to be comfortable.

Ade is a Chinese uncle. He is very cautious and is both disdainful and wary of the rich and luxurious bedroom.His vigilance stems from the extravagant and exaggerated decoration of the bedroom. How could anyone like that style?

In his eyes, this master bedroom is like a candy house where an old witch hides, waiting for the opportunity to suck the energy of the residents while they are sleeping at night.

His intuition was right, but he didn't know until his death that what was hidden inside was not the old witch sucking the spirit, but the spring in the mirror that supported the spirit of the entire space.

He didn't even know that the full-length mirror in the master bedroom was not the only entrance and exit.

In the magic manor or anywhere in the outside world, as long as there is enough water or mirrors, you can enter the mirror world.

……

In the cloakroom on the third floor of Sang's house, Sang Yue stood in front of a full-length mirror, thinking about the spring as Maura said, while reaching out to touch the mirror.

When she saw the water ripples on the mirror, her usually calm heart finally felt a little excited.

This scene reminded her of the Western fantasy movies and TV shows she had been addicted to when she was a teenager. She even thought that her own oriental fairy was a bit rural and backward, not as advanced and cool as others.

As I grow older, I feel that Western magic is too shallow and simple, not as deep and culturally rich as my own fairy tales.However, when the magic of the West was before her eyes, she was a little curious and had a desire to conquer.

It's dangerous or something, it's too late to be afraid now.

Not to mention that her life was saved by Mora's magic power. Even if her life was in danger, how could her mortal body survive a weapon spirit that had lived for hundreds of years?

Either way, she would die. Entering the treasure mountain and returning empty-handed was against her original intention.

She is still young and should have active curiosity and adventurous spirit.After hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn't resist the temptation and stepped into the lake-like mirror.

As expected, it was like a breathless water curtain covering his face.

I felt a little uncomfortable just now, and my face suddenly felt empty. A particularly clear breath suddenly poured into the tip of my nose, and the suffocating feeling in my heart was instantly relieved.

(End of this chapter)