The lucky little girl of the Shoufu family

Chapter 9 Talk to the Fairy

If there is no food, you may not die immediately, but if you don't get rid of the evil spirit, you will die immediately. The villagers will still weigh it.

Without further ado, the villagers all went back to find food.

Liu Cuihua wanted to take advantage of Bai Zhi, but was stared back coldly by Wang Tiezhu, so she could only look for food in embarrassment.

"Don't be chaotic, line up, come one by one! The elderly, children and pregnant women come first, and the young and middle-aged are at the back!"

He Xuanji was surrounded by the villagers. She took a mahogany branch and whipped those who did not follow the rules, and then removed the evil spirits one by one.

There are 380 people in the village, and 210 people in the evil spirit. He Xuanji worked until midnight, hungry, and fell asleep when she wanted to go home.

But as soon as she entered the door, she could smell the sweet fragrance of rice. She took a closer look and saw that there was a large bowl of sweet potato porridge on the footless table in the thatched cottage.

In this famine year, not to mention a bowl of sweet potato porridge, even sweet potato soup is an extravagant expectation. He Xuanji's eyes turned red, and she rushed over, eating up the big bowl of sweet potato porridge in one go.

"Eat slowly."

Ning Yi's gentle voice came from behind.

After eating full, He Xuanji burped in satisfaction, and immediately recovered [-]% of her physical strength. She turned her head to look at the young man behind her, and asked in surprise, "Who sent the rice?"

"It's Wang Daniu. He sent two liters of rice and five sweet potatoes, so I made sweet potato porridge."

As expected, Lizheng's family is richer than the average family.

After cleaning up the last few grains of rice, He Xuanji thought of something and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"Ah."

Ning Yi glanced at the empty bowl inadvertently. After he came back, he ate a steamed bun. This sweet potato porridge was reserved for the little girl.

He Xuanji didn't think much of it when he heard that he had eaten it, and turned to the next room to check the grain harvested this time.

There is everything in food, sweet potatoes, eggs, brown rice, vegetables, steamed buns, pancakes...

These are all things she can make a name for herself, and there are some things that are so dirty that she can't see their original appearance, she doesn't dare to eat them rashly.

"Ning Yi, make more food tomorrow morning, I want to be full!"

After a rough calculation, these foods are enough for her to last for seven or eight days.

But after seven or eight days, what should I do?
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Early the next morning, He Xuanji was woken up by the delicious food, and there was a fried egg on the table?

"Do we have oil at home?"

"Yesterday, Uncle Wang at the entrance of the village sent a little rapeseed oil, which is enough to fry two eggs."

He Xuanji also saw a bowl of vegetable porridge, two steamed buns, and two dry biscuits on the table, and it was just right to eat with rice porridge.

Although there are not many things, and they are not rich, they are much better than when I first wore them yesterday.

After He Xuanji finished her breakfast, she found an excuse to take a break and sent Ning Yi away. She sat cross-legged on the haystack and began to practice the exercises she had learned in her previous life.

Coincidentally, the bones of this body are very similar to her own, so she can avoid a lot of detours in her practice.

Wangjia Village is located between three mountains, and the aura in the mountains is quite abundant. He Xuanji circulated the sky while exhaling.

After half a day, she discovered that a small cyclone had grown in her dantian.

Taoism talks about "refining essence to transform qi, refining qi to transform spirit, and refining spirit to return to emptiness." Refining essence and transforming qi is the beginning of inner alchemy. The "essence" here can be understood as energy.

When a person consumes too much energy, he will feel tired, but once he has eaten and slept, he will be full of energy and vitality.

He Xuanji was hungry and exhausted before, so she couldn't practice at all. Only when she was full of energy can she practice.

He Xuanji stabilized her mind, compressed the small cyclone into a small dot, and hid it in her dantian.

Only then did she heave a long sigh of relief, it was quite smooth, and the initial stage of Qi refining was completed.

After entering this realm, she is no longer a little girl at the mercy of others, at least she can use some simple small spells, and she can also perform divination.

Divination and divination, to put it bluntly, is to reveal the secrets of heaven. If there is no cultivation base to support it, it is easy to be backlashed by heaven.

And with her current cultivation base, she can only divination once in three days, if there are too many divinations, accidents will happen.

It was already noon at this time, and Ning Yi cooked brown rice porridge in the kitchen and brought it over.

He knocked on the door first, and then asked: "Yaoer, can I come in?"

He Xuanji had already smelled the aroma of rice porridge, and Ning Yi opened the door to come in in response.

He Xuanji was not polite to him, and started to eat with a spoon, but before she had two mouthfuls of hot food, someone came from outside the yard.

It was Wang Tiezhu and his son who came.

"I'll go and have a look, you eat slowly." Ning Yi got up and went to the yard, and after saluting Wang Tiezhu, he asked, "Is Lizheng coming to my house?"

Wang Tiezhu narrowed his eyes, looked at the girl inside who was eating calmly, and said with a smile: "I have something to talk to Xiangu about."

(End of this chapter)