Divorced Women's Cheat Cultivation

Chapter 6

"Is this water... running water? Will it be a bit dirty if it lasts forever? What if you have diarrhea."

Yan Qing's tentative question.

Cutie looked at her puzzled, "This is a lake of spiritual water naturally formed in the mountains, how can it be dirty?"

"I mean . . . just in case some beast comes in and takes a shower." Ugh, she's not a beast, "or a bird dropping off shit or something."

"This is even more impossible. There are no wild animals in the mountains. Even if there is bird droppings, it will be no problem if it sinks into the lake and is washed with spiritual water every day. The mountain god also chooses to retreat and practice on the shore because of the abundance of spiritual energy here."

Yan Qing didn't struggle any longer, anyway, he had already had a drink, and she would never come here to take a bath again.

"What about the spirit grass? Does it grow here too?

Looking as far as she could, she saw that the greenery was full of plants with unknown names and brilliant flowers blooming everywhere. She really couldn't tell which grasses were more aura.

The cutie shook her head, "Spirit grass is more precious than spirit water, we are going to pick it at the top of the mountain."

Yan Qing filled a bottle with Evian from an empty bottle and followed the cutie up the mountain.

This mountain is not too high, but the clouds and mist make it look beautiful and stand out from the ground. The higher they go, the lower the temperature, and the surrounding vegetation becomes sparse and less lush.

Yan Qing remembered that the last time he climbed a mountain was a year ago, when the monk traveled on East May Day to climb a famous mountain.Shang Dong has long legs and big strides, and she can only keep up with his footsteps by trying hard to catch up. She only feels tired and cold along the way, and has no impression of clouds, mountains and fog.

Now she has crawled for so long but she doesn't feel the slightest bit, she is neither cold nor tired, she just feels refreshed.

The little cutie's footsteps stopped, "Here we are."

Yan Qing also noticed that about ten meters ahead, there was a small patch of green plants growing on the bare wasteland-like land. They stretched their branches and leaves extremely wantonly, unmoved by the surrounding barrenness, and looked very energetic.

"This is spiritual grass? It's somewhat similar to orchid grass." Yan Qing walked over. Their leaves are very similar to orchid grass, but most of them only have two to three leaves. of brilliance.

Yan Qing stretched out her hand and was about to pull it out, but Xiao Kei called out to her, "Let me take a look first."

He stood beside the Spirit Grassland, stretched his neck, bent over and sniffed each one, like a puppy sniffing bones.

"Pluck these low-grade spiritual herbs first. I don't know the level of the outside world's cultivation world. It's better not to show your wealth." Xiaocuti pointed to a few of the spiritual herbs.

This red fruit is really sophisticated, Yan Qing nodded, and put all the spiritual herbs he ordered into the bag.

"You can know the high grade and the low grade just by smelling it?"

These spirit herbs look similar from the outside.

"More than that." Xiaocute looked up at her, and stretched out a finger to shake back and forth, "I can smell out spirit beasts, medicine pills, fairy artifacts, including those with cute human cultivation."

The fish holding doll actually has this function. Generally speaking, the first three things are easy to identify, but it is difficult to know the cultivation level of a cultivator. A low-level cultivation will definitely not be able to see a high-level cultivation. Cuteness is defined as a god dog roaring sky dog.

After picking the fairy grass and coming out, the little cutie told her again, "The spirit grass is delicate, you have to water it with spirit water every once in a while to keep its own spirit energy from being lost."

After hearing this, Yan Qing simply inserted these spiritual grasses into the mineral water bottle containing spiritual water, so that they would not be afraid of deterioration.

After finishing this piece, Yan Qing tidied up a sunny room for Little Cutie, and finally put the cartoon dolls on the table into Little Cutie's room.

As soon as the room was cleaned, someone sent her a text message.

Could it be Xiao Bei?
Yan Qing opened it and saw that Director Li was written on the contact person. She suddenly remembered that the phone almost fell to the ground when she shook her hand.

The text message clearly stated: Teacher Yanqing, you have been absent from class for three days, if you want to continue to ask for leave, you should inform in advance.Another: This month's bonus will be deducted.

She even forgot that she was going to class because of her cultivation! ! !There are still three full days missing. As Director Li's subordinate, she has done something wrong...

Although cultivation is important, as a mature woman, career is also very important!

Sadly reminded, Yan Qing quickly sent a text message telling her to go to work immediately tomorrow, but Director Li did not reply her.

Yan Qing, who was deducted from her bonus, had no choice but to go get dinner. It seems that she can only eat steamed buns and pickles!

There are pickled vegetables on the plate, steamed buns in the bowl, and chicken soup left over from lunch in the other bowl. While eating the steamed buns, Yan Qing thought, now that there are two people in the family, her assets can only be calculated in three digits, and she must Save save save.

"These are not bad, better than the garbage just now."

The bored little cutie floated over to take a look at the dishes on the table.

"Really..." Yan Qing angrily took a mouthful of steamed buns.

"I've eaten this cute one too." The little cutie climbed onto the chair and reached for a steamed bun.

"When?"

"I can't remember the cute ones. It was a long time ago." He chewed and shook his head, "This stuff is not as simple and sweet as before, and it's not delicious." He put the steamed buns back into the bowl.

"Of course it was good to be natural in the past, but the food now must be better than before."

Biscuits are added with puffing agents that are not good for the body, but they become soft and crispy; French fries are not nutritious at all, but they have a good taste and must be ordered for fast food meals; Umami.

There are gains and losses.

"It's just to show your tongue, of course it's delicious. You are a cultivator, don't be deceived by the appearance, and you are pursuing the true self."

The baby-voiced cutie looked at her and followed her instructions.

"Yes yes yes." Yan Qing raised his hands in surrender.

Seeing that she only agreed perfunctorily, Xiaocuti snorted heavily and left the dining room.

After eating and clearing away the table and bowls, Yan Qing went into the room and changed her clothes, and was ready to go out with her bag.

"Reincarnated Nvwa, where are you going? It's already Sishi, and the lights are dark outside. It's better if you don't go out because your cultivation level is still low."

Si time in ancient times was equivalent to nine o'clock to eleven o'clock in modern times, which is still very early for young people.

Yan Qing squatted down, touched the glutinous rice dumpling of the other party, and then opened the curtains, and the neon lights outside made the night colorful.

"First of all, you have to change your name to call me cousin... It's the 21st century and I don't want to be caught in a mental hospital. Secondly, Sishi is just the beginning of nightlife and there will be a long time to play outside. It's not a black light. Finally, cousin will take you Go out and see the world after a thousand years."

The little cutie nodded silently and said, "Alright."

When the two went out together, Yan Qing first took the cutie to the nearest shopping mall, but she had no choice but to buy the cheapest children's suit, the style was old but it was still comfortable to wear.

Fortunately, Xiaocuti is beautiful, with a straight body, and he looks like a child model on the runway wearing a sack. Cheap clothes will not affect his image.

On the contrary, he received countless favorite looks from his sisters, aunts and grandmas all the way, as if they were carved out of snow, she would also like her.

After leaving the mall, the cutie tugged on his shorts and asked, "Where shall we go now?"

He is not quite used to this kind of attire yet, he still wears the fairy silkworm robe that will not be dirty or torn, but he will get used to it after a long time.

"Go to Xinjiekou, there is a park along the river, let's blow the night breeze to cool off."

Saying that, Yan Qing stopped a taxi and took the little cutie in her arms.

The little cutie kept silent, and after a long time, she wrapped her arms around Yan Qing's neck and whispered in her ear, "I didn't expect that people who cultivate truth are like crucian carp crossing the river. Although this magic weapon is as slow as a snail, it is comfortable to sit on. But I am so cute and found that the person who drives the magic weapon has no cultivation!"

"Pfft ha ha ha ha—!" Yan Qing couldn't hold back the laughter, and only restrained her smile when she saw the little cutie staring at her displeased.

"It's not a magic weapon, it's called a car. Few people practice cultivation in modern times, but we don't rely on that illusory thing, what we use is called technology."

Along the way, the little cutie was surprised a lot, but she was calm and didn't show it. She only asked Yan Qing quietly when she was really curious, and she had a calmness beyond his appearance age.

"Cultivation is not something illusory, technology...is very good."

"That's right, we invented airplanes because we couldn't travel thousands of miles a day, we invented tools because we couldn't use spells, we invented fashion because we couldn't hold a silkworm robe...we can still live well without self-cultivation .”

Yan Qing said that when one thing is lost, there will always be another thing to make up for it. People always have ways to make themselves happy.

Cutie blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes were like a small fan, "What you're talking about is external force."

Yan Qing leaned on the back chair, and smiled, "That's right...the society is constantly improving, but people's hearts have never changed. Intrigues and intrigues have never happened since ancient times. Look at the driver, his face is pale and his eyes are blistered. Swollen and overindulgent day and night, you can see how many of the aunts in the shopping mall are smiling and sincere, as if they have been measured by a ruler. So I cultivate the truth, cultivate the human heart and cultivate the true self."

Xiaocuti tilted her head to look at her, and the grotesque scenery outside the car window faded away like a gust of wind, while her face became clearer and firmer against the background.

"With this idea at a young age, becoming a fairy is just around the corner."

Yan Qing bared her teeth and smiled, stretched out her hand and began to pinch the cute and waxy face.

She would rather hear the little cutie's haughty snort than the old man's comment. This is called a sense of disobedience.

After getting out of the car, Yan Qing held the cutie with one hand while explaining the scenery here to him.

The city sleeps late, the river is still lit with colorful lights, and there is a row of thick willows along the street. The wind blows not only brings a burst of coolness, but also brings the beauty of the willow branches.

At this moment, a person Yan Qing absolutely does not want to meet walked up to him.

A middle-aged woman, Xu Ziyu's mother, Aunt Li, was walking home after enjoying the cool air by the river.

(End of this chapter)