Chapter 1269 Stop

At Chen Shi (7-9 AM), the sun climbs higher and higher.

The autumn heatwave lived up to its name; Song Chunxue's eyelids ached from the sun.

She opened her eyes and saw Deng Kui looking at her with an excited expression!

"Master Song, I've succeeded!"

Deng Kui must have woken up earlier. When he saw Song Chunxue open her eyes, he staggered over to her, knelt down, and excitedly grabbed her hands.

“I meditated for a long time this time without being disturbed by the outside world, and I was not afraid of being hurt! Thank you, Master Song, thank you.”

"Although I am much older than you, you are more experienced than me in spiritual practice. I didn't expect you to guide me successfully on the first try. Thank you, thank you. I feel relaxed all over and my eyes are much brighter."

Seeing that she was rambling incoherently, Song Chunxue pulled her up.

"Please don't kneel before me, I'm afraid you'll shorten my lifespan. Don't do that next time, or I won't take you with me when I meditate anymore."

Song Chunxue said it with a smile, but she really cared about it.

If she really does lose a year's lifespan, who will she complain to?

After all, her current body is only forty years old, while she is more than half her age older.

“Okay, I’ll definitely remember this in the future and I will never kneel before you,” Deng Kui said helplessly. “Actually, I don’t want to either, but I’m getting old and my knees hurt, so I like to kneel down all the time.”

"Then cultivate diligently and try to make these old bones young again." With that, Song Chunxue handed her a bottle of pills. "These are youth-preserving pills that my apprentice made for me. Try taking one every day."

"A youth-preserving pill?" Deng Kui was so surprised she almost cried, wanting to take it but not daring to. "Do you know how many taels of silver this bottle of pills sells for on the market?"

Song Chunxue wasn't quite sure, "Twenty taels?"

"A beauty pill costs twenty taels, but a youth-preserving pill costs fifty taels."

"..." Song Chunxue was incredulous. So she gave it to the wrong person?

However, she can't eat this right now.

It's not too late to eat it in twenty or thirty years.

It's already been given away, can it be taken back?

We can't let Changyun know, otherwise he'll definitely be heartbroken.

"It's alright, it's something my apprentice practiced himself anyway. He gave it to me, so it's mine. You can use it." Song Chunxue patted the dirt off her clothes. "It's time to go back. I plan to start fasting today. Can you cook for yourself?"

"Of course, otherwise I would have starved to death long ago." Deng Kui followed behind her, feeling his muscles and bones relax considerably. Suppressing his excitement, he thought about going back to continue his cultivation.

The two of them, followed by a horse, walked down the steep mountain path. When they passed by other people's fields and yards, they would always run into acquaintances.

"Aunt Jiang, where have you been? Is this your relative?"

"Yes, this old woman's hair looks all white, but her back is straight and she doesn't hunch over. Your relative is so amazing, with so much hair, she doesn't look like a farmer."

Song Chunxue replied with a smile, "Yes, my relative here also practices cultivation, so she looks young."

“But I’m not as young as you. You don’t look old at all,” said the woman from the Wang family, who was a few years older than Song Chunxue. “My legs and back hurt. Going uphill is okay, but going downhill hurts my knees terribly. It feels like there are toothpicks poking inside my knees. It hurts so much. Sigh, we farmers are getting old.”

Song Chunxue nodded, "That's because there's too much dampness in your knees. It's best to soak your feet in a foot bath with Sichuan pepper and mugwort, and add some ginger."

"Huh? Does it work?"

“It works. It’s best to boil it in a pot. Soaking it isn’t as effective as boiling it. Keep doing it for a week,” Song Chunxue said. “I have some Sichuan peppercorns that someone gave me. If you don’t have any, just come to me and I’ll give you some. Oh, and just give me some of your mugwort.”

"Are you serious? Then I'll take you seriously."

"Yes, I'm not joking with you." Song Chunxue raised her hand so that Deng Kui could use her as a crutch to help her walk down.

“Then I’ll really come. Your horse is so intelligent. It doesn’t eat grain, and it knows to walk on the path. When it comes to grain, it doesn’t even lower its head. It walks slowly, just like a person. It’s very steady, just like my child’s grandfather.”

Song Chunxue turned to meet the stubborn donkey's proud expression, "Yes, this horse is particularly intelligent. I don't usually have to worry about it. It knows how to eat and drink on its own, just like a person."

"I knew it," said Wang's eldest sister, seeing that Song Chunxue was completely unpretentious. "But don't let the other people in our village see that their grain has been eaten by sheep. They'll blame you."

"Did you hear that? From now on, stay away from the grain fields. If you want to run around, go to the woods or deserted wasteland."

"Pfft~" The stubborn donkey raised its head and snorted loudly, as if to say, "Don't bother us!"

"Haha, your horse understands! It's so intelligent! Such a fine horse is a waste not to carry grain, but it's also a waste to use it to carry grain. It's good to have you as a companion, better than a person."

That's true. Having intelligent animals as companions, even though they can't speak, is better than having them speak.

Sometimes, people will have an argument as they get along.

If you follow a donkey or a horse, you won't get into arguments.

However, those who are mischievous and cause trouble will still argue.

Stubborn donkeys are bound to argue; they not only snort but also spit. Yesterday, she saw him arguing with the dog in the yard, not knowing what they were doing.

Although Deng Kui didn't quite understand what they were saying, she could roughly guess what they were saying.

Did you used to farm often?

Back in the courtyard, Deng Kui sat down and rubbed her aching legs, curiously observing Song Chunxue's appearance.

Although Song Chunxue dressed very simply upon returning to the village, wearing plain, durable coarse linen clothes and with her hair casually tied back, she moved nimbly and freely, with a straight back, and did not resemble a peasant woman at all.

Her slender, well-proportioned, and beautiful figure, wrapped in inconspicuous clothes, made it almost impossible to tell that she had given birth.

“I’ve always been a farmer.” Song Chunxue drew water from the cistern and poured it into a wooden bucket. “Use this water for cooking; it’s clean.”

"Okay, I know it's clean."

Just as Song Chunxue was about to say something, she suddenly felt a chill.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, Song Chunxue raised her hand and threw out three chess pieces, intercepting several darts.

Immediately afterwards, she saw a dark figure flash past in the poplar tree on the east side of the yard.

"Don't leave the yard, wait for me to come back!"

After quickly leaving those words behind, Song Chunxue chased after him.

This courtyard was originally protected by a barrier, and ordinary people could not enter.

Wuyou also darted out.

As Song Chunxue ran, she stuck invisibility talismans on her body, but then suddenly remembered that she had learned the art of invisibility and didn't need to stick talismans on her!

The shadow was as nimble as a swallow, and it climbed up the mountain road to the south. Song Chunxue chased it over two hills before catching up with it.

"Stop right there, or I'll stab you through!"

Wuyou blocked his way and hissed, "Stand still, or I'll pierce your spirit core!"