Chapter 1276 Someone Knocks on the Door Again

"We split it up, we divided it equally, and we even left some for Senior Brother and Uncle Han..."

"No need to leave any for them, I still have some here," Song Chunxue said. "I'll use the rest myself."

Zhang Chengxuan glanced at her, "It's good that you've found a way to cultivate faster."

Song Chunxue remained silent, but grabbed a bagful and gave it to him.

"This is for you, I'll keep the rest for myself."

Zhang Chengxuan did not stand on ceremony.

"Where's Wuyou? I don't see Stubborn Donkey."

Speaking of the stubborn donkey, Song Chunxue laughed and said, "I built a shed for him right next to the bamboo forest, and I even laid out a quilt for him so he wouldn't be cold at night."

After lighting a fire and drinking tea, Song Chunxue took out a basket of pears from her storage ring.

“Someone came to my place yesterday asking for a good luck charm. They brought me some pears; take them home and eat them,” Song Chunxue said, then took out a basket of washed lilies. “Take them home and stir-fry them.”

Zhang Chengxuan said helplessly, "Every time someone comes, you feel bad if you don't bring them something, right? Keep it for yourself. We can buy it down the mountain if we want to eat it. You have to go a long way. I won't bring it."

As he spoke, he took out a silver hairpin and placed it on the table.

"This is what Xie Zheng left for you before he left. He didn't say anything. I guess he thought of you for a moment, but..." Zhang Chengxuan shook his head helplessly, "Or maybe he still sees you as a responsibility. Anyway, keep it, just in case he remembers you in the future."

So what if I remember?

Song Chunxue glanced at the hairpin, picked up her teacup, and took a sip.

"Oh, by the way, I also brought you a roasted lamb leg."

"Thank you, but please give it to Deng Kui. I'm currently fasting."

Zhang Chengxuan was astonished, "You're willing to fast? You won't eat the lamb leg?"

"Who do you think you are? I'm not a good-for-nothing; I can resist temptation."

Zhang Chengxuan took the lamb leg back, saying, "I'll eat it myself."

Song Chunxue couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You're so stingy, you even gave some to that senior."

"I brought you mooncakes, it's almost Mid-Autumn Festival," Zhang Chengxuan said. "I'll leave after tea, I need to go south to take a look. Tudan'er and Wuji have been running around a lot lately, I'm really fed up with them, if only I had known..."

Song Chunxue waited for him to continue, but he suddenly stopped talking and angrily drank his tea.

"What's wrong? Are they being all lovey-dovey and bothering you?"

Zhang Chengxuan didn't want to say more. "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk about it. You should focus on your cultivation. Remember to send me a telepathic message if you need anything."

I guess those two little bandits did something to displease my senior brother.

He disappeared into the mountains after saying only a few words.

After I cooked two meals for Deng Kui, she finally looked healthier and her spirits improved a lot.

In the following days, Song Chunxue would secretly add a little bit of top-grade spirit stone to her food.

In the blink of an eye, Song Chunxue had fasted for eighteen days.

She was so hungry that she wanted to eat potato dumplings, and she was so craving that she couldn't concentrate on anything else, so she ended her fast.

With the one-month deadline fast approaching, Deng Kui grew anxious.

“Don’t rush. I will guide you in your cultivation over the next few days,” Song Chunxue said, revealing her well-considered decision. “If you wish to continue cultivating with me, come back to me in six months, which is the spring equinox next year.”

"Really?" Deng Kui was overjoyed and immediately bowed to her to express his gratitude. "Then I will definitely come. I hope Master Song will not find it offensive."

"Why would I lie to you?" Song Chunxue led her to sit down in her room. "I'll take you a few more times, you can try it."

Deng Kui was very serious and meditated with Song Chunxue for two hours.

Two hours later, it tilted its head and started snoring.

Song Chunxue had no choice but to accept that he had already made great progress in just two hours and couldn't be impatient.

With his personal guidance day after day, by the time a month had passed, Deng Kui was able to meditate for two and a half hours, and all the pain in his body had disappeared.

"Thank you very much, Master Song, for taking me in and guiding me for the past month. I have learned a great deal. Thank you!"

In the morning, Deng Kui packed his things and went to Song Chunxue's door to say goodbye.

"You're too kind. It's because you're quick to understand and persistent." Song Chunxue looked at her sword. "Where are you going now?"

“Go to Rouge Mountain. One of my senior brothers is cultivating there.” Deng Kui said with a smile. “I know you like to eat meat but don’t like killing chickens. I secretly bought a chicken yesterday. It should be cooked by now. Don’t forget to eat it.”

Song Chunxue was touched. "Let's eat before we leave. I can't finish it all by myself."

“I’ve already eaten and drunk the chicken soup.” Deng Kui reached out and hugged her. “I’ll take my leave now. I’ll come back to see you again next spring equinox.”

“Okay, I’ll wait for you.” Song Chunxue and the stubborn donkey took her to the foot of the mountain.

Although she wasn't used to it at first, Song Chunxue was finally able to cultivate freely on her own.

Sleep whenever you want, sleep wherever you want.

At night, when she was feeling restless, she would take out her thickest wool blanket, cover her forehead with her clothes, and lie on the old, dried haystack that had been there for several years to watch the stars and admire the moon.

No wonder Ah Lai said he never feels lonely when he's alone, because he's fine when he's alone.

Song Chunxue has always preferred to be alone.

Every few years, she wants to be alone. Apart from seclusion, she wants to be free and carefree, enjoying three meals a day and all four seasons without any worries.

Unfortunately, some people just wouldn't let her have her way.

On the fifteenth of August, someone knocked on her door.

I haven't responded for a long time, but people outside are still knocking.

Song Chunxue asked Wuyou to go and see who it was.

Wuyou quickly returned. "The person who is about to die is also a cultivator. He must have come because of your reputation. Are you going to just stand by and watch him die?"

"Moreover, I saw the two children who begged for food earlier come here, carrying things on their shoulders. I guess they've come to thank you." Wuyou shook the sword tassel with an air of importance. "The magpie has come today, which means we're destined to have guests."

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

There was another knock on the door.

Song Chunxue flung open the courtyard gate, about to unleash a tirade, when she saw a familiar face.

"aunt."

"Ah Lai?"