Chapter 1283 Going to see Fourth Sister
After instructing Xiaodou for half an hour, the two brothers were extremely grateful and thankful.
Song Chunxue taught him to meditate and see if he had the talent.
It is best for young people to cultivate themselves, but children of this age are playful and find it difficult to calm down.
Therefore, Song Chunxue didn't teach him much, leaving it to him to figure it out on his own.
Just after seeing the two children off, Song Chunxue suddenly felt someone watching her.
She glanced sharply to the east. "Who's there?"
"It's me."
A person emerged from a willow tree not far away.
Is it a willow tree spirit?
Why are you here?
Seeing that he meant no harm, Song Chunxue stood at the door and said, "Want to come in and have a cup of tea?"
"Then I'll have to trouble you." The willow tree spirit straightened his coarse linen clothes, feeling embarrassed.
After entering, he casually took out two baskets of fruit from his Qiankun bag.
"These are all picked from other trees. I'm just offering them as a token of my appreciation. I hope you won't find them offensive."
Looking at the large basket woven from willow vines, so real and down-to-earth, just like the farmers of this land, Song Chunxue felt a warmth in her heart.
"It's so good that you came, and you brought so many things. You're too kind. I really like them, thank you so much." Song Chunxue raised her hand. "Come in and sit down. Would you like some tea? Black tea or green tea?"
"Green tea, black tea is too hot."
Hearing this, Song Chunxue was surprised and curious.
"Aren't you a tree spirit? You're wood-based, and tea is also wood-based. Just like humans, you have different preferences for hot and cold?"
The tree spirit smiled shyly, "I have already taken human form. Besides, trees are also products of heaven and earth, and are one of the five elements. The principle of mutual generation and restraint of the five elements applies to us as well."
"I don't like black tea because it requires fermentation, while green tea is simple. I like simplicity, and those tea leaves are less of a hassle."
"..." Song Chunxue didn't quite understand, but wisely refrained from asking further questions. "Okay, do you want some candy?"
The willow tree spirit was very pleased with her nine-square tea tray.
He also noticed honey in a dark brown earthenware jar next to him and rubbed his hands together, asking, "Can I have some honey?"
Song Chunxue thought to herself, "He's a tree spirit, getting honey should be easy for him."
But then I thought, maybe this tree spirit is just honest and won't try to steal it.
"Of course you can, just scoop it out yourself with a spoon." Song Chunxue lit the firewood and washed a large teacup for him.
"Thank you, thank you, Master Song, you should have some too." The willow tree demon was much more humble and enthusiastic than last time. "I heard that you and your companions got rid of that evil cultivator? I came here today specifically to thank you."
As he spoke, he carefully took out a few round and beautiful walnuts from his pocket.
"This can be played with; it's very oily. You can play with it if you like."
"Thank you." Song Chunxue brought over some buckwheat buns she had made herself. "Try my buns."
The willow tree spirit broke off a small piece, ate it very elegantly, and drank a lot of tea.
"How did you know we eliminated that evil cultivator?"
The willow tree spirit felt much more at ease and said while adding firewood, "I know some bird people who said they saw you luring a few evil cultivators to an empty mass grave, and then you even captured their leader and watched them kill each other."
Um?
A mass grave?
They don't sound like good people.
“I went to check and found that one of the people’s auras was very similar to the one who asked me to put talismans on you before. You were able to subdue him even though his cultivation level was so high. It seems that your cultivation level is not low. It’s just that I can’t see through your cultivation level under normal circumstances.”
As he spoke, the willow tree spirit handed over a wooden plaque.
"This is my wooden plaque. If you need anything in the future, you can infuse it with spiritual power and communicate with me telepathically. I will hear you." He was a little embarrassed as he said this, scratching the back of his head. "I hope we can look after each other in the future. My cultivation level is not high, and having more friends means having more options."
Song Chunxue accepted it without hesitation, saying, "Okay."
He smiled happily, stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Thank you, Master Song."
Song Chunxue also stood up to return the greeting, "I should be thanking you. You are a senior with hundreds of years of experience, yet you are still so humble. It is I who have been disrespectful to you."
"You're too kind. I'm just a bit older, but trees naturally live longer than mortals. If we're talking about mortals, I'm still a teenager. Master Song, there's no need to be so modest." The willow tree spirit introduced itself, "Actually, I have a name. A senior gave it to me when I was just starting out in my cultivation years. My name is Liu Jiang."
"Alright, then I'll call you Brother Liu from now on." After thinking it over, calling him Little Liu was indeed inappropriate.
"Okay, Brother Liu is fine too."
Song Chunxue laughed. His age was a factor. Although he was the grandmaster in his youth, calling him "Brother Liu" would probably get him scolded by his master.
After drinking tea, he was about to leave, and Song Chunxue gave him a jar of honey.
"Thank you, Master Song. I'll head back now. You can continue with your work."
"Okay, take care." Song Chunxue watched the person's figure disappear into the wind, thinking that it was good, she had made another friend.
After feeding the dog and the hen, Song Chunxue led the stubborn donkey to her fourth sister's house to visit Alai.
On the night the evil cultivator was subdued, Alai was sent back by her.
I'm afraid something might have happened these past few days, so I haven't gone to see if he's feeling better yet.
She had originally planned to make some food for her fourth sister and second brother, such as fried dough sticks and steamed buns, but she was in a hurry to go out, so she went to the street to buy them.
But it wasn't at the village market; today wasn't market day.
She went to the streets of Zhuanglang County and bought some fried dough sticks, two pork hocks, a few pounds of lean meat, and a few feet of floral cloth for her third and fourth sisters. Then she led her stubborn donkey and slowly walked there.
Fortunately, after practicing cultivation, I walked much slower, and it took me a little over half an hour to reach my fourth sister's house.
Alai lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) to rest, but he wasn't idle. He was holding an awl and a shoe sole in his hand, sewing shoe soles for himself.
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