Chapter 942 Don't Climb Trees
"Wait a minute, let me find you one. I brought several guokui (a type of flatbread), but these are too dry, and nobody likes them. When they run out of choices, they'll have to eat this." With that, Song Chunxue took out a fan-shaped guokui from her storage ring. "Is one enough?"
“I also have a companion who wants to try it.”
Song Chunxue vaguely saw the woman not far away lick her lips, looking eager to eat.
She took out two more pieces, saying, "Then you two should try them."
They must have come from the south, since the place where they eat guokui must be a place where people eat noodles.
If we could get the three tips she mentioned, what would a potsticker be?
She can give her a whole basketful when she turns back.
Soon, the girl took the guokui from Song Chunxue's hand, turned around, and disappeared.
Before long, she flew back. Her light and graceful figure made Song Chunxue almost think that a piece of silk had floated back.
It's kind of creepy, especially late at night.
The girl sat on a tree branch, happily munching on a flatbread, and even took out a porcelain bottle to pour water into her mouth.
No, that can't be just water; I can faintly smell a refreshing floral fragrance.
It should be flower dew, after all, they are birds that cultivate themselves, unlike ordinary birds.
Floral dew is much better than ordinary water; it contains floral essences that can cleanse the marrow and strengthen the tendons.
The prerequisite is that you need to be lucky.
She shook the crumbs that had fallen on her clothes together, raised her hand and put them in her mouth, eating with great satisfaction.
"Thank you for the flatbread. I'll teach you three secret techniques that will make you fly more steadily and allow you to sneak up behind them unnoticed and ambush the enemy."
After finishing his meal, Lan Jin didn't waste any words and simply beckoned, "Come here and learn from me."
...
The next day, Song Chunxue was awakened by the dazzling sunlight.
She stretched and sat up in the hammock she had made herself.
Just as she peeked at the sun through the treetops, she looked up and saw someone standing on a branch opposite her, arms crossed, their back gently leaning against the branch, as light and airy as a cloud.
Song Chunxue immediately regained her senses.
"Senior Lan... Lan Jin?" Song Chunxue was extremely surprised. "When did you arrive?"
"I was here all night, will I still be studying today?"
Song Chunxue spoke slowly, "Huh?"
"Come on, I'll wait for you at the same place as last night." As soon as she finished speaking, Lan Jin disappeared like a gust of wind.
On our first meeting, he taught her with such dedication, all for the sake of the guokui (a type of flatbread) she brought.
Song Chunxue quickly tidied up the quilt, got up and followed.
Some things can only be taught by experts. A layman might struggle to grasp them even after hundreds of years, but for someone else, they might be innate.
After being taught a few moves last night, Song Chunxue felt her body was not so heavy. When she lightly touched the leaves, she felt like she could fly into the clouds.
She didn't want to miss out on such a good opportunity.
And so, in a daze, she practiced with a fairy girl for another hour.
Voices came from not far away. Changfeng and Changyun were calling her, probably inviting her to come for tea and breakfast.
"Master Han should be back by now. Would you like to join us for tea, senior?" Song Chunxue wiped the sweat from her forehead. "Besides the guokui (a type of flatbread), there are other delicious foods as well."
"No need, Master Han hasn't returned yet." Lan Jin turned to look at her. "I'm leaving."
"Wait!" Song Chunxue handed over two large guokui (a type of flatbread), beaming with a smile. "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I have benefited greatly from it."
Lan Jin smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed the guokui, "Thank you."
The next moment, she spread her arms and disappeared into the woods.
Song Chunxue belatedly realized and laughed, "Her feathers are really beautiful."
Back outside the cabin, Song Chunxue washed her face, dried her hands, and went inside.
"There's some plain porridge in the pot, Master, would you like some?" Changfeng walked over with a bowl. "Master went out for your morning exercise?"
"Okay." Song Chunxue patted his shoulder with a smile. "You guys have the porridge, I'll have the tea."
The two senior brothers sat cross-legged around the stove, drinking tea and eating, just like farmers having their morning tea.
"Who did you go to see? You seem so happy," Lord Zhao moved closer to her. "What's that smell? Did you go pick flowers?"
Song Chunxue looked at Master Zhang and said, "Take a guess."
"I saw you practicing flying with Zhuque in the forest. How did you two get together?"
Master Zhang picked up the last bite of the buckwheat bun and put it in his mouth, eating with great relish.
"Flirt?" Song Chunxue chuckled. "Senior brother, you're quite good at choosing words."
She told them about what happened last night and this morning.
"No wonder I didn't sense any malice. You all seemed to be getting along well, so I didn't bother you. So you're an old friend of Master Han. Why didn't you invite him to sit here?" Lord Zhao frowned. "Why hasn't Han Qingfeng returned yet? Could he be trapped here?"
Master Zhang looked at Song Chunxue, and Song Chunxue met his gaze, guessing what he was thinking.
She lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, suppressing her smile.
"She should be back soon. Senior Lan Jin said she would come after he returned. She came with a companion, probably because she's not familiar with you and doesn't want to show herself." Thinking of Lan Jin's radiant clothes, she couldn't help but sigh, "So demons are simpler than humans, without so many twists and turns."
Otherwise, why would Lan Jin be so generous to her over two guokui (a type of flatbread)?
“Otherwise, why would people say that human hearts are unpredictable? Humph,” Lord Zhao said with dissatisfaction, “Han Qingfeng was making sarcastic remarks about the people of the capital yesterday. He clearly thinks we have more tricks up our sleeves and is criticizing us for being scheming.”
Song Chunxue pursed her lips. "He wasn't talking about you."
Lord Zhao remained silent, burying his head in his tea.
Song Chunxue noticed that he was wearing a casual outfit today that was a combination of moon white and hibiscus purple, which looked quite different from his usual style.
"What are you trying to say now?" Lord Zhao looked down at his clothes with annoyance. "I'm just changing my clothes, don't overthink it. Who's like you, dressing like a respectable person one minute and like a chicken farmer the next?"
"Um?"
"Knowing that the elders are dressed well, why don't you change out of that blue cloth shirt?" Lord Zhao said with disdain. "It's not like we can't afford nice clothes these days. Go change into something better and stop climbing trees, okay?"
"..." Song Chunxue wrinkled her nose and looked at the Taoist priest. "Where did I offend my senior brother? He called me a chicken farmer, but I won't change my mind."
She snorted and walked out, saying, "I love climbing trees, and I'm going to take your apprentice up the tree to steal bird nests."
"you……"
"Don't worry, we won't touch the bird eggs. We'll just go check on the baby birds." With that, Song Chunxue poured the tea from their cups into her own, gulped it down, and then casually put down a plate of sesame seeds. "Eat slowly, let's go climb the tree."
Haha, the eldest brother is clearly anxious and unhappy, yet he still finds fault with her.
However, she certainly can't make wild guesses anymore; her senior brother has sharp eyes and disapproves of her twisted ideas.
Although she knew that they were just very compatible, just like when she and Fangyue got along, she couldn't help but think the wrong thing. Was it her fault?
She had barely stepped out of the house when she bumped into Master Han.
"You've advanced?" Her gaze fell on her. "We have distinguished guests arriving today. Would you like to change your clothes?"
"..."
P.S.: I came up from the countryside today. I stayed up all night reading novels last night. My writing partner didn't write either, so there's only one chapter. Please forgive me. *—*
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