Chapter 411 The Precious Ginseng Fruit VS. The Easily Fooled Cultivator 14
"Go play by yourself." Meng Qizhou moved aside and continued doing his own thing.
Little Guozi stood there for a while, but no one paid any attention to her.
She rarely takes the initiative like this, and now she's been rejected twice by Meng Qizhou. How can she save face?
Little Guozi shrugged her shoulders a few times, blinked her eyes, pouted, and looked extremely aggrieved.
"Waaah..."
Sobbing sounds of protest could be heard.
Hearing the sound, Meng Qizhou turned his head and glanced at her.
Taking advantage of the moment he looked over, she casually lay down on the ground, resorting to her old trick of throwing a tantrum.
Their attitude was extremely arrogant.
Meng Qizhou wasn't going to tolerate her this time. Seeing that she was starting to act spoiled again, he stretched out his foot and gently kicked her with the toe, saying casually, "If you want to sleep, go to bed and don't block the way here."
The meaning of these words is quite clear; it's practically a direct statement of "I despise you" or "I don't want to deal with you right now."
"Hmph—" Hearing him say that, Little Fruit hummed even louder, as if she wanted to make a huge fuss.
"Waaaaah... Waaaaah..." The anger in my heart grew stronger and stronger.
If it were visible, the fire would probably be raging high in the sky, perhaps even reaching the roof.
Meng Qizhou couldn't help but steal a few glances.
All talk and no action.
She was crying so loudly, but there were hardly any tears. She was just lying.
“If you keep making noise, I’ll beat you up,” he said.
When the little fruit realized that this trick wasn't working, it pretended to wipe its eyes and got up to cause trouble again.
Her messed up his clothes, which he had just tidied, with pieces torn here and scattered there, quickly turning them into a complete mess.
She then provocatively stuck out her tongue with a "lil ll ll".
Meng Qizhou was naturally angered by her and was about to grab her and give her a good beating when he noticed the wound on her hand.
The wound wasn't big, but it was very swollen and red.
"What happened to your hand?" he asked, frowning.
Little Fruit was throwing a tantrum and didn't want to listen to him at all, hiding its paws behind its back so he wouldn't see them.
"Let me see." Meng Qizhou grabbed her hand directly, ignoring her refusal.
A small red bump with scabs appeared on her chubby, white paw, suggesting she had been stabbed quite deeply by something.
"How did you do that?" he asked.
Seeing her guilty look, Meng Qizhou understood that she must have accidentally hurt herself while playing outside.
Little Fruit retorted defiantly, "You're the one who hurt me! You hit me!"
"And you're blaming me for this. All you do is go out and have fun, you have no sense of propriety at all." His tone became a bit harsher.
Looking at the injury on her hand, and now that he had scolded her, Xiao Guozi suddenly felt wronged and tears started falling. "You hit me...it hurts so much...and you even yelled at me..."
Tears fell in a steady stream, some clinging to her face and slowly sliding down.
Meng Qizhou sensed something was wrong, sighed, and softened his expression, saying, "When did I hit you?"
He wiped away Xiaoguozi's tears and led her to sit down. "I'll put some medicine on you."
The little fruit looked down at its hands.
Previously, these injuries would have healed quickly. However, she did not expect that now that she was outside Nirvana Mountain, due to the thin spiritual energy in the surrounding area, the wounds healed very slowly and were extremely difficult to cure.
If she had known it would be like this, she wouldn't have been a good person back then.
Meng Qizhou was also pondering things.
This ginseng fruit is used to being wild, and it's very lively and playful. If you don't keep an eye on it for a while, it will run off and play everywhere.
Every time they come back, they're either covered in dirt or have some kind of injury.
This can't go on forever.
He pondered for a moment and said, "From today onwards, you will always be in human form. When you have free time, practice swordsmanship and cultivate like the other disciples. I will arrange for a few people to accompany you."
Little Guozi was happily rolling around on the soft couch after the medicine was applied. After rolling around twice, she stopped, lay there, and looked up at him.
Meng Qizhou reached out and pinched her chubby cheeks. "Did you hear me?"
"Why do we have to go?" Little Fruit asked.
She didn't want to turn into human form; her original form was the most comfortable and safest.
More importantly, the shape of the ginseng fruit makes it easier for her to travel around, and Meng Qizhou can't catch her.
Meng Qizhou knew she wouldn't agree easily, so he said, "Those little spirits in the sect who can't take human form all have to do the work. They do all the dirty and tiring jobs that the servants can't do. If you don't take human form, you'll be the same kind of person as them, and you'll be captured and used as a laborer. Every day you'll be fertilizing the vegetable garden, feeding the pigs in the pigsty, chopping wood, and cleaning the latrines..."
"I'm not going!" Little Fruit immediately jumped up.
“But I’m different from them.” She swayed over and bumped her head against his arm a few times before collapsing limply against him. “I’m not going.”
Seeing her deliberately acting childish, Meng Qizhou hugged her and comforted her, saying, "Then just listen to me. It won't tire you out, and it'll be fun. I'll have someone bring you your disciple's robes and a wooden sword later."
Little Guozi hesitated for a moment, then said, "It doesn't look good, I won't wear it."
“Wear this during your daily practice time, and wear your prettier clothes at other times.” Meng Qizhou pointed to the things she had messed up beside him, continuing to tempt him, “I saw a dress with lots of mermaid pearls pinned to it, which glows with iridescent light at night, just like in the storybooks. Didn’t you always want something like this…”
Little Fruit thought about it and, since she also longed for these beautiful clothes, nodded in agreement.
"I want to try it now." Before he could speak, she quickly ran behind the screen in the inner room.
She used her spiritual power to take the clothes that were placed not far away, followed by the rustling sound of her putting on clothes.
Meng Qizhou continued to sit on the soft couch by the window and wait.
Not long after, the person came out.
Although he had seen her in human form before, he had never had a chance to look at her closely.
Now I can really see it clearly.
Her eyes were clear and bright, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her thin lips were naturally red, and her face was exquisite and beautiful.
Her eyes sparkled with a lively charm.
She wore a long, scarlet tulle dress, her figure graceful and her clothes fluttering.
Her black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, and although it was unadorned, it was just right, making her look like a pure and ethereal fairy from the mountains.
"Is it pretty?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Zhi walked over and sat down next to him, raising an eyebrow as she asked.
Meng Qizhou turned her head away, lowered her eyes to hide the amazement in them, and said gently, "It's very good."
"I think it looks good too." She touched the sleeve of the dress and continued to admire it.
Those feet were swinging back and forth, kicking uncontrollably, deliberately making a little noise.
After a while, she went straight for his clothes and started tearing at them.
Meng Qizhou then looked at her again and asked, "What's wrong?"
She glared at him with displeasure and ordered him without any politeness, "Put on my shoes... Didn't you see I was barefoot when I came here?"
Her voice sounded rather spoiled, and she seemed to be complaining that he had no sense of propriety and didn't know to offer to help her, so she had to ask him to.
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