The next day at the hour of Mao, Yu Jinshu woke up naturally.
When I came out of the house, I saw that Mo Chuan's door was open and he was not in the house.
She went in to help Mo Chuan tidy up the bedding, and saw that the bedding was no longer warm. It seemed that Mo Chuan had woken up very early.
After washing up, she went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
Mo Chuan came during dinner. He held a few bunches of wild flowers in his hand and inserted the branches into several ceramic vases that Yu Jinshu bought yesterday.
Yu Jinshu never expected that his master, who was usually serious and indifferent, was so gentle towards flowers and plants.
"Master, it's time for breakfast."
Mo Chuan was cutting off the extra branches. He didn't respond, but just put down the scissors, turned around, sat cross-legged at the dining table, and started eating breakfast with wooden chopsticks.
Yu Jinshu walked to the table and helped him trim a few branches.
Mo Chuan turned his head and looked over, and found that after she cut them a few times, the wild flowers looked better.
Yu Jinshu picked up the broken branches scattered on the table and walked out of the house.
Mo Chuan looked at her back silently, as if thinking about something.
After breakfast, Mo Chuan went to the garden and saw the Phoenix Chrysanthemum that was basking in the sun. It had grown an extra leaf and its branches had become thicker.
It's amazing!
In this way, I'm afraid flowers will bloom soon.
I wonder what Yu Jinshu will think when the flower blooms and she sees that it is exactly the same as the one between her eyebrows and in her palm?
Yu Jinshu went to feed the chickens, ducks and geese.
The little animals seemed to have grown a little bigger in just one night.
She went to water the seeds again and found that they had sprouted.
It looks like we'll have food to eat in a few days.
When she came back carrying the hoe, she saw Mo Chuan tending to his flowers and plants again.
It seems that before Mo Chuan went into seclusion, she didn't have to take care of the flowers and plants in the garden.
"Master, can I go back to Xiaoyao Peak?"
"Go!" Mo Chuan didn't raise his head, his voice was as clear as ice.
"Thank you, Master!" Yu Jinshu happily summoned the dragon and went to Xiaoyao Peak.
At Xiaoyao Peak, old man Wuyang is catching chickens.
The chicken, nourished by spiritual energy, suddenly ran into the woods as if it had become a spirit. Old man Wuyang was about to go into the woods to catch it, but he saw a dragon swimming over.
"My good disciple is back."
Old man Wuyang stopped catching chickens. He didn't dare to catch chickens anymore. He jumped up and down to greet his good disciple.
Yu Jinshu had just sat on the back of the dragon and had already seen old man Wuyang catching chickens.
It seems that she can no longer keep the chickens she raised.
"Master." Yu Jinshu handed the pancake she had baked in the morning to old man Wuyang.
Old man Wuyang took the pancake and stuffed it into his mouth.
Yu Jinshu said hurriedly, "Don't worry, Master, I'll heat it up for you."
The old man Wuyang waved his hand: "No, no, I'm used to eating cold food."
There was nothing big going on when Yu Jinshu came to Xiaoyao Peak. She just wanted to renovate the dilapidated house here and go see the vegetables she grew and the chickens, ducks and geese she raised.
The vegetables are fine, but one chicken is missing. It must have been eaten by the master yesterday.
She repaired the windows of several dilapidated houses today.
At noon we went to Zixia Peak.
For several days in a row, Yu Jinshu flew back and forth between Zixia Peak, Xiaoyao Peak, and the market.
There has been no business at the main peak these days, so I haven't been there yet.
The Immortal Peak of Elder Wuchang.
Zhou Zheng just came back from the market.
Wu Chang looked at Zhou Zheng, who looked dejected, and scolded him, "I told you to go find Yu Jinshu, why haven't you done that yet?"
Zhou Zheng said with a bitter face: "Master, I have been keeping an eye on Jinshu these past few days, looking for an opportunity, but I can never find one."
The only chance was at the market, but every time he went to the market, many male disciples would surround Yu Jinshu.
Wu Chang scolded, "Useless thing. Even if there is no opportunity, you must find one. If you can't make Yu Jinshu submit to you, your master will punish you by fasting for seven days."
Zhou Zheng cursed Wu Chang in his heart, but he was also afraid of him. Helplessly, he could only bite the bullet and nod in agreement: "Yes, Master, I will definitely make Yu Jinshu submit to me."
For the next few days, Zhou Zheng waited at the market.
Finally, on this day, Yu Jinshu arrived at the market on a dragon.
Seeing all the male disciples rushing forward, he suddenly rushed out and rushed in front of Yu Jinshu, "Jinshu, I have something to tell you, come here."
He tried to pull Yu Jinshu's hand, but was pushed away by Yu Jinshu.
"If you have anything to say, just say it here."
Zhou Zheng looked at the tightly packed crowd of male disciples. His mind raced, and he looked at Yu Jinshu and said, "Jinshu, you are my sworn wife. We must live together as husband and wife."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the male disciples burst into laughter.
"He must be crazy! He actually said that Junior Sister Jinshu is his wife."
"He must be crazy, otherwise how could he say such a thing."
"Let's chase this lunatic away to avoid scaring Junior Sister Jinshu."
"Fight, come and fight."
Soon, dense fists with immortal power came towards Zhou Zheng, knocking him down with his head in his hands.
Yu Jinshu was happy to see this scumbag being beaten. She smiled coldly and left.
Zhou Zheng was beaten badly. Several senior sisters were worried that someone would be killed, so they quickly pulled the male disciples who were beating him away, and Zhou Zheng was saved.
On the way back to the Immortal Peak, Wuchang walked up to Zhou Zheng and saw his bruised face. He was so angry that he kicked him to the ground and he spat out two mouthfuls of blood.
"Useless thing." Wuchang flew back to the Immortal Peak on his sword angrily with his hands behind his back.
Zhou Zheng covered his chest and stared at Wuchang, feeling fear and anger in his heart.
He secretly vowed in his heart that he must break free from the control of impermanence.
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