The Liu sisters
Sure enough, she arrived in District 9.
If the living standard in District 8 remains at the level of the 1980s, then the living standard in District 9 is that of a backward mountain village. I heard that the living standard in District 7 is similar to that of modern times. The higher the spiritual energy, the better the living standard.
She was looking forward to what the middle three areas and the upper three areas would be like. Could it be cyber cultivation?
"Master monk, this is our dry food, please accept it."
The girl came out of the kitchen carrying a heavy bag that looked like it was stuffed with a lot of things. She looked a little sad. The bag contained food for her and her sister for a month.
She couldn't refuse the monk's request.
"this……"
Qianluo was a little shocked. She didn't expect a skinny girl like her to carry so many things, so she quickly lent a hand. She looked inside and saw a younger child in the kitchen, about five years old, with a pale face and some flesh on her cheeks, but still thin. She bit her fingers, staring at the bag with eyes that shone with desire.
"Meat!" There is her favorite dried meat in it!
The girl heard her sister's voice and quickly stepped back. She covered her sister's mouth, hugged the thin girl, and bowed her head to admit her mistake: "I'm sorry, Master Monk, Xiaowan is young, she didn't mean it..."
"fine……"
Qianluo was puzzled. This was District 9, so why were they so afraid of cultivators? Although there were fewer cultivators in District 8, aside from the more aggressive rent collectors, the other cultivators rarely appeared in public and wouldn't deliberately harass mortals.
She looked around and found that their house was bare, with a simple table and two small benches, and a bed with patched bedding.
If she were to ask herself, after seeing this situation, she would not be able to take so much food.
So she lowered her head and took half a bag of steamed buns and half a bag of pancakes, leaving the remaining dried meat and steamed buns and pancakes behind. She walked into the house and placed the bag at her feet.
The girl thought she was going to hit someone, so she covered her sister's head in fear and stood in front of her sister, using her thin body to prepare to withstand the monk's wrath.
But she felt so wronged. Why did the monk hit her? She had already given her all the food rations in the family, so why was he still angry and hitting her?
“…”
Qian Luo felt a tightness in her heart, suffocating and extremely uncomfortable. She saw her close her eyes in fear, preparing to endure the monk's wrath, as if she saw the scene of the rent collector beating the lower class people that day, their blood flowing all over the ground.
It's not just that family. There is basically a family in every courtyard who cannot pay the high rent and can only be bullied and exploited by the rent collector.
She sighed almost inaudibly and threw down a hundred spirit beads and unused fire talismans, hoping that these things could help her overcome future difficulties, or at least give her the power to protect herself.
After giving her the things, she disappeared.
After a long time, the girl opened her eyes in a daze. She didn't feel any discomfort, but the bag under her feet was still there, and there were a hundred spirit beads and a cinnabar talisman paper on the table.
"Is this the fire talisman used by the monk?" She was a little excited. With this talisman, she and her sister would no longer be bullied.
"That's great, Xiaowan!"
She suddenly hugged her sister, her expression excited, almost in tears, and buried her head in her sister's chest, listening to her soft voice: "Meat!"
"Okay, okay, I'll give Xiaowan a snack today. Eat some meat!"
The two sisters met a good person!
The girl held her sister in her arms, opened the door, looked at the mountain not far away, and thought to herself: The benefactor must have come from outside. The teleportation array in the mountains often appears, bringing some people from outside the area.
I don’t know if there will be a chance for us to meet again?
She carefully put the things away, sewed ten spirit beads into her sister's and her clothes, and hid the others in bedding, pillows, walls, pots and pans in the kitchen, and various nooks and crannies.
When she finished everything, there was a knock on the door: "Xiaoqing, open the door, it's me, Aunt Zhang!"
Liu Xiaoqing, an ordinary mortal from District 9, possesses five spiritual roots but lacks the ability to draw Qi into her body. Her parents, both of whom went to work in town long ago, have disappeared, leaving her and her younger sister, Liu Xiaowan, to live a difficult life together.
When Liu Xiaoqing heard this, a smile appeared on her pale face: "Aunt Zhang, why are you here?"
As soon as I opened the door, I saw a middle-aged woman wearing lotus-red coarse cloth clothes. She looked too old due to hard work, and there were a few more wrinkles at the corners of her eyes when she smiled, but she looked particularly kind.
Aunt Zhang gave Xiaoqing a reproachful look and said, "Tomorrow is Xiaowan's birthday. Why can't I come?"
"Xiao Wan, come here quickly. Did you see what food Aunt Zhang brought you? Come and have some noodles!"
She was holding a bowl of plain noodles with a golden poached egg nestled inside. It was steaming hot and looked like it had just been made.
"I just thought that tomorrow is Xiaowan's fifth birthday. I have to go to the ancestral temple in town to check my spiritual roots, so I might not have time to come back for dinner. So I wanted to congratulate our Xiaowan in advance."
Liu Xiaoqing choked up: "Aunt Zhang..."
Ever since their parents went to work in town and no longer had any news, Aunt Zhang has been taking good care of the two sisters. Whenever they encounter problems, Aunt Zhang helps.
Liu Xiaoqing held 10 spirit beads in her hand, feeling a little hot. She should give them to Aunt Zhang and then tell her about today's adventure.
When Liu Xiaowan smelled the fragrance, she immediately ran towards Aunt Zhang with her short legs, stomping her feet happily: "Dandan!"
"Eat slowly, eat slowly, child!" Aunt Zhang carried the little girl to a stool and fed her mouthful by mouthful. Seeing the little girl wolfing down the food, her nose felt sore. "It would be great if Xiaowan was found to have a good spiritual root tomorrow. Then she could live like a normal person."
It turns out that Liu Xiaowan was born prematurely, developed slowly, and had a damaged soul. Although she is five years old now, her comprehension and expression abilities are actually very slow. Compared with other lively children, she is now like a one-year-old girl who can only utter a few simple words.
Sometimes, she would even be in a daze the whole day, ignoring whatever was said, with empty and lifeless eyes, which made her sister Liu Xiaoqing feel very distressed.
Liu Xiaoqing touched her sister's head and said, "Aunt Zhang, I don't ask Xiaowan to have a good spiritual root. I just hope she is safe and healthy."
Liu Xiaowan didn't understand and could only eat noodles while breathing heavily: "Hot hot!"
Aunt Zhang didn't dislike Xiao Wan at all. Seeing her was like seeing her own daughter: "Okay, Aunt Zhang will blow you!"
If her daughter had not died young, she would be the same age as Xiaowan now.
Liu Xiaoqing knew that she was thinking about her daughter who had died young, so she comforted her softly, "Aunt Zhang..."
Five years ago, Aunt Zhang's name was Zhang Guihua. The couple had lived a peaceful life. One day, on his way back home, her husband accidentally met a monk, angered him, and was killed by the monk.
Aunt Zhang, who was pregnant at the time, was extremely sad. Her baby was born prematurely and died a few days after birth.
Therefore, Aunt Zhang likes Liu Xiaowan, who is also a premature baby. Sometimes she even treats Liu Xiaowan as her own child, so she takes good care of the Liu sisters.
Aunt Zhang thought of her daughter and couldn't help crying. Now she was the only one left in the world, without her husband and daughter. If it weren't for Xiaowan, she wouldn't be able to survive.
Hot tears fell on Xiao Wan's face. Xiao Wan was confused and thought it was raining. She looked up and saw that Aunt Zhang, who used to like to laugh, was crying. Her short little hands were rummaging around her body, and finally she tore open her inner clothes with force.
"Zhuzhu, shine!"
Perhaps Liu Xiaoqing sewed too quickly and the stitches were not strong enough, so the child tore the inner buckle open, revealing 10 sparkling spirit beads, which fell to the ground with a "dong" sound.
"this……"
Aunt Zhang looked at the spirit beads bouncing on the ground in surprise. Xiao Wan picked up a few and handed them to her. Aunt Zhang looked down at Xiao Wan's small hands. The small spirit beads looked big in her hands, like night pearls.
Liu Xiaoqing quickly opened the window and found that there was no one outside. She squatted on the ground picking up things while explaining to Aunt Zhang what had just happened.
Aunt Zhang actually hated monks very much because of her husband, but she knew that not all monks were bad people, there were good ones too, but her poor husband just didn't meet one of them.
She mused, "Yes, she is such a good person, like a compassionate female Bodhisattva."
Liu Xiaoqing hugged her sister and smiled, "Aunt Zhang, just accept it. It's our filial piety to you over the years. Thank you for your kindness to us. We will remember it in our hearts."
Liu Xiaowan stubbornly raised her little hand, blinking her big eyes: "Take it, take it!"
Aunt Zhang covered her mouth and cried with emotion. She wiped her tears and said, "Okay, okay, Aunt Zhang, accept it. If you have difficulties in the future, I will still return it to you."
In District 8, everyone can earn spirit beads through labor, but in District 9, only a few people own spirit beads, and they usually trade with gold and silver, so Liu Xiaoqing dare not accept the spirit beads.
In Liujia Village, only the village chief has the hundred spirit beads.
"Aunt Zhang, tomorrow is the day for collective spiritual root testing. Will you come with us to the ancestral hall in town?"
The ancestral hall is a place for testing spiritual roots. It will be guarded by monks and entry is strict. Only children under 5 years old can enter, and other parents can only wait outside.
Aunt Zhang shook her head. "We have to be home without someone. There are so many thieves these days! I'll be waiting for your good news at home. Keep an eye on your things."
Liu Xiaoqing responded, hugged Xiaowan, and talked and laughed with Aunt Zhang. The days were peaceful and quiet.
Liujia Village was brightly lit, the aroma of food wafted far away, and everyone had a smile on their face, because tomorrow was a good day and everyone was looking forward to it.
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The Sunfire Beast on the mountain was about to fall asleep when it saw its evil master slowly approaching. It was furious and flew into a rage: "Didn't you just go out to beg for alms? Why did you just come back now?"
"Begging for alms?" Do you think she is a monk?
Qianluo had already put the food into her storage bag and was holding the restless Sunflame Beast. "I went to check the situation. It's not advisable to stay here for long. We'll look for a smuggling port in the next few days. We can go from District 9 back to District 8, and then from District 8 back to District 7."
He was about to explode: "What! Such a long way around!"
Qian Luo was helpless: "There's nothing I can do. This area has barriers and many rules."
However, she didn't expect that three days later, Qianluo didn't find the smuggling port, but a young girl came forward. When she saw her, she immediately knelt down and kowtowed to her frantically to beg.
"Please, benefactor, save my sister!"
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