Warmth at home
"Xiao Luo, where's Ruixue?"
Wang Wenxiu's eyes were red as she asked cautiously, fearing that Qian Ruixue had suffered because of them. Wang Wutong also looked nervous. Ruixue had grown up under his care. Although she looked cold, she had a kind heart and was a good child.
"Aunt Wenxiu, don't worry." Qian Luo just said that Zhang Yong was bitten to death by a bat, and she and Qian Ruixue were temporarily separated because of the teleportation array.
"Oh, so you went to District 9!" Wang Wenxiu was surprised. "But Xiaoxing said it was very dangerous there. You, a girl, didn't get bullied, did you?"
Wang Wenxiu looked nervous. Her distant nephew Wang Nanxing was teleported to Area 9 because he entered the teleportation array. It was said that when he came back, he had to rest in bed for a long time before he could get out of bed.
Then she frowned again. Wasn't the barrier of District 8 closed? How could Qianluo have gotten in? And she had fallen into District 9 again. Could it be that she had been teleported from District 9 to District 7?
Qian Luo smiled but said nothing. She thought that what happened in District 9 and District 8 could not be told to the three members of the Wang family as it would bring them some disasters. The less they knew, the better.
After everything was over, Wang Wenzhu and her family of three told them what had happened.
Wang Wutong hesitated: "Then Ruixue..."
Qianluo sighed and spread her hands: "To be honest, I don't know where he went, but I think he should be fine!"
Qian Luo found that she didn't care about her brother's whereabouts at all. She didn't even simulate looking for him once. She just had a feeling that he should be doing something important and be able to protect herself.
This guy is so mysterious, and no one knows where he is doing something big.
Wang Wenxiu got anxious when she heard this: "You little girl! Your brother doesn't even care about you anymore!"
Wang Wutong held her down: "Wenxiu, your temper is getting worse and worse! Didn't Xiaoluo say that Ruixue entered the teleportation array? Who knows which district he was teleported to? The district barriers here are not connected to each other. Even we don't know where he is now!"
"Yeah, I was anxious. I don't know. Recently... I've been a little busy with work and a little uneasy." Wang Wenxiu covered her head, took the spiritual spring water handed to her by Wang Siyu, drank a sip, and her complexion gradually improved. She felt much better.
Wang Wenxiu was embarrassed to explain, "I work in a textile factory. We women are working overtime to make new clothes for the Lingquan Festival. I think I've had a headache because of the cold wind."
Qianluo: "It's okay, Aunt Wenxiu, if you feel uncomfortable, you can go and rest first..."
She handed Wang Wenxiu a bottle of Qi-nourishing Pills and said worriedly, "There are more pills here. You'll feel better if you take them and sleep better."
Wang Wenxiu was speechless. She looked at the elixir in front of her, then looked at Wang Wutong in surprise. "Is this a second-grade elixir? Treasure Pavilion sells a bottle for 10 spirit stones!"
How did Xiao Luo get these pills? Did she buy them specially? That wouldn't do! Xiao Luo suffered so much in District 9 and finally left District 9. How could they, as elders, have the nerve to take her things?
Besides, they already owe too much!
"No, no, this is too expensive!"
Although they are not under much pressure in life now and the two of them have enough expenses together, second-grade elixirs are in short supply and even the Treasure Pavilion is short of them. Once the second-grade elixirs are put on the shelves, they are sold out in less than three days.
Apart from giving pills to their daughter Wang Siyu, they rarely take them themselves, let alone second-grade pills.
"This is not a serious illness. There is no need to take medicine. Just rest and you will be fine." Wang Wenxiu declined and handed the medicine bottle to Qianluo.
"You'll need pills in many places when you're away from home!" Wang Wenxiu smiled gently, "I really don't need them..."
Before she finished speaking, Qian Luo waved her hand, and a pile of colorful medicine bottles appeared on the table. The bottles and jars filled the table, and a few almost fell down. Fortunately, Wang Wenxiu was quick to catch them.
The three of them were stunned: "This! This!!!"
They opened it and saw a rich medicinal fragrance and overwhelming spiritual energy. There were second-grade Qi-nourishing pills, second-grade Spirit-replenishing pills, second-grade Spirit-gathering pills, second-grade Disguise pills, and second-grade Rejuvenation Pills...
Wang Siyu opened her mouth wide: "Sister, did you rob the Treasure Pavilion?" Only in the Treasure Pavilion can you see so many pills.
Upon hearing this, Wang Wenxiu slapped Wang Siyu on the back of the head: "What is this girl talking about! Xiaoluo is not that kind of person!"
Wang Wutong blinked and swallowed hard: "Xiao Luo, what are these things of yours..."
Qian Luo smiled gently: "It's okay, Aunt Wenxiu, Uncle Wutong, Siyu, I am now a second-grade alchemist and can refine second-grade pills."
"These pills were originally meant to be sold at Baibao Pavilion, but the Baibao Pavilion was closed today, so these things were not sold."
Qianluo took a bottle of Soul Gathering Pills and stuffed it into Siyu's hand: "Good child, these are my gifts to you. You must practice hard and do your best!"
Wang Siyu's eyes lit up when she heard this. She hugged Qianluo's waist and refused to let go. "Sister Qianluo, you are so amazing. Not only are you highly skilled, but you are also a second-grade alchemist. You are truly my role model!"
"Oh right..."
Qian Luo took out a primary defensive formation, and with a flash of inspiration, the formation covered two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom. "Although Area 7 is relatively safe, we must be on guard against others. This is the defensive formation I set up."
Wang Wenxiu covered her mouth and said, "Xiao Luo, are you still a formation master?"
Qian Luo smiled and said, "I can't say for sure, because I feel like I'm just getting started and learning the basic formations. I'm not very advanced at the moment."
"I have some elementary magic circles here. You can take them with you. They can defend you from attacks when you encounter danger."
Wang Siyu jumped over with joy. Her feelings towards Sister Qianluo could no longer be described as admiration. She simply treated her like a god!
"That must be a formation master! Sister Qianluo, how come you are so amazing? You can do this and that, how come you can do everything? It's amazing!"
Wang Wutong blinked slowly. Did he hear correctly? In less than three years, Xiao Luo's cultivation had greatly increased, and she had even learned alchemy and formations?
This... is the feng shui of District 9 so good?
Wang Wenxiu also had the same doubts, but they did not ask. After all, it was related to cultivation and must be related to the secret of opportunity. How could they ask about it?
Qianluo wanted to give something else, but realized that other than her elixirs and formations, none of her other magical tools were suitable for Wang Siyu, so she gave up. She should have brought some low-level magical tools or spiritual swords with her so she could give them to younger people.
There was no suitable magic weapon in this situation, so Qian Luo rummaged through her storage bag and found a green-blooded silver-striped snake. There was no use putting the corpse in the storage bag. She also had a green-blooded silver python, waiting to be used when refining the Dust-Repellent Pill, but she didn't have the recipe and couldn't refine it.
Even with the recipe, she couldn't make it with her current strength.
"Uncle Wu Tong, I have a blue-blooded silver-striped snake here. Although it's a low-level monster, it's quite rare. I'll give it to you."
Uncle Wu Tong had just given Wang Siyu and Wang Wenxiu a bunch of pills and formations suitable for them, but he didn't seem very interested. She thought that the things she gave him were not to his liking.
In fact, Wang Wutong was so shocked that he was a little dazed. He was stunned when he saw the corpse in front of him. He knew the Green Blood Silver Snake. It was very difficult to catch it, not to mention its blood, bones, and meat...
Anyway, it's a valuable thing!
"Hey! Xiao Luo! I see this snake has cultivated for almost a hundred years and is almost as good as a Foundation Establishment cultivator. How did you do it?"
Wang Wutong deals with monsters every day, so how could he not know how powerful the Green-Blooded Silver-Striped Snake is? At this level, even their team cannot catch its tail.
Qianluo pursed her lips and smiled harmlessly: "At that time, there was an expert who helped me, I just picked up the leaks from behind."
"No wonder!" Wang Wenxiu slapped Wang Wutong's hand away. "Your eyes are almost glued to this snake. You don't even care about Xiaoluo. She must be suffering a lot out there!"
"Xiao Luo, tell Aunt Wenxiu the truth!" Wang Wenxiu's eyes fixed. Qian Luo thought she was seen through and felt a little guilty.
As she was trembling with fear, Wang Wenxiu asked, "Did you...take a master from a great master?"
Qian Luo: "Ah... uh... they didn't want to take me in, saying that I had poor qualifications, but they also let me follow them and learn things."
"I told you so!" Wang Wenxiu grinned happily, patted Xiao Luo's shoulder, and looked at her kindly. "Child, you've grown up and become so capable. It's his loss that the master doesn't want you to be his apprentice! Let's not be sad. After all, we've learned something, so it's not a loss, right?"
Qianluo breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Yes..."
Finally, he took out some Migu powder and gave it to Wang Siyu: "This is the powder ground by Miguzhi. It can create illusions. If you encounter danger in the future, you can throw it in the other person's face."
Wang Siyu pushed her mother aside and jumped in front of the girl, her eyes sparkling and her mood excited: "Sister Qianluo, how can you be so nice!"
If it had a little tail behind it, it would have started wagging a long time ago.
"Wow, sister Qianluo, I love you so much!"
Wang Siyu buried herself in the girl's arms, almost fainting from happiness. She actually knew someone as powerful as Sister Qianluo. If she told her classmates, they would definitely not believe it!
Humph! I must tell my classmates! See if they dare bully me because I'm from another place!
Wang Siyu secretly made up her mind that as soon as the Lingquan Festival was over, she would go to school in high spirits!
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The evening breeze was blowing, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, tall buildings were rising from the ground, and every house was brightly lit. Room 801 had not been so lively for a long time.
The warm light shone on Qianluo. She looked at Uncle Wutong busy in the kitchen, Wang Siyu secretly eating fried animal legs, and the angry Aunt Wenxiu, who was pulling Siyu's ears...
I haven't felt this way for a long time, the feeling of home, very warm.
"The dishes are ready!"
Wang Wutong brought the last dish to the table, rubbed his hands, and untied his apron: "Xiao Luo, come and try uncle's cooking!"
He scratched his head embarrassedly: "I couldn't find a job when I first came here. Your Aunt Wenxiu came to the textile factory and supported Siyu and me. During that time, I learned how to cook and mop the floor..."
Qianluo looked at the six dishes and one soup and thought it was quite good: fried animal legs, braised shrimp, stir-fried animal meat with green peppers, sweet and sour animal bones, steamed animal fish, stir-fried animal vegetables, and carrot, corn and animal bone soup.
Wang Wenxiu opened Siyu's chopsticks with one chopstick and narrowed her eyes: "Don't you know to pick up food for your sister first? This child is becoming more and more unruly!"
Wang Siyu pouted: "I want to eat fried animal legs too!"
Wang Wenxiu raised her voice: "You just ate three in the kitchen! You're so stuffed!" How could she have given birth to such a greedy and silly girl! All she did was eat, eat, eat!
Qianluo smiled and gave Siyu a beast leg. She met Aunt Wenxiu's disapproving gaze and said, "Siyu needs nutrition for her hard training. Aunt Wenxiu, please let her go today!"
"Okay, okay..." Wang Wenxiu let her daughter go for the time being, and frantically picked up the dishes at lightning speed until Qianluo's bowl was piled up like a small mountain, then she stopped.
Wang Wenxiu said kindly, "Xiao Luo, if it's not enough, serve more!"
Wang Siyu shuddered: "This is such deadly enthusiasm!"
"Tsk...Wang Siyu!" As soon as she raised her voice, Wang Siyu became obedient, shrinking her neck and trying hard to eat.
“Eat more, eat more…”
Wang Wenxiu hadn't seen Xiao Luo for a long time, and the kindness in her eyes was overflowing: "It's too late today, just sleep here with us. Tomorrow the four of us will go to the Lingquan Festival together!"
Qianluo's eyes moved: "Is there anything special about this Lingquan Festival?"
Wang Wutong put down his chopsticks when he heard this: "This is really special! It's almost like the old New Year's Day, it's so important!"
"On the day of Lingquan Festival, everyone must wear new clothes and drink Lingquan water before going up Lingquan Mountain to worship the Lingquan, praying for a constant flow of spring water next year and for the people of District 7 to be free from illness and disaster."
Qianluo frowned: "But this is already the age of cultivating immortals, why are we still so feudal and superstitious?"
"Hey!" Wang Wenxiu immediately shook her head at her, a look of disapproval on her face, "You can't say that!"
"A few years ago, someone disrespected the spiritual spring and did not offer sacrifices to it. After returning, he seemed to have gone mad and died in his own home seven days later."
Wang Wutong nodded: "Yes, and more than one person! At different times, all because of disrespecting the spiritual spring!"
Wang Siyu: "So, now everyone takes this festival very seriously, considering it as important as the New Year!"
"Oh, right!" Wang Wenxiu slapped her forehead, "Xiaoluo, you don't have any new clothes, right? I happen to have a few new clothes in my closet that someone else wants to make, but she already has other clothes, so they won't be used for the time being."
"I think you should wear that one tomorrow. The cyan color suits you perfectly!"
Qianluo saw Siyu's school uniform and wondered, "Are everyone's clothes blue?"
Wang Wenxiu nodded. "Yes, both men and women will wear new green clothes. If you don't wear them, you'll stand out in the crowd, and the guards won't let you go up the mountain to worship the spiritual spring."
She pointed outside the window and said, "The big mountain with lights on now is Lingquan Mountain. We are going there tomorrow!"
"Don't worry, there will be a car to pick you up tomorrow."
Qianluo drank the soup absentmindedly, then suddenly paused: "Is there any spiritual spring water in this soup?"
Wang Wutong laughed. "How could that be? Even though there's plenty of spiritual spring water here, it's not used carelessly. It's usually used to entertain guests. This soup is originally made from monster bones, so there's no need to add spiritual spring water."
Wang Siyu tilted her head: "If Sister Qianluo wants to drink, there's more in the cup!" She just poured the spiritual spring water for Sister Qianluo, but she didn't drink it?
Qian Luo finally felt relieved. She felt that there was something wrong with the spiritual spring water. Although she couldn't see it for the time being, after smelling it carefully, it didn't seem to be the case... But she felt uneasy.
Forget it, I’ll watch it tomorrow during the Lingquan Festival.
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