Chapter 16 You Are Not Counted Among the Living

After Mo Lin left, Lin Du thought of something on the way back, "Does our sect's book pavilion have calligraphy?"

"About, no." Xia Tianwu replied, "What's wrong?"

Lin Du nodded, "Nothing."

Who would have thought that on the second day after returning to the sect, she received a stack of books from the sect leader, and on the top was the Thousand Character Classic.

Feng Chao looked at her kindly, "I was busy taking inventory of the winter accounts and the affairs of our sect after the spring, so I was delayed. Your master probably doesn't pay attention to these things. Although we are cultivators, we can't lack cultural literacy. You should learn these first. If you don't understand, you can come and ask me."

Lin Du was a little surprised, then quickly thanked him.

"Thank you, Master."

"Just call me Senior Sister." Feng Chao was born as gorgeous as a lady, but she was a person who always worried about everything. She was busy handling all the affairs of the sect, big and small, but she still cared about Lin Du's insignificant matter.

"Senior Sister." Lin Du could actually understand the book by considering the context. It seemed like an instinct for the Chinese people. As long as it was placed in the context, even traditional Chinese characters could be read smoothly.

Feng Chao touched Lin Du's head and then sighed, "You are too thin. You probably don't eat enough."

"Study hard. Our Wushang Sect has always convinced people with reason. I appreciate a student like you who is good at studying."

After she finished speaking, she left in a hurry. "Well, I still have to dig bamboo shoots in the back hill. Let's go."

Lin Du sat down quietly with the stack of books, and then opened the Thousand Character Classic.

It was then that she discovered that there was an engraving array on the Thousand Character Classic. Once it was opened, every word on it could be automatically read out.

"The sky and earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast and wild.

The sun and the moon wax and wane, and the stars are lined up.

..."

Lin Du found it interesting and read along after a sentence. Suddenly, he noticed that a little figure on the page seemed to understand what she was saying and started swaying along as she recited the movements.

As soon as she paused, the little man frowned, "Don't be lazy, you must work hard and persevere until you finish learning. If you can't finish memorizing it, come with me to the back mountain to dig bamboo shoots."

Lin Du covered his forehead with his hands and smiled, trying to close the book maliciously.

I heard a scream, "You are the hope for the future of our sect, how can you give up halfway!"

"You are truly the worst student I have ever taught."

"The dog woofs back, but you remain silent."

The gaps between the pages of the book became narrower and narrower, and finally the little man started to beg, "Hey, don't leave yet, can you read it for a while longer? Let's talk about it first after you finish reading this."

Lin Du opened the book again, and suddenly felt that the world of cultivation was much more interesting than he had imagined.

She stayed quietly by herself by the window on the first floor of the sect's library, carefully reciting the Thousand Character Classic and then copying it stroke by stroke.

Until the real person in the library who had never appeared before sent her a message, "It's time for dinner, let's go eat."

Lin Du was the only new disciple who came to the library every day, because her unreliable master was too lazy to teach her the basics and let her read on her own.

When Lin Du was in college, the academic atmosphere at school was enthusiastic and the library was usually full. She also often followed the crowd to hang out in the library and felt very happy.

This book house is not far from the back mountain of the sect, on top of a small hill. Outside the gate is a long green brick staircase with lush green trees on both sides, shrouded in a thin mist. The trees are darker in color than other places, like green mountains emerging from an ink painting, and the thin mist is a diffused ink mark.

The young man in brocade robe walked on the leaves and landed outside the dining hall. Before he even set foot inside, she already knew today's recipe.

The bacon that had not been eaten during the Chinese New Year was fried with garlic leaves, and there was also a pot of thick and delicious chicken soup. Today, there was an extra smell of medicinal herbs, which I was afraid was the work of Senior Brother Jiang Liang.

She stepped into the dining hall and saw that, as expected, Xia Tian Wuzheng was helping with his sleeves rolled up, and not all the new disciples had arrived yet.

"Master, Junior Master is here."

"She came at the right time. I have prepared the medicine for her. Go and get it for her."

The next moment the man's voice sounded, a young boy's voice with a smile followed, "Thank you, Master Jiang Liang, for your concern."

In the back kitchen, a man in sandalwood narrow sleeves was swinging a shovel around. Upon hearing this, he turned around and covered his face with his hands, "Stand there and don't move!"

Lin Du's outstretched foot was suspended in the air.

"Don't come over! Don't come over." Jiang Liang turned his back to Lin Du, his voice trembling, "I'm afraid of living people."

…

Lin Du glanced at Xia Tianwu. No wonder this junior fellow apprentice was so quiet.

Jiang Liang, a medicine cultivator who is rumored to be able to make a medicine that can bring the dead back to life and cure their bones, once said something in Xia Tianwu's script.

"I can revive the living dead, but if your heart is dead but your body is alive, then there is nothing I can do to save you."

Even though the plot later on is that the scumbag suddenly realizes that he only saved his life because Bai Yueguang saved her, and he has a responsibility to save her, and that the person he truly loves is Xia Tianwu, so he stages a series of chases to the crematorium for his wife, and even personally cuts out his own golden elixir to give to Jiang Liang to refine the elixir to save Xia Tianwu.

However, Jiang Liang never forgave the scumbag who hurt his apprentice. After learning that his apprentice had accepted the scumbag again, he was furious and shut himself off from the public again.

But Lin Du didn't expect that this senior brother, a medicine cultivator, was actually a social phobic?

Oh, it's not even social phobia anymore, it's severe personal phobia.

Xia Tianwu said immediately, "Uncle Junior Master, my master doesn't often meet strangers. He has never seen this year's new disciple before, so he is a little..."

"I understand, I understand." Lin Du silently retracted his foot, then bowed and said, "Thank you, Master Jiang Liang, for preparing the medicine for me. I won't come in to help you for now."

"Wait a minute." A silver thread flew over diagonally. Lin Du subconsciously wanted to dodge it, but the silver thread wrapped around her wrist as if it had eyes.

She was startled for a moment, then felt the spiritual power above her penetrate into her veins like hot spring water, and knowing that it had no ill intentions, she stood still obediently.

"Let me give you a pulse. Your master sent me a letter, but he is not as accurate as I can be."

The man still stood with his back to Lin Du. He pondered for a moment, then sighed softly and turned around. He had a fair face like a handsome scholar with a short beard, but he was still elegant like a scholar. His brows were slightly wrinkled, and his expression was extremely solemn.

"Weren't you afraid of living people just now?" Lin Du was originally wondering how such a medicine cultivator could cure diseases and save lives, but she didn't expect that he entered the state faster than her.

"You are not counted among the living." Jiang Liang said succinctly.

Xia Tianwu's face changed. The master was indeed afraid of strangers, but there was only one situation in which he would directly meet a patient who came to seek medical treatment, and that was a person who was already unconscious or dying.

She looked at Jiang Liang in surprise, "Master..., did you go too far and make a mistake? Or is this silver thread..."

Lin Du did not get angry but laughed instead, and walked in happily.

It's much better than saying she is not a human being.

"Fifth Brother, do you think I can be saved?"

"You are sick. Very sick."