Chapter 11
The breeze blew his long ear hair back. Song Shu clung to Qin Mian's shoulders, experiencing the feeling of flying on a sword for the first time. He stared at the mountains and rivers below him with wide eyes, then raised his claws to grab a bird that flew by his ear. However, due to his lack of accuracy, he only caught a feather.
"Gu!"
Rats can fly!
"Look at you, you've never seen the world before." After successfully tricking the little squirrel into his grasp, Qin Mian's expression immediately changed and he said, "You'll have to practice hard. By then, flying with a sword or splitting mountains and rocks will be commonplace."
"Gu."
Stop showing off, grain thief!
Song Shu knocked Qin Mian's chin with his head. He was not happy to hear the grain thief call him a country bumpkin. Although he had never been out of Lingshan, he had heard many stories from the old bastard and was not completely ignorant.
"Okay, okay, I can't tell you."
Qin Mian snorted and chuckled, and finally landed with Song Shu on a towering mountain peak. On the peak stood a stone tablet with the words "Baiyun Peak" written on it.
There is a huge stone gate in the middle of the mountain. Two statues of mythical beasts are placed symmetrically below the stone gate. The three characters "Xiaoyao Gate" are carved on the stone gate. Below the gate is a carved couplet that reads "White clouds float on Baiyun Peak, and white clouds are full of joy."
It doesn't look very serious.
Song Shu frowned, feeling vaguely like he had been cheated.
Seeing the little squirrel pondering the words on the stone door, Qin Mian asked curiously, "Could it be that you really know how to read?"
Hasn't the little squirrel been staying in Lingshan all the time? How come he can read?
"Gu."
Song Shu rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to Qin Mian.
The Rat Society has a lot of things. Do we have to tell the grain thief all of them?
"It's good to be able to read." Qin Mian said with a smile: "It will help you learn the skills faster in the future. The weasel raised by my uncle can't read, so my uncle is almost mad every time he teaches him the skills."
Song Shu proudly put his hands on his waist, with his big tail raised high, and laughed, "Gugu, there are actually weasels in your sect who can't read, while rats can read. It seems that the turtles in Lingshan are more powerful than the cultivators in the sect."
"You're so proud again."
Qin Mian said with a smile: "The little squirrel is so powerful. It turns out that I didn't recognize the real thing."
"Gu."
Rat is super powerful.
A man and a mouse chatted with each other as they walked into Xiaoyao Sect. Qin Mian had just taken two steps into the sect when the gatekeepers came to greet him. The two boys were one red and one blue, one was called Baifeng and the other was called Baiyue. Both of them had pigtails on their heads, looking particularly festive.
"Big Brother."
"Big Brother, you're finally back!"
Bai Feng and Bai Yue first saluted Qin Mian with their fists clasped. Seeing that the eldest brother was still wearing flowing white clothes, whiter than snow, Bai Feng said cheerfully, "Master was wondering a few days ago why you hadn't returned to the sect. I'm afraid you've grown to like being alone and want to live in seclusion."
Normally, after reinforcing the formation for the last time, Qin Mian should have taken a short rest and then returned to the sect. However, because the little squirrel had not made a decision in those few days, Qin Mian stayed with it for a few more days. It was not until the beginning of spring that he asked the little squirrel about its wishes for the last time.
Qin Mian smiled slightly and said casually: "I think he is short of someone to drink with."
drink wine!
Song Shu raised his paw and patted Qin Mian's lips, saying unhappily, "Gu!"
Grain thieves are not allowed to drink!
The last time Song Shu drank, he still felt dizzy the next day and didn't feel good at all. Even if it was spiritual wine, Song Shu would never drink it again.
Pushing the little squirrel's paw away with his index finger, Qin Mian said with a smile, "I won't let you drink from now on."
Little did he know that the little squirrel couldn't drink any alcohol at all. Not only did he get drunk quickly, but the aftereffects were also long, and he even had a hangover headache.
Seeing the eldest brother playing enthusiastically with a little squirrel with long gray hair on its back and short snow-white hair on its chest, Bai Feng and Bai Yue noticed that their eldest brother had gone out and brought back a strange little guy.
Seeing the little guy hitting the eldest brother on the cheek with his tail, Bai Yue blinked and asked curiously, "Is this the eldest brother's pet?"
Bai Feng echoed, "Big Brother, what's the name of your spirit pet? How is its training going now?"
Spirit pet?
Song Shu's eyes widened as he looked at Qin Mian in disbelief. Could it be that the grain thief wanted to trick him into coming back to be his pet?
He doesn't want to!
That's right, in Song Shu's heart, he and Qin Mian were on the same level. In winter, he mostly ate the food he collected himself, and occasionally some spiritual fruits and honey water, but because the two of them got along well, Qin Mian shared it with him.
Just like when Qin Mian was feeling bad, Song Shu was willing to share his food with the food thief.
"It's not a spirit pet."
Raising his hand and touching the squirrel's head, Qin Mian said seriously: "It's my friend, its name is Squirrel. If you meet it next time, you can just call it by its name."
Bai Feng Bai Yue: "We will remember this."
After that, he introduced them to Song Shu: "The one in red is Bai Feng, and the one in green is Bai Yue. Remember their names. If you get lost in the sect one day, you can ask them to take you back to my cave."
After all, Qin Mian had a lot of chores to do when he returned to the sect, and it was impossible for him to accompany Song Shu all the time. He was also unwilling to restrain the little squirrel. It would be bad if the little squirrel wanted to come out and play alone one day and got lost.
"Gu."
Song Shu nodded and wrote down the names of the two boys with a serious expression.
After the introduction, Qin Mian asked the two boys, "Where is Master now? Is he still in the cave?"
"That's right." Bai Feng said, "Master is waiting for Senior Brother in the cave."
Qin Mian replied gently, "Then I'll go find my master first."
Bai Feng Bai Yue: "Yes."
Song Shu sat on Qin Mian's shoulder and looked at the scenery in Xiaoyao Gate, which was full of flowers and lush greenery.
It is only spring now, and the walnut tree outside the thatched cottage has just sprouted green branches, but the flowers and trees in Xiaoyao Gate are well maintained, and you can't tell that they have just experienced a cold winter.
Qin Mian led Song Shu through many winding mountain paths and finally stopped outside a cave. He clasped his hands together and respectfully saluted the closed door of the cave.
"Disciple Qin Mian, please meet the Master."
Song Shu looked at the faint light outside the cave, and his dark eyes blinked again and again. This was similar to what the rat saw on Lingshan Mountain.
After Qin Mian finished speaking, the tightly closed door opened with a "bang", which scared Song Shu. He grabbed Qin Mian's hair and carefully looked into the cave.
"Don't be afraid." With a light laugh, Qin Mian rubbed the back of Song Shu's neck to comfort him before stepping into the cave.
There was a square table in the cave, with more than ten jars of wine on it. A handsome man in black clothes was sipping from a wine glass. When he saw Qin Mian coming in, he chuckled and said,
"You've finally decided to come back. I thought you wanted to settle down in Lingshan, and I was thinking about whether to remove you and let Ling You have a taste of what it's like to be the eldest senior brother."
Ling You is Qin Mian's junior fellow apprentice, and the two became his disciples only three days apart.
"Even if I don't settle down in Lingshan, Master can still let Ling You be the eldest senior brother."
Sitting down naturally, Qin Mian took Song Shu off and placed him in his palm. With his other palm wrapped around the little squirrel's big tail, he said calmly, "I simply don't want to be the senior brother anymore."
Xuan Hua was stunned. He glanced at Qin Mian and saw that he looked calm. He quickly sat up straight and said in panic, "I was just joking. Don't take it seriously. You are the only one who can handle some things in the sect now. Ling You is so angry that he wants to turn the world upside down after saying a few words to him."
"Then Master, please stop talking to him." Qin Mian said leisurely, "You know he's soft-hearted and doesn't respond to hardship. If you coax him more, he'll do everything."
Xuan Hua: ...
Xuan Hua opened his mouth, then closed it again, somewhat helplessly saying, "What do you know, that kid? Tsk, forget it. Have you repaired the formation at Lingshan?"
Qin Mian said lightly: "Yeah."
"I trust you to do the job. This job wasn't originally yours. You've been spending three months at the foot of Lingshan Mountain." Xuan Hua smiled, then lay back in his chair. He waved at Qin Mian and said casually, "These are the good things I brewed back then. If anyone likes it, take a jar back."
Wine again!
"Gu!"
Song Shu looked straight at Qin Mian, his eyes full of warning, as if if Qin Mian really dared to move the wine, he would pull out all the grain thief's hair.
Curling his lips, Qin Mian poked his paw with his index finger and said soothingly, "I don't drink, Master, you should keep it for yourself."
Xuan Hua:?
"Are you joking with me?" He suddenly sat up and saw Qin Mian playing with the little squirrel in his palm. He looked a little surprised and asked, "Did you find a spirit pet on this trip?"
Perhaps because his junior fellow apprentice stayed with a weasel all day, Xuan Hua did not have a good impression of spiritual pets. However, the little squirrel looked much more likable than the weasel, so Xuan Hua was not so averse to it.
Hearing the word "spiritual pet" again, Song Shu turned around and glared at Xuan Hua, making a fierce "gurgling" sound.
Rats are not spiritual pets!
Rats are friends of food thieves!
"Oh, it's still fierce to me."
Xuan Hua happily stretched out his hand to tease Song Shu, but the next moment the little squirrel hugged his finger. Song Shu was about to bite it, but was stopped by Qin Mian.
"Master, don't tease it." Qin Mian stopped the little squirrel from taking revenge and said helplessly, "It has a bad temper and a small heart. If it gets angry, it won't calm down all night."
Song Shu: "Gu!"
The rat bit him to death!
Qin Mian had a headache. The little squirrel couldn't even bite through his skin and flesh, and Mo hit his teeth again.
"Oh, you really have a bad temper."
Xuan Hua found it interesting. He took out a spiritual fruit from his sleeve, shook it towards Song Shu, and tempted him, "Little squirrel, do you want to eat some spiritual fruit?"
Song Shu: "Gu?"
Seeing the little squirrel stopped, Xuan Hua stuffed the spiritual fruit into the little squirrel's paw and said with a smile: "I'll give you the spiritual fruit, so you can't continue to be angry."
Song Shu:!
I thought rats were easy to get rid of!
Throwing the fruit at Xuan Hua's face angrily, Song Shu made a series of "Gu" sounds and cursed: "The rat is not an ignorant rat. You want to get rid of me with just a spiritual fruit? Get a beating!"
"Tsk, so fierce."
Xuan Hua took the spiritual fruit, took a bite, and said to Qin Mian, "Only you can handle raising such a ferocious squirrel."
Qin Mian smiled and gently tapped Song Shu's head with his finger, soothing the little squirrel. When the little squirrel finally calmed down a little, he said to Xuan Hua, "Oh, Master. I fed the squirrel some Qi Condensation Pills, but it still hasn't drawn Qi into its body. Why?"
"You gave a Qi Condensation Pill to a squirrel?"
Xuan Hua looked at Qin Mian in shock, "You're not afraid of dying in Lingshan."
"Nothing." Qin Mian said calmly, "I didn't overdo it. It ate a little, enough to sustain it until its spiritual energy recovers."
Xuan Hua shook his head, looking at the little squirrel and then at Qin Mian. He seemed to find it hard to understand how this bad-tempered little squirrel could seduce his cold-hearted disciple and even be willing to risk exhausting his spiritual energy to share some Qi Condensation Pills with him.
After looking at it for a long time without making any progress, he waved his sleeves and said, "I'm not well versed in the cultivation of goblins. Perhaps you could ask Xuanxu."
Xuan Xu is Xuan Hua's junior fellow apprentice and also Qin Mian's uncle who raises weasels.
"Okay."
Qin Mian put the little squirrel back on his shoulder and said politely, "In that case, I will leave first."
Xuan Hua waved his hand nonchalantly. Qin Mian was about to turn around but suddenly stopped. He turned his head to look at Xuan Hua and said, "Master, you must have remembered that you promised me that I would go to Lingshan to repair the formation."
"I haven't forgotten."
Xuan Hua said indifferently, "Are you useful now?"
Qin Mian pursed his lips and smiled: "Not yet, I'm just afraid that Master will forget."
"You said I'm forgetful?" Xuan Hua said with a smile: "Don't worry, with you reminding me all the time, I can't forget even if I want to."
Qin Mian nodded and was about to leave with Song Shu when a gust of wind suddenly blew behind him. He raised his hand to take the flying brocade bag and heard Xuan Hua casually say:
"After all, you are my friend. Since this is our first meeting, I should show some courtesy."
Qin Mian opened the brocade bag and took a look. He found that it contained some medicinal pills that could help him cultivate. With a smile in his eyes, he said sincerely, "Thank you very much, Master, for the reward."
"Stop talking nonsense and go find your uncle."
The door of the cave closed again. Song Shu pulled Qin Mian's hand and looked at the things in the brocade bag.
He had just heard that these were the gifts given to him by the grain thief's master. The things inside were all from rats, so he had to count them.
"It's all yours."
Reluctantly, he gave the sachet to Song Shu. Qin Mian rubbed his face against the little squirrel's short arm and chuckled:
"Come on, I'll take you to 'rob'."
Song Shu: "Gu?"
How to "rob"?
The author has something to say:
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Song Shu: If you don't respect rats, rats will [wave hands]
Qin Mian: Who dares to disrespect the Squirrel King [Angry]
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