Chapter 12
Qin Mian took Song Shu to another cave quickly. Compared with the simple Xuanhua Cave with one table and one person, this cave seemed much more "lively".
There were many elixirs, magic weapons, and ornaments hanging in the cave, and snacks such as preserved fruits and cakes were placed on the table, and even toys such as rattles, diabolos, and kites that mortal children played with.
"You're finally back."
Sitting at the round table was a handsome man in green. He rolled up his sleeves and poured a cup of tea for Qin Mian, placing it in front of him. He said softly, "If Ah Huang hadn't been upset and wanted to go back to Baiyun Peak, I should have been the one to repair the Lingshan formation. I'm grateful that you did it for me. If you have anything you like, feel free to take it."
"Uncle Master, that's too polite." Qin Mian smiled shyly, took a grape from the table and handed it to Song Shu. After the little squirrel tasted it and found it tasted good, he gave the whole bunch of grapes to Song Shu.
"I really want to ask my uncle for something," Qin Mian said frankly without hiding anything, "I met a young friend when I went to Lingshan this time."
His eyes fell on Song Shu, and Qin Mian said to Xuan Xu, "I just don't know why it has been unable to draw Qi into its body. I want to ask Uncle Master what the reason is, and if there is any elixir that can help it practice."
"oh?"
Looking at the little creature happily eating grapes, Xuanxu said gently, "I wonder if it would mind letting me touch it so I can see what's going on inside it."
Hearing Xuanxu's words, Song Shu held a large purple grape, looked at Xuanxu with his black eyes, and said curiously: "Gu?"
How to look.
"Can."
Holding Song Shu in his arms, Qin Mian handed the little squirrel to Xuan Xu without hesitation, indicating that he should check the condition of the little squirrel's body.
"Gu?"
With the palm of his little claw facing upwards, Xuanxu placed his fingers on Song Shu's wrist and silently recited a spell. Then a stream of spiritual energy flowed into Song Shu's body, circulated through his internal organs, and was completely absorbed by his dantian.
He withdrew his hand and met the little squirrel's dark eyes. Xuanxu asked softly with a smile in his eyes, "Is this the squirrel from Lingshan?"
Qin Mian nodded: "Although it didn't tell me where it came from, such a smart little squirrel must only be found in Lingshan."
"The cultivation methods of animals in Lingshan are different from ours." Xuanxu took out a large pine cone from his storage ring and handed it to Song Shu. He said softly, "The little squirrel beside you has accumulated a lot of spiritual energy in its dantian. It will be able to directly establish its foundation after waiting for a while."
"Perhaps because they fear being discovered while practicing, the animals in Lingshan have a bead in their dantian that helps them absorb spiritual energy without being discovered. Once they have accumulated enough spiritual energy, they will skip the Qi Refining stage and directly enter the Foundation Establishment stage."
Seeing the little squirrel drop the grapes and chew on the pine cones, Xuanxu said with a smile: "Once they establish their foundation, they will be able to cultivate into human form. If you want to teach him the skills, it's not too late to teach him after he has cultivated into a human form."
"So that's how it is." Qin Mian breathed a sigh of relief.
At least the Qi Condensation Pill was not fed in vain, the little squirrel still has a talent for cultivation.
"Besides the Qi Condensation Pill, are there any other pills that can help it cultivate?" Qin Mian frowned and said worriedly: "Also, I want to ask, Uncle Master, how do you make the clothes that Ah Huang wears every day?"
Qin Mian poked Song Shu's forehead and deliberately lamented, "The clothes I worked so hard to make for it were either torn to pieces or thrown on the ground and stepped on. Only a few decent cloaks were left."
Song Shu glanced at Qin Mian, snorted mockingly, and wagged his big tail, showing disgust.
The grain thief dared to say that. Just look at his clothes, they are so ugly that they blind the eyes of a rat.
"You've never done clothes mending before, so you naturally don't understand," Xuanxu chuckled. "I have some experience, maybe you could listen to it."
Qin Mian's eyes lit up, and he patted Song Shu's head and said happily, "That's great. Uncle Master, please tell me. I will listen attentively."
Song Shu finished eating the pine cone in his hand, then held the cup and drank a sip of the spiritual tea. Seeing Qin Mian and Xuan Xu discussing how to sew clothes enthusiastically, Song Shu jumped off the table.
After walking around the cave as if on patrol, Song Shu's eyes finally fixed on a wooden running wheel. He climbed onto the wooden table and scratched the running wheel with his claws. His dark eyes were shining, and he knew how to use the running wheel at a glance.
Although Qin Mian was talking to Xuan Xu, he always kept a part of his attention on Song Shu. Seeing the little squirrel running happily on the running wheel, he curled the corners of his lips, took out the round bead again, and quietly recorded the appearance of the little squirrel running on the wheel.
"This thing is suitable for it."
Xuanxu also saw it. He always liked cute animals. Seeing Song Shu running happily, he said to Qin Mian, "We don't need this Roller Huang anymore. Why don't you take it back later?"
Qin Mian refused disrespectfully: "Thank you, uncle."
The two soon turned the topic back to how to raise a small animal and how to buy suitable clothes for the little squirrel.
"Gu!"
After running a few laps on the roller, Song Shu felt refreshed. He liked running around. At the end of every winter, he would walk around Lingshan to stretch his legs.
There was a tall shelf next to the roller, with a yellow ball of fur hanging on the shelf. Song Shu stretched out his claws to touch the ball of fur and sniffed it gently with his nose.
Why does it taste a little weird?
He wrinkled his nose in disgust, retracted his claws and was about to turn back to look for Qin Mian, but suddenly a long yellow creature in a long gown jumped out from under the table, and then the long yellow creature hissed all the time and pounced towards Song Shu.
In the blink of an eye, a weasel and a squirrel were fighting each other. Song Shu grabbed the weasel's hand, kicked the weasel's stomach, and said fiercely:
"Gu!"
What the hell!
"hiss!"
You are my Grandpa Huang!
"Gu!"
I am your Grandpa Song!
"hiss!"
Where did this bastard squirrel come from? Not only did it touch my fur, but it also dared to be so arrogant!
"Gu!"
You piece of trash, and you still dare to be so stubborn!
After throwing the weasel to the ground, Song Shu rode on it and slapped the weasel three times on the head, causing its face to swell up instantly.
"Gu!"
No one, no demon, can be so arrogant in front of Grandpa Song!
"hiss!"
Believe it or not, I will have someone beat you to death!
By the time Qin Mian and Xuan Xu realized the two little creatures were fighting, the weasel was almost knocked unconscious by Song Shu. Xuan Xu was horrified and immediately stepped forward. Qin Mian took the opportunity to hold down Song Shu's kicking legs and hug him in his arms.
The weasel jumped into Xuanxu's arms and transformed into a young man with a round head and wearing a yellow robe. The young man's cheeks were red and swollen, and he cried sadly to Xuanxu:
"Xuan Xu, he played with my ball and hit me! Hit him back for me!"
Song Shu sat in Qin Mian's palm, crossed his arms, and looked disdainful.
It's so shameful that he can transform into a human but still can't beat a rat. He even has the nerve to ask others for help. If he were a weasel, he would go home and practice boxing hard and fight back next time.
Raising his hands to cover Song Shu's face, Qin Mian smiled apologetically at Xuan Xu and said, "Master, I remembered I have something else to do today, so I'll leave first."
As he spoke, he pulled out a red porcelain bottle from his sleeve and said to Xuanxu, "This is medicine that can heal external injuries. Uncle Master, please apply it to Ah Huang."
He also didn't expect that Song Shu could actually beat Ah Huang. It was very strange that a little squirrel that had not yet cultivated into a human form could beat a weasel in the foundation-building stage.
"Don't leave!"
Ah Huang raised his wet eyes and complained to Xuanxu: "This is our cave. Why can he play with my things and even beat me?"
Qin Mian: “…”
Song Shu: "Gu!"
Stingy guy, what's wrong with playing with the mouse!
Pinching the little squirrel's exaggerated mouth, Qin Mian smiled apologetically and whispered, "I'm so sorry, Ah Huang. I'll make amends to you next time."
"The squirrel was just curious and didn't mean to play with your fur ball."
Ah Huang persisted, saying, "Then ask him to apologize to me. He just kept scolding me!"
Qin Mian: ...Why is the little squirrel still cursing?
Feeling the little squirrel struggling fiercely in his palm, Qin Mian knew without thinking that the little squirrel would definitely not say anything good. The weasel understood and would be furious soon.
"Okay, stop making trouble." Touching the weasel's red and swollen face, Xuanxu said with a headache: "Junior Brother Qin, you go first, I will comfort Ah Huang."
Ah Huang looked at Xuan Xu in disbelief and said sternly, "Xuan Xu, why are you leaning towards the outsider?"
Song Shu: “!”
Qin Mian: ...
After finally retreating from Xuanxu's cave, Qin Mian loosened his hand, giving the little squirrel, who had been covered, a chance to move. He turned around and wanted to rush back to beat the weasel again.
It was clearly the weasel that provoked the mouse first, and now it wants the mouse to apologize.
Kill him with a rat!
"Alright, alright."
Stopping the little squirrel, Qin Mian said helplessly: "You've already slapped his face like a peach, so just calm down."
Song Shu refused to accept it, grabbed Qin Mian's collar and made a "gu" sound.
It's not the rat's fault.
"I didn't say it was your fault."
Raising his hand and pinching the little squirrel's cheek, Qin Mian said good-naturedly: "But that's my uncle's cave, we are not in the right, and you did play with Ah Huang's fur ball."
Song Shu wrinkled his nose and said unhappily, "Gu."
The rat doesn't need to apologize either.
Who made Huang Tiaozi come up and beat him without saying a word?
"You don't need to apologize." Qin Mian chuckled and said, "I'll make amends to Ah Huang in a few days."
Song Shu wrinkled his nose: "Gu."
Whoever wants to steal grain is meddling in other people's business.
"but."
Qin Mian sighed, his eyes filled with regret: "But in this case, we can only give up this 'robbery'."
After all, it was a bit too much to beat up the uncle's spirit pet and then go and take other people's things.
"Coo."
Song Shu waved his claws, not caring whether the "robbery" could be successful.
Anyway, even if the "robbery" fails, the grain thieves will still have a lot of fun things to do. Song Shu is not the kind of person who wants everything. He heard the old bastard say four words.
“Contentment is the greatest happiness”
Song Shu has always kept these four words in his heart, and he has always lived this way.
"You suddenly became more generous."
Qin Mian chuckled, held Song Shu's paw and looked at it, and said in surprise: "Let me see if you have made progress in your cultivation recently. You are really powerful when fighting."
"Gu!"
Spreading out his hands, Song Shu clenched his fists proudly and said proudly, "Gugugugu."
The rat's boxing skills are very good, and he is even more powerful when fighting the weasel.
Qin Mian smiled and praised: "Amazing, awesome."
The big tail hit Qin Mian's wrist. Song Shu crossed his arms over his chest, looking arrogant, as if he was the only powerful squirrel in the world.
Meanwhile, Ah Huang saw that he had been beaten, but Xuan Xu not only showed no concern for him but also let the "bad rat" that had beaten him go. Ah Huang retreated from Xuan Xu's arms and said angrily, "You're tired of raising me now, so you want to replace me with a foreign squirrel!"
"What nonsense."
Xuanxu smeared the powder on Ah Huang's face with a distressed look on his face and said softly, "That little squirrel is a new friend of nephew Qin. It's his first visit, and you were the one who started it. What can I say?"
Ah Huang was shocked: "He played with my things, so I can't beat him?"
"You're disgusted with that fur ball, you haven't even touched it since you made it. What's wrong with the little squirrel playing with it?"
Xuanxu pressed his fingertips on Ah Huang's face and sighed, seeming to be a little surprised: "That little squirrel can't even transform into a human form now. You are already in the Foundation Establishment stage, how could you still lose?"
Glaring at Xuanxu, Ah Huang angrily said, "You mean you think I'm not as good as that stinky squirrel!"
After a pause, Ah Huang continued, "Even if I don't play with my things, I can just leave them there and not let anyone else touch them!"
Knowing Ah Huang's vengeful nature, Xuan Xu helplessly warned, "Little Squirrel is a guest of Xiaoyao Sect. Besides, Junior-Martial Brother Qin was guarding the mountain for me back then. Otherwise, you would have to spend the winter in that thatched hut that you despise so much. He did us a favor, so don't cause trouble."
Ah Huang curled his lips and didn't answer, but his round eyes narrowed dangerously while turning his back to Xuan Xu.
Stinky squirrel!
Wait!
I want you to know who is the number one demon cultivator in Xiaoyao Sect!
Song Shu, who had just followed Qin Mian back to the cave and was jumping up and down on the bed, suddenly sneezed. His hands and feet suddenly lost strength and he fell straight onto the soft bed.
In the middle of the soft quilt, the little squirrel raised his paw and touched his forehead, tilting his head and saying curiously:
"Gu?"
What’s going on? Could it be that the rat has caught a cold?
The author has something to say:
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Song Shu: Where did this weasel come from to bully the rat? [Angry]
Qin Mian: Calm down
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