Chapter 20
After showing off in front of the weasel, Song Shu returned to the cave in high spirits. Seeing Qin Mian sitting leisurely drinking tea, he jumped into Qin Mian's arms and almost knocked over the white jade cup in Qin Mian's hand.
"Didn't I tell you that you can't jump around after you turn into a human form?" Qin Mian put the cup on the table and said angrily, "And don't jump on me. It would be embarrassing if others saw you."
The little squirrel was used to climbing up and down on him, and even now that it had turned into a human form, it was still not quiet, and it was still used to jumping onto Qin Mian's body at every turn.
It would have been fine if it was just a small squirrel, but Song Shu's human form looked like a human teenager. It looked too weird for two men to be so close to each other.
"I won't!"
Completely ignoring Qin Mian's refusal, Song Shu made a face at him and said cheerfully, "Qin Mian, let me tell you, I just had a duel with that weasel, and he really couldn't beat me. The immobilization technique you taught me was indeed quite useful."
Seeing Qin Mian about to turn his face away, Song Shu quickly held him down with both hands. A hint of pride flashed in his dark eyes, and he insisted on sharing his joy with Qin Mian:
"He even recognized me as the boss. From now on, I can order the weasel around!"
Holding Song Shu's wrist, Qin Mian struggled to free his face and said with a smile, "Congratulations! You will be able to be more arrogant in Xiaoyao Sect in the future."
“Hehe!”
Song Shu's eyebrows curved, and he said with a silly smile: "How could I be arrogant?"
The rat will wait until it becomes capable before being arrogant!
Song Shu had already made up his mind. He also wanted to establish a sect called—
"Rat Gate"!
If the weasel behaves well, Rat will make him the elder of the Rat Clan; as for Qin Mian, as long as he is willing to be nice to Rat in the future, Rat will make him the Grand Master of the Rat Clan!
The more Song Shu thought about it, the more beautiful she became. The corners of her mouth unconsciously stretched, revealing a row of neat white teeth. She smiled so hard that her teeth were visible, and Qin Mian also unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.
What a silly little squirrel.
Gently pinching Song Shu's face, Qin Mian said with a smile: "What are you looking at again, huh?"
Slapping Qin Mian's hand away, Song Shu stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said meaningfully: "You will know later. Anyway, it is a great thing for you."
Qin Mian is just a disciple in Xiaoyao Sect, but when he goes to Shu Sect in the future, he will be a respected master uncle. Song Shu thinks Qin Mian will be very happy.
However, Shu has not yet established his sect and does not have enough disciples.
Feeling that he was not very good at the moment, Song Shu decided to hide his great plan from Qin Mian for the time being. He would wait until Shu went to recruit disciples and Shu Clan had grown a little bigger before telling Qin Mian about this "great news".
Qin Mian agreed with a smile on his face: "Okay, then I'll wait for you to tell me the great news."
"Wait!"
After rolling up his sleeves, Song Shu suddenly realized that his strength was not enough at the moment, so he put his sleeves down again, turned to look at Qin Mian, and said seriously: "Teach me other techniques first."
After a pause, he added, "It has to be something more powerful! A technique that's very effective in a fight!"
If the Rat wants to be the leader of the sect but does not have enough strength, how can he convince other members of the sect?
Hearing Song Shu want to learn fighting techniques, Qin Mian frowned and said disapprovingly: "Don't be violent and aggressive. Don't learn from Ah Huang and cause trouble everywhere."
"Who said I wanted to cause trouble?"
Song Shu puffed out his chest and retorted confidently: "What if someone bullies me? What if I can't fight back?"
Qin Mian said as a matter of course: "Of course you should call me. Didn't I give you a teleportation talisman? Just tear up the talisman paper and I will teleport to your side."
"That's so incompetent!"
Blowing the hair that fell in front of her eyes, Song Shu's eyes were blazing: "I want to learn some skills myself. If someone bullies me in the future, I will fight back myself!"
Shu needs to learn some skills so that if someone bullies Tou and Qin Mian in the future, he can help deal with them.
Qin Mian seemed to be moved by the seriousness in Song Shu's eyes. After a slight pause, he said thoughtfully: "Okay, but you must learn the ability of telekinesis first. After you learn it, I will teach you a set of sword techniques."
Swordsmanship!
Song Shu shuddered and shook his empty hand. He lowered his head in disappointment: "But I'm a human now. The sword you made for me can't be used."
The rat's sword is so small that it can only be used when it transforms back into its original form.
"Why should I be sad?" Qin Mian raised his hand and knocked Song Shu's forehead, his eyes soft and gentle, "I'll send you another one in a few days."
"really?"
Song Shu became lively again. After turning around in a circle, he said cautiously, "Don't try to trick me with a cheap sword. I want the same material as the small sword I had before!"
If Shu's sword wasn't so small, it would be so easy to use!
Qin Mian raised his eyelids slightly, and seeing the expectation in Song Shu's eyes, he said slowly: "Don't worry, it will only be better than your sword."
The sword of the little squirrel was made by him personally. It looked decent on the outside, but it was actually very rough. If Song Shu had not been inexperienced, the little sword would not have fooled him at all.
His dark eyes sparkled with light, and Song Shu's heart and eyes were filled with anticipation.
Rat is getting a new sword!
Mouse happy!
Once he was happy, Song Shu started to learn magic skills as if he was assisted by God. In just one afternoon, he not only learned how to take objects from a distance, but also learned a set of simple boxing techniques.
With every punch and every move, Song Shu displayed great power and influence. He felt that he was about to become the most powerful rat in Xiaoyao Sect and would be able to kick Xuan Hua, the sect leader, out of office tomorrow.
After practicing several times in a row, seeing that it was getting dark, Qin Mian asked him to rest first and continue practicing tomorrow.
"The road of cultivation is long, there is no need to fight for a short period of time."
Wiping the sweat off his face, Song Shu nodded. The old turtle had also told him that cultivation does not take days or nights. He just needed to feel the world and everything in it, and understanding would come in an instant.
Although he didn't need to continue practicing, Song Shu felt uncomfortable with the sweat sticking to his body. After hesitating for a while, he turned around and transformed himself into a little squirrel with orange-red fur and a big tail.
The little squirrel jumped onto the chair and then climbed onto the stone table. He took off his black clothes and stomped his feet, asking Qin Mian to take out the round bowl.
"Gu!"
The mouse is so hot and needs a bath!
His solar plexus jumped, and Qin Mian held his forehead with one hand, saying with a half-smile, "Didn't I teach you the art of cleansing your body? Why do you still need to take a bath?"
"Gu!"
Rats need to be washed!
Song Shu held the big tail and sniffed it, then shook it towards Qin Mian and said, "Gugu!"
The rat’s tail is no longer fragrant, the rat needs to use fragrant pills!
Qin Mian was speechless for a moment, probably understanding what Song Shu meant. He sat down, poked Song Shu's arm with his finger, and teased, "Ningxiang Pills are for girls. What do you, a male squirrel, need?"
Although it was obviously Qin Mian who gave the Ningxiang Pills to Song Shu first.
Song Shu was unconvinced: "Gu!"
Who says Ningxiang Pills can only be used by girls? Rats can use them too!
"Okay, okay."
Helplessly, Qin Mian took some water from a round bowl and heated it. He threw a fragrance pill into it, skillfully took out the scented handkerchief that Song Shu used for bathing, and skillfully helped the little squirrel to scrub and wash.
Having long been accustomed to Qin Mian's hand-washing method, Song Shu comfortably half-closed his eyes, looked at his legs, and directed Qin Mian like an old man to rub his back, rub his stomach, and rub...
"Gu!"
The wet handkerchief was heavy and thick, and it hit Song Shu's forehead directly, making his eyes go black and he almost fainted.
Pulling off the scarf on his head, Song Shu glared at Qin Mian angrily, not understanding why Qin Mian's expression suddenly changed when he was scrubbing his body just fine.
Almost killed the rat!
"Ahem...wash it yourself."
Turning his back, Qin Mian walked towards the stone bed calmly. As soon as he took a step, a handkerchief flew behind him.
It was Song Shu who threw it. He wanted Qin Mian to also experience the feeling of being hit and dizzy.
But unfortunately, the handkerchief didn't touch Qin Mian at all. It turned around as if it had eyes and flew towards Song Shu again. This time it didn't hit his head, but landed steadily on the edge of the round bowl.
"Don't be angry, or I'll leave you outside the cave to dry."
"Gu!"
He angrily grabbed a handkerchief and hit the water, splashing water all over the place and landing on Song Shu's face, making the already angry Song Shu even angrier. He kicked the round bowl twice in anger. Song Shu, who was angry with the water, didn't notice that Qin Mian's ears were unusually red.
cough……
Qin Mian turned his back, looking a little uncomfortable.
At least I can transform into human form.
There is nothing wrong with giving a little squirrel a bath, but if you know that the little squirrel can turn into a human... Qin Mian said with red ears that this is not appropriate, and the little squirrel must get used to taking a bath by itself.
Because Qin Mian didn't help, Song Shu took a long time to rub all the hair on his body clean. He got up from the round bowl, shook his hair, and then he felt his whole body suddenly become very dry.
He hadn't learned the technique to dry the hair on his body, so the person who dried it must be...
"Gu!"
Song Shu jumped onto the stone bed from the rattan chair, climbed up Qin Mian's clothes and quickly landed on his shoulders. He patted Qin Mian's chin with his claws and asked unhappily, "Gugu!"
Why use a handkerchief to hit the rat!
Did you do it on purpose to make the rat angry?
"Didn't I tell you, times are different now, you must always remember to wear clothes."
The fluffy tail brushed across Song Shu's neck. Qin Mian took out a white robe and put it on Song Shu. He said helplessly, "Alright, you can meditate in your original form tonight. Tomorrow I will..."
"I won't!"
Before Qin Mian could finish his words, Song Shu had already transformed into a human form. He had just finished a shower, with his long black hair hanging loosely on his shoulders. The backs of his hands, which were not yet exposed under his white clothes, were fair. As soon as he got close, he could smell the fresh fragrance of the Ningxiang Pills.
Staring at Qin Mian, Song Shu said unhappily, "I'm going to meditate in human form!"
The prototype of the rat takes a lot of effort just to sit cross-legged every day. Is Qin Mian deliberately trying to make the rat look bad?
Qin Mian: ...
It’s not that he didn’t want Song Shu to meditate in human form, the stone bed was spacious enough, but every time Song Shu meditated, he would involuntarily move closer to Qin Mian.
After Song Shu was able to transform into a human form, this habit suddenly became impossible to ignore.
What's even more outrageous is that sometimes Song Shu gets sleepy and forgets to change back to his original form, so he puts his face in Qin Mian's palm like a little squirrel and then falls into a deep sleep.
Faintly regretting not arranging another suitable place for meditation in the cave in time, Qin Mian stood up and said after a moment of silence, "Then you meditate, I'll go out for a walk."
“No!”
Pulling Qin Mian's clothes, Song Shu said disdainfully: "I don't want to practice alone, you have to accompany me, and practice diligently to achieve immortality. Don't be lazy!"
Qin Mian: ...
After the two looked at each other for a moment, Qin Mian sighed softly in the face of Song Shu's stubborn insistence, and finally returned to the stone bed honestly.
That's right!
Lifting the corner of her lips, Song Shu carefully tugged at the corner of Qin Mian's clothes, then contentedly closed her eyes and sat cross-legged in meditation. She looked very well behaved, but in fact, she was thinking:
Qin Mian has been acting strangely lately.
The rat had to watch him closely.
~
"You want me to forge a sword for your little squirrel?"
With his legs propped up on the table, Xuan Hua looked Qin Mian up and down, saying in surprise, "Do you know how difficult it is to get a promise from your master? If you want a sword, you can just buy one. You really want to waste this opportunity."
Qin Mian was not shaken by Xuan Hua's words. He said calmly, "How can a sword bought outside compare to the one forged by you, Master? Besides, you haven't forged a sword in a long time. Why not take this opportunity to relax your muscles?"
It’s not that Xiaoyao Sect doesn’t have other spiritual swords, but Qin Mian doesn’t like the inferior ones, and Song Shu finds it difficult to control the good ones. After much thought, Qin Mian thinks it would be most appropriate for Xuan Hua to tailor a sword for Song Shu.
Besides, the swords forged by Xuan Hua are not ordinary. Three hundred years ago, it was hard to find a sword, not to mention that he has hardly forged a sword in the past hundred years.
"Tsk, you're so nice to that little squirrel."
Xuan Hua was surprised and said, "Qin Mian, since you became my disciple, this is the first time I've seen you care about anything."
His eldest disciple looks like a gentleman, but in fact he is a black-hearted person. Xuan Hua doesn't even want to say how many good things he has cheated him out of.
When Xuan Hua agreed to Qin Mian's promise, he even thought about the possibility that he wanted some ancient secret technique, but who knew that in the end he just wanted to ask for a sword for a little squirrel.
Qin Mian just smiled and said nothing.
Since the little squirrel agreed to go back to Xiaoyao Gate with him, he couldn't treat him badly.
Smiling, Xuan Hua lay back on the rattan chair, his hands behind his head, and said leisurely: "Okay, I understand. After I forge it, I will bring your bad-tempered little squirrel here to claim ownership."
Qin Mian clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Master."
Xuan Hua waved his hand, originally wanting to chase Qin Mian away, but then he realized something was wrong and asked, "By the way, why didn't you bring the little squirrel with you today?"
Qin Mian sighed with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "I don't know what he's been busy with lately. He's been running around with Ah Huang all day. I don't know where he's hanging out right now."
Song Shu's daily routine was very regular now. He would get up at the beginning of the morning, practice boxing for an hour, and then learn the art from Qin Mian. After noon, he would leave the cave alone and look for disciples willing to join the Rat Sect. He would return to the cave at the hour of You, have dinner, practice boxing again, and then meditate with Qin Mian.
All in all, the arrangements were quite full.
After hearing Qin Mian's words, Xuan Hua said worriedly, "Being with Ah Huang is not a good thing. You should keep a close eye on him and make sure he doesn't learn Ah Huang's spoiled and trouble-making skills."
"No." Qin Mian said confidently, "Song Shu is very obedient. Master, Second Junior Brother, I'm leaving first. I'll come back to thank you after the sword is forged."
Xuan Hua waved his hand and didn't keep him.
After Qin Mian's back disappeared, Xuan Hua called out to Ling You, who had been silent beside him, "Go and get the blue flower stone from the Xutian Secret Realm."
Ling You glared at Xuan Hua, then waved his sleeves and said angrily, "Why are you ordering me around when you promised me to do something yourself?"
Xuan Hua was startled and wanted to curse, but when he met Ling You's annoyed eyes, he fell silent and began to comfort him skillfully: "Ling You, Xiaoyao Sect is so big, and I can only rely on you now! You have seen what kind of character Qin Mian is. It's good that he doesn't want to cheat me all day long. How can I ask him to help me do things?"
Ling You remained motionless.
Xuan Hua continued, "Bring the blue flower stone here, and I'll let you rest for three days."
After a pause, Ling You asked doubtfully, "Really?"
Xuan Hua said firmly: "Of course."
Immediately afterwards, a black shadow flashed before his eyes, and Ling You's figure disappeared from the cave. Xuan Hua took the wine glass on the table and took a sip, his eyes full of a smile of success.
Old ginger is still spicy.
He only said to rest for three days, but didn't say when to rest.
As for how Ling You would lose his temper after returning, Xuan Hua said that was something to think about later and there was no need to rush.
Song Shu, transformed into his original form, and Ah Huang crouched on the branch of a large tree. Below them, a beautiful calico cat looked up at them. The calico cat wore a pearl necklace on its forehead and wore a fairy-like, flowing, chest-length skirt. It was quiet and beautiful.
"Ahua, are you willing to join our Rat Clan?"
Song Shu's face was serious and he said solemnly, "If you are willing, we will both be the founding elders of the sect in the future. I won't let you down."
Looking at the fluffy squirrel and then at the long yellow strip, Ah Hua was confused and said, "But I'm a cat. How can I join your clan of rats?"
Cats are born to catch mice. If a mouse joins the family in the future, should the cat catch it or not, and eat it or not?
You can't treat your disciples as your granary.
If Song Shu hadn't had intelligence, Ah Hua said that the little squirrel actually looked delicious.
"What's the big deal!"
Song Shu jumped and landed in front of Ahua. He was about to give a serious speech, but he found that he was not as tall as Ahua. Even with his tail, he only reached Ahua's chest.
After a pause, Song Shu stood on tiptoe and said seriously, "But why bother with the name of a mere sect? When you become an elder in the future, the other cats will envy you. They won't have the chance to enter the sect, let alone take the position of elder."
Ah Hua was somewhat moved by Song Shu's words.
Having lived in Xiaoyaomen for a long time, Ah Hua's most common thing to do on a daily basis is to be dressed and groomed by her master, and then held in his arms and kneaded, or she would be held down and kissed several times by her master if she just licked his fur.
She once heard her master call an old man "elder", and her master was very respectful to him. This shows that elder is an important title.
Seeing Ah Hua still hesitating, Ah Huang urged impatiently, "Can you be more decisive? If you don't want to join, just tell us right away. We can still find other animals. I think Bai Quan's new white dog is a good choice."
Bai Quan brought back a little white dog from the foot of Baiyun Peak a few days ago. Ah Huang thought it was fun, so he sneaked into Bai Quan's residence at night and played with the dog all night.
When Bai Quan got up the next day, the little white dog had collapsed on the ground exhausted. Bai Quan was so scared that he thought the little white dog had a serious illness, so he quickly took the dog to see a doctor.
When Ah Huang said he wanted to find a dog that hadn't even fully grown its fur to take his place, Ah Hua got anxious and clapped her paws, saying, "I'll join!"
The position of elder belongs to her, why should a broken dog snatch it away!
"You promised?"
The person who was most happy that Ah Hua agreed was Song Shu. His Rat Sect finally had a new member.
But after only three days, the rat already had followers. There was no need to worry about not being able to recruit disciples in the future!
"but--"
Ah Hua said hesitantly, "Master, does our Rat Sect have its own territory?"
"Territory?"
Song Shu was stunned. He had never thought about this before. After all, in his impression, rats could run anywhere in Lingshan, so Lingshan could be considered the territory of rats.
After arriving at Xiaoyao Gate, they found that it was as big as Lingshan Mountain, and they could run around freely, so Song Shu naturally regarded Xiaoyao Gate as his own territory.
"Ahua is right," Ah Huang agreed, "Boss, we have to find our own territory first. Look at the stone gate of Xiaoyao Sect, it's so impressive. Everyone knows this is Xiaoyao Sect's territory. Even if we don't have such a large place for the time being, we still have to build a gate."
Rubbing his chin with one paw, Song Shu said in a serious tone, "You are right. We need a hidden place to discuss our plans in the future. I will find a suitable place, hang the door sign, and then let you know."
Licking her paw gracefully, Ah Hua said obediently, "Okay."
Ah Huang nodded, then asked with some reluctance, "Boss, why don't we grab that little white dog as well? He's very stupid, and he'll do whatever you tell him to do. We'll be able to use him for things in the future."
"What's so good about dogs?" Ah Hua said disdainfully. "They only wag their tails at the people who feed them. If you let him into the sect, his master will know everything about our sect in a few days."
"That won't work. We have just established the Rat Sect and cannot let outsiders know about it."
Song Shu wanted to accomplish something great before letting Qin Mian know about it, so he couldn't let Qin Mian see Shu in such a miserable state.
"The little white dog cannot be taken in for the time being," Song Shu said coldly, "Until he becomes famous, we in the Rat Sect will not allow dogs to enter the sect."
Ah Huang curled his lips and said weakly, "Okay."
Ah Hua covered her lips and smiled like a cat.
What she hated most was dogs. There was a four-eyed golden-coated dog raised by a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect. Every time it saw Ah Hua, it would lick her wildly, leaving Ah Hua with a stinky dog smell all over her body.
"Ahua! Why are you climbing up the tree? Come down quickly."
A nun with braided hair stood under a tree. She reached out to Ah Hua and said softly, "Come back soon. I bought you a new necklace. It's really beautiful."
The female cultivator was Ah Hua's master. She turned around and said to Song Shu and Ah Huang, "I'm leaving now. Sect Master, Elder Ah Huang, next time you need to find me, knock three times on the white wall next to you."
Song Shu nodded his chin lightly, put his paws behind his back, and said seriously, "Elder Ah Hua, take care."
After Ah Hua left, Song Shu and Ah Huang walked around Xiaoyao Gate, looking for a good location to mark their territory. They found many places, but Song Shu always felt unsatisfied.
It was not until the evening that Song Shu said, "I'm going back now, Ah Huang. Let's look for him again tomorrow."
Ah Huang nodded. He had been running all afternoon and was exhausted. He waved his paw at Song Shu and said, "Boss, see you tomorrow."
Song Shu also waved his claws at him, "See you tomorrow."
Turning around, Song Shu found a white figure not far away, staring at his direction intently, and he didn't know how long it had been staring.
"Gu!"
Qin Mian!
Running wildly with four paws, his two ears were blown backwards by the wind. Song Shu jumped and landed in Qin Mian's arms. His claws tugged at Qin Mian's long sleeves. Song Shu said happily:
"Coo."
The mouse is tired.
Qin Mian serves as the rat's mount.
~
One hand was rubbing the little squirrel's back. Seeing Song Shu lying on his arm in comfort, Qin Mian frowned slightly.
I don't know what the little squirrel does outside every day, running around with Ah Huang all day long. It's undeniable that Qin Mian felt a little sad when he saw Song Shu and Ah Huang running side by side just now.
It was obvious that the little squirrel was only close to him before. It had only been a short time since it transformed into a human form, but it was already so close to Huang Changtiaozi. If this continued, who knew if Song Shu would abandon him one day and simply go out to "wander around the world" with Ah Huang?
Qin Mian silently brought Song Shu back to the cave, put him on the stone table, then turned around and walked towards the stone bed without saying a word.
"Gu?"
What's wrong with Qin Mian? Why is he throwing a tantrum at the rat?
Unable to understand why Qin Mian didn't talk to him, Song Shu jumped from the table to the ground, transformed into a human form and ran towards the stone bed.
Seeing Qin Mian closing his eyes, Song Shu bent down and poked his face, saying unhappily, "Who made you angry? I'll help you get revenge!"
Qin Mian half-closed his eyes and looked at Song Shu, pursed his lips and refused to speak, but the disappointment revealed between his eyebrows was clearly seen by Song Shu.
"If you have something to say, just say it. Why keep it in your heart?"
Unable to bear Qin Mian's melancholy look, Song Shu pressed his shoulder, his eyes almost filled with anger. "Did your master give you a hard time?"
Shu knew that Qin Mian’s master was not a good person.
Although he gave Rat loquat, he made Qin Mian drink headache-inducing wine when they first met. The old bastard said that a master should love his disciples, so why did Qin Mian's master bully his disciples?
Bad Master!
Rat hit him!
Seeing Song Shu angrily about to go out to settle the score with Xuan Hua, Qin Mian's expression changed slightly. He pulled his wrist and said in a low voice, "It has nothing to do with Master."
It’s not Master Qin Mian’s fault.
Song Shu frowned and asked again, "Could it be your junior fellow apprentice? He doesn't look good to me. Did he bully you?"
Ling You is handsome, but he often treats people with impatience. In addition, Song Shu did not have a good impression of him when they first met, so she subconsciously thought that Ling You was a bad person.
"It's none of Second Junior Brother's business."
Seeing that the stupid squirrel couldn't guess the answer no matter how much he tried, Qin Mian calmly reminded him, "You've been missing since the last few days. What were you doing with Ah Huang?"
Rats and weasels...
Blinking, Song Shu said guiltily, "I didn't do anything. The weather has been nice recently, so Ah Huang and I ran around and enjoyed the breeze."
Shu couldn't tell Qin Mian that he had established a new sect.
Song Shu would not lie. Qin Mian could tell at a glance that he was not telling the truth. His handsome face darkened slightly. Qin Mian was really angry at this moment.
But this anger was unreasonable.
The little squirrel was not his pet. When he left the thatched hut, he had promised to take good care of the little squirrel. How could he restrict Song Shu's freedom?
The more I think about it, the more aggrieved I feel, but I just can't find a reason to get angry.
The cave was silent for a moment. Qin Mian released Song Shu's wrist and pretended to close his eyes and meditate. "I've put some fresh spiritual fruits on the table. Eat them yourself. I'm going to practice."
Song Shu:?
"You haven't told me why you're unhappy!"
Completely unaware of the reason for Qin Mian's anger, Song Shu continued to ask, "Qin Mian, what's wrong with you?"
Song Shu had never seen Qin Mian angry before, and he was a little overwhelmed for a moment. He had no experience in coaxing people, and it had always been Qin Mian who coaxed him.
Pulling Qin Mian's eyelids open, Song Shu twitched his lips, revealing a dry smile, and said in a soft voice, "You make me worry like this. If there is anything, let's solve it together."
Although the smile on his face was fake, Qin Mian could see the worry in Song Shu's eyes.
Sighing slightly, he brushed Song Shu's hand away, his expression gradually softening as he coaxed her softly, "I'm fine. I just reached a bottleneck in my cultivation recently, and I couldn't help but feel irritated, so I took my anger out on you just now."
"I see."
Song Shu suddenly realized, patted Qin Mian on the shoulder, and advised seriously: "Practice is a process of tempering, don't worry, you may break through one day."
After a short pause, he angrily said, "I won't bother with you about my anger. Just focus on your cultivation."
The rat is going to eat the spiritual fruit.
In Song Shu's opinion, encountering a bottleneck in cultivation was not a big deal, and cultivation could only be comprehended by oneself, and he could not help much, so he simply didn't bother to pay attention to Qin Mian and let him comprehend it on his own.
Seeing the little squirrel happily chewing the spiritual fruit, Qin Mian was speechless for a moment, but then he curled his lips and comforted himself:
It's good enough that the little thing is willing to coax him, and doesn't care about him taking his anger out on her.
That's all.
It's time to be content.
However, Qin Mian's contentment became less so when he found out the next day that Ah Huang was still waiting outside the cave at the appointed time, and Song Shu decisively abandoned him and ran towards Ah Huang.
Qin Mian looked at Song Shu's running figure with resentment. Just as he was hesitating whether to chase after him, Bai Quan suddenly came and reported: "Brother Qin Mian, our master wants you to come to our house for a gathering."
Bai Quan’s master is the owner of Huang Changtiaozi, Xuanxu.
Retracting his gaze, Qin Mian helplessly watched the squirrel's nimble figure disappear from his sight. He nodded his chin and said softly, "I understand."
A squirrel and a weasel ran side by side. The wind rustled, and Ah Huang's hissing sound echoed in Song Shu's ears:
"Boss, I suddenly remembered that there's a bamboo forest in the south, and there's an abandoned pavilion in the bamboo forest. I used to go there to cool off in the summer."
"Why don't we use the pavilion as our sect for now? When the Rat Sect prospers, we can slowly expand the sect's territory."
Song Shu thought about it and felt that what Ah Huang said made some sense.
"Okay, take me there."
First choose a place to stay temporarily, and when the mouse has more doors, it will find a way to find a bigger place.
The bamboo forest that Ah Huang was talking about was very large. When the wind blew, the dark green bamboo leaves floated all over the ground, and the dead branches were scattered on the ground, making a slight crisp sound when stepped on.
There was indeed a pavilion deep in the bamboo forest. In the middle of the pavilion stood a stone table. On all four sides of the table stood stone benches, all covered with dust. It looked as if no one had been there for a long time.
Song Shu looked around and thought this place was pretty good.
This place is remote, and the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect will not enter at will, so there is no chance to spy on his "grand plan" to build Shu Sect. Besides, it is not long before summer, so it is nice to cool off here.
As for whether it would be cold in winter, Song Shu felt that was something to consider in winter.
"good."
Raising a paw and patting Ah Huang's shoulder, Song Shu said with relief: "Ah Huang, you've found a good place. I'll go find a board and write the name of our sect on it. From now on, this place will belong to our Rat Sect!"
The boss praised him.
Although Ah Huang felt that he shouldn't care, he couldn't help but clench his fist happily and shouted: "The Rat Clan is awesome!"
Seeing Ah Huang so lost for words, Song Shu opened his mouth, then closed it again. Never mind. Even a weasel couldn't read. He was lucky enough to be able to say "powerful." He couldn't expect him to utter any profound phrases.
The pavilion was very dusty, so Song Shu used the cleaning skills he had learned to clean the ashes on it. Then he looked around for a piece of board suitable for the door. Finally, he ran back to the cave and searched for a long time, but still couldn't find the pen.
Finally, he went to Bai Feng and Bai Yue to borrow a brush and wrote the word "Shu Men" on the board stroke by stroke. He was not very skilled in using the brush, and the handwriting was not very beautiful, even a little crooked. Fortunately, the weasel next to him was illiterate and could not tell whether Song Shu's handwriting was good or not.
After the door sign was hung, he clapped his hands foolishly and said, "The boss's handwriting is quite majestic and domineering."
Isn’t it majestic? The bigger the wooden board is, the bigger Song Shu’s words are.
Even someone as confident as Song Shu blushed for a moment when he heard Ah Huang's praise. He cleared his throat twice and said calmly, "Not bad. I'll practice more and I'll be able to write better in the future."
After finding a satisfactory piece of land, Song Shu and Ah Huang separated early. They agreed to tell Ah Hua the location of the "Rat Gate" tomorrow and see if they could recruit some more disciples.
After returning the brush to Bai Feng and Bai Yue, Song Shu ran towards the cave, thinking that it was time to ask Qin Mian for a storage ring.
The mouse couldn't even find a pen. It was not convenient at all without a storage ring!
In fact, Song Shu had been coveting Qin Mian's ring for a long time. When he was still a little squirrel, he couldn't open Qin Mian's ring, and he didn't know if he could open it now that he could become a human.
Rat wants it!
When Song Shu returned to the cave, Qin Mian had not come back yet. He waited for a while before hearing a regular sound of footsteps coming from outside the cave.
"Qin Mian!"
Standing up from the rattan chair, Song Shu excitedly rushed towards Qin Mian.
After catching the man in his arms, Qin Mian helped Song Shu stand still. He looked at the sweat on his face and wiped it with a handkerchief while humming and saying, "Did you have fun going out today? Why are you back before the evening hour?"
"Hehe, happy."
With his eyes shining, Song Shu grabbed Qin Mian's hand that was wiping his sweat and said bluntly, "Qin Mian, I want a storage ring."
"Storage ring?"
Raising one eyebrow, Qin Mian asked him with a half-smile, "What do you want the storage ring for? Do you plan to run away with your belongings in the future?"
The little squirrel always travels empty-handed, so Qin Mian doesn't think it's necessary for him to bring a storage ring.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Song Shu frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "You put everything in the storage ring. When I came back today, I couldn't even find a pen."
With his chest puffed out, Song Shu confidently extended his right hand to Qin Mian: "I want a storage ring too. What should I do if one day I want something and you are not in the cave?"
He didn't know whether he was relieved or sad that the little squirrel was using him as a storage space. Glancing at Song Shu, Qin Mian said calmly, "Then you can always stay with me. You won't have to worry about not finding the things you need."
"How can that be possible!"
Song Shu was dissatisfied. Shu was the head of a family and had a lot of things to do. How could he always follow Qin Mian?
Seeing that Qin Mian was unmoved, Song Shu crossed his arms, sat on the rattan chair and began to sulk.
Qin Mian has changed and is reluctant to even give his storage ring to Shu.
Seeing the little squirrel angry, Qin Mian's heart began to soften again, but when he thought of Song Shu's back as he left him and Ah Huang, his heart, which had just softened, began to feel bitter again.
After a while, he whispered, "I understand. I'll give you a storage ring tomorrow."
Promised!
"That's right."
Song Shu stood up and turned around happily, then hugged Qin Mian's arm again and said cheerfully, "Qin Mian, you are really the best person in the world."
Qin Mian is nice to Shu, and Shu likes Qin Mian.
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The author has something to say: Song Shu: Shu is very ambitious, and he will protect Qin Mian from now on!
Qin Mian: I really hope that the Squirrel King will take good care of me in the future.
The little squirrel held his chin and wagged his tail: The mouse wants to drink some nutrient solution [lop-eared rabbit head]
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