In the evening, Steward Zhou came from Azure Dragon City to report that the Shaman would arrive in three days. He also said that the Shaman's ritual had been scheduled for half a year, and he didn't plan to take on another ritual in Lin City for the next half a year. Before Steward Zhou left in disappointment, the Venerable One suddenly asked for Third Miss's birth characters. After calculating with his fingers, he immediately changed his mind and said that he would visit Third Miss in three days to perform the ritual.
When the old lady heard this, her eyes flashed, but her face remained calm as she said,"En, Steward Zhou has worked hard. Qing Mei, give me a tip!”
"Thank you, Old Furen!" Steward Zhou bowed respectfully.
"I'll leave the preparations for the ritual three days later to Steward Zhou.”The old lady leaned back on the eight immortal chair and let Hong Zao massage her knees. The old lady had been suffering from cold legs for more than ten years. Whenever the weather changed, she would feel a dull pain. Sometimes, she would even break out in a cold sweat and could not sleep at night.
Steward Zhou saw that the old madam looked a little tired, so he retreated and prepared to have a good sleep. The next day, he would focus on the preparations for the Great Mage.
As usual, Ling 'er sat cross-legged on the bed to meditate and cultivate. As usual, she fell asleep in a daze. It wasn't time yet. Little Lian's task was to straighten Miss's sleeping position so that her back wouldn't ache the next day.
The spiritual energy gradually condensed under the moonlight, and the white spots of light became more and more dense. It was a thousand times denser than the first night Ling 'er came here. Ling 'er's body was surrounded by snow-white spiritual energy, like a huge cocoon. However, this spiritual energy was invisible to ordinary people. Only Refinement Stage cultivators could vaguely feel the flow of spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy entered Ling 'er's body and gradually gathered into a river of spiritual energy. It slowly flowed through her meridians and gradually gathered in her dantian. It was dense and slowly flowed into her meridians, circulating repeatedly. Ling 'er, who had thought that she had no talent for cultivation, had actually already unknowingly completed drawing the spirit into her body. She could completely enter the next step of cultivation.
At the same time, some spiritual energy that could not be absorbed by her meridians was discharged from her pores. A faint blue halo broke through the white cocoon of light and spread in the room. The chubby little dumpling and the beautiful and exquisite Fei-er sat cross-legged on the small box that Ling 'er had prepared for them, cultivating in the light blue spiritual qi. No one noticed that a small figure had crawled in through the window crack with difficulty. It sneakily approached Ling 'er, and then…
The next morning, Ling 'er woke up refreshed as usual. She stretched and sat on the bed in a daze. This was a habit she had brought from her previous life. She casually picked up the Heart Seal Sutra on the bedside table and flipped through it. She muttered,"What kind of lousy cultivation technique is this? I've been practicing it for half a month, but I don't feel anything at all? Am I really not talented at all? Sigh! Master Handsome, Ling 'er is getting further and further away from you! Little Dough, Fei 'er, good morning!"
She casually threw the Heart Sutra on the bed and raised her head to greet the two little elves who were sleeping on the beam, but she did not get a response like before.
"Two lazy bums!" Ling 'er looked at the spiritual energy fluctuation on the beam and scolded with a smile. He felt a little strange,[Why are the two little fellows, who usually go to the garden early to collect flower dew, suddenly sleeping in today?]
Ling 'er sat on the edge of the bed, wondering about the two little elves' abnormal behavior. Her feet hooked onto her shoes on the ground...
Suddenly, she felt a furry sensation on her feet. She was shocked and her hair stood on end. She looked down…
"Ah! Rats-there were rats! I'll stomp, stomp you to death, stomp you to death!" Ling 'er had never had a good impression of gray, dirty, and wretched creatures like rats. The first thing she did when she recognized the rat on her shoe was to scream and jump up. His second reaction was to destroy it! One of her feet was already wearing a shoe, and the other shoe was occupied by a mouse. She could only bare her small feet. She used the foot that was already wearing a shoe to stomp on the ground randomly. She stomped on the ground as if she would not stop until she stomped on the mouse.
Strangely enough, the little mouse that was woken up by her scream did not escape. It only dodged and fled in the gaps between her feet. It squeaked as if it was begging for mercy.
Ling 'er did not care about that. Rats were one of the four pests and could not be tolerated. Stomp, stomp…The little rat was not big, but its body was agile. Under her feet, which were as dense as rain, it successfully escaped again and again.
" Huff huff…" After half an hour, Ling 'er, who was so tired that she was panting heavily, lay on the edge of the bed. Her eyes were resentfully staring at the little mouse on the ground that was looking at her with its innocent little eyes.
Seeing Ling 'er looking at it, the little mouse seemed to be filled with intelligence. Its eyes became even more innocent, and its small face, which could not be seen clearly, was filled with grievance.
Grievance? Ling 'er sat on the ground and stared at the mouse. She must have seen wrongly. How could a mouse have an expression?
Hehe…Ling 'er is so stupid. She can't even deal with a little rat. Little Dough's unique silly voice came from the roof beam, mixed with snickers.
Ling 'er glared fiercely at the spot on the beam where Little Dough and the others were occupying, then continued to stare at the little mouse sitting on the ground and acting cute to her. She said fiercely,"I'll count to three, get out of here immediately. I don't welcome rats here!"
The little mouse's bean-like eyes flashed with a pleading light, but Ling 'er ignored it.""One…"
The little mouse was unwilling to be driven away. Last night, it had cultivated in the rich and pure spiritual energy for a night, which was equivalent to its cultivation for a year. If it could obtain her favor and cultivate by her side every day, it would be a matter of time before it transformed.
This little mouse, which had already gained sentience, silently made up its mind. No matter what the price was, it must stay by her side. The little fellow crossed its front paws in front of its chest and swung them up and down. In Ling 'er's eyes, it seemed to be begging for mercy.
"Begging for mercy won't do either. This lady hates rats the most. They're always hiding in the sewers, and who knows how many germs they carry on their bodies. Hurry, hurry!" Ling 'er waved her hand at it, putting on a face that said that there was no need to talk about it.
"Two…"
Ling 'er counted the second number. The little mouse's face seemed to twitch. It crawled under the bed with a pained expression and found a small brocade bag that was about the same size as it. It stretched its paw into it as if it was digging for something.
Ling 'er opened her eyes wide and watched its actions. She didn't particularly hate this little mouse that only had human expressions and seemed to be able to understand her words. Seeing that it was dragging out a dirty little bag, she curiously waited for its next move.
The little fellow took out an item from the brocade bag and handed it to Ling 'er. Ling 'er took a closer look. It turned out to be a pearl the size of a longan, shining with a lustrous luster.
Ah, this little fellow was really like a human, even bribing him. Let's see what it wanted to do? Ling 'er remained calm and said with a straight face,""You want to bribe me with a pearl? No, no, I hate rats the most. Hurry up and leave!”
Seeing that the pearl couldn't move Ling 'er, the dirty little mouse put the pearl on the ground and dug around in the brocade bag. He endured the pain and placed a ginseng that had already formed together with the pearl, pushing it in Ling' er's direction.
Ling 'er looked at the ginseng. It was at least a hundred years old. It would not be a problem to sell it for a few hundred taels of silver. In addition to that round pearl, it was worth at least a thousand taels. Where did this gray rat get all these good things? What surprised her the most was that the little mouse could actually take out a ginseng much bigger than the bag in the small bag that was already indistinguishable. Could it be…the legendary Universe Bag? It looked small on the outside, but it could hold many things inside?
She was getting more and more interested in this inconspicuous little mouse. She wanted to see what other good things it could take out.
Ling 'er kept a straight face and continued to shake her head with a disdainful expression. The little mouse was anxious. It used its little claws to take out items that it thought were treasures from the brocade bag one by one. There was a small sword that was flashing with green light, two yellowed talismans that were drawn with an unknown drawing, a medicinal herb that Ling 'er could not recognize, and two small stones that were flashing with spiritual energy...
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