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    The next morning, Luo Yuanqiu put on his cotton robe, folded the precious brocade quilt, smoothed the wrinkles, and reluctantly put it into a standing cabinet.  Before leaving, she opened the cupboard door again, touched the soft quilt, looked at her thoughtfully, and murmured sleepily: "I'll see you again in the evening."

    "It's a pity that the quilt can't talk, otherwise I would have to sing goodbye to her."

    Luo Yuanqiu went out. The north wind was howling outside the house, and the ground was white with frost. Although it was no longer snowing, it was just colder than yesterday.  Luo Yuanqiu walked to the well next to the willow tree on the alley to fetch a few buckets of water. He saw the scholar next door hurriedly going out.

    The two of them stood by the door and talked for a long time. Luo Yuanqiu had a good ear. Hearing the words "kiss" and "good wife" several times, his teeth felt sore and numb, and his hairs stood up.  After the scholar left, Sister Liu next door called her son to go out to fetch water. Seeing the appearance of the scholar's wife, she made some jokes.  When her seven-year-old child was naughty, he jumped like a pony, with a slingshot hanging from his waist. He stood in front of Luo Yuanqiu, with the corner of his mouth slanted and his nostrils pointing upward, and he said with dignity: "Have you used it yet?"  , Okay, hurry up and let me go, I¡¯m going to use it now!¡±

    He wore pigtails and a boy's bun, except for a piece of hair on his head, which looked like a winter melon cap.

    Luo Yuanqiu wanted to laugh when he saw him. He handed him the bucket in his hand and said, "I've finished using it, and here it is for you."

    The boy bit his finger and stared at her face while taking the bucket from her hand.  The bucket had just been immersed in water and was heavy. He was distracted and lost his grip. The bucket fell heavily to the ground, causing him to scream in surprise.  Sister Liu on the side heard this and hurried over, pinched his face and scolded him: "I told you to learn to fetch water, but you poured it well and even smashed the bucket! I know how to be stubborn all day long, wait for your father to come back and get rid of him."  Off your skin!"

    Turning around and seeing Luo Yuanqiu, she smiled sheepishly and said, "Miss Luo, my son is naughty. I will teach him a lesson when his father comes back. I can't control him anymore."

    Luo Yuanqiu smiled and said: "This bucket is a bit heavy. Others are small and weak, so it doesn't matter if they can't lift it."

    Seeing them talking, the scholar lady said with concern: "Miss Luo, it's been cold recently. Your clothes are a little thin. You should wear more."

    Luo Yuanqiu nodded. The talented lady felt blessed, smiled at the two of them, and closed the courtyard door.

    Sister Liu had no time to care about her younger son who had run away, and said with her tongue: "This scholar is really lucky to marry such a good wife, who knows both cold and hot, and is also caring and virtuous."

    "Ah, by the way, Miss Luo, I would like to thank you for the recipe last time. My boss's wound has scabbed after eating it, and there has been no pus or bleeding."

    Sister Liu rubbed her hands and compared the length: "No one paid much attention to such a long injury at first. The head of the house even said it was a poisonous insect sting, and it would be cured by applying some tiger balm. Who would have thought that it would be swollen first, then  Then there was bleeding. I saw the doctor several times, took medicine and drank it, but it couldn't be cured. In the end, it was difficult to get off the ground! If the girl hadn't said it could be cured, his job at the post station would have been lost long ago! Miss Luo, I  I really don¡¯t know how to thank you!¡±

    Luo Yuanqiu nodded again, without telling her that it was actually a red scorpion that stung her husband.  Red scorpions are highly venomous, but their onset is slow, and it takes some time to detect them.  Behind the alley where they live is a wild forest with many dead branches and rotten leaves, which are most likely to gather. It rains continuously for months in summer, so it is not unusual to encounter it occasionally.

    In fact, the place where such poisonous substances live must be accompanied by detoxifying herbs. The grass grows outside Sister Liu's house. It is a small bush with a few small green fruits hanging on it, which is very inconspicuous.

    But she didn¡¯t say this, fearing that Sister Liu would find out and pull out the weeds, and then it would be really doomed.

    The more Luo Yuanqiu remained silent, the more Sister Liu felt that she had the air of an outsider. She recalled that when Luo Yuanqiu first moved in next door, she went to the house to inquire about her, and heard that she called herself "the leader of Hanshan Mountain".  ', and went back to have a good laugh with her husband.  To say that this girl's life is a symbol, I'm afraid there is something wrong with her brain.

    I am afraid that I have read too many legendary novels in Wendao Study Studio, and I am too poisoned.

    Now, Sister Liu is filled with regrets and wants to get closer to Luo Yuanqiu. She sends some home-grown cabbage and fresh eggs on weekdays, but Luo Yuanqiu doesn't accept any of them, which makes Sister Liu feel panicked and at a loss.

    "Miss Luo, I"

    Luo Yuanqiu suddenly reached out and grabbed something. Sister Liu was startled. When she opened her palm, she realized it was a stone.  The two of them looked up. On the not-so-thick willow tree, Sister Liu's youngest son was making a face. He took out a stone from his pocket, tightened the tendon on the slingshot, and shot it with all his strength.

    "Ouch! You kid, you are so naughty! Come down here quickly and put that thing away. What if you hurt someone?"

    &Guests, this man wears a flower crown on his head. He touched it with his dry fingers, pointed at the flower crown and said, "Look, my flower crown is broken from an ancient sacred tree. It has not decayed for thousands of years, and it will always look like this."

    As he spoke, he took off the corolla and waved it in the air. Luo Yuanqiu had never seen the flowers on the corolla before, and they were all like silk paper.  The man used the fire to burn it, but the flowers on the corolla did not change at all, and the onlookers were amazed.

    Luo Yuanqiu thought of the Yunxiao flower in his house and coveted the ancient divine flower that had remained unchanged for thousands of years in this man's hand.

    ¡°How dare you show off a mere trifle?¡±

    A lame old man on crutches came over and said proudly: "I can let people go to heaven, who among you dares?"

    Luo Yuanqiu was even more impressed, thinking that the master was indeed right.  There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people.  If you don't come out and see the world, how can you know that there are so many Dharma doors in this world?

    The old man had silver hair and an extraordinary bearing. He had a big gourd tied to his back.  He looked around and asked, "Why don't you answer? Are you unable to answer?"

    The man wearing the flower crown was unconvinced and said, "You can tell me about a trip to the sky."

    The old man said: "How about I pick someone at random among the crowd and send him to the sky to see him?"

    Luo Yuanqiu's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to step out of the queue to respond, he tripped over someone beside him. The old man grinned and pointed his finger at her.

    "Is it me?" she said, pointing to herself, with joy beyond words.

    The old man pointed his fingertips at the person beside her.

    The man muttered: "What are you going to heaven for? Master, I don't want to go to heaven."

    Luo Yuanqiu said quickly: "He doesn't want to go, but I am willing to go."

    The old man coughed lightly: "Girl, I don't have the fate to go to heaven today, so it's better to wait until next time."

    After saying that, he put the gourd on his back on the ground, pulled out a rope from the gourd, and asked the man to climb up.

    The man said in horror: "How to climb like this? Master, I'm afraid of heights and can't go!"

    The old man said impatiently: "Don't be wordy, just go as I'm told. This is your fate!"

    He turned the gourd in his hand and sprayed out snow-white smoke in all directions. Everyone covered their faces with their sleeves and coughed to avoid it.  After the white mist dissipated, the gourd rope was pulled straight, but the man disappeared.

    Luo Yuanqiu opened his eyes wide and looked at the distant sky.

    Will it go to heaven now?

    Luo Yuanqiu couldn't help but feel a little ashamed as there were thousands of magical methods that were constantly changing.

    The old man muttered something while walking around the gourd. His legs and feet were as nimble as a lame person.  After a while, he closed his hands and said solemnly: "God of the Eight Directions, come back quickly!"

    Suddenly a puff of green smoke came out of the gourd and enveloped the surroundings again. There was only a "plop" sound, and the man just now held his waist and screamed, got up from the ground, and saluted the old man with a trembling voice: "It's all because I don't know the old immortal.  I have no eyesight! Thank you, the old immortal, for sending me to the heavenly palace. Thank you, the old immortal!"

    Luo Yuanqiu looked envious, and felt that what she had learned was meager. Fortunately, she never showed it in front of others. How could her trivial skills compare with the mysterious Taoism? She had to be careful not to lose face.

    The green-robed official who called the roll seemed to be used to such miraculous things, and he was still busy calling his name, which made him even more unpredictable.

    After a while, he said again: "Hanshan Gate, Luo Yuanqiu." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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