Chapter 49 Sunset

In the evening, Mo Hua went back home and asked his mother to make some food, two bowls of hot noodles, some braised beef, fresh pickles, a few plates of snacks and a few pots of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

Then he put all the food into a food box, put it into a storage bag, and took it up the mountain.

On the mountainside, two children, a boy and a girl, and the woman wearing a veil were still standing straight.

Mo Hua walked up to them with a storage bag and said straight to the point:

"You disturbed Mr. Zhuang's peace, so you should go back. Mr. Zhuang doesn't want to see you."

The two children looked a little depressed when they heard this, and the veiled woman said:

"Please inform him and say that an old friend is visiting. There is something important to discuss. Mr. Zhuang must meet him."

Mo Hua said: "Mr. Zhuang must know why you are here. If he doesn't want to see him, he won't see him. It's useless to wait any longer."

The boy said firmly: "As long as I can see Mr. Zhuang, I will wait as long as it takes."

The girl on the side didn't say anything, but her eyes didn't show any sign of retreat.

Mo Hua asked curiously: "If Mr. Zhuang doesn't see you, will you really wait forever? Will you wait for ten or a hundred years?"

The boy stiffened his neck and didn't speak.

He looks handsome and smart, but a little too stubborn. Mo Hua secretly complained.

"What do you eat then?"

"I have the Bigu Pill."

"Taking too much Bigu Pill will hurt your body." Mo Hua said.

Bigu Pill is one of the pills made by the alchemist. It is made of some common ingredients and preserved drugs. It is easy to preserve and has the effect of filling the stomach and replenishing blood. It is one of the essential pills for cultivators who travel long distances or retreat for a long time. However, long-term consumption will damage the blood of the cultivators.

Of course, there is another reason why casual cultivators do not eat Bigu Pills, that is, Bigu Pills are not cheap, and it is not cost-effective to use Bigu Pills to fill their stomachs.

"Humph," the boy snorted, "Don't bother."

However, he still secretly looked at the veiled woman on the side.

The veiled woman said: "We appreciate your kindness, but we must see Mr. Zhuang on this trip, otherwise we will not go back."

"You stay here to see Mr. Zhuang, but no matter how long you stay here, you will not see Mr. Zhuang. With Mr. Zhuang's temperament, the longer you stay, the less he wants to see you." Mo Hua said.

The veiled woman hesitated for a moment. Although she had never met Mr. Zhuang, she had heard a little about his behavior and knew that what the young man in front of her said was probably right.

If Mr. Zhuang didn't want to see them, he wouldn't be able to see them even if he waited here until he became a dry bone.

Seeing that she was a little shaken, Mo Hua continued, "For people who practice Taoism, everything depends on chance. Mr. Zhuang doesn't see you because it's not the right time. Since it's not the right time, no matter how hard you try, it's counterproductive."

The woman couldn't help asking, "Then when will we have the chance to see you?"

Mo Hua said, "It depends on Mr. Zhuang's mood. You can visit him on a sunny day. You don't need to stay for long. Just bow in front of the door. If the door is open, it means Mr. Zhuang wants to see you. But if it's closed, it means it's not the right time. Mr. Zhuang doesn't want to see you. You can leave on your own."

The woman was still a little hesitant, "Madam has instructed that we must take the young master and the young lady to see Mr. Zhuang. Now we leave..."

"If you wait for ten or eight years, delaying your practice, staying up all night, and damaging your blood, even if you meet Mr. Zhuang and worship him as your teacher, your foundation will be damaged and it will be difficult to see the Tao. What's the point of this?" Mo Hua asked back.

The woman nodded, then frowned and said, "We didn't say we wanted to take Mr. Zhuang as our teacher. How did you know?"

Mo Hua thought to himself, you brought two children of enlightenment age to visit Mr. Zhuang. If it wasn't for taking him as your teacher, what else could it be for?

If it was just to visit an old friend, he wouldn't stay here for seven days.

But on the surface, Mo Hua still pretended to be calm and said to Mr. Zhuang:

"I said, everything is within Mr. Zhuang's expectations. You can go back. Mr. Zhuang will see you when he wants to."

After Mo Hua finished speaking, he felt that the time was almost right, so he opened the food box and the aroma floated out.

"Do you want to eat something?"

The girl was fine, but the boy couldn't stand it immediately. Although he pretended to be calm, he couldn't help looking into the food box.

The Bigu Pill didn't taste good, and it was inevitable that you would feel uncomfortable if you ate too much. The color, aroma and taste could not compare to the wine, meat and snacks in Mo Hua's food box.

The veiled woman saw that the young master and young lady were pale as paper and their lips were bloodless. Thinking that the two children had been pampered before, and had never been so hungry and haggard, her heart softened.

She watched the two children grow up. Even if she could not worship Mr. Zhuang as a teacher and violated the madam's instructions, she would go to the madam to accept the punishment, and she would never bear to let the young master and young lady suffer.

Besides, what the young boy said was right. If they took the fasting pills every day, did not sleep, and were affected by the cold and hot air in the mountains, their foundation would be damaged, affecting their future practice, and nothing could make up for it.

"Thank you very much, my friend."

The woman thanked Mo Hua, and then said to the two children:

"Young master and young lady, you should eat something first. Since Mr. Zhuang does not want to see us, it is naturally not the right time. We will visit him again on another day."

The two children also thanked Mo Hua.

Then he took out the noodles and snacks from the food box and started eating. Although he was hungry, he was still dignified with every bite. He looked like a well-educated child from a noble family.

The boy tasted the spicy beef. It tasted a bit strange at first, but the fragrance spread as he chewed. He couldn't help asking, "What kind of meat is this?"

"Monster meat."

The boy widened his eyes, "Can monster meat be eaten?!"

Mo Hua rolled his eyes at him, "You ate it, didn't you..."

"Didn't they say that eating monster meat would damage your blood and make you lose your mind?"

"This is the meat of a wild bull monster. It eats plants and trees, so it won't damage the blood of a monk. The meat of monsters that eat meat and people cannot be eaten."

Mo Hua looked surprised.

The boy looked at the meat in his hand, a little afraid, but he didn't want to be looked down upon by Mo Hua, so he ate a few more bites, and then found that this kind of meat became more and more delicious the more he ate it, and he couldn't stop eating it...

The girl next to him looked at the snacks in Mo Hua's food box, "This snack..."

"My mother made it herself, it's delicious!" Mo Hua said proudly.

"Will your mother... make snacks for you..."

"In addition to snacks, there are many delicious things." Mo Hua nodded.

A trace of envy appeared in the little girl's cold eyes, and then she picked up the snack on the plate, opened her lips and teeth slightly, and took a bite gently.

Crispy and sweet.

The little girl lowered her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes covered her eyes, and her thoughts could not be seen. After a while, she raised her head and looked at Mo Hua and praised: "It's delicious."

The voice was clear and beautiful, and the legendary heavenly people playing the piano and playing fairy music was probably just like this.

Mo Hua was also very happy, squinting his eyes and smiling:

"Well, my mother's cooking is the most delicious!"

After the group finished eating, before leaving, Aunt Xue took out a jade pendant with flowing light and handed it to Mo Hua:

"This is a first-grade Qingxin pendant. Wearing it with you can make your mind focused when practicing. It is not expensive. I give it to you as a token of gratitude."

Although Aunt Xue said it was not expensive, looking at the flowing light on it, it was just an ordinary item. For a casual cultivator like Mo Hua, it was even more valuable.

Although Mo Hua wanted it a little, he knew that he couldn't have it.

They were so polite to him, in fact, it was all for Mr. Zhuang's face. If not, with the disparity in status, they probably wouldn't say a word to him.

I followed Mr. Zhuang to learn the formation, which was already a favor from Mr. Zhuang. I couldn't use Mr. Zhuang's face to exchange for benefits.

Mo Hua declined politely. Aunt Xue wanted to give more, so Mo Hua said:

"If you really want to give, just give me some money for dinner. Five spirit stones will be enough."

Aunt Xue was stunned for a moment, as if she had never heard such a request before, but she still took out a storage bag with forty or fifty spirit stones in it.

Mo Hua only took out five from it, then returned the bag to Aunt Xue. Without waiting for Aunt Xue to say anything, she waved her little hand and went down the mountain with her storage bag.

Aunt Xue stared at Mo Hua in a daze. When she saw that Mo Hua was about to go far away, the little girl suddenly spoke in a clear and pleasant voice:

"What's your name?"

Although the voice was soft, Mo Hua still heard it.

Mo Hua turned around and said with a smile: "My name is Mo Hua."

At this time, the sunset glow was like ink splashing, and the scenery in the mountains was like a painting.

In the gorgeous glow, Mo Hua stood in the mountains, and it seemed like she was standing in a painting of splendid mountain scenery.

The name Mo Hua, along with the colorful clouds in the sky, remained in her sea of ​​consciousness.

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