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. I must ask Mr. Zhuang to meet him."

Mo Hua said: "Why did you come? Mr. Zhuang must know. 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."

"If you take too much Bigu Pill, it 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 store and has the effect of filling the stomach and replenishing blood. It is one of the essential pills for monks who travel long distances or retreat for a long time. However, long-term consumption will damage the blood of the monks.

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 the stomach.

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

But 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 be able to see Mr. Zhuang. With Mr. Zhuang's personality, 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 seen Mr. Zhuang, she had heard a little about his behavior and knew that what the young boy in front of her said might be right.

If Mr. Zhuang did not want to see them, he would not 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, "When will I 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 you were just visiting an old friend, you wouldn't have stayed here for seven days.

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

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

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.

What's more, what the young boy said was right. If he ate fasting pills every day, did not sleep, and was affected by the cold and hot air in the mountains, his foundation would be damaged, affecting his 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:

"Master and Miss, please eat something first. Mr. Zhuang doesn't want to see us, so it must be because the time has not come yet. We will visit him another day."

The two children also thanked Mo Hua.

Then they took out the noodles and snacks from the food box and started eating. Although they were starving, they were still dignified with every bite. They looked like children from a well-educated 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..."

"Isn't it said that eating monster meat will damage your blood and lose your mind?"

"This is the meat of the wild buffalo monster. It eats plants and trees, and won't damage the blood of the monks. The meat of those monsters that eat meat and people can't be eaten."

Mo Hua looked surprised.

The boy looked at the meat in his hand, a little afraid, but 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 fragrant, 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..."

"Besides snacks, there are many delicious foods." Mo Hua nodded.

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

Crisp and sweet.

The little girl lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes covering 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 pleasant, and the legendary heavenly people playing the piano and playing the 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 during cultivation. 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 not 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 sake. If not, with such a huge difference 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 of 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. Seeing 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 beautiful mountains.

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

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