I am very tired, I don’t want to love or work anymore.
Seeing the last piece of material exploded, Yao Ranran pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
"Fellow Daoist Yao... I still have a spiritual plant in my hand..."
"No need."
Yao Ranran shook her head, her hands hanging in her sleeves, her skirt was as soft as flowers, and she turned to look at Old Man Yang.
"Grandpa Yang, is the sacrificial ceremony about to begin?"
Old Man Yang stroked his messy beard and stood up. His body was as stooped as a turtle's back. His dry and tight neck stretched forward, and the bones under the aging skin were visible to the naked eye.
He chuckled and said, "You remember clearly that at this time, the sacrificial ceremony will begin soon."
Mu Jialing stood up with him, his indifferent eyes quickly glanced at the small door of the backyard, and appeared in a swaying bird skirt. Yu Zhenyan walked over with broken steps, and shook her head at him imperceptibly.
A flash of disappointment flashed in Mu Jialing's eyes.
Things were far more difficult than he had guessed.
"I have agreed with Master Yan that we will attend the sacrificial ceremony. We are not in a hurry to learn alchemy right now. Do you want to attend the sacrificial ceremony?" Yao Ranran wiped the black ash on her face and asked them.
"The young monk will attend together with Fairy Ran Ran." Mu Jialing responded immediately.
Yu Zhenyan followed closely, "Of course, I will go too!"
"No, not now..." Pei Xianqiao said anxiously, trying to stop them from leaving.
The three of them looked at her in surprise.
Pei Xianqiao suddenly panicked and turned to Mu Jialing with helpless eyes. But she felt something was wrong. She stared at Yao Ranran and said nervously: "You finally got the feel of the alchemy. This is the best time to make alchemy. If you give up halfway, what will you do in the future?" It’s even more difficult to make a pill!”
Feel?
Is there anything else to say?
Yao Ranran lowered her head in confusion and looked at her dark hands, feeling that they were getting clumsy...
The moment she lowered her head, Pei Xianqiao glanced at Mu Jialing for help.
Somehow, when Mu Jialing met these eyes, his first reaction was to cover for her and find an excuse to stay here.
But when Yao slowly raised her head, her clear and elegant eyes seemed to be full of light, which suddenly hit his heart.
At this moment, Mu Jialing was in a daze, as if the Buddhist bells were ringing in his ears, bringing him back to his senses.
He gradually saw the faces of the people in front of him clearly, saw the subtle changes in the woman's expression, and knew that he should not go against what he had just said. He wanted to leave here and participate in the sacrificial ceremony.
Mu Jialing looked away, his eyes cold and compassionate, his expression as indifferent as the Buddha statue in the palace, twisting the beads in one hand, and whispering Buddhist scriptures in a low voice with his thin lips.
Yao Ranran said: "Fellow Daoist Pei, I don't think it feels very good... maybe it's still far from enough. Let's attend the sacrificial ceremony first."
Pei Xianqiao glanced at the indifferent Mu Jialing with the corner of his eye, and pulled Yao Ranran anxiously, "You can't leave. The alchemy skills are not always available. Fellow Taoist Yao, don't you want to be an alchemist?"
"I don't want to." Yao Ranran blurted out the answer without a moment's hesitation.
Pei Xianqiao and Yu Zhenyan were stunned for a while.
"You don't want to be an alchemist, why are you learning alchemy here?" Yu Zhenyan couldn't understand her thoughts. Is this woman pretending again?
Yao Ranran spread her hands, "I'm here waiting for the sacrifice ceremony to start. It's too boring. Grandpa Yang said on a whim that he wanted to teach me how to make alchemy, so I made it."
The conversation turned to Old Man Yang. He shrank his eyes guiltily, not daring to look directly at Pei Xianqiao. He smiled awkwardly, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the backyard with a rickety body:
"Hey, are the jars of sauerkraut I made a few days ago ready? Come over and have a look!"
Old Man Yang ran away with a smile, leaving the three of them behind.
I wanted to teach people how to make alchemy on a whim, but unexpectedly I met a 'wizard' in alchemy who couldn't teach him no matter how hard I tried. But now I became interested in alchemy and dragged him away. Fortunately, I met a sixth-grade man in the end.
The alchemist came to your door and took over this hot potato.
Otherwise, he would have been pissed to death!
Pei Xianqiao was stunned in place. It turned out that it was not Yao Ranran who wanted to learn alchemy, but Old Man Yang who took the initiative to teach her alchemy...
Looking at this situation, it is obvious that Old Man Yang discovered that Yao Ranran's alchemy skills were extremely poor, so he left her to him to torture his soul...
Pei Xianqiao was angry and helpless.
Yao Ranran seemed to have guessed that Pei Xianqiao didn't want to leave at this moment, and asked tentatively: "Fellow Daoist Pei, do you want me to stay at Grandpa Yang's house for a while?"
Pei Xianqiao nodded subconsciously, and then added: "I want to teach you how to make alchemy!"
"That's it..." I believe you!
Yao Ranran suddenly became angry.
At this moment, she finally understood why her alchemy furnace exploded every time.
It turned out that this person didn't teach her at all. She just wanted to delay time and stay at Grandpa Yang's house for a while!
From this point of view, there must be some kind of problem with the alchemy method she gave her.
Sure enough, I can't be an idiot in alchemy!
Yao Ranran wanted to understand this, and suddenly she felt that the clouds and mist accumulated in her heart dissipated, and the sunshine of hope bathed her whole body. She felt comfortable all over, and the corners of her mouth could not stop rising.
"I appreciate Fellow Daoist Pei's kindness. Don't worry, I won't be unable to make the elixir!"
With confidence, she took more solid steps.
"Buddha, fellow Taoist Yu, let's go!"
She holds her head high, is full of confidence, and takes small steps to be proud!
Yu Zhenyan looked at her strangely, swallowed a bunch of words back in her stomach, and kept thinking silently in her heart, wait until she gets out!
Mu Jialing did not squint his eyes, twisted his beads and left.
After Mu Jialing left with her last hope, Pei Xianqiao bit her lower lip and peeked at the small door to the backyard.
It was empty except for a clay pot on the left side of the threshold. She couldn't help but quietly took a step forward.
"ah!"
A pair of slender eyes suddenly opened on the ordinary earthenware jar and bottle, with the ends of the eyes raised high, and their eyes looked at her with compassion and compassion.
Pei Xianqiao was startled and couldn't help but scream in a low voice.
Yao Ranran and the other three had already walked far away and did not hear her voice.
"What's wrong with our distinguished guest?" Elder Yang held the earthenware jar in one hand and held the statue of Mingzhi Buddha in the other. He stood at the small door of the backyard and looked at her with a smile.
Pei Xianqiao shrank back, "No, it's nothing, Grandpa Yang, I'm going to attend the sacrifice ceremony!"
Pei Xianqiao lowered her head, missed Old Man Yang's gaze, and walked away slowly with her dress in hand.
"Oh, your guest is fine." Old Yang's faint voice came from behind.
Pei Xianqiao buried her head and left calmly.
The moment she walked out of the courtyard and breathed the outside air, she thought of the scene she had just seen.
Old Man Yang clearly hung upside down from the small door. His movements were weird like a lizard, he pulled out the eyes on the earthenware jar, and he was holding the little man on the jar and talking to her!
A chill slowly rose from behind, cooling down my spine, like a centipede climbing up my spine.
Pei Xianqiao's eyes were frightened, and she quickly ran away with her dress in hand.
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