Asking About Longevity

Chapter 49 Sunset

In the evening, Mo Hua went home first and asked his mother to make something to eat, including two bowls of hot noodles, some soy sauce beef, refreshing pickles, a few plates of snacks and a few pots of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

 After that, I put all the food in the food box, put it in the 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 upright.

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

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

Mo Hua said: "How come Mr. Zhuang doesn't know why you are here? If he doesn't want to see you, he won't see you. It will be in vain to wait any longer."

Bigu Pill is one of the elixirs refined by alchemists. It is refined and condensed into elixirs using some common ingredients and fresh-keeping medicines. It is easy to store and can satisfy hunger and replenish blood. It is a must-have for monks traveling long distances or in long-term retreat. It is one of the elixirs, but if consumed for a long time, it will damage the blood of the monks.

If Mr. Zhuang didn't want to see them, he wouldn't be able to see them even if they were reduced to withered bones here.

 He is quite handsome and looks quite smart, but he is a bit too stubborn. Mo Hua secretly slandered.

 The boy's eyes widened, "Can you eat the meat of monsters?!"

“Isn’t it said that eating the flesh of monsters will ruin your blood and lose your mind?”

 The **** one side didn't say anything, but her eyes didn't mean to retreat at all.

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

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

However, on the surface, the ink painting still pretends to be calm and relaxed. Mr. Zhuang said:

“This is a first-class pure heart pendant. Wear it with you to focus your mind during practice. It is not expensive. I give it to you to express my gratitude.”

"This is the meat of the wild bull demon. It eats vegetation and will not spoil the monk's health. The meat of those demon beasts that eat both meat and humans cannot be eaten."

 Crispy and sweet.

The veiled woman said: "We understand my friend's wishes, but we must see Mr. Zhuang during this trip, otherwise we will not go back."

"You are staying here to see Mr. Zhuang, but no matter how long you stay here, you will never 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 seen Mr. Zhuang, she had heard about his behavior and knew that what the young man in front of her said was probably right.

 By learning the formation from Mr. Zhuang, I have already accepted Mr. Zhuang's affection. I cannot exchange Mr. Zhuang's face for benefits.

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

Mo Hua was also very happy, squinting and smiling:

 “Well, my mother’s food is the most delicious!”

Mo Huaxin said that you brought two children of enlightenment age to visit your husband. If not to become a disciple, what else could it be for?

If you were just visiting an old friend, you wouldn’t stay here for seven days.

“Young Master and Miss, please have something to eat first. Since Mr. Zhuang doesn’t want to see us, it’s natural that the time has not come yet. We will pay him a visit on another day.”

“I would like to ask you to inform me that an old friend is visiting me. If I have something important to discuss, I must ask Mr. Zhuang to meet him.”

 The boy frowned and said nothing.

Mo Hua rolled his eyes at him, "Didn't you eat it..."

Mo Hua saw that she was slightly shaken, and continued: "People who practice Taoism rely on chance in everything. Mr. Zhuang doesn't see you because the fate has not arrived. Since the fate has not arrived, no matter how you persist, it will be counterproductive."

 “I have Bigu Pill.”

 “Then what do you eat?”

The boy looked at the meat in his hand and was 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 the meat became more and more delicious as he ate it, and he couldn't stop eating...

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

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

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

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

Although Mo Hua wants it a little bit, he also knows that he can't have it.

The sound is clear and melodious. According to the legend, the heavenly beings playing the harp and playing fairy music are probably nothing more than that.

 One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety

 The little girl lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes covering her eyes, making it difficult to tell what she was thinking. After a while, he raised his head, looked at the ink paintings and praised: "It's delicious."

“Besides snacks, there are many delicious things.” Mo Hua nodded.

“My mother made it herself, it’s delicious!” Mo Hua said proudly.

 “Would you like something to eat?”

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 spiritual stones in it.

The ink painting has a rare and strange expression.

“Eating too much Bigu Pill will hurt your health,” Mo Hua said.

At this time, the sunset looks like splashing ink, and the mountain scenery is picturesque.

Aunt Xue looked at the ink painting blankly. Just as the ink painting was about to go away, the little girl suddenly spoke, with a clear and pleasant voice:

"May I have your name?"

 “Hmph,” the boy snorted, “Don’t worry about it.”

 The taste of Bigu Dan is not good, and if you eat too much, you will inevitably feel uncomfortable. The color, smell and taste are not comparable to the wine, meat and snacks in the Mo Hua food box.

The woman was still a little hesitant, "Madam has told me to take the young master and young lady to see Mr. Zhuang, and now she is leaving..."

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

"If you really want to give, just give me some food money. Five spiritual stones will be enough."

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

"If you have to wait ten or eight years, delay your practice, stay awake, and have bad blood, even if you meet Mr. Zhuang and become a disciple of Mr. Zhuang, your foundation will be damaged and it will be difficult to see the great road. What's the point of this?" Mo Hua asked rhetorically. road.

 The woman couldn't help but ask: "Then when will I have the chance to meet Mr.?"

The boy took a bite of the spicy beef. There was a strange smell in his mouth at first, and then the aroma spread after chewing. He couldn't help but ask: "What kind of meat is this?"

Mo Hua said: "This depends on the mood of the gentleman. You come to visit the gentleman on a sunny day. You don't need to stay longer. All you need to do is salute in front of the door. If the door is open, it means that the gentleman wants to see you. But if the distant door is closed, it means that the fate has not arrived and the master does not want to see you, so you can just leave on your own."

She has watched her two children grow up. Even if she cannot accept Mr. Zhuang as her teacher and violates the madam's instructions, she will go to the madam to receive the punishment, but she will never bear to let the young master and the young lady suffer.

A few people finished eating, and before leaving, Aunt Xue took out a jade pendant with a shining light and handed it to Mo Hua:

The girl was okay, but the boy couldn't stand immediately. Although he pretended to be calm, his eyes couldn't help but look into the food box.

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

Although Aunt Xue is not expensive, looking at the flowing light on it, it is just ordinary. For a casual practitioner like Mo Hua, it is even more valuable.

 What’s more, the young boy in front of me is right. If he takes Bigu Pills every day without sleep, and then suffers from the cold and heat in the mountains, which damages his foundation and affects his subsequent practice, nothing can make up for it.     "Then thank you very much, little friend."

Of course, there is another reason why casual practitioners do not take Bigu Pills. Bigu Pills are not cheap. It is not cost-effective to use Bigu Pills to satisfy hunger.

 The two children also thanked Mo Hua.

 “Meat of monsters.”

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

 The veiled woman saw that the young master and young lady's faces were as white as the paper, and their lips were not even **** at all. She felt soft when she thought that the two children had been pampered and well-off, and had never been so hungry and haggard.

 The reason why they are so polite to him is actually because of Mr. Zhuang's face. If not, they probably wouldn't even say a word to him due to the disparity in status.

Mo Hua asked curiously: "If Mr. Zhuang never sees you, will you really keep waiting? Will you have to wait for ten years or a hundred years?"

Then he took out the noodles and various snacks from the food box and ate them. Although he was very hungry, he still behaved dignifiedly with each piece of chopsticks he ate. At first glance, he was a child of a well-educated family.

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

"I said, everything is as expected by Mr. Zhuang. You can go back. Mr. Zhuang will naturally see you when he wants to see you."

Standing in the mountains in the gorgeous rays of the sun, the ink painting seems to be standing in a painting of beautiful mountain scenery.

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

I hope you all have time to read it. If you read it enough, I can put it on the shelves as soon as possible and I can update more~(=^_^=)

 (End of this chapter)