Little Fairy Raiders Manual

Mu Qingzhou sat on the haystack, feeling a little dazed.

At the entrance of the cave, Yang Yi was cooking rice soup, adding some sun-dried fungi, and the rice smell was mixed with the smell of burnt firewood.

It was already bright outside the cave, and he didn't even know when Yang Yi fell asleep or woke up.

It can be seen how deeply he slept. If the enchantment propped up yesterday was not still there, he might really put the two of them in a dangerous place because of his sleep.

After Yang Yi finished cooking the rice soup, he found that Mu Qingzhou was still sitting there with a blank expression on his face.

"Qingzhou? Come and have some rice soup?" Yang Yi put the bowl in his hand on the ground in front of Mu Qingzhou, with a piece of white flour pancake on it, "Does Qingzhou want to stay here for a few more days, or is he planning to go somewhere else?" Woolen cloth?"

"...Last night..." Mu Qingzhou frowned tightly, holding back but didn't know how to speak.

Yang Yi thought he thought there was something indecent last night, so he quickly waved his hands: "No, no, Qingzhou slept very well yesterday, it can be said to be the best sleeping posture I have ever seen."

"I'm not talking about this..." Mu Qingzhou rubbed his brows and said, "Last night... I slept too deeply."

"That proves that Qingzhou, you slept well last night."

"No... If there is something close to here, I can't feel it, you... understand." Mu Qingzhou picked up the bowl in front of him, picked up the biscuit and took a bite, leaving a shallow crescent gap, "Although I don't feel so tired after waking up, it's too dangerous in a deep sleep."

Yang Yi fell silent when he heard the words, and didn't answer.

The two were speechless for a while, and finished breakfast in silence. Yang Yi packed up the dishes and chopsticks, washed them with the waterfall from the hole, and put them back in the Qiankun bag. Waiting for him to open his eyes.

After Mu Qingzhou finished adjusting his breath every day, Yang Yi's legs were numb.

"Qing Zhou, the exercises you mentioned last night... leave it to me!" Yang Yi said solemnly, "You're right, I can't rely on you all the time."

Mu Qingzhou was very calm, and motioned him to sit down in front of him: "Sit down now, I will read the exercises to you first, and then I will teach you how to practice the exercises."

The two sat facing each other. Mu Qingzhou's voice was calm, and he recited the exercises to Yang Yi word by word. Yang Yi tilted his head to listen, looking very serious.

It took Yang Yi a day to memorize the long and obscure exercise, but Mu Qingzhou did not continue to teach him how to use this exercise, but let Yang Yi understand it by himself first.

So Yang Yi could only recall the exercises he had memorized while cooking, which made today's dinner a little burnt.

Mu Qingzhou frowned, but still ate it mouthful.

"You don't need to be so anxious." Mu Qingzhou swallowed the last bite of the burnt porridge, and couldn't help but persuade, "You must not be impatient in your cultivation, you need to take it one step at a time."

Yang Yi wiped the water stains on the bowl again with a cloth towel, still remembering the exercises in his mind, when he heard Mu Qingzhou calling him, his hands shook and he almost smashed the bowl.

In a hurry to stabilize the bowl, Yang Yi sighed: "I just want...Qingzhou, you know that kind of mood, you have always been at the bottom, so you don't want to let go of any opportunity to climb up?"

Mu Qingzhou didn't make a sound, but Yang Yi continued to babble: "Qingzhou, you are so powerful, your practice must be very smooth. As for me, I started practicing with my master at the age of five and have been practicing Qi. I joined the teacher later than me. Everyone in the sect has built their foundations one after another, but I am still standing still, and I have been practicing for 13 years. I have also thought about whether I am really like what the master said... a rotten wood cannot be carved."

"...So Qingzhou, I really appreciate you giving me this opportunity. I want to grasp it well, even if... the hope is also slim."

Yang Yi was still immersed in the past, sighing to himself, but Mu Qingzhou was unmoved, with a calm face, and even interrupted Yang Yi's self-talk: "Show me your hand."

Yang Yi stretched out his hand subconsciously, and Mu Qingzhou put his finger on his pulse gate, closed his eyes, injected his own spiritual power into Yang Yi's body, and felt it carefully.

Yang Yi's meridians don't seem to be any different from other people's. They are neither incomplete nor blocked like Mu Qingzhou's spiritual qi. Only the meridian level of foundation-building spiritual power is flowing through the body, unpretentious.

Mu Qingzhou used spiritual power to walk around Yang Yi's body, but found no problem. After thinking about it, he could only attribute the problem to Yang Yi's cultivation method.

So he said to Yang Yi: "In addition to this set of exercises, you can meditate with me every day to improve your breath. This is how I usually practice."

Yang Yi naturally agreed.

One of the two fled, and the other was expelled. They had nowhere to go, so they stayed in the cave and devoted themselves to cultivation.

Yang Yi doesn't know the reason, but the speed of cultivation is extremely slow, but because of the slowness, the spiritual power in his body is solid. If he can break through this predicament sooner, he will be able to stand to a new height.

But this is just an assumption, if Yang Yi can't break through in his lifetime, then he can only do nothing for the rest of his life.

Yang Yi understood this, so he seized every opportunity to climb up, but Mu Qingzhou couldn't empathize with him, so he was very puzzled by Yang Yi's desperate attitude.

Other than that, the two get along very well.

They didn't know the outside time in the mountains, and the two didn't know how long they had stayed here. It wasn't until the food in Yang Yi's Qiankun bag was eaten that they realized that it was probably time to leave here.

"No wonder everyone wants to find a place to live in seclusion, away from the hustle and bustle of time disputes." Yang Yi sighed, standing by the lake, feeling a little bit reluctant, "If it wasn't for eating fish until I got tired of eating... I really don't want to leave."

Mu Qingzhou said: "It's just a place to rest temporarily."

Yang Yi helplessly spread his hands: "Qing Zhou, don't be so keen on throwing cold water on me."

"Go and lead the horse."

The horses bought earlier were raised by Mu Qingzhou in the forest with an enchantment circle, after all, Yang Yi bought them with money.

They found the horse, because Mu Qingzhou had never learned how to ride a horse, so the two of them just led the horse and walked along the path where the river came and went.

It wasn't until he stepped on the official road and looked at the passers-by that Yang Yi had the sense of sight of returning to the world.

"I'm not used to seeing so many people all of a sudden." Yang Yi laughed at himself, and then suggested to Mu Qingzhou, "There is no food in stock. Qingzhou, let's go to the city to replenish it?"

"Ah."

Going south along the official road, after walking for about half a day, you can see the nearest town, which is probably close to the official road. There are many people coming and going in the city, and it looks quite lively.

"Qingzhou, do you want to go together? Or should I help you find a place to rest and drink tea first?"

Mu Qingzhou shook his head: "There are many people, let's go together."

Yang Yi didn't object, so he took Mu Qingzhou to the market in the city, intending to buy some rice noodles.

He did a good job of calculating, one catty of rice and one catty of noodles, eating alternately, and the two of them basically walked in the mountains, so they could survive for a long time.

But after all the calculations, there is only one omission, they don't have enough money.

The waiter at the grain shop weighed the rice noodles and the sweet porridge ingredients that Mu Qingzhou was quite interested in, packed them up, quoted a price, and waited for Yang Yi to pay.

As a result, Yang Yi took out a few copper coins, and the two of them had been in the mountains for a while. Although they could wash with the lake water, they looked dusty and embarrassed after driving for half a day. The shop waiter waved his hand in distaste: "Go, go, where did the poor come from, don't buy it if you don't have money, it's a waste of time?!"

Yang Yi was very embarrassed: "That... I'm sorry, may I ask you to use the spiritual core as a mortgage?"

As he said that, he was about to take out the remaining spirit core in the Qiankun bag, but he heard Mu Qingzhou say quietly behind him: "I refined the last spirit stone yesterday to help you strengthen your meridians."

Yang Yi: "...hahaha, that's it."

The waiter in the shop waved away people even more disgustingly: "Let's go, let's go, we are a grain store here, not a charity, if you have no money, let's go."

Yang Yi's hand was still in the Qiankun bag, and suddenly touched a smooth and delicate object. He paused and remained silent for a long time, as if he had made up his mind.

He said to the waiter, "Please wait for me to get off." Then he turned to Mu Qingzhou, "Qingzhou is waiting for me here too, I'll be back soon."

Then he ran out in a hurry and disappeared into the crowd.

The shop waiter was still waiting to taunt a few words, but Mu Qingzhou remained expressionless. Even though the icy aura he had with him was gone, he still made the shop waiter swallow his words back, and went about his own business with his head down.

About half an incense stick later, Yang Yi ran back sweating profusely, went straight to the counter, and slapped a piece of silver in front of the waiter: "Here."

The shop clerk gave him a suspicious look, but if you have money, you are a customer. How he got the money in such a short period of time has nothing to do with him. It is his job to pay for the delivery.

Yang Yi put the rice noodle sweet porridge he bought earlier into the Qiankun bag, and bought two pieces of rice cakes from the stall in front of the grain shop, and shared one piece with Mu Qingzhou.

Rice cake is the most common sweet rice cake, it is sweet and soft after one bite.

Mu Qingzhou took small bites and quickly ate half of it. Then he suddenly remembered something and asked Yang Yi, "Where did you get the money?"

Yang Yi ate very quickly, and he ate it all in big mouthfuls, so he finished it quickly. Seeing that Mu Qingzhou liked it, he went to buy two more yuan, held it in his hand, and gave it to him after he finished eating: "I'll go to the pawn shop to pawn I bought a jade pendant."

Having stayed with Yang Yi for so long, Mu Qingzhou has never seen him wearing accessories, and now a jade pendant came out out of thin air, which could only be put in the Qiankun bag and kept properly.

Should be something very important.

"Without money, we can hunt monsters and gather herbs. Why do you bother?"

Yang Yi shook his head, and said, "There are no monsters here. As for herbs... I don't know them at all, so it's easiest to treat them as things."

Seeing Mu Qingzhou still looking at him, Yang Yi pretended to be relaxed and said, "Qingzhou, don't be like this, it's just that the pawn is not sold, and you can redeem it if you have money in the future."

"..." Mu Qingzhou squeezed the rice cake in his hand, and suddenly felt that it didn't taste that good.