Blue, Red and White Dark Abyss Cauldron

The woman surnamed Jiang was very tall and strong, almost two heads taller than the other women, with a fierce look on her face, and looked much stronger than an ordinary man. If she hadn't been wearing women's clothes, you wouldn't have known she was a woman at all.

She strode to Chu Xiaomu, stretched out her big hand like a palm leaf fan, grabbed the front of his shirt, lifted him up with one hand, raised her other hand to hit him, and said fiercely: "How dare you bully our Xiaoying, don't you want to live?!"

Chu Xiaomu was frightened when he saw her lift him up effortlessly with one hand. Then he saw her raise her fist to hit him, so he quickly stretched out his hand to block it and shouted, "Is this how you treat guests from outside? Do you have any sense of reason?!"

The other women all burst into laughter. The woman surnamed Jiang just wanted to scare him, so she laughed and gently pushed Chu Xiaomu about ten feet away.

Xiaoying turned around and made a frightening face at Chu Xiaomu.

Chu Xiaomu realized that these people seemed harsh but were actually just pretending to scare him, so he gradually lost his fear.

Suddenly, a very soft and beautiful voice said, "Xiaoxuan, Xiaoying, bring him here. I will ask him."

The two girls turned a corner and brought him to a larger colorful house.

Chu Xiaomu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw a very beautiful woman sitting on a rattan chair in front of the colorful house, as if a graceful and holy flower had bloomed there.

The woman was about 27 or 28 years old. She was wearing an elegant white satin dress, a silk collar and embroidered belt, and jade pendants. Her black hair was like a waterfall, gently falling to her waist. Her forehead was lightly powdered, her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, and her lips were like red. She seemed like a light cloud covering the moon, and fluttering like snow in the wind...

Chu Xiaomu was stunned by her beauty for a moment.

Xiaoying handed the injured butterfly to the woman and said sadly, "Sister, look, he hurt my butterflies. They...they are definitely not going to survive."

The woman gently took the butterfly, held it in her hands, put it to her lips and whispered a few words, and a faint light began to emanate from between her fingers. When she opened her palms again, several butterflies flapped their wings a few times and actually flew away.

Xiaoying finally burst into laughter and said, "Die'er, fly quickly, stay away from this wild boy..."

Turning back, she saw Chu Xiaomu staring at her sister blankly, so she kicked him hard and said angrily, "Are you playing dumb?"

Chu Xiaomu finally came to his senses and felt so embarrassed for a moment.

The woman didn't take it seriously, she smiled and said, "Your last name is Chu, and your name is Xiaomu, right?"

Chu Xiaomu was so shocked that he stammered, "Sister... How did you know?"

Xiaoying pretended to hit him again and said, "You wild boy, are you calling me sister randomly? You should call me fairy, call me..." She couldn't think of any other name for a moment.

The woman smiled gently, pulled Xiaoying to her side, and said, "Xiaoying, don't mess around. I have something serious to ask him." She turned to Chu Xiaomu and said, "Your beekeeping method is good. You have tricked a lot of my bees into leaving."

Chu Xiaomu said, "Are these all my sister's bees? I didn't know. I thought they were wild bees from the mountains." He thought to himself, "I've never seen her in the village before. How does she know everything?"

The woman said, "It's true that they are wild bees. I have never thought of building a nest for them. Fortunately, you reminded me." After saying that, she smiled brightly again, and the room was immediately filled with light.

While they were chatting, a woman moved a stool for Xiaomu to sit down, and then took three kinds of exquisite red and yellow snacks and placed them on the small rattan table in front of them.

Chu Xiaomu felt very embarrassed and didn't dare to eat the snacks on the table.

Xiaoxuan and Xiaoying sat next to the beautiful woman without being polite and occasionally took some snacks to eat.

The woman asked, "You were the one asking questions of the spirits a few days ago, weren't you? You seem to be learning pretty quickly."

Chu Xiaomu stammered, "I have only barely learned the trace-finding part of it, but I still don't know the real soul-asking part."

The woman said, "I knew it. This technique is so difficult. How can you learn it so quickly at such a young age?"

Chu Xiaomu said: "Is this technique difficult? I heard that Uncle Huai also learned it when he was my age."

Xiaoying interrupted and said, "It must be difficult for a fool like you, but it may not be difficult for others!"

Chu Xiaomu blushed. He had rarely heard people call him a fool since he was a child. He couldn't help but glance at Xiaoying.

Xiaoying frowned and shouted, "What are you looking at? Did I say something wrong?!"

Chu Xiaomu was living under someone else's roof and had to ask for help from several people, so he had to swallow his anger. If it were normal times, he would definitely argue.

The woman smiled and said, "That's because his last name is Huai, and he has a good natural foundation. I have never seen anyone with another last name learn the true art of asking spirits."

Chu Xiaomu thought, why is it that he has a good foundation just because he has the surname Huai? What's the reason? His two sons also have the surname Huai, but they can't even open their minds. Aren't you talking nonsense?

The woman seemed to be able to guess what he was thinking, and continued, "The Huai family is a magical clan in the East Continent. They are extremely talented in curing illnesses and saving lives, and in asking spirits for medicine. I heard that the art of asking spirits was created by their ancestors, and they used this art to save many important people. You must not underestimate it."

Chu Xiaomu couldn't believe that Uncle Huai's family was so powerful, and he admired him even more.

He already knew that Xiaoxuan and Xiaoying were different from ordinary people, and this woman was even more knowledgeable and omniscient. She was obviously much more powerful than Xiaoxuan and Xiaoying. He immediately prostrated himself on the ground and said, "Sister must be the Spirit King. Please guide me to find the medicine that can save people."

The woman neither admitted nor denied whether she was the Spirit King, and said: "It is not impossible for me to guide you to find the medicine. But do you know whether the person you are saving is good or bad, kind or evil, and is it worth risking your life to save him?"

Chu Xiaomu said: "That person is from the Snow Country. He is very polite in his speech and behavior, and he has a decent appearance. He is definitely not a bad person."

The woman laughed and said, "If everyone in the world had good and bad written on their faces, there wouldn't be so many grudges and intrigues... As for whether he is from Baixue, Cangmu, Chisha, or Lanming, what difference does it make? There are good people and bad people everywhere, and the human heart is hard to read..."

Chu Xiaomu grew up on Baihua Island and had only seen a few hundred people. He usually interacted with only thirty or fifty people. These people were all honest and kind, with simple minds. Even if a few of them occasionally played tricks, they were just harmless trifles and no one else would take them to heart. At this time, when he heard the woman talking about gratitude and resentment, intrigue and deception, although he knew what she meant, he really couldn't understand it.