Si Lei Zhenjun

the next morning.

As soon as Chu Xing opened the door, he saw two little girls sitting on the swing and talking.

Li Miaomiao was no longer in such a mess. She was wearing a light pink cotton jacket, and her originally slightly messy hair was tied into a simple bun.

The clothes belonged to Xiao Li. Although they were three years apart in age, their figures were similar.

Seeing Chu Xing coming over, Jiang Xiaoli immediately puffed up his cheeks and turned his head away angrily.

"Brother, you kept your word yesterday. You can't blame me for this, right?" Chu Xing teased.

As soon as she got home yesterday, Jiang Lihuo grabbed the scruff of the neck of the little girl and brought her into the house.

He was very trustworthy and wanted to step forward to stop it.

But things turned out just as expected. The powerful person who had just crossed the tribulation wanted to commit atrocities, and the small golden elixir could not stop him at all.

Then soon, the voice of Jiang Lihuo's scolding and the little girl's loud crying were heard from the house.

The sound lasted for half an hour before gradually dying away... It was obvious that Jiang Lihuo was very worried that his niece would become the second someone.

"What's the use? You didn't stop me." The little girl glared at him angrily. "I shouldn't have listened to you yesterday."

"Just tell me whether I stopped him or not?" Chu Xing pulled the corner of his mouth and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

The little girl was very angry and wrinkled her nose.

"Humph! I think you and the bad aunt are in cahoots. I'm going to complain to Master right now and have her teach you a lesson."

After saying that, she jumped off the swing and walked out of the yard.

The two of them don't get along, so aren't you just looking for trouble by calling her here?

Chu Xing's mouth twitched, and he quickly pulled her back, and advised her gently:

"Ahem...don't be impatient. Listen to me first. Master and your aunt are equally powerful. Even if you call Master over, she won't be able to do anything to your aunt."

"Then Master will help me scold her."

"That's true, but won't your aunt beat you up afterwards?"

The little girl's expression suddenly froze and she stopped.

Goooo!

At this moment, Li Miaomiao's stomach suddenly made a growling sound.

Chu Xing glanced at her subconsciously, only to see the little girl staring at the little Qilin and swallowing.

Absolutely amazing... He took out a gourd of fasting pills and handed it over:

"Here, eat this if you're hungry."

"Thank you, Master...Brother."

The little girl was delighted and timidly reached out to take it.

Chu Xing smiled and waved his hand, admonishing:

"This is called a Bigu Pill. Ordinary people only need to take one a day. If you have a big appetite, you can take it as you like. You can take one whenever you feel hungry..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw the little girl blowing away the gourd of fasting pills.

Then, as if he had not paid attention to Chu Xing's words just now, he asked blankly:

"Ah? What did you say, brother?"

"Nothing." Chu Xing smiled stiffly.

They will be sent away anyway, so you don’t have to worry about it if they have a big appetite.

He comforted himself silently in his heart.

The fact that the nine elders were eager to accept this little girl as their disciple meant that she either had a single spiritual root or possessed some special physique.

For her, staying in Piaomiao Peak would be a wrong path.

But how to send the person back is not something that a small Jindan like him should consider.

After all, with his status, he couldn't get in touch with the elders and clan leaders.

He planned to hand this hot potato over to his senior brother later.

……

Chu Xing led Li Miaomiao all the way to the eldest brother's yard.

Senior Sister Ruxue just came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of black porridge. When she saw him, she immediately smiled warmly:

"Junior Brother Chu, you came just in time. I just made some porridge."

Are you addicted to cooking? Chu Xing was shocked and had the urge to run away.

"I've eaten Senior Sister." He said subconsciously.

"Eat a little more after you've finished eating. You haven't tasted Senior Sister's cooking yet."

As Feng Ruxue spoke, she walked to Zhao Chunfeng, placed the bowl of porridge on the stone table, and waved at him:

"Come, come and try it."

Chu Xing approached and said with an idea:

"How can I be so embarrassed... After all, the porridge was specially made by you, Senior Sister, for Senior Brother. If I drink it, he won't have any to drink."

"It's okay, I made a big pot and I'll just serve him a bowl."

Feng Ruxue turned and walked into the kitchen before she finished speaking.

Chu Xing glanced at the bowl of rice porridge on the table, which was so dark that it looked purple, and said hesitantly:

"Brother, how about you go first?"

Zhao Chunfeng smiled faintly:

"No problem, Junior Brother, you go first."

"There is an order of seniority. You are the senior brother, so you go first."

"It's only natural for a senior brother to care about his junior brother, so you should go first."

"Gurgle gurgle..." The sound of Adam's apple rolling was heard.

The two brothers who were always being polite to each other were startled when they heard the voice, and then they both turned their eyes to Li Miaomiao who was swallowing his saliva.

"Senior Brother, this porridge looks like it's made from spiritual rice? It shouldn't be poisonous, right?" Chu Xing asked.

"No, the reason I was poisoned last time was because the cloud-patterned Lingyu fish itself is poisonous, and Ruxue didn't handle it properly." Zhao Chunfeng answered firmly.

"Then I feel relieved." Chu Xing generously pushed the porridge in front of the little girl.

Medicine and poison are inseparable. The eldest brother is a master of alchemy and his judgment will not be wrong.

"Give it to me?" Li Miaomiao's eyes lit up.

Chu Xing nodded affirmatively, "Try a small sip first. Don't force yourself if it doesn't taste good."

"Thank you, senior brother."

However, Li Miaomiao didn't hear what he said at all. She hurriedly lowered her head, put her little mouth to the edge of the bowl, and slurped the porridge.

After drinking it, he smacked his lips twice, still feeling unsatisfied.

He is a ruthless person... The two brothers frowned as they watched from the side.

"Delicious?" Chu Xing asked in surprise.

Li Miaomiao shook her head, frowned slightly, and thought:

"It tastes weird."

"Junior brother, where does this little girl come from?" Zhao Chunfeng asked in a voice transmission.

Chu Xing replied in voice transmission:

"I kidnapped Xiaoli from the disciple-taking ceremony. She must be very talented. I brought her here to ask you how you should deal with her. Should I send her away or keep her?"

Zhao Chunfeng glanced at Li Miaomiao and continued to transmit his voice:

"Stay."

Chu Xing transmitted the message:

"Brother, don't look at her young age, she has an extraordinary appetite, and her brain doesn't seem to be very bright.

Master will definitely not care, and the responsibility of teaching will still fall on us brothers and sisters.

I often have to go out on missions, Brother, have you thought it through?"

His subtext was obvious: You can keep this girl, but the future teaching will be entirely up to you.

"It's okay, Ruxue just happens to like cooking recently.

As for teaching, although this little girl is a little thin, her hands and feet are strong, and there is a strong flow of blood and energy in her breath. She is a good seedling for physical training. I will hand her over to Ruxue for teaching in the future."

Chu Xingxin said, no wonder you wanted to keep her, so this was your idea. If she eats more, you can eat less in the future, right?

"...Can what Senior Sister Ruxue made be called food? Isn't it child abuse if we keep feeding her this?"

"What are you talking about? Didn't she seem to be enjoying her meal just now?"

"What if I get food poisoning?"

"I'm watching, so you won't get poisoned."

"OK then."