After the apprenticeship, I became a hater

This day, the sky was just right, and it was rare that I didn't feel uncomfortable, so I sewed my little clothes in the bright sunlight.

Sword practice is difficult, and needlework is also difficult, but it's just a small needle, but I can't always handle it well.

If you are not careful, your fingertips will be pierced by the needle.

I have only made this dress for half a month, and none of the ten fingers has a fingertip intact.

After all, I was crossing the river by feeling the stones, and I should be unskilled. When I was pierced by the needle point again, I didn't even frown, and skillfully opened my mouth to catch the bloody fingertip.

It was just a few drops of blood, which were nothing compared to the injuries I had suffered in the past.

It's just that these clothes are specially prepared for my child. As a new father, I don't know how to love it. I just want to give it the best I can.

These little clothes were stained with blood, and the stitches on them were crooked. They were really ugly, and naturally they were not in the "best" range.

But I have always been frugal. Although these are defective and defective products, I am reluctant to throw them away. Instead, I keep them and continue to sew according to the next steps.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, the more I practice, the better I think I should be able to make a beautiful set of clothes for the child before it is born.

And... these days, although I have not left the valley, I also know that the outside world has not given up on tracing my whereabouts.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, and they soon knew that I was rescued by Luo Wuchen and hid.

So, while they were looking for me, they were also inquiring about Luo Wuchen's news, intending to find my trace from Luo Wuchen's action trajectory.

When I heard these news from the mouth of the demon spirit, I was silent for a while.

It has been more than a month since I escaped from Xuewu City, but Zhengdao still hasn't given up arresting me as a tool to blackmail the Demon Lord.

Zhengdao was so persistent that I couldn't figure it out, and the reaction of the Demon Realm was even more puzzling.

The reason is even more grandiose than that of the righteous side. It is said that the fellow demons want to help each other, and they came to me to help their fellow tribes in distress.

Both sides were trying their best to find me first, but of course neither side could find me.

They looked for me outside as if they were going to dig three feet into the ground. When I heard a scaly claw from the demon spirit's mouth, I was already terrified, and I didn't dare to cause any trouble again.

For the sake of my own safety, and in order not to trouble Luo Wuchen, every piece of fabric in my hands must be used sparingly.

After all, if you want to purchase, you must contact the outside world. You may not be discovered once or twice, but there is a saying that makes sense. As the saying goes, you can’t walk by the river without getting your shoes wet.

The outside is full of malicious eyes, Luo Wuchen, as the sword master, has rarely attracted attention to his every move, and now he has saved such a troublesome person like me, and he will be punished everywhere.

He has never been stained with the mundane world all his life, and the only reason for him to be in contact with the world is me. If he is found out when he goes out, it will be both his trouble and my trouble.

Even if I don't think about him, I have to think about myself and the baby in my womb.

As long as I get through the last period of time and when the baby in my womb is safely born, I will change my appearance, take the baby and leave the cultivation world, and go to the secular world to find a small village with beautiful mountains and rivers to live in seclusion.

The secular world is vast and boundless, no matter how powerful the cultivation world is, it cannot be completely penetrated, there will always be places that their power cannot reach.

When I was still in the magic palace, Sang Luo gave me a lot of freedom. The collection of books in the magic palace was open to me. At that time, I was very free every day, and I borrowed various ancient books to read when I had nothing to do.

One of them recorded how to hide the devilish energy in one's body, and even change one's appearance and body shape, which is really miraculous.

Thinking about it now, fortunately, I knew how to plan for a rainy day at that time, and silently memorized the content recorded above with a thought.

So be prepared, look, it's about to be used now.

I don't know what good things are in the medicinal soup that Luo Wuchen gave me. I drank it for more than a month, and my body is gradually getting better. After feeding the child in my belly, there is still a surplus of spiritual power in my body.

Maybe it's because God was kind enough to block my nine orifices and leave me with one. I learned this strange obscene technique so smoothly that I couldn't believe it.

I followed the method taught in the book and practiced it only three or two times, and then I learned to change my appearance.

It is difficult to learn to change the body shape and conceal the breath, but in recent days, I have gradually got some clues.

Thinking about it, it should be able to fully grasp it before giving birth.

The small wound on the fingertips soon stopped bleeding. I wiped the drool on my fingers carefully, and continued to embroider the pattern I had drawn.

The fabrics that Luo Wuchen brought me were soft, but a little plain, smooth to the touch, and complex dark patterns could be vaguely seen under the sun.

It's just that I thought that since it's for children, it shouldn't be too plain.

So I was self-reliant. I first took a pen and drew on the paper the pattern I wanted to embroider on the clothes, and then embroidered stitch by stitch according to the drawn pattern. The work is much better.

Seeing my progress, I am very motivated, and gradually I can taste a little bit of fun from it.

It’s just that today, for some reason, a small piece of bamboo leaf pattern took me nearly an hour, and the reason for the delay is that when I embroider the picture, I always forget that my finger is also on the side, and the needle pokes to the side, Just poked his finger.

I had a finger in my mouth that I had been stabbed several times, and suddenly there was an unspeakable impatience in my heart.

The bamboo leaves embroidered on the clothes were stained with blood at some point, and the turquoise was mixed with ugly red. I tried to wipe it with a clean handkerchief, but the more I wiped it, the more dirty it became.

I can't, I can only accept the reality that this little dress failed.

After adjusting my mood, I picked up the needle and thread again, planning to embroider the remaining half of the bamboo leaf.

"what."

His fingertips hurt again.

I sucked my finger that was bleeding again angrily, and was stabbed by the needle point one after another, it was like the needle was targeting me.

The baby in my belly seemed to sense my restlessness, and kicked me in the stomach moderately.

I rubbed my stomach and meditated slowly.

It's me.

It's time for me to get up and move around after sitting for so long.

So I put away my needlework and wandered in the valley.

Sitting for a long time will burden my spine, and sewing clothes for a long time will cause excessive eye use. I want to accompany my child for a long time, and I want to accompany it to grow up. You can't help but pay more attention.

Qin Qing said that walking in moderation every day is also good for future childbirth.

Although I still hold a grudge against him and dare not trust him, I have also seen corresponding records in the medical books borrowed from the Demon Palace.

Excessive exercise and strenuous exercise are not suitable when pregnant, but it is not necessary to lie on the bed all the time and not be able to move around. A moderate amount of walking every day is beneficial to both the fetus and the mother.

As I got older, my body became heavier and heavier. After walking around the bamboo house a few times, I felt my legs feel sore and faintly began to tremble.

I didn't force myself, leaning on the wall, and slowly walked back to the house to rest.

When I was walking just now, I had a new idea in my mind about making small clothes.

I went to the desk by the window, grinding and drawing.

A sudden wind blew up, messing up the pages of the book by the window, and knocking off the rice paper on the table, on which were the drawings I had just drawn.

I scrambled to grab it, but it was still close.

Seeing the piece of paper fall out of the window, I quickly chased it out.

Fortunately, the piece of paper did not fly too far, I found it in the grass in the corner.

It's just that I'm old now, and I really can't bend down, so I try to squat down to pick it up.

However, God loves to be against me the most, so my fingertips barely touched the page, and another gust of wind blew up my temple hair, and also blew away the page with the drawing on it.

"Ah!" I whispered annoyedly, my eyes fixed on the paper, and the person chased after me.

"Wait for me--"

I chased and shouted.

The demon spirits in the valley watched me chasing a piece of paper and running all over the mountain. It was both strange and interesting, and they huddled on the branches to see me giggling and giggling.

The demon spirits here are different from the demon spirits in the Demon Palace who are always restrained in one corner. They are free, wandering freely in and out of the whole wilderness, and often return to the valley only once in ten days and a half months.

I was angry and annoyed, I just felt that they were laughing at me, so I stopped pretending that I couldn't find them, and commanded the demon spirit angrily, "Don't laugh!"

[Who is he talking to? ]

"Talk to you."

The voice of the demon spirit was silent for a moment and suddenly exploded, [He can actually hear our voices! ? ]

I held my head up, "Not only can I hear you, but I can also see you."

[! ! ! ]

For a while, all the demon spirits ran away cleanly.

I looked at the empty branches with my hips akimbo, and hummed softly.

Suddenly... I remembered something.

"Ah!" I exclaimed in a low voice, "My painting——"

I looked around quickly and saw it among the leaves of a tree.

But before I could get close, there was another gust of troublesome wind.

It's really hateful, I gritted my teeth bitterly, and chased after him.

Before I knew it, I walked to the back of the valley.The shadow under my feet was pulled very long, and I held the painting of "Escape" in my hand, but lost my way back.

I was stunned for a moment.

Before, I wanted to get back my paintings, but I didn't feel tired. Now that I have recovered, all the forgotten tiredness came up.

I recalled the direction of the bamboo house, and as the sun had begun to set, I identified the direction, stopped and walked, and suddenly saw curling water mist rising in the distance.

Is it a hot spring?

I was a little curious, thought for a while, performed the exercises, concealed my breath, and walked slowly towards that side.

Far away, I smelled a smell of medicine.

It's not a hot spring, but a bamboo hut on the other side of the valley. A pond was dug behind the bamboo hut, and inside it was a brownish-red to black liquid.

The mist formed a ball, Luo Wuchen was topless, with his back to me, soaking in the pool of thick brown medicinal soup.

It was only then that I realized that Luo Wuchen had always been behind the valley where I lived.

I don't know how long he has been soaking in the medicinal soup, but I always feel that his face looks paler than when I saw him last night.

At this time, I saw Qin Qing handing him a bowl of medicine.

I frowned slightly, stunned for a while.

Why is he taking medicine?

he is injured?

Or... sick?

Before I could think of an answer, Qin Qing handed Luo Wuchen an empty bowl to him after he had drunk his drink.

My eyes widened in astonishment, I saw Luo Wuchen took the empty bowl, lowered his head slightly, cut his wrist and began to bleed blood into the bowl.

The movements are so proficient that they seem to have been done thousands of times.

Qin Qing stood aside and watched Luo Wuchen's bloodletting, afraid that the sound of chaos in the world would reach my ears through the water vapor.

"Hey, count the time, Xie Wan is going to give birth soon, everything you have done for him - you used your own spiritual blood as his medicine, Lord Sword Master, don't you intend to let Xie Wan know?"

Obviously what he did was to cut his own flesh and blood, but Luo Wuchen had a faint smile on his face, as if he was in a good mood.

Luo Wuchen handed the spiritual blood to Qin Qing: "Don't let him know."