Chapter 109

Wei Hongqing ultimately did not return to his mother's home on Mount Wulong with Liu Xiaolou. After sobering up, he found an excuse, saying that there were too many things arranged by Mount Tianmu, and he couldn't leave for even a moment.

Liu Xiaolou was quite understanding of this. After all, Wei Hongqing still didn't have a status with Lu Yanshi of the inner sect of Mount Tianmu, and he had been fooling around until now. Although he had mixed up a lot of benefits, without a status, how could he return to his mother's home?

Before leaving, Wei Hongqing still sent his congratulatory gift, two jars of Mount Tianmu spirit wine, Bamboo Leaf Green.

Carrying the Bamboo Leaf Green with a shoulder pole, Liu Xiaolou returned to Mount Wulong, which he had been away from for several months. As usual, he listened to the wind in the village below the mountain, sat at Tian Bo's house for a while, ate a meal of brown rice, and left two taels of broken silver.

Actually, Tian Bo no longer needed Liu Xiaolou's help. His family's A-Zhen brought him fifty taels of silver from Xiushan at the beginning of the year, enough for two or three years of expenses, and she also built a large blue brick house next to it. The Tian Bo family had already taken on a new look. But the decades-long counterpart dealings between the Three Mystical Sect and the Tian family had become a habit of leaving silver and receiving silver, signaling the affection between each other. Without this layer, they would feel uncomfortable instead.

"A-Zhen also went to Ganzhu Ridge. I told her you hadn't returned yet. She went to pay respects at the teacher's grave and then returned to Xiushan."

"Ah, missed it. How is A-Zhen?"

"Quite good. She has been in Xiushan for two years and has entered cultivation. She said she is rushing to the second level of Qi Refinement. She started late, so she said she didn't dare to be lazy for a moment. She only stayed for half a month before leaving."

"Two years to master the three meridians, indeed more talented than me. I spent six years. Tian Bo, A-Zhen will definitely have great achievements in the future, just wait to enjoy the blessings."

"I'm a farmer, what blessings can I enjoy? I'll be on Mount Wulong for my whole life."

Confirming that there was no worry on the mountain, Liu Xiaolou carried the shoulder pole back to Ganzhu Ridge. Then, he opened the wine jar, poured a pot of Bamboo Leaf Green, came to the bamboo forest, and burned paper for his teacher.

After burning the paper and drinking a pot of Bamboo Leaf Green with his teacher, Liu Xiaolou began to repair and clean the courtyard. He hadn't been away for long, but there wasn't much to repair in the courtyard. A-Zhen and Tian Bo had helped repair a section when they came, and now it only needed cleaning.

I don't know when, the big white goose flapped its wings and rushed back. With tacit understanding, it joined the ranks of cleaning up the courtyard. This animal really didn't need to worry. Liu Xiaolou had been away for half a year, and it had been living here honestly, raising itself, still as white, fat, and spirited as ever.

After cleaning up the courtyard, Liu Xiaolou sighed with satisfaction, lay down on the terrace under the eaves, looking at the white clouds drifting in the sky, feeling the gentle spring breeze blowing from afar, and felt comfortable for a long time.

It had been a long time since he saw the big white goose, so Liu Xiaolou rarely indulged himself, poured half a bowl of Bamboo Leaf Green, and said: "Big White, come here!"

Smelling the wine, the big white goose rushed up like a hungry ghost, drank the Bamboo Leaf Green in a few gulps, and immediately started slipping under its feet, almost crawling in the courtyard with both wings, which made Liu Xiaolou laugh out loud.

Afterwards, he wrote bamboo plaques. On the bamboo plaques two fingers wide, he carved characters with a small knife: "Younger brother Xiaolou married into the Su family of Mount Shenwu, returned to the mountain today, and will hold a banquet at Ganzhu Ridge tomorrow at the hour of the dog, respectfully waiting for your presence. Bow again!"

One should be low-key in life, there was no need to hold a big banquet, not to mention that there wasn't enough wine, so Liu Xiaolou only wrote four invitations, giving them to Zuo Gaofeng, Longshan Sanren, Tan Bazhang, and Dai Shenggao, inviting them to gather.

The big white goose's endurance once again made Liu Xiaolou look at it with new eyes. More than half an hour later, this guy was no longer crooked in mouth and eyes, could retract its wings, and could move its steps.

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It was very familiar with Mount Wulong and understood human speech, so Liu Xiaolou safely hung the four bamboo plaques on its neck, kicked it out, and let it deliver the invitations.

By night, the big white goose came back quacking, with three bamboo plaques missing from its neck. Only the one for Dai Shenggao was not taken, indicating that Dai Sanren was not at home, and no one knew where he had gone.

At the hour of the dog the next day, Liu Xiaolou prepared wine and food, including bamboo shoot stewed river fish, roasted wild rabbit, Sichuan pepper fried mountain chicken, fresh mushroom soup, cured meat, etc., all of which were common in the mountains and nothing strange. The only main course was Bamboo Leaf Green.

With spirit wine to rinse the mouth, who cares what to eat?

It was just that the origin of the cured meat was unknown, it was something the big white goose picked up from somewhere. There would be no owner's mark on this thing, so it was sliced directly by Liu Xiaolou.

The first one to climb the ridge was Tan Bazhang, who hugged Liu Xiaolou with a big laugh: "Xiaolou, Xiaolou, you have ascended to heaven in one step, you can't just take care of yourself, you have to take us brothers with you!"

Liu Xiaolou giggled: "Ascended to heaven? It's just living with my wife's family, it's very suffocating, just for a bite to eat, I had no choice."

Zuo Gaofeng, who followed closely, said: "Zuo also wanted to live with his wife's family, but when I was young, I lived with all the high-ranking noble families in Xiangxi, but I couldn't get in. Now that I'm old, I have even less hope, what can I do?"

After parting, the three of them chatted about each other, very affectionately. Since they parted at the Miluo River, they had all gained a lot. In a few months, Zuo Gaofeng broke through to the eighth level of Qi Refinement, entering the late stage of Qi Refinement. Tan Bazhang stepped over the hurdle of the fifth level of Qi Refinement, and his cultivation entered the sixth level, catching up with Wei Hongqing's footsteps. And Liu Xiaolou himself also became a fourth-level Qi Refinement cultivator, which could be said to be happy for everyone, and their moods were quite comfortable.

Only the late-arriving Longshan Sanren had a "worry" character hanging on his face. After running around for many years, he still hadn't gathered the eighteen materials for refining Foundation Establishment pills. Speaking of it, it was all tears.

Of course, the theme of tonight was still to congratulate Liu Xiaolou on marrying into a good family, that was the Su family of the Danxia Sect, who wouldn't be envious?

When the wine was at its peak, Tan Bazhang kept asking, how did the Su family choose Liu Xiaolou as a son-in-law?

Liu Xiaolou's wine bowl was almost unsteady, and he explained with blurry eyes: "Sometimes, appearance is very important, looking good, hiccup... can indeed be used as a meal. For example, Brother Wei, he... he Brother Wei, Hongqing, Old Wei! You say... hiccup, why does he preside over the Hongji Restaurant on Mount Tianmu, relying on... isn't it this face..."

He patted his face and said loudly: "Face, face is very important!"

The three of them listened very intently, all subconsciously touching their faces.

Liu Xiaolou's tone was high: "When I went to Mount Shenwu to respond to the recruitment, hiccup... you guys didn't see it, the whole hall was full... all were young talents from all over... their family backgrounds were all... a hundred times stronger than mine! Why didn't the Su family choose them? No matter how strong their family background is, can it be stronger than the Su family? The Su family is recruiting a son-in-law, family background has no meaning! So? Choose what? You say... say, what else can they choose?"

Zuo Gaofeng said dejectedly: "If you look ugly, you have no good life... also, Xiaolou and Hongqing, known as the double beauties of Mount Wulong, this is called a talent. Zuo understands today, what is a talent? Talent talent, first is beauty, then is talent!"

Tan Bazhang lay on the table, the wine bowl buckled on his head, crying: "Brother has no hope, brother has no hope..."

Longshan Sanren laughed out loud, laughing until he couldn't straighten his waist, and shrank under the table.

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