In Murong Mountain Sect, the range of activities for sword cultivators and medicine cultivators was originally different. The training places, the warm pavilion, and the dormitories are all separated. Even the dining hall, which used to be for the entire sect, has been expanded recently, with small dining halls separated for different sects.
Once they decide not to see each other again, it is really difficult to meet each other again.
Apart from them, no one in the sect knew that they had a quarrel, except for the gluttonous ghost, but unfortunately, the gluttonous ghost could not speak.
He didn’t know what Xue Huai was thinking. He only knew that on the morning of the second day after Xue Huai went back, the gluttonous ghost came to find him alone, sniffing bubbles of snot and crying all the way. It was obvious that he heard what Xue Huai said and came out to find him behind his back, wanting him to go back.
This little gluttonous was very attached to him. Xue Huai often made it cry, so Yun Cuo would be the one to comfort it.
But Yun Cuo said nothing this time. He fed the little gluttonous something, but the little gluttonous vomited it out while crying, wanting to bite the hem of his clothes and take him. Yun Cuo had no choice but to use a spell to lock the gluttonous ghost outside and then call the green bird to send it away.
Only when the little junior sister came to share snacks with Yun Cuo would she occasionally ask, “Huh, Xue Huai Shixiong didn’t come today?”
Yun Cuo just let out an “En” and didn’t say much.
He continued to cultivate as usual. He wore black clothes and was sitting on the edge of a cliff filled with white fog. He sat there for several days and nights.
Two days later, the new food court was completed.
This small garden is located next to the Medicine Cultivation Hall, adjacent to the Medicine Cultivation’s Warm Pavilion. According to the cultivators and immortals, the original purpose of building this dining garden was to separate the flow of people and avoid the situation where the disciples were overcrowded during peak meal time. As for why the Medicine Cultivation’s side was built first, it was because they considered that they would accept patients seeking medical care from outside the mountain sect in the future, so that everything would be convenient.
In addition to the expansion, the canteen here has also developed special dishes, such as medicinal food, soups, and porridge, as well as a variety of candied fruit snacks with q mild, light, sweet, and fragrant taste.
On this day, the sword cultivators finished their routine training. The junior sister took her fiancé to greet their friends and said that they wanted to go to the newly built canteen to try something new.
The junior sister complained, “This is unfair. Why is it that only the medical cultivators have things that we don’t? If we want to eat in the future, we have to go a long way over there. It’s too troublesome.”
They called their friends and left in groups.
Before leaving, the junior sister suddenly saw Yun Cuo and called him casually.
Yun Cuo has been cultivated in silence for a day or two already. During this time, he never left and didn’t eat anything. Although according to his current stage of cultivation, eating or not does not make much difference, the junior sister still invited him as a matter of course: “Yun Shidi, will you join us? You’ve been sitting here for a day or two already. Let’s go over there, and you can also go see Xue Huai Shixiong as well.”
Yun Cuo’s expression froze for a moment.
However, the junior sister did not give him time. Seeing that he did not speak, she assumed that he had acquiesced and said in a clear voice, “Then we will go find a seat first. I will save a seat for you and Xue Shixiong. Yun Shidi, remember not to be late.”
The people on the top of the immortal mountain have all left.
Yun Cuo stood up and glanced down the mountain out of habit.
The hilltop next door is also deserted, and the roads are slippery due to the rain these days. Because of an accident that happened not long ago, Murong Jinchuan ordered that all the spiritual medicine valleys be equipped with immortal barriers and guardrails. This is a huge project.
The medicine cultivators were very happy because they didn’t have to take more than half of the practical courses. Collecting spiritual herbs was hard and tiring, and even some cultivators were unwilling to take this course, as was evident.
Yun Cuo stood on the top of the mountain for a while, then turned and left.
He did not go to the new dining hall directly as agreed with his junior sister, but went to the sword cultivator’s warm pavilion first and then returned to his room.
The green bird flew back the day before yesterday and delivered the things he gave to Xue Huai. Xue Huai was probably mad at him, he packed up all his things and the things they had bought together before and threw them to him.
These things were placed on the ground just as they came from there, he didn’t sort them out.
Even the small jar that Xue Huai used to make the Suanni meat for him was sent over.
He had been practicing fasting for several days, and it was time to eat today. Yun Cuo then remembered that he had to come back and bring it over.
He could never get used to the food from the Immortal Realm. He used to eat crushed fairy herbs with his meals, but after being with Xue Huai in this life, he never ate that stuff again. Instead, he just eats what he learned to cook.
As time went by, he always had this jar of Suanni meat with him when he had a meal. At first, it was because he cared about Xue Huai, but later it became a habit.
He walked over there, carrying the heavy jar.
Having not set foot on the land here for many days, his fingertips tensed slightly.
He knew that he might run into Xue Huai at any time.
What will happen when Xue Huai sees him?
Act rashly? Angry? Or will he just leave?
Or fight him?
People were coming and going around him, and all the sounds and images seemed to be magnified. In this gray and bleak world, it seemed that everyone’s voice sounded like the person in his heart, and everyone’s back looked like the person he was thinking of.
He stepped into the newly built food garden.
Because it had just opened and had new dishes, at noon, there was a constant stream of people inside, and the noise suddenly exploded in his ears.
His junior sister’s voice came from a table in the corner: “Yun Shidi, this way!”
He raised his foot and walked over there. Before he could stand still, he heard the little junior sister muttering, “Xue Huai Shixiong is really…”
Yun Cuo didn’t quite hear what was said afterwards. His sight was blocked by the crowd in front of him, and he subconsciously thought that Xue Huai was there, and almost in a panic, he hid the jar of Sunni meat deeper into his sleeves.
At that moment, there was a faint wind at his fingertips, and he urgently wanted to wipe something off. There was one on the top of the jar, one on the jar body, and one on the bottom of the jar. There were three elegant and graceful handwritings in total, and each one read, “Xue Huai gifted Yun Cuo.”
The jar was an ordinary medicine jar distributed to disciples in the academy on weekdays. Each disciple had several, but this was the first gift he had ever given him in his life.
Before he could control his thoughts, the magic power in his hands had already dissolved all the words, for fear that someone who might be there would see something.
Everything was wiped off without a trace.
Yun Cuo walked past the others to the table, only to find that Xue Huai was not there.
The junior sister left two empty seats for him and Xue Huai in the seat for six or seven people and complained. “Xue Shixiong is really something. He is the local boss when it comes to the medicine cultivators. Why doesn’t he treat us to an extra meal? He is so mean!”
Yun Cuo had just sat down when he heard others echoing, “That’s right, he is always running around, either practicing or working for some master. Nine times out of ten, he doesn’t show up.”
Everyone started talking about Xue Huai, comparing the number of times Xue Huai stood them up. The atmosphere was lively and harmonious, except for Yun Cuo, who seemed out of place.
Xue Huai was popular and had a lot of fun with this group of people. Yun Cuo, who was a loner, was also brought in by him.
At first, Yun Cuo only ate with Xue Huai, but Xue Huai was always busy and had no time to accompany him, so he listened to the report from the junior sister and came to him: “Shimei said you are too boring, there is no one to talk to during the meal, let’s follow them in the future.”
This group of people is enthusiastic, lively, and does not mind other people’s business. They do not think there is anything wrong with getting along with a gloomy person like Yun Cuo. And most of them think that Yun Cuo is a powerful person.
Therefore, it can be said that Yun Cuo has his own companions in the Murong Mountain Sect.
This is also what Xue Huai gave him.
Fortunately, because the two of them were often not present at the same time, Xue Huai’s seat was vacant, Yun Cuo did not speak, and no one asked any questions.
The green bird began to pass the dishes up one by one, and a little phoenix who came to do odd jobs lit a fire for them that never went out. The delicious dishes were steaming, and the soup was gradually thickening and bubbling.
Yun Cuo took out his jar, seeing the clean jar, and a trace of imperceptible loneliness flashed in his eyes.
He regretted it. So what if he kept this thing and Xue Huai saw it?
Then he opened the jar and looked inside, but was stunned.
The Suanni meat was eaten up, leaving only some oil and chopped chili peppers.
Not even the last piece of meat was left.
The jar was too heavy, and the beast meat was cut thinly and was light, so he didn’t notice it when he carried it over.
Yun Cuo recalled that he and Xue Huai had eaten all the food until there was nothing left a few days ago. On the morning of the day he told him they were breaking up, Xue Huai had eaten separately from him, and it was probably at that time that the food was finished.
Even after he had eaten all the food, he still had to return the jar.
He stared blankly at the sumptuous meal in front of him. At that moment, all his appetite disappeared, and instead, a sour, spicy, and hot emotion surged into his heart, a bit like a small fire burning, making his throat slightly sore.
It was not until the person sitting far away stood up and handed the dish to their group that it seemed to disturb his silence. He came to his senses, shook his head, and said no.
He ate almost nothing during the meal.
The junior sister soon discovered the problem. While drinking the cherry soup, she asked in confusion, “Yun Shidi, is your appetite not good today?”
Yun Cuo replied quietly, “It’s nothing, I just finished my fasting, and my spleen and stomach are still a little uncomfortable.”
The junior sister said “Oh” and said as if she suddenly understood something: “Yes, I heard that some people would be like this, but it’s different for me. After I finish my fasting, I want to eat five cows.”
The people around laughed, “More than five cows! Last time you finished your fasting, you almost made the canteen go bankrupt. The headmaster was afraid of you, so he ordered people to build another canteen here at the medical hall. Isn’t that right?”
The junior sister glared at him angrily. A group of people quickly made jokes, but Yun Cuo remained silent.
He lowered his head and stared at the jar in a daze.
The group was about to leave, and the little sister came over to pull him back, saying, “It’s fine, I’ll quietly tell Xue Shixiong later and ask him to make more time to eat with you. He will definitely make whatever you want for you!”
She asked again with great interest, “What do you want to eat? Yun Shidi, I want to learn to cook from Xue Shixiong. I’ll bring your favorite food next time.”
In fact, Xue Huai’s cooking skills are very average.
Yun Huo whispered, “… pickled, Suanni meat.”
“I want to eat that thing.”
The author has something to say: Three-year-old Yun: The first day without my Daoist partner, I wanted to cry, I couldn’t even eat quq
Little gluttonous: On the first day when no one comforted me, I wanted to cry, I couldn’t even eat my food quq
Four-year-old Xue: →3→
