I couldn't afford the bride price, so I had to marry the Demon Sect Saintess

Chapter 219 Fellow Daoist, it’s cold in the night, why don’t you sit down and have a drink together?
The room became silent for a moment.

Mo Xiaolan stared blankly at Qiu Zhihe, and Qiu Zhihe also stared at her fixedly.

The two women looked at each other for a long time, Mo Xiaolan lowered her head, her slender fingers tightly grasped the hem of her skirt, and finally raised her head and said:

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, I only seek the Dao in this life, I will not indulge in the love of my children, and I will not take the road of dual cultivation."

Qiu Zhihe was silent for a moment, then said lightly:

"My husband said that when he met you, he was at his most difficult time. He has always been grateful to you, but he knew that you were dedicated to seeking the Tao, so when he planned to find Taoist couples, he never looked for you."

Mo Xiaolan's ten fingers gripping the hem of the skirt tightened even more, she bit her lower lip, and suddenly gave a wry smile:
"Qin Daoyou said that I helped him through the darkest moment of his life, but in fact, I didn't?"

She picked up the teacup, drank it in one gulp, looked down at the empty cup, her eyes were foggy, and her voice softened.

"I was born in a small village outside Yunling Town. That year, spirit beasts turned into demons and turned into disasters. My parents and sister died, and I was the only one left in the village."

"A monk descended from the sky, killed those monsters, and then stepped on a flying sword and brought me to Yunling Town."

"When she left, I asked her if I could go with her. She said that she only wanted the way in this life, and she didn't want to be dragged down."

"I remember that when she flew away, the sunset in the sky was very beautiful, and the clouds were all dyed red."

"From that day on, I made up my mind that I only seek the Dao in this life."

Mo Xiaolan put the teacup back on the table, the smile on her face became more bitter:

"It's just that I was born with poor spiritual roots. After more than ten years of hard work, I can barely reach the third level of Qi training."

"I work hard every day to set up a stall, practice drawing talismans to sell, and earn spirit stones, just to continue to practice."

"However, over the past few years, I have attacked the fourth level of Qi training more than ten times, but I have never succeeded."

Qiu Zhihe looked at Mo Xiaolan in astonishment. She is a rare genius who has stood at the top since she was a child. It is really hard to imagine such a thing as hitting the fourth level of Qi training more than ten times.

"When I failed No. 16 times, my hard-earned spirit stones were exhausted. I asked the steward of the Feiyi Building if he could advance my salary for a month, but the steward wanted me to double cultivate with him."

"I rejected him, so he publicly slandered me for stealing spirit stones and wanted to drive me out of Feiyi Building."

"I went to the night market to set up a stall at night, and Zhou Kun took a fancy to him and forced me to be his concubine. If I refused, he threatened to kill me."

"That day was the most desperate day of my life."

"It snowed heavily that night. When I returned to Narrow Rain Alley, I saw Daoyou Qin sitting at the noodle stall at the entrance of the alley."

"I was thinking at the time that there are people like me who haven't eaten so late in this snowy day."

Mo Xiaolan's voice paused, the corners of her mouth curled up:

"Then, he suddenly raised his head and said to me: Fellow Daoist, Ye Leng feels chilly, why don't you sit down and have a drink together?"

"I just thought, I don't even know him, why did he invite me to drink?"

Qiu Zhihe said coldly: "Deng Tuzi!"

Mo Xiaolan smiled: "Yes, I thought so too at the time, but that day I was too tired to walk, someone asked me to sit down, I couldn't refuse, that night."

Mo Xiaolan lowered her head, and slowly relaxed her fingers holding the hem of the skirt, and the smile on her face was no longer bitter.

On the opposite side of the table, Qiu Zhihe tightly grasped the hem of the skirt with her ten fingers, and the small veins on the back of her hand were protruding.

"He invited me to drink a whole jug of wine, and my whole body was not cold, and then I got up to leave."

"Unexpectedly, when I walked to the door of the rented house, I turned around and found that he actually lived opposite me, and his eyes were wide open, which was very funny."

Mo Xiaolan raised her hand to cover her mouth, a girlish smile appeared on her heroic face, one can imagine how interesting the first meeting between her and Qin Gengyun was.

"Later, every morning when I went out to run the post repair, I would meet him."

"Every night when I come back from the night market late at night, I will meet him."

"The number of times we sit and drink together in the alley is also increasing."

"One day, he told me that in fact, he had erysipelas in his body and could only live to be 40 years old. He went out early and returned late every day, earning spiritual stones and practicing hard, just wanting to eradicate erysipelas before the age of 40."

Mo Xiaolan exhaled lightly, and the spirit in her eyes recovered:
"From that moment on, I no longer feel how miserable my experience is, because Qin Daoyou is more difficult than me, but he still hasn't given up."

"Of course I can't give up."

"I want to improve my cultivation as soon as possible and earn more spiritual stones. If I succeed in my cultivation, I can also help Fellow Daoist Qin find the 'Bingxin Rejuvenation Pill'."

Qiu Zhihe suddenly said: "Then why don't you become a Taoist partner with him? Help him double cultivation?"

Mo Xiaolan was silent for a moment, then smiled: "He never asked me."

Qiu Zhihe was stunned, Mo Xiaolan continued: "Because I said before, I only seek the Dao in this life, and I regard him as my confidant, and he knows that if he speaks to me, it will be difficult for me."

"confidant."

Qiu Zhihe bit her lips lightly, her hands under the table were still tightly grasping the hem of her skirt, and asked:
"If he proposed to marry you at that time, would you agree?"

Mo Xiaolan was stunned, silent for a long time, poured herself a cup of tea, picked it up, and said to Qiu Zhihe:

"It's a good thing he didn't open his mouth, otherwise he would have missed the best lady in the world."

"Friend Qiu, it's a great blessing for him to marry you. I'm happy for him. I didn't get to drink your wedding wine that day. Today I wish you a lifetime of eternal love!"

Qiu Zhihe looked at Mo Xiaolan quietly, only to see that her smile was like an orchid, and her eyes were as bright as stars. After a long time, Qiu Zhihe also picked up the teacup.

"Friend Daoist Mo, it is his blessing to have a confidant like you."

Ding, the two teacups touched lightly, making a crisp sound.

After a while, Mo Xiaolan walked out of Qiu Zhihe's room, turned to her and asked:

"Friend Qiu, I'm worried about the injuries of Xiaoxue and Sister Si. Where are they healing? I want to go and see."

In the dungeon, Mo Xiaolan was often whipped with the thorn whip, and her body was covered with scars, but it was strange to say that her wounds healed within half a day each time.

In today's battle, she didn't actually suffer any injuries, but there was still some poison in her body that suppressed her cultivation. Luo Wenzhi had led people to search for the antidote in Changfu at night, and if she found it, she would send it over tomorrow.

So Mo Xiaolan is fine except that she is a little weak.

On the other hand, Siming Lan and Fang Xue were already injured, and part of their spiritual energy and vital yin had been absorbed by the mole, so the situation was not too good.

Therefore, it was reasonable for Mo Xiaolan to want to visit the two of them.

But Qiu Zhihe hesitated. Seeing Mo Xiaolan looking at her suspiciously, she finally said:
"They're upstairs in Cuizi Room."

Then he gave her the key to return the room.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qiu."

Mo Xiaolan thanked her, went upstairs, came to the Cuizi room, knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Mo Xiaolan hesitated, opened the door with the talisman key, and walked in gently.

After a while, she hurried out of the room, closed the door, and fled with flushed cheeks.

(End of this chapter)