Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1472 Picking Lotus
Thinking of this, Ding Ermiao blurted out and asked: "Since there is a teaching of interpretation, is there a teaching of interception?"

"Jie Jiao? There seems to be one. I don't know. My brother said that the religion in the Great Wilderness Witch Country is different from that in the Great Wilderness Tao Kingdom." Qiu Shuang shook his head and said:

"My brother told my father, and then my father told us..."

Ding Ermiao nodded. It seemed that the Taoist inheritance here was of the same origin as the earth.It's just that the Qiu Shuang Qiu Lu sisters didn't know much about it and couldn't explain clearly.

Back in the hut, Qiu Shuang Qiu Dew lit the oil lamp and looked at Ding Ermiao pitifully.

"Qiu Shuang Qiu Lu, you can go to sleep. I'm here, so you can rest assured." Ding Ermiao said.

"Brother Ermiao, we want to... sleep with you." Qiu Lu lowered her head and murmured: "We are afraid."

"..." Ding Ermiao waved his hand and said, "You can sleep peacefully, I will be standing guard in front of your door."

Qiu Shuang shook his head and said: "Then what if you don't sleep? How about this, Ding Ermiao, we sleep in the same room, we can sleep on the floor."

"Okay, okay, you guys sleep on the bed and I'll sleep on the floor." Ding Ermiao didn't want to say anything anymore. He walked to the east room, took off the bed board, spread it on the floor of the west wing, and then slept on it with all his clothes on.

Qiu Shuang Qiu Lu looked at each other, then they each undressed and went to bed, sleeping on the same bed where Ding Ermiao originally recovered from his injuries.

This night, Ding Ermiao slept soundly, but in the middle of the night, she was awakened by Qiu Lu's scream.

Ding Ermiao was startled and stood up to ask, only to find out that it was just Qiu Lu who had a nightmare and dreamed of the tragic scene of her father being killed.

Thinking of their father, the two sisters burst into tears again.Ding Ermiao had no choice but to sit by the bed and comfort the two girls like a big brother until they fell asleep again.Qiu Shuang fell asleep, but still held Ding Ermiao's hand and refused to let go.

At dawn, Ding Ermiao took out his hand, stood up and walked outside the house to meditate and do his exercises.

Yesterday afternoon, he killed the Wuyou thief and almost got himself involved.Ding Ermiao knew that if he could not recover his cultivation soon, he would have no way to protect Qiu Shuang Qiu Lu, nor could he guarantee his immortality.

After letting go of the old and embracing the new, Ding Ermiao continued to practice the free footwork.

The energy of heaven and earth here is abundant and pure, and Ding Ermiao is making rapid progress.At sunrise, Ding Ermiao tried the palm thunder again and was able to make a slight explosion.

From this point of view, after ten days and a half, I may be able to recover half of my cultivation.

The two sisters Qiu Shuang and Qiu Lu had also gotten up. They watched Ding Ermiao practice for a while, and then went to the kitchen behind to prepare breakfast.

While eating breakfast, Ding Ermiao asked: "Qiu Shuang Qiu Lu, are there any ghosts here after people die? Do those ghosts want to go to the underworld?"

"No, death is like a lamp going out, nothing is gone." Qiu Shuang shook her head and said, "But my father said that some Taoist monks with great ability can survive after death and borrow other people's bodies to survive. "

Resurrecting a dead body?Rebirth?
Ding Ermiao thought for a while, this big skill is not that big. If he still has his cultivation level, he can easily do it.

"By the way, Qiu Shuang Qiu Lu, what do you usually do?" Ding Ermiao asked again: "Is there anyone looking after you and telling you what to do? Is there anyone else around here?"

"There are only a few families on Wankou Mountain who are as poor as us..." Qiu Shuang pointed to the door and said:

"We pick lotus roots here every day and make lotus root powder. Every autumn, someone will come to collect the lotus root powder. If you fail to complete the task, you will be beaten, and the task will be even heavier the next year."

Damn it, this is simply a slave society.

"Who is it that comes to collect lotus root powder? Is he also a Taoist monk?" Ding Ermiao asked.

"Yes, they are some young monks, very fierce. Last year, my father was beaten and vomited blood by them. They also said..." Qiu Lu hesitated and stopped talking.

"What else?"

"It was also said that this year, my sister and I will grow up, and they will take us away..." Qiu Lu started crying and said, "Brother Ermiao, you want us to be your wives. Girls here only need to marry If you marry someone, others won't like it. They all say that married women are dirty and generally don't want to touch them."

With a bang, Ding Ermiao punched the table.

The two Qiu Shuang sisters were startled and stood up together, looking at Ding Ermiao in horror.

"Brother Ermiao, Qiu Lu can't speak, don't kill her..." Qiu Shuang's legs went weak and she was about to kneel down.

"Silly girl, I'm not angry at you." Ding Ermiao pulled Qiu Shuang up and said, "I was angry with those hateful Taoist monks, so I slapped the table. I'm sorry, I scared you."

Qiu Lu burst into tears and asked timidly: "Brother Ermiao, do you really not blame me?"

"I don't blame you, how could I blame you?" Ding Ermiao waved his hand, suddenly filled with pride, and said:
"Qiu Shuang Qiu Lu, listen, from now on, you will say that you are my wife. No matter who it is, as long as it dares to bully you, I will tell him to die!"

Wife is just a title, let Qiu Shuang Qiu Lu feel at ease first.

"Brother Ermiao..." The two Qiu Shuang sisters were so excited and happy that they held Ding Ermiao's hand, one on the left and the other on the right, and cried.

Ding Ermiao comforted her and prepared to go out to practice.

The two sisters, Qiu Shuang, changed into a set of shorts and shorts, and went to the lotus pond in front of the house with bare feet.The smooth calves are as white as tender lotus roots.

"Qiu Shuang, what are you doing?" Ding Ermiao asked.

"Starting today is the day to pick lotus roots. We are going to pick lotus roots." Qiu Shuang said with a smile.

Ding Ermiao thought for a while and said, "Then I will be by the lotus pond and watch you picking lotus roots."

"Okay, it's best to be together." Qiu Shuang Qiu Lu looked happy.

When they came to the lotus pond, Qiu Shuang pulled out a small boat from the depth of the lotus leaves, held the bamboo pennant in his hand, and jumped on it lightly.

Qiu Lu also smiled and got on the boat.The two sisters waved to Ding Ermiao and rowed the boat toward the middle of the lotus pond. A water pattern swayed slightly on the pond surface...

Ding Ermiao stood by the pond, looking at the autumn frost and autumn dew, and seemed to see the ruby ​​​​from that year.

Many years ago, I and Hongyu once rowed a boat and played in the pond like this.

"You can pick lotuses in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. There are two carp in them, playing with each other in the blue waves. Whose daughter is deep in the lotus leaves, laughing and throwing a lotus across the water. Don't worry about your daughter, she is beautiful and beautiful. Fourteen can recite I can sew clothes at the age of fifteen. I went to pick lotuses at the age of sixteen and sang songs leisurely. In the sun, I wore lotus leaves and leaned against the south pond with a smile..."

Ding Ermiao was struck by the scene and fell into a trance. He couldn't help but think of this lotus-picking poem and began to chant it softly.

"Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. The water covers the sky with green color, and the flowers bloom with cold and red colors. How lucky are passers-by to meet here. The lotus root is given by the Lord, and the heart of the lotus root is thousands of silk. The lotus fruit is given by the Lord, and the heart is as painful as Fried. Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. How easy is it to pick lotus, and how difficult is it to stand on a horse? The geese in the distant mountains are constantly crowing, and the clouds on the far river are as white as sails..."

Ding Ermiao was immersed in the pictures in front of her and the distant memories, wandering around and forgetting everything.

Qiushuang Qiulu, on the other hand, had already swam into the depths of the lotus leaves in a small boat, turned over and entered the water, and began to collect lotus roots.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a red figure suddenly appeared, with a three-foot green blade in his hand, pointing at Ding Ermiao's back.

(End of this chapter)