Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 146: Ying Lingyu = Jin Ping'er

Among these 25 children,
The oldest is eleven or twelve years old, and the youngest is only six or seven years old.

They are all at the age when they are very sleepy and won't get up even when the sun is high in the sky.

Xu Zhiqiu stood on the edge of the cliff, looking into the distance with his golden eyes, and saw smoke rising from the lower courtyard.

Ying Lingyu was busy in the kitchen, washing vegetables, cooking porridge, and steaming buns. Although her movements were a little clumsy, at least she looked capable of doing it.

"Hey!"

Xu Zhiqiu put his hands on his waist and smiled lightly.

"Chief of the Gate."

Qu Niang came behind her, carrying a winnowing basket full of unhusked rice on her waist.

“How many of these children do you plan to keep in the end?”

"It's hard to say, these kids all have the talent to cultivate Qi. But the ancients said that a person's character and mentality are the most important things in cultivating rebirth."

"So there are so many children...how are you going to screen them?"

"Let me give you an analogy."

Xu Zhiqiu grabbed a handful of rice from her winnowing basket and scattered it on the ground.

"Hulling rice is a delicate job, and it takes a lot of time and effort."

As he spoke, he picked up a brick.
The rice grains were pressed down with bricks, and the bran was removed from the rice.
Pick it up, hold it in front of you and blow it.
puff--

The debris flew around, leaving behind a bunch of milky white, plump grains.

Qu Niang seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly raised her finger:

"Oh, I see. You mean to put them under the same pressure, let them reveal their true nature under pressure, and then you can choose the best one, right?"

"No."

Xu Zhiqiu pointed at the lower house, with an unfathomable look on his face:

"These brats are so naughty, how can you expect to be gentle and kind to them?

What I mean is that if any of these kids dare to disobey me, I will hit them on the buttocks with a brick."

Qu Niang couldn't help curling her lips.
"You're just making fun of others..."

Xu Zhiqiu laughed.

"Sister Qu, I want to ask you something."

"Did you hear of any particularly outstanding geniuses during your time at Hehuan?"

Qu Niang was startled, "Why are you asking this suddenly?"

"Just tell me whether you have heard of it or not?"

"Hmm... there is indeed one," Qu Niang seemed to think, "Not long after you escaped from Hehuan, the head of Sanmiao accepted a closed disciple. It is said that he has a mysterious Yin body and a very high aptitude. In just half a year, he cultivated the beauty of a girl to the third level. This aptitude is said to be comparable to that of the founder Jinling eight hundred years ago. It is amazing."

Xu Zhiqiu listened carefully and nodded:

"Have you seen her? Do you know her name?"

"How can I, a small maid, meet such a person? As for his name, it seems to be..."

Qu Niang tilted her head and thought for a long time, then suddenly:
"Call me Jin Ping'er!"

"Jin Ping'er... Is this a proper name? It's better to call her Naiping'er."

Qu Niang rolled her eyes at him.
"Not serious."

Xu Zhiqiu chuckled and looked towards the lower courtyard. His golden eyes, which had already fully developed, pierced through the layers of clouds, through the houses, and fell on the woman in the goose yellow skirt.

I can't help but sigh:
"It's incredible."

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"Cough! Cough cough!!"

It rained last night and the firewood got damp.

In the kitchen, the thick smoke made her unable to open her eyes. Ying Lingyu coughed twice with difficulty, but managed to steam the buns.

Next to the kitchen was the cafeteria, and the noisy sound of the kids banging their chopsticks against their bowls made her frown.

"I want to eat! I want to eat! I want to eat!"

The waves of protests that came to her ears made her more and more upset.

"Noisy little brat..."

Ying Lingyu, or Jin Ping'er, cursed inwardly.

He remembered that he was the first core disciple of the Hehuan Sect and was highly loved and valued by the sect.

Now he has to sneak into a righteous sect and do those shady things.

It can be said that danger and shame coexist.

But in order to take back the treasure of her sect, she had no choice. Considering the ability of Xu, open robbery would definitely not work.

The only way is to sneak in first, gain their trust step by step, and then act secretly.

Just gaining trust is a challenge for her.

but,

After all, he is the number one genius of the Hehuan Sect, a top person in every sense...

Her slender jade fingers brushed the hair beside her ears.

It was such an unintentional simple action, but it revealed an amazing charm.

It was as if a hazy filter was added, covering up all the flaws on her face, leaving only a natural aesthetic picture.

I checked the human skin mask on my face to see if the steam had cracked the skin, and I was quite satisfied.

"Humph, dealing with a bunch of little kids shouldn't be a piece of cake, right?"

The screen turned,
On the dining table in the cafeteria,

"Pig food! This is pig food!"

“We don’t eat pig food!”

The clattering sounds of bowls and chopsticks smashing, as well as the noisy complaints of children, almost buried the perpetrator alive.

The smile on Jin Ping'er's face gradually became extremely stiff.

She tasted the food on the table. Although it didn't taste outstanding, it was definitely eatable.

How can you say it's pig food?

Fortunately, she got up early in the morning to take care of it.

Isn't this a waste of her hard work?
Veins bulged faintly on Jin Ping'er's forehead, and she cursed inwardly:

These little brats dare to be picky about food!

Is my cooking skill really that bad?
Finally, she suppressed her anger, pretended to be gentle, and coaxed:
"Uh... Is the food not to your liking? Tell your sister what you want to eat and I'll make it for you, okay?"

"Redoing it is still pig food! How did you manage to be a babysitter!?"

There was a fat boy standing on the table with his hands on his waist, pointing at her nose and scolding her:

"My second uncle's nephew's second uncle is a registered disciple of Master Chang Ying of the Sanyi Sect. Believe it or not, I will file a complaint against you and ask you to get out of here!"

"hiss……"

Jin Ping'er took a breath of cold air, suppressed her anger, and asked with a smile:

"So what do you want to do little brother?"

The little fat man turned his face away.

"I want to eat candied haws!"

"I want to eat too!"

"And I!"

The children chirped in response.

"Tanghulu, eh? Okay... I'll go to town and buy some for you."

Jin Ping'er lowered her eyebrows and tried to coax him, but in her heart she had already clenched her fists.

While smiling at the children, he backed out of the cafeteria.

After he went out the door, he could not hold back his anger and leaned against the wall with one hand, gnashing his teeth until they made a creaking sound.

huh... huh...

Hold it, hold it...

You are here with a mission, and a little impatience will ruin your great plan.

In any case, in order to regain our treasure,
You need to calm down...

She constantly builds up her mental strength.

But as the most talented disciple of Hehuan, when has he ever suffered such evil?
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, and my blood pressure soared.

after all,

"Damn it, I can't stand it!"

She lowered her voice and yelled angrily,
She kicked the wall hard with her embroidered shoes until her toes hurt, which made her even angrier.

On the top of the mountain, Xu Zhiqiu crossed his arms and took in the entire scene.

I couldn't help but tease:
"Wow, you're quite irritable."

(End of this chapter)