Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 4 The Immortal Cultivation World Has Its Own Language System
"Qin Feng, you sleep with Wei Xi!"

"You four!" The angry model teacher Zhao Dazui pointed his finger at the four boys who were about to cry. "I'm punishing you by not talking to Qin Feng! Go to bed now!"

Qin Feng made a face and dragged the blanket given to her towards Wei Xi who had already made a nest by the fire.

Qin Feng finally got into a comfortable position, holding his sword and looking at Wei Xi's closed eyes. She began to talk about her plan of defeating all the sects in one year, dominating the northern border sects in five years, and becoming the world's number one swordsman in ten years.

Wei Xi was unmoved: she had a brother who talked all the time, and Qin Feng couldn't bother her at all.

"Anyway," Qin Feng's voice mingled with the evening breeze. Around them were fires that occasionally emitted sparks. Zhao Dazui and the others were already dreaming, their protective array invisibly separating them from the starry sky. "A conservative estimate is that I will become the world's number one swordsman ten years from now."

"This is considering the Qingcheng Sect's garbage resources."

Qin Feng's hand subconsciously stroked the pattern on the scabbard. It was a relief of the Seven Nights Plum Blossom of Northern Frontier. An expert could tell at a glance that the relief was made by a famous master.

But Wei Xi didn't understand these things at all, so she couldn't give the reaction Qin Feng expected.

On the contrary, Wei Xi lay there motionless, with almost no breathing sound. If you didn't look closely, you would think she was dead.

Not getting any response from the other party, Qin Feng climbed up with his hair loose, then reached out to push Wei Xi.

The victim just moved his buttocks, and Qin Feng increased the strength of his hands and finally made Wei Xi open his eyes.

"You are really a taciturn person. You haven't said a word after listening for such a long time, right?" Qin Feng said sarcastically, gritting his teeth.

But the person she attacked didn't react at all. Even Wei Xi didn't get up to push back. She just closed her eyes and tried to sleep.

Furious, Qin Feng slapped Wei Xi's face. As soon as her hand reached out, Wei Xi bared her sharp teeth and bit down fiercely. But Wei Xi only bit the tip of Qin Feng's finger—after all, she had ambushed him with her eyes closed.

Qin Feng withdrew his hand. After all, she had practiced martial arts for six years, so her reflexes were not slow. But her anger was also rising. Qin Feng raised his hand and saw tiny beads of blood seeping out.

"What kind of teeth are those? You're not a dumb person, you're a trap!"

After saying that, Qin Feng remembered to look at Wei Xi. She found that the other person's unpleasant face squeezed out a rather exaggerated and complacent expression.

Even when the two of them were looking at each other, Wei Xi stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

"You!" Qin Feng felt something was wrong as soon as he said that.

Qin Feng glanced down at her still bleeding fingertips, then looked up at Wei Xi, whose expression changed into a grimace. It suddenly occurred to her that someone as vindictive and sinister as the Mute Man hadn't even spoken back at her!

It seemed as if he had grasped something, but it disappeared like a shooting star. Then a flash of inspiration came to him, and the answer was about to come out. The world unfolded before Qin Feng's eyes.

"You..." Qin Feng's expression changed from satisfaction at being a genius to a cautious inquiry, mixed with a hint of guilt. "Are you stuttering?"

……

"So you recruited a mute," Qin Feng asked Zhao Dazui, hands on his hips. Zhao Dazui seemed a little embarrassed, so he became even more aggressive. "You recruited a mute into your sect?"

"How did you know?" Zhao Dazui swallowed the steamed bun and touched the kettle at his waist.

"Qin Feng, I'm very serious about this: You can give us nicknames, but Wei Xi, don't bully her! This is what I'm telling you, and I hope you'll remember it." "Who are you?" Qin Feng retorted subconsciously. "You're a cultivator who keeps fire in the Qingcheng Sect, and you want to teach me, a rare genius once in a century, how to do things?"

Zhao Dazui poured some warm water into his mouth. His expression was serious and his chicken feathers stopped shaking.

"Qingcheng Sect is now also your sect, and I am your senior brother. Judging from all the nonsense you said, I can teach you a lot. Now eat your meal and get in the car with Wei Xi."

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes and climbed onto the ox cart with a lot of anger.

As soon as Qin Feng entered, he found Wei Xi sitting in the corner, holding his bag, looking like he was about to sleep.

Remembering the change in Wei Xi's expression last night when he asked her if she had a stutter, Qin Feng, assuming she was the one with the stutter, lay down again, facing away from her, and began to sleep. Surrounded by guilt, Qin Feng stopped bothering Wei Xi.

But Qin Feng couldn't understand why this vindictive girl didn't fight her to the end. Before dawn, she finally thought of another possibility and got a positive answer from Zhao Dazui.

Qin Feng now felt that he was too mean, but Wei Xi was about to fall asleep and looked like he didn't want to pay attention to her.

As for the brothers Mi Chong and San Guang, they were bullied by the bully Qin Feng and did not dare to sit in the carriage, so there were only two girls here.

After secretly glancing at Wei Xi for a while, Qin Feng was thinking about how to get closer to her.

"My name is Qin Feng. I'm from Jucheng, Zhongzhou. I'm twelve years old. I think the only thing you have that's in good condition is your teeth. Come play with me and I'll protect you!"

Qin Feng spoke very quickly. At first he didn't dare to look at Wei Xi's expression, but in the end he raised his eyes with a hard heart.

She found that Wei Xi had opened his eyes at some point.

"Do you agree?" Qin Feng leaned over to ask Wei Xi.

The latter suddenly raised his hand and pointed at his mouth, his fingers shaking rapidly under Qin Feng's puzzled eyes.

Qin Feng's eyes became more and more confused, and Wei Xi pointed to his ears again.

Qin Feng suddenly realized that he spoke too fast and Wei Xi didn't hear what he said clearly.

Now, guilt and self-blame completely occupied Qin Feng's heart.

She spoke again, slowing down her pace. Wei Xi's eyebrows knitted together in confusion as Qin Feng looked at her expectantly. Then she pointed at the other person's mouth, and Qin Feng had to slow down his speech again.

After repeating this several times, Qin Feng finally got Wei Xi's nod. What a great victory!
During this process, Qin Feng completed the adaptation to the Weixi language system.

Qin Feng was a little excited, and she continued to talk to Wei Xi. Basically, she slowly asked questions that could be answered with yes or no, and Wei Xi could communicate with Qin Feng by just nodding and shaking her head.

The two chatted like this for the entire morning. Qin Feng had to repeat himself to Wei Xi two or three times at the beginning, but practice made perfect, and he soon was able to complete a conversation with Wei Xi at a slightly slower pace.

As the two men gestured on the oxcart, the great educator Zhao Dazui was driving. Lin Yinghao folded his arms, his bamboo hat covering his face. The three lights and one insect huddled together to heal their emotional wounds. Zhao Dazui's heart was trembling like the chicken feathers on his head.

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