Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 211 Gold Jade 4

In order to prolong life, the various tonics and pills used have long since made the elderly's bodies unable to replenish themselves. Their bodies are like inflated balloons, unable to take in even a little air. A little more will cause them to explode.

The old man opened a restaurant early on in Qinghe Lake because of his superb skills. His eldest disciple learned his various skills and then took over the restaurant.

The second son was lazy and gluttonous, and he didn't learn how to cook a single dish. He just hung out outside all day, so the old man only let him take his share.

He also said to his most senior disciple, "When I die, you can convert his share into money and give it to him. With this money, you don't have to worry about whether he lives or dies."

The eldest disciple was very filial to the old man: "Don't worry, I will definitely make sure that Juhua doesn't go astray."

The old man sighed, "There aren't so many wrong paths. It's just that he lives like a pig in this world, only caring about his own happiness. The older he gets, the less human he becomes."

"You're not his brother, so there's no reason for you to clean up his mess. After I die, you can do whatever you want to me."

The eldest disciple looked hesitant, so the old man sent him away, and a little girl with pigtails ran in.

Behind him was the scolding of the eldest disciple.

"Don't run around here, do you think this is home?"

"I'm not looking for you, why do you care if I run around or not?"

"Because I'm your father!"

"Then I'll let Mom divorce you and find a new dad!"

"Lin Qiushi, are you itching for trouble? When we get back, I'll ask your mother to take all your candied haws away!"

"Then I'll use all those kitchen knives of yours to chop down trees!"

"I have no choice but to teach you a lesson now, Lin Qiushi, come here!"

"Why would I come here if you were going to hit me?"

"Can you come over or not?"

"No, no!" The girl's silver bell-like laughter rang out, and the door was opened with a bang, and the light came on brightly.

"Grandpa Ju, save me!"

Lin Qiushi flew into the old man's arms like a small missile, and the old man caught her.

The eldest disciple looked over and asked worriedly, "Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay, Qiushi is not that strong. You go and take care of the things in the restaurant. I'll take Qiushi out to play for a while."

When Lin Qiushi heard that they were going to play, he was so happy that he almost danced with joy.

Then I got a cold look from my father and a whispered threat.

"I'll take care of you when I go home."

Lin Qiushi made a face and replied, "If you punish me, mother will punish you."

Because the restaurant was very busy, the eldest disciple left in a hurry.

The old man took Lin Qiushi for a walk outside, and the sunlight shone lazily on the two of them.

Soon, Lin Qiushi's arms were filled with food and toys. She was a lively person, and whenever she saw a child, she would chat with them, and then share the food and toys with them, chirping like little birds in the early morning.

When the old man took her to continue walking, the food in her hand was gone, so she grabbed the toy and asked the old man to hold her.

The old man picked her up happily, and Lin Qiushi told her about her father's embarrassing stories.

"One time, he used my book as toilet paper. The teacher said I was making excuses for not doing my homework, so he made me copy the book as punishment. I told my mother, and she made him stand in the corner as punishment. He copied the book while standing, and he copied until late at night!"

The old man asked: "Did you explain it to the master later?"

"Of course I have. The Master even gave me a piece of Zuixianju honey candy to apologize! They don't have any!"

The old man said: "Your teeth won't tolerate sweet food anymore. Tomorrow I'll make you something sweet that won't decay your teeth."

Lin Qiushi quietly raised a finger and said, "I licked it secretly, and then it fell into the crack in the ground."

"You can't tell my dad."

"No, no," the old man said in a low voice, "then do you want to go meet the new monk?"

"Where? Where?" Lin Qiushi looked around like an excited little mouse trying to steal oil.

"Take me to see it quickly, Grandpa Ju!"

"Go and check it out, but have you finished your homework for today?"

"Can't you read it first and then write it? I already know all that."

The old man shook his head: "No, let's go back to do our homework now, and then go see the monk."

Lin Qiushi muttered, "It's not like I haven't seen monks before. Last time, when I showed them the way, they gave me a beautiful butterfly..."

"This time it's different. It's a disciple of the Ziyang Sword Sect. That's the Ziyang Sword Sect, a sect that can split mountains and seas with one sword and determine the fate of the world."

When his sleeve was pulled, the old man realized that Lin Qiushi had jumped off him at some point and was pulling his sleeve.

"Then let's go to my house! We'll finish our homework and watch the sword training now!"

Lin Qiushi was so excited that his voice was trembling. He pulled the old man away and said, "If I behave myself, can you let Master Jianxiu touch his sword?"

The old man said: "Then only the child who has completed his studies the best can touch the sword of the sword master."

"I am the best at completing my homework!" Lin Qiushi roared, urging the old man to hurry up.

"Let's hurry up! What if Master Jianxiu leaves later?"

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The first time Lin Qingyue met Mr. Chrysanthemum, he knew the boredom beneath his heavy dark circles.

Because he had picked up the broom.

"Get out! Get out! What does it have to do with me if this old bastard wants to restore the golden jade? Don't get in my way."

Lin Qingyue drew out his sword, and the sound behind Juhua became smaller and smaller.

"Let's talk it over. This sword is kind of hurting my eyes."

Juhua carefully pushed the sword out and scratched his messy hair.

"The old man didn't tell me that he was a sword cultivator. Weren't they all magic cultivators and medical cultivators before?"

Lin Qingyue: "I am here to complete the task, everyone please cooperate with each other."

Wen Lingyun: "Brother, we are here to help you."

"Help me?" Chrysanthemum Young Master's eyes lit up. "That's perfect! Jiao Ruoxing is hosting a banquet and I can't get in. Come with me!"

Lin Qingyue stopped him and said, "If I help you this time, will you honestly learn how to make golden jade from the old man?"

"It's just gold and jade! I promise you!"

Mr. Chrysanthemum agreed immediately. After all, he was just a half-baked person, so he really didn't care how the golden jade was made. In the end, he just wanted to hand in a sample and say that he had tried his best.

The old man wouldn't care anyway, and he didn't care whether the old man cared or not.

Lin Qingyue nodded and asked Mr. Chrysanthemum: "Are you a cultivator?"

Young Master Chrysanthemum puffed out his chest and said, "Who are you looking down upon? Me! A cultivator of the first level of Qi training, as strong as an ox!"

Lin Qingyue was speechless, and Wen Lingyun was confused.

"If I remember correctly, you are 30 years old this year, right?"

"Yeah, I just celebrated my 31st birthday."

"Then how come you are still at the first level of Qi training? What have you been doing during this period?"