I played as an assistant in ancient times

Chapter 142 Consideration

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After advancing to the eighth level of Qi Refining, Ye Nuan was no longer afraid of the heat.

However, even though she was sitting here without any other external noises to disturb her, her heart could not calm down.

She closed her eyes and thought back to a few years ago when she had her spiritual roots detected. After several years of physical training, she happily came to the world of cultivating immortals with her parents, preparing to take the teleportation array in Luojingfang City to attend the disciple-recruiting conference in Taiyi Sect.

The teleportation array consumes a lot of resources, requiring the gathering of a hundred people each time, and can only be opened once a month.

The family of three missed the teleportation trip more than ten days ago and had to temporarily rent a house in Luojing City.

In the world of cultivating immortals, spiritual stones are indispensable for daily needs. My parents have reserved a teleportation array, and their spiritual stones are almost gone. Fortunately, one of them can brew wine, and the other is good at making talismans.

You can also exchange it for some spirit stones in the market.

That day, after strengthening our bodies, I and the little girl next door, Yan Meimei, went to the market together to look for our parents and brother. My parents, who only had two jars of wine and a few talismans, simply packed up their stall and took me to the river to eat wontons.

Yan Meimei and her sister also packed up their things, and everyone went there together.

"Xiao Nuan, Grandpa Liu's wontons are the best, better than the spiritual dumplings from Xiankelai."

"Yeah, my favorite is Grandpa Liu's fried quail dumplings." Ye Nuan and Meimei ran hand in hand in the front.

Father Ye called to them from behind: "Run slower."

When we rushed to the river and put the five bowls of wontons that Grandpa Liu and his wife had ordered on the table, we heard long whistles and explosions in the distance.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and colorful lights were flying from afar.

The mother immediately pasted a few golden bell talismans on Ye Nuan and said, "Xiao Nuan, don't be afraid."

"Mother." Ye Nuan, who was tightly hugged by her mother, had no idea what was going on. She just drew the Qi into her body, and a mortal eye could not see far.

Dad protected them and wanted to go to the nearest Guiyuan Sect pharmacy, where there was a protective magic circle.

Unfortunately, the streets were in chaos. The Qi-refining cultivators were running desperately, and the Foundation-building cultivators ignored the ban and flew into the air with their swords.

However, he was knocked down by the restriction before he could fly less than ten feet.

The very few Jindan cultivators in the market town were unable to break the aerial restriction and flew towards the city gate in a blink of an eye.

Ye Nuan turned her head and saw Meimei fall down. Her brother picked her up but was knocked over by the monks who rushed over.

Grandpa Liu and his wife, who made wontons, tried their best to push their little grandson into his father's arms.

Father Ye hugged the frightened little boy, and a bunch of vines flew up, rolling the Yan brothers and sisters to his side.

A few people squeezed through the crowd and were about to squeeze into the medicine shop when there was another loud bang and the shop exploded.

As the air waves surged, Ye Nuan heard the cries of many children.

Her mother hugged her tightly and pasted a few golden bell talismans on her. Together with her father and elder brother Yan, they surrounded her, Meimei and the little boy from the Liu family.

Ye Nuan hugged the unconscious Meimei and held the little boy's hand tightly. She saw her parents and Brother Yan swinging out long vines to roll up a group of children huddled together under the exploded shop.

There were explosions, screams, and the clanging of swords and arrows everywhere.

Only then did Ye Nuan realize that there were countless swords and knives around them, slashing at all living things.

She saw a cultivator being beheaded, and a female cultivator and a spirit beast being pierced through the chest by sword light.

Her parents, Brother Yan, and some monks who escaped from the store were surrounding them, a group of children, fighting with swords and sabers.

Seeing a row of swords rushing towards them, several monks couldn't even resist with the earth walls, wooden shields and water curtains, and the golden bell covers on the children's bodies were breaking into pieces.

An old monk shouted, "Help old Taoist Che protect his granddaughter."

He flew towards the row of sword lights and exploded with a bang. The row of sword lights disappeared, and a child's voice cried out: "Grandpa..."

As more and more swords and knives came at them, there were also wind blades and flaming arrows.

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"Of course I have read it, but the book has been borrowed by my cousin. If Mr. Lin needs it urgently, I will retrieve it as soon as possible." Shen Changsui invited him to come in first.

When Shen Xiaoye heard the tone of Mr. Lin Er, he whispered to his cousin, "You are here with bad intentions! What's wrong with the book?"

"I wonder if cousin Hui has lent it to someone else again?" Shen Cungeng was upset, but then he thought again and felt that the other party would not come to him for this.

Fortunately, my great-grandfather and grandfather were wandering around in the wasteland, so they didn't hear anything that would make them angry.

Shen Xiaoye felt the same way, so she followed her fourth uncle to welcome the guests.

Fortunately, Lin Enjun had no intention of talking at the door. After they entered the courtyard, he first paid a visit to Lin, the aunt from the clan, and then followed them to the west wing.

He looked around the Shen family's small study, which was clearly separated from the bedroom by a bamboo bookshelf.

When Shen Xiaoye brought him tea, he had already explained the whole story in detail and showed Shen Changsui the printed version of the Spring and Autumn Annals.

"How could this happen?" Shen Cungeng couldn't hold back his anger. Someone outsider was criticizing his cousin Hui under his pressure, but his face turned red, which was really embarrassing.

Shen Xiaoye said: "Uncle, we must immediately find cousin Hui to find out what happened."

There was one thing she still believed in. Shen Cunhui had been studying since he was young and he was the only male in his parents' family. Although his life was not as good as that of wealthy families, he had enough food and clothing and was not a money-hungry person.

She took the book and flipped through it. There was a red seal on the lower right corner of the title page that read "Grand Secretary's personal annotations, each copy priced at five taels of silver." "It's a finely carved edition, and the price is too high."

"There is no time to lose. Brother Geng, please help prepare the horses." Shen Changsui nodded. He had to give an explanation to the Lin family.

You should know that the most expensive of ordinary finely engraved and printed books is two taels of silver. Such a high price is raised by taking advantage of Mr. Lin's reputation. If some students who cannot afford it spread the word, it will be easy for them to be impeached by the Censor-in-Chief.

"I'll go right away." Shen Cungeng wished he could fly over right now.

Shen Xiaoye stopped him: "Let's go, uncle's eyes are not suitable for riding yet."

Then he apologized to Mr. Lin: "Please forgive me."

"Not that delicate." Shen Changsui was about to go and get the horse himself, but unexpectedly the two little ones blocked him on the left and right.

Lin Enjun couldn't help but look him in the eye and said, "You can just rest at home and ask Cousin Shen to go with me."

He didn't quite understand why the two young boys followed him.

"Uncle, you must follow the doctor's advice, otherwise after the Lantern Festival, I will definitely ask grandma to stop you from going to Beijing.

Besides, we still need you to look after the family." Shen Xiaoye stared at Shen Changsui very seriously.

Shen Cungeng also said: "Fourth Uncle, I will also help Xiaoye."

Faced with their unanimous opposition, Shen Changsui had no choice but to wait at home while his eldest brother took the two younger ones with him.

Fortunately, Master Lin arrived early. Their group of four people and three horses rode at full speed to the city, and it was almost the beginning of the evening.

As soon as my uncle entered the city, he wiped the sweat off the horse with concern. Indeed, traveling a hundred miles a day is a severe test for a poor horse.

The two younger ones rode fast horses every few days, and their thighs were sore from the friction.

Shen Xiaoye took a deep breath and said, "Uncle, let's rent an inn and ask them to take good care of the horses. We will go find cousin Hui first."