Chapter 45: Slacking Off, Day 45
Wen Ying only took the memories of Xu Mofeng’s incessant nagging from Little Mao’s mind; the rest of the memories were not damaged, and Little Mao’s daily life would not be affected.
Including his daily work, and… uh… occasional dates with his wife and girlfriends…
Sigh.
Wen Ying couldn’t help but feel a little melancholy.
These days, even donkeys have three or four girlfriends, while she, including her previous life and these fifty-plus reincarnations, has always been a single dog…
Slacking off is fine!
Men, forget it!
Wen Ying put the memory crystal into her sleeve and walked to the wall, gently brushing her sleeve across it.
If she rashly altered Xu Mofeng’s spell to access this place, it would easily alert him. Wen Ying only applied a layer of spell to the wall, which was roughly like a one-way mirror, allowing Xu Mofeng to see Little Mao, but Little Mao couldn’t see Xu Mofeng, nor hear his voice.
“Old Lady Wang, it’s done.” Wen Ying led Little Mao to Old Lady Wang’s side.
Old Lady Wang had already been considering whether to take over from her daughter and continue pulling the millstone, but she didn’t expect Wen Ying to actually make Little Mao stop kicking the wall and return to its original gentle demeanor!
Old Lady Wang looked at Little Mao, whose eyes were as confident and bright as before, extended her trembling hands, gently cupped Little Mao’s donkey face, and said with uncontainable excitement, “Little Mao, are you really better?”
Although Little Mao didn’t understand why its owner was so excited, seeing its owner happy, it was also happy.
So, it swished its donkey face handsomely and its front hooves elegantly tapped the ground.
That’s right! This was the original Little Mao! Little Mao had really returned to normal!
Old Lady Wang’s joy was evident; she turned her head, took Wen Ying’s hand, and kept thanking and bowing.
“This fairy, thank you! Thank you so much! You are our family’s great benefactor! Xiaole was just expelled from the sect, and if our family loses our source of income now… my daughter and I really don’t know what to do! Thankfully, you, our great benefactor, appeared at this time… Not only are you beautiful and kind, but you are also incredibly skilled! My Xiaole also looked after Little Mao for a while, but it was to no avail. You did it in a flash, and cured Little Mao!”
As expected of Wang Gou Dan’s family; when it comes to flattering, Old Lady Wang is not inferior.
However, for the most part, what Old Lady Wang said was true, and Wen Ying didn’t feel undeserving.
It’s just the title…
“Fairy” always made Wen Ying think of Rong Hua Fairy.
That “first beauty” who, after losing her ten-level beauty filter, never appeared in public again.
“Old Lady Wang, please don’t call me fairy,” Wen Ying said. “Just call me by my name, I’m Wen Ying.”
“Good, good!” Old Lady Wang shook Wen Ying’s hand, even more grateful, “Benefactor Wen! Not only are you beautiful and kind, and incredibly skilled, but you’re also very humble! I’m just a humble peasant, I don’t know how to repay you…”
Wen Ying heard that Old Lady Wang seemed to have misunderstood her meaning.
… Forget it, it’s troublesome to explain.
“No need to repay me,” Wen Ying shook her head. “But I want to chat with your daughter.”
To be honest, the memory crystal of Little Mao was enough repayment.
After all, Wen Ying’s help wasn’t entirely gratuitous. She had her own motives.
And, after curing Little Mao, Old Lady Wang’s tofu could naturally resume production, and tomorrow, Wang Gou Dan could buy some tofu back.
Recently, Wen Ying had been craving Mapo Tofu.
“Okay, okay, no problem!” Old Lady Wang nodded quickly, releasing Wen Ying’s hand, went to the door and shouted inside, “Xiaole, our great benefactor Wen wants to chat with you, should you come out, or should the great benefactor Wen come in?”
After Old Lady Wang shouted, Wang Xiaole was silent for a long time.
Finally, Wang Xiaole’s faint voice came from inside the house: “Let Senior Sister Wen come in.”
Senior Sister Wen had indeed helped her and her mother too much… She really didn’t have the face to see Senior Sister Wen, nor the face to see anyone from the Xunxian Sect, but…
Wang Xiaole also knew that it was her own fault…
Wen Ying pushed open Wang Xiaole’s door.
The room was simply furnished, without much luxurious decoration, but it could be seen that it was a girl’s boudoir.
Just like Old Lady Wang, it was simple and down-to-earth, a typical ordinary civilian home.
“Senior Sister Wen, thank you for Little Mao,” Wang Xiaole lowered her head, her voice a little muffled. “Little Mao is very important to our family… Thank you.”
Her gratitude was genuine. But her low spirits were also genuine.
“You don’t have to thank me,” Wen Ying waved her hand. “I have my own reasons for curing Little Mao.”
“Senior Sister Wen… wants to ask me something?” Wang Xiaole still kept her head down. “Although I’ve been expelled from the sect, calling me that… does Senior Sister Wen mind?”
“I don’t mind, you can call me Wen Ying if you want.” Anyway, Wen Ying herself would eventually leave the Xunxian Sect. “Indeed, I have something to ask you.”
In the previous fifty-one cycles, although Wen Ying had seen Wang Xiaole every time, and had become somewhat familiar with her, she had always been unaware of her cheating and other matters, and even learned her name only this time, let alone any deeper contact.
Seeing her today, although Wang Xiaole had the intention of cheating in the competition, at least she was not unreasonable, and she was a smart girl.
In Lan Xiaoming’s words, to err is human, to forgive divine.
“Please ask, Senior Sister Wen,” Wang Xiaole said with her head down.
“It’s about the powerful pills,” Wen Ying didn’t avoid it and asked directly. “Do you still have any extra powerful pills?”
Hearing the name of the pills that she regretted for the rest of her life, Wang Xiaole’s eyes widened, and she looked up at Wen Ying.
“Wen… Senior Sister Wen, you… why…” Wang Xiaole’s lips trembled slightly.
The powerful pills were her knot.
Since she was expelled from the sect and returned home, she hadn’t said a word to Old Lady Wang about anything in the sect.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to talk… she didn’t dare to talk.
She wanted to win too much.
Wang Xiaole’s father had died when she was very young; Old Lady Wang, a widow, took her to wander around until they finally settled in Xunxian Town.
At that time, Wang Xiaole would occasionally see immortals coming out of the Xunxian Sect and envied them very much.
She didn’t envy their high magical powers; instead, she envied that those immortals wore the same clothes every day and didn’t even need to eat—if she became an immortal too, she wouldn’t have to worry her mother about food and clothing!
Later, she really succeeded! She entered the outer sect of the Xunxian Sect!
At that time, she felt satisfied.
But later, because she had good cultivation talent and stood out among the disciples, she entered the inner sect…
She started to become dissatisfied.
Why was she always first in the outer sect, but in the inner sect, no one noticed her.
Besides those direct disciples, even among the inner sect disciples, there were many people with higher talent than her…
Eventually, she went astray.
“I’m a little curious about the composition of this medicine,” Wen Ying seemed not to notice Wang Xiaole’s abnormality, her face remained calm, her tone steady. “I want to study it.”
That was Wen Ying’s purpose, and there was nothing she couldn’t say.
Wen Ying’s frankness made Wang Xiaole slightly relieved. “So that’s it. I’m sorry, Senior Sister Wen, the rest… I threw them away.”
“Where did you get them from?” Wen Ying asked again.
If it didn’t work, she would buy some.
“I don’t know,” Wang Xiaole shook her head blankly. “That day, I was thinking about the competition and wandered around the sect… Then, I don’t remember what happened, and when I came to my senses, I was still wandering around the sect, but I had the powerful pills in my hand. I only know that this is a powerful pill, but I don’t know where it came from…”
As expected of a forbidden drug, its origin was so mysterious.
Hearing this answer, Wen Ying wasn’t surprised, but it seemed that buying it wouldn’t work.
“Then… where did you throw them?” Wen Ying continued to ask.
If she couldn’t buy them, she could just pick up some trash. As long as it wasn’t thrown into the dung pit or the garbage bin, Wen Ying could accept it. After all, there was qi to help.
But if it was a dung pit or a trash can…
As Da Hei said, even if the qi touched it, it wouldn’t work.
Wen Ying felt that even the qi she retrieved would make her smell bad.
“I threw them near the artificial rockery in the garden, the garden where everyone likes to bury things. As for where exactly…” Wang Xiaole tried to recall, and finally said apologetically to Wen Ying, “I’m sorry, Senior Sister Wen, my mood was very bad after I woke up that day… I really don’t remember where I buried them…”
“It’s okay,” Wen Ying nodded with satisfaction.
As long as it wasn’t thrown into the dung pit, everything was fine.
At worst, she could dig up the whole garden, just treat it as loosening the soil.
After answering Wen Ying’s questions, Wang Xiaole’s expression gradually sank again, returning to the dejected look she had when she first entered.
Wen Ying intended to leave, but seeing Wang Xiaole like this, she thought for a moment and said a few more words.
“This sentence is something I heard from someone else. To err is human, to forgive divine. Although the harm caused is unforgivable, it’s still much better than being obsessed with the mistake.” Wen Ying said to Wang Xiaole. “If you really like cultivation, even if you leave the Xunxian Sect, no one says you can’t continue cultivating, right?”
Wen Ying was borrowing flowers to present to a Buddha.
That sentence was from Lan Xiaoming.
Wang Xiaole suddenly looked up again.
“Senior Sister means…” There seemed to be a little light in Wang Xiaole’s eyes.
“Ah, something like that,” Wen Ying waved her hand.
Having said that, Wen Ying stood up and prepared to leave.
But at this moment, Wang Xiaole suddenly pushed her chair and stood up, saying to Wen Ying, “Senior Sister Wen, thank you! Actually… Senior Sister Wen, you helped us cure Little Mao today, which so many disciples couldn’t do, and you said these things to me… Senior Sister Wen, the rumors about you in the Xunxian Sect, should all be false!”
“Ah, really?” Wen Ying casually responded with a haha, stepped out of the door, and walked out.
Wang Xiaole in the room, whose gaze had been deathly still, gradually regained its light.
Senior Sister Wen was right. She made a mistake, but life still needs to move forward. She must never forget the mistakes she made; she must take them as a warning. But this doesn’t mean she should forever be immersed in her mistakes. Face the mistakes, and don’t let the future down.
Wen Ying thought that if this Wang Xiaole did a reading comprehension test, she would definitely get a full score.
To be honest, Wen Ying herself didn’t read so many layers of meaning from her sentence…
It can only be said that Lan Xiaoming’s words were indeed very insightful.
…
After that, Wen Ying continued to do some tasks released by the Xunxian Sect. Just like the volunteer work she did in college, Wen Ying really found it interesting.
To prevent Xia Hei from tearing the house apart, Wen Ying dared not let Xia Hei stay in either of her two residences, so she simply kept it by her side. It wasn’t unusual for a cultivator to have a spirit pet by their side, and no one asked about it.
During the breaks from completing tasks, Wen Ying would also watch the matches.
With both volunteer activities and entertainment programs, throwing matches was indeed fun.
After telling Wang Gou Dan about the tofu in the morning, Wang Gou Dan did buy back the Old Lady Wang’s tofu that Wen Ying had been craving at noon. Wen Ying also satisfiedly ate the Mapo Tofu, and by the way, let the disciples enjoy this novel delicacy.
Interesting days usually pass quickly; in the blink of an eye, it was dusk.
After delivering food to Little Sun Sun, Wen Ying returned to the disciple’s room she had built. She would be staying there for the next few nights.
Wen Ying thought she would have to wait a few more days, but unexpectedly, on the very first day, Xu Huang acted hastily.
That night, the stars hung in the Milky Way, and the moon was not very bright. Inside the Xunxian Sect, it wasn’t pitch-black, but it wasn’t bright either.
Such a dark night was a good time for petty theft and secret rendezvous.
Sure enough, that night, an arrow pierced the window of Wen Ying’s room, heading towards the bedpost with a piercing sound!
Wen Ying’s eyes turned cold, and the next moment, she teleported to the front of the bed, reaching out to pinch the arrow with two fingers.
This was an ancient bed made of pear wood. Although Wen Ying could easily buy a few more, she had obsessive-compulsive disorder and hated having a hole in her bed frame.
A letter was tied to the end of the arrow.
Wen Ying took the letter and casually crushed the arrow, which vanished into thin air.
Before Wen Ying could unfold the letter, the system’s mission prompt appeared before her.
【New mission! The Second Female Lead of the Substitute Novel, Mission Two, Don’t go to the appointment! Find a way to let Murong Mo know that this invitation was deliberately arranged by Xu Huang, and expose Xu Huang’s true face!】
Wen Ying somewhat annoyedly dismissed the mission bar.
She hadn’t even read the letter yet, and it was already blocking her view.
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