My Daily Cultivation Life with a Clumsy Female Disciple

Although knowing that the possibility of assassinating the Xuan Qin Emperor was not big, Qin Ran still felt that he should go take a look at that man called Zhao Zheng...He was curiously tight.

This man who intended to unify the land of immortal remnants made him think of the man in his previous life who had unified Huaxia, he could not see the man in his previous life anymore, but he could see this man at first sight.

He took the map and set off from Wuyi City, following the nearest route towards Xuanqin flying.

All the way flying by, under his feet were all the places in North Chu occupied by Xuanqin. Heavy snow and rarely seen people. The people seen were either the exposed corpses of North Chu soldiers in the wilderness, no one to collect the corpses, or the women, children and old people who froze to death by the roadside.

Under the so-called war, ten rooms and nine emptinesses, floating corpses for thousands of miles.

Qin Ran couldn’t bear to look more, he flew high, and accelerated towards Xuanqin. Finally, when it was near dusk, he flew into the territory of Xuanqin.

After flying in the Xuanqin country for not long, the night color gradually thickened, and he stopped.

In the black and fuzzy sky, it was snowing, the sky was already dark, and he couldn’t see his fingers when he stretched out his hand. At that time, it was extremely cold and the cold wind was blowing.

Qin Ran thought in the snow:

He still didn’t know what the situation was in the capital of Xuanqin, but he was going to find the Emperor of Xuanqin. In all probability there would be a fight. He hurried in the dark, hurried slowly to hurry to an unfamiliar place, and the situation was unclear. It was too dangerous. If he was not in good condition, he might directly send his head.

It is better to find a place to rest first, take things slowly, and discuss long-term plans.

He lowered his altitude and flew while searching for low-altitude smoke, looking for a good while before finally finding a place with smoke from cooking fires.

Over there in the valley, there were chicken and dog cries, and he could also see the smoke from cooking fires in the night, probably still a not small village.

As he approached the village, he landed on the ground, changed his body shape, and turned into an old man who was on the road, holding a crutch, coughing, staggering, and walking pitifully into the village.

Strangely, although there were chicken and dog cries in the village, as well as the smell of cooking smoke and firewood, and even the faint yellow light in the houses by the road, you could still see the silhouette of people through the windows, and hear human voices, but on the road outside the houses, you couldn’t see a single living thing, no one was walking, not even a cat or a dog.

In this situation, Qin Ran was doubtful in his heart, and he also had guesses.

He knocked on the door of a household not far away where there were voices inside, and said, "Cough cough, host, the old man is from Anlu City, on his way to Mo City this time. But it was dark and heavy snow, I had to stop here on the way and want to stay overnight. Please do me a favor, host."

Then, as soon as he knocked on the door, the voices in the room stopped immediately. Originally there was talking and laughing inside the house, lively, but now there was no sound at all, as if there was no one in the room.

He frowned, knocked on the door again. This time, before he had time to speak, the light in the house went out.

His hand stopped awkwardly in front of the door.

Qin Ran stood in front of the door for a while, then changed to another house, but still no one responded to him. Even after knocking on several doors in a row, the results were almost the same. Either hold their breath and blow out the lights, or let the dogs bark, or the host family urges them directly, and no one is willing to take him in.

After going through four or five families in a row, at last, when he was about to slip away and wander in the snow for one night, someone finally took him in.

This house had a very small door, a small courtyard, and several rammed earth houses. The light in the house was dim, which looked particularly bleak on the cold night.

There were only chickens in the yard, no dogs. Qin Ran knocked on the door. The chickens who had already entered the chicken coop were disturbed by the sound and clucked noisily for a while. After not long, the door of the rammed earth house in the yard was opened, lamplight shone out from the house, and through the low mud wall fence he could see a woman walking out of the house.

She crossed the yard, came over to open the yard door, saw Qin Ran, and asked gently, "Old man, what's the matter?"

Qin Ran looked at this woman, she was a woman in her late twenties, dignified in appearance, rough skin, tied up hair, wearing thick cotton clothes, with a gentle feminine charm, a very beautiful village woman image.

"It's dark and the road is slippery. The old man wants to stay overnight," Qin Ran said hoarsely.

When the woman heard this, she hesitated for a good while, she also wanted to refuse at first, but seeing that Qin Ran was an old man in his twilight years, she still nodded her head, reached out to support him, and said, "Old man, please come in quickly."

What a kind woman! Qin Ran sighed.

In this situation, in such a night scene, if there is a stranger coming to lodge, if something goes wrong, if the person who comes is vicious... then it would be a disaster from heaven for her.

She knew, because she hesitated, but she still led Qin Ran into the house, because she was indeed kind.

In troubled times, I only hope that such kind people live a little longer.

Following the woman through the tidy courtyard into the house with the oil lamp lit.

There was a stove in this house, a fire bed, the stove was still hot, the fire had been lit, rice had been cooked; there was a fire on the fire bed, with a pot on the fire, and vegetables were still being cooked in the pot. On the fire bed, around the firewood, there was a six or seven-year-old boy with a tiger head, he was wrapped up warmly, sitting on a small stool, holding a bowl and eating.

When the little boy saw Qin Ran come in, his bright eyes just looked at Qin Ran without saying a word, not afraid, just curious.

The woman led Qin Ran to sit by the fire, scooped a bowl of hot water from the pot on the stove, and smiled, "There is no wine in the family. Please have a bowl of hot water to warm up your body first, old man."

Qin Ran thanked her and took a sip of hot water.

The woman went to serve another bowl of rice, which was overly enthusiastic, treating Qin Ran as a guest.

"The old man is lucky, the food has just cooked," she laughed. "The food is very simple, no oil, I hope the old man doesn't mind."

Qin Ran looked into the pot. The pot was cooking oil dregs, carrots and cabbage. It was simple to say, but not simple to say. For a woman like her to feed her child such food in the cold winter month, it was indeed not simple.

"No problem. At this time, this is like mountain delicacies and seafood," he laughed. "I have walked all the way, every family closes their doors, as if I am some beast, demonic cultivator, and does not receive me. Fortunately, little mother, you are kind at heart and entertained me, otherwise I would have to sleep in the snow tonight. With these old bones of mine, maybe I wouldn't wake up tomorrow. Little mother, you saved my life!"

"Haha..." The woman smiled shyly, handed the rice to Qin Ran, went to get chopsticks, and explained, "In the cold winter month, there are no young men in the village, only the old, weak, women and children. Everyone is very careful, goes to bed early at night, and sleeps early too. At this time, it is even more dare not to entertain strangers. The situation is special, I hope the old man doesn't mind."

"No young men?" Qin Ran's mood became more complicated for a while.

Because the young men of Xuanqin were all in front of Wuyi City in North Chu.

He took the chopsticks and couldn't help sighing, "When the country prospers, the people suffer; when the country perishes, the people suffer. For ordinary commoners like us, war is always suffering."

When the woman heard this, she went to get her own rice bowl, sat down next to the little boy, and said, "After all, it is to serve the country and be loyal to His Majesty. But those things are too far away from me, I just hope he comes back safely."

"Is your husband also at the front?" Qin Ran asked.

"My dad is a war hero!" Before the woman could answer, the little boy raised his head and shouted loudly, "He opened up territory for Xuanqin, made great achievements in battle, and is admired by everyone. A great hero!!"

Qin Ran and the woman both looked at the little boy. The little boy's face was full of pride, and his eyes shone with glorious light.

Your hero is a demon in someone else's eyes. Qin Ran's heart became even more complicated.

"My husband went to war at the beginning of the year and has not returned," said the woman as she reached out and stroked the little boy's head, her eyes full of compassion. "The army sent word a few days ago that the front lines are tight on supplies and even the expeditionary forces won't be coming home for New Year's. Ultimately, I just hope he returns home safely. It's been hard on the poor child not having seen his father for over half a year... I want my son to always have his father's company."

As she spoke, they ate their meal and sat by the fire. The woman heated more water for Qin Ran to soak his feet, then showed him to a guest room where he could sleep. Worried that Qin Ran would be cold, she brought him two extra blankets.

The next morning at first light, when the sky had just begun to brighten, Qin Ran heard a commotion break out in the yard.

There were angry shouts from men mixed with women and children crying and dogs barking, the noise rising sharply.

Listening closely, he could make out that some young village men had dodged the draft and officers had come to forcibly take them away to serve.

...It was like a scene straight out of The Stone Moat Official.

Qin Ran couldn't help but sigh. He got up, got dressed, and prepared to go outside to see what was happening.

But just as he had finished getting dressed and went to open the door, the woman from last night hurried over and led him swiftly around the back of the house, telling him urgently as they went, "I heard the front lines are strained and the officers have come again to collect taxes. You mustn't let them see you."

With hundreds of thousands of soldiers facing off on the front lines, the daily burn rate of supplies in Xuanqin would be astronomical. It was normal for the government to collect taxes frequently. Qin Ran understood this, but still...

"Why?" he asked as they walked. "What does it have to do with me? I'm just a passing old man."

"If they see you, they'll count you as part of our household and tax us more," explained the woman. "What's more, with the tense domestic situation, ordinary people are forbidden from traveling around freely. If they catch you, they'll charge you with vagrancy and take you away..."

Before she could finish, they heard the main gate of the yard shoved open roughly, followed by a loud shout: "Where are you hiding?! Come out!"

"Old man, hurry and run for your life!" the woman told him. She hastily stuffed a hard steamed bun into Qin Ran's hands then turned and rushed back into the house.

Qin Ran watched her retreating figure, the steamed bun in his hand. For some reason, he sighed again.

Soon the clamor drifted out from the house:

"There's someone else in their family..."

"I saw her hide that man inside last night."

"There isn't anyone else..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Before long, the woman was shoved back out to the yard by the officers, but in the end they did not find the old man the villagers had described.

One bystander piped up, "Where did he go? That old fellow knocked on half the doors in the village last night, and she took him in..."

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