Chapter 123 All Apples
"Intuition." Ruan Xing said without hesitation, "Maybe you don't understand because you haven't had much contact with mortals. She gives me the same feeling as the stepmother who sells apples in Snow White."
"What is Snow White?" Qin Taihe's expression became even more confused.
"Well, it's just a folk story. It's not important. What's important is that when you have dinner tonight, you should take a closer look at what kind of person your uncle is. If their attitudes are the same, I think you should look for it here...what exactly are they hiding from you."
Qin Taihe thought about it, then nodded heavily, "Okay."
The various courtyards of the Qintai family's villa are basically not integrated together. They discovered it when they came in just now. The outer stone buildings and plants divide the various areas, scattered like a maze, while the inner courtyards are more scattered and basically closed to each other.
It seems that even if a large family lives together, they still have privacy from each other, just like a small city.
If you need to explore at night, just search the area where they are. The people in other places may not be the same group as them.
The servant led the two to a door and stopped, "Two guests, this is the room that will be cleaned for you."
Ruan Xingqi asked, "Didn't the lady tell you our identities when she gave you the order just now?"
The servant was stunned for a moment, then shook his head woodenly, "You are a guest."
"Got it. Go on with your work." Ruan Xing waved his hand and asked him to leave.
Turning to Qin Taihe, he said, "It seems that your second grandmother knows that you won't be staying for long. If we go by the experience of domestic fighting novels, she is probably your grandfather's second wife, but your father is the son of the first wife."
"Mother never mentioned this to me." Qin Taihe whispered, "But, the family fight..."
Ruan Xing interrupted him quickly, "Stop, this is not important. There is still some time before dinner. Why not take a walk in the yard and see if there are any elderly servants who can ask about your grandfather's life."
Qin Taihe did not bother about the words that Ruan Xing said which he could not understand. He just said "OK" and did not enter the room. He just followed Ruan Xing.
The servants along the way did not stop them when they saw them, but just silently lowered their heads to do their own work. The two of them wandered around for nearly half an hour before they finished looking at the entire yard. They also understood the layout of the yard and the houses where other people lived.
But I didn't go in to take a look. It would be very rude to enter someone's room without the owner's permission.
Ruan Xing frowned, "Do you find it strange?"
"What's strange about that?" Qin Taihe asked.
"We have just come here and have seen at least 40 or 50 servants. But judging from their ages, the youngest is 15 or 16 years old, and the oldest is only in his 40s. According to the time, when your grandfather was alive, the oldest servant here was just an ignorant child." Ruan Xing touched his chin and thought, "We can't ask these people."
Qin Taihe was silent. He seldom came into contact with mortals. Among the cultivators he saw every day, some of them looked lively and young girls but were actually three or four hundred years old, while some had a head full of white hair but were probably only thirty or forty years old. He was not sensitive enough about the age of mortals. At least, he could not judge the approximate age of a mortal without feeling his bone age.
"What should we do then?" Qin Taihe said.
Ruan Xing shook his head helplessly. "Although I don't believe that the servants who served your grandfather here forty years ago are all dead now, if you ask these people, they will definitely know nothing. Let's talk about it in the evening. As for now..."
She looked up at the darkening sky and saw a servant lighting a lantern under the eaves. He said softly, "It has come to this. Let's eat first."
Although the customs of the monks in Western Province are different, most of those who have reached the level of fasting will not waste time on eating three meals a day. Since the woman invited Qin Taihe to have dinner with her so naturally, Ruan Xing can be sure that it will definitely not be an ordinary meal.
Sure enough, in the small flower hall, behind a screen, there was an 8-immortal table with 6 hot dishes, 4 cold dishes, and 1 soup neatly arranged. All of them were spiritual food!
The spiritual energy and fragrance filled the air, rushing into Ruan Xing's nostrils. She couldn't help swallowing.
The woman smiled when she saw this, and quickly stood up and said, "I was just about to ask someone to call you, and now you're here. Come and sit down. Wait a moment, your uncle will be here soon."
There were only three of them sitting at the huge table.
Ruan Xing pointed to the large bowl of pink soup in the middle and asked curiously, "Madam, what kind of soup is this?"
She could just feel that this pot of soup had the most spiritual energy, and the ingredients in it must be high-quality spiritual plants.
The woman smiled and said, "This is the Three Treasures Soup. It contains three precious ingredients: the juice of the deer blood fruit, the mushroom slices growing on the ironwood, and a golden elixir-stage phoenix-tailed crane. My dear child, I won't eat too much with my level of cultivation. You and your uncle can eat more later. It will be beneficial to your cultivation."
Hiss...Crane meat soup, isn't this a bit too obvious?
Ruan Xing secretly glanced at Qin Taihe's expression. He still had a blank expression on his face and indifferent eyes. He hummed lightly and stopped talking.
Not long after, a young man came in from outside. His face was somewhat similar to Qin Taihe's, but not as delicate as his. He was a cultivator in the late Jindan stage.
He walked over to the woman and sat down. He looked at Qin Taihe with a gentle gaze and said, "This must be the child that my second brother left behind in Zhongzhou. He has grown up so big now and his cultivation is not bad."
"Hello, uncle." Qin Taihe greeted him. Just as he was about to say something else, the man suddenly laughed out loud, "Okay, kid, family members don't have so many rules. Eat quickly, or the spiritual energy will dissipate in a while."
Qintai He nodded silently and started to eat with his chopsticks, but he didn't eat a single bite of the crane meat soup in the middle. Even when the woman personally served him a bowl of soup, he didn't touch it at all.
Ruan Xing sighed inwardly. Who knows what the hell is going on with Qin Taihe right now. She has to form a united front with him, otherwise he will be upset again.
It’s a pity that I don’t have the capital to overturn the table now.
Ruan Xing suppressed his reluctance and heartache, not daring to even look at the pot of crane meat soup. He could only pick a few spiritual dishes beside it to eat, comforting himself. Although they were not the meat of Jindan-stage monsters, the other dishes also contained spiritual energy, so it would not be bad to eat a few more bites.
When they finished eating, the young man excused himself and left. Qin Taihe stood up and went back to his room in silence.
It seems that I have to comfort him later, Ruan Xing thought so and jogged to catch up. Suddenly, her legs went weak and she fell forward to the ground. She felt severe pain in her chest and abdomen, and sweat broke out on her forehead.
Qin Taihe seemed to be still immersed in his own emotions. He had closed the door and did not notice what was happening behind him.
"Fuck!" Ruan Xing cursed and crawled forward with some difficulty.
She must have been poisoned, and this simulation is likely to end in failure, but she hasn't figured out how she was poisoned. Since entering Qintai's house, she and Qintai He have been basically inseparable. How come she was poisoned but Qintai He was fine?
After finally climbing to Qin Taihe's door, she knocked on it with all her strength. By the time Qin Taihe came out, everything in front of her was blurry.
All that was seen was a large pool of bright red blood on the chest of Qin Taihe's originally white robe.
Thanks to Qing and Yue for the reward~
Thanks for the monthly ticket ~
Thanks to Momomomo for the monthly ticket~
Thanks to Ni Jiang for the monthly ticket~
(End of this chapter)
