Crying While Filling the Pit I Dug - Chapter 17
Song Miaomiao was also very excited and smiled brightly. The male lead finally entered the Sect, and the main line of the plot was about to begin. What did the Wanshan Sect in her work look like?
Coincidentally, Brother Song came down from the mountain, saying, “Sister, I have already reported this matter to Master. He is reasonable and allowed me to bring you back to Wanshan Sect.”
This… Was this the inside story? Others become disciples only after passing five levels. She was just the younger sister of one of the disciples, so she could pass the competition like this, right? Didn’t he say she couldn’t be a disciple last time? Could it be that this was the treatment that only the author could have?
Ling Qianyi smiled and said, “That’s great.”
Senior Brother Song suddenly hesitated, “It’s just…”
Ling Qianyi said, “Just what?”
Brother Song bit the bullet and said, “It’s just that you can’t be a disciple and there are not many places where Wanshan Sect needs girls, except… except the kitchen. I’m useless. I can’t find any other way to arrange for you to stay by my side.”
Brother Song explained, “Sister, you don’t have to worry, the cooks in the kitchen are all good-natured, I will never tolerate others bullying you. The work in this kitchen is not heavy, you usually help wash the dishes and add food. We can see each other every day.”
After working in the kitchen for a long time, she still had to wash the dishes! How could the author’s job only be to wash dishes?
Song Miaomiao nodded resignedly. It was life! She thought that she might have been a dishwasher in her previous life.
Ling Qianyi whispered, “Then can I also see Miaomiao every day?”
Senior Brother Song said, “That’s natural, at least we can see each other every meal.”
On the night when the last competition ended, Master Fang and all the disciples of the Wanshan Sect led the new disciples up the mountain to arrange accommodation. Brother Song took a leave of absence and took Song Miaomiao into the city to buy clothes and various supplies.
Otherwise, it was better to say that only the elder brother was good in the world. In order to make up for what he owed Song Miaomiao, Senior Brother Song bought her dozens of sets of clothes, as well as various pastries and delicacies, even hairpins were considered. Song Miaomiao no longer looked like a little beggar, but like a little girl from a well off family.
That was also the first time Song Miaomiao had looked in the mirror when she came to this world. The restaurant did not have a mirror. At most, Song Miaomiao could use clear water to look at her face by the river, but the reflection was not clear. A faint shadow could be seen. The body was very similar to her original body in the 22nd century, but it was at least two sizes smaller, dark and thin, and looked malnourished.
After shopping, Brother Song led Song Miaomiao up the steps of the mountain gate.
She didn’t know why she wrote that the Wanshan Sect was situated on the highest mountain, why didn’t she just make it on a flat ground? There were at least two thousand steps from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and there was no pavilion for resting!
This kind of heaven-defying stairs, Wanshan Sect, how can you allow it to exist?!
She didn’t know why she wrote about martial arts back then and not about cultivation. How cool it was to fly with a sword in other people’s cultivation novels, but martial arts novels rely on two legs. This was still a mountainous place, and one couldn’t even ride a horse!
The water that filled her mind when she was writing the novel back then was the tears she shed as she climbed the stairs then.
After less than a third of the walk, Song Miaomiao was already lying on the steps, panting, [System Oppa, can I redeem my wish once, so I don’t have to climb up to the Wanshan Sect step by step?]
System Oppa: [Your wish requires 1000 points, and the current points are 1900 points. Do you confirm the exchange?]
Song Miaomiao didn’t hesitate at all, saying, [Change!]
System Oppa: [Welcome to the Lujiang Literature Network Author Filling Pit System Points Mall, our mission is: to fill in the pits you dig yourself even when you cry. Redeeming, please wait.]
Song Miaomiao: […]
System Oppa: [The exchange is successful, the current points are 900 points.]
Song Miaomiao: [System Oppa, how do I get to the Wanshan sect directly? Are you going to let me just skip this chapter?]
“Sister, you’re so weak, I’m afraid you won’t be able to finish walking the stairs, why don’t you let me carry you up the mountain?”
Song Miaomiao looked at Brother Song with a weird face.
If I knew it, I would have asked Brother Song for help. I wasted 1000 points for nothing. This broken system has misled me!
Brother Song walked all the steps step by step with Song Miaomiao on his back.
At the end of the steps was a large platform, which was the front yard of the Wanshan Sect. Song Miaomiao inspected it visually and estimated that it was about half the size of a football field. It was paved with bluestone slabs. The pavement was slightly different. Behind the Bagua (eight trigrams) that was, at the edge of the centerline of the front yard, there were about a dozen steps. On the steps was another yard, which was half smaller. The side halls were all antique.
Brother Song carried Song Miaomiao on his back and walked along a small path beside the front yard to the back mountain. The back mountain was full of trees and fields all over. The small courtyards were hidden in the mountains and forests, which looked like an ancient mountain town.
Song Chaowang looked around and her gaze fell on a large courtyard. She couldn’t see the room clearly, but saw many tables and chairs under the eaves in the courtyard. Brother Song gently put Song Miaomiao off his back and called out, “Aunt Cuihua, Uncle Zhang.”
A woman in her mid thirties to forty and a lame old man followed the voice from the house, “Chao Wang.”
Song Chaowang said respectfully, “Aunt Cuihua, Uncle Zhang.”
Aunt Cuihua looked Song Miaomiao up and down, saying, “This is the girl you mentioned, she looks really full of life.”
That was formal flattery. Song Miaomiao’s yellow and thin face didn’t match.
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