I'm a mascot

Chapter 117 Practice

A day later, I came to the Ghost Bamboo Forest again. It was still the same as before. I came to the stone tablet, and it was still tilted.

Da Zhuang and Sun Xiao Wu started digging beside the stele, but they couldn't find the hole no matter how hard they dug.

Sun Xiaowu looked at me with suspicion and said, "Master, you are not old yet, am I sure you remembered the place correctly?"

I was so angry that I was about to go forward and do what I had done before, but as I took a step forward, my feet felt empty and I fell down again.

"Master!" Sun Xiaowu shouted.

"Squeak, squeak." Da Zhuang and Huan Huan also shouted.

When I woke up again, I was still in the cave and Sun Xiaowu had lit a fire.

I looked up and looked around and asked, "How long have I slept?"

"Oh, ah, Master, you're awake. It's dark now. Master, are you okay?" Sun Xiaowu hurried over and asked.

"Where are Da Zhuang and Huan Huan?" I asked when I didn't see them.

"Hmph, two heartless people. After they came down, they saw the cave and left through the cave not long ago." Sun Xiaowu pointed at the small cave.

"Squeak, squeak," a joyful sound came from the small hole.

"Master Huanhuan said they have arrived and asked me to protect you."

"Okay," I patted Sun Xiaowu's head and said, "It's easy to go down this cave, but it's hard to come back. Otherwise, you can go and take a look."

We stayed in the cave for one night, and I saw a few words inside the cave: "God is the guide, intention is the thread, and body is the foundation." What does this mean? Is there really a God?

In Donghua College, Li Moxiao was massaging Leng Yan's legs, saying, "Brother, don't worry, I'm very capable."

"I know. She was only five years old at the time, but she drove my master crazy. I could say that I raised her like my own daughter, but she was lost by my master when she was only two years old. I felt so sad at the time. But when I was desperate, she appeared like a god and saved me." Leng Yan sighed.

“Brother, you know, in the Southern Continent, others call her the lucky star, the mascot, and more.” Li Moxiao had used up all his words.

"You still need to kowtow? I saw it in the valley, haha." Leng Yan interrupted Li Moxiao with a chuckle.

It was already the next morning when I got back. I was covered in dirt. I saw that the sheep had been killed, so I went to the uncle who drove the cart yesterday to buy some string, and I started to sort out the sheep gut string.

"Senior Sister, do you need my help?" Li Moxiao came over and asked curiously when he saw me starting to work on the sleeping pig.

"No need," I said, and cut open the pig's belly. The pig didn't scream, but I heard all kinds of noises behind me.

"Ah, squeak!" Sun Xiaowu screamed in fright and jumped directly onto the beam.

"hiss,"

"what"

I looked back at those people and said, "Don't be fooled by its brutality. It can actually be used to treat knife wounds after a fight. It is most useful in the military."

"I'll learn from you," said the young man.

I looked at him and said, "You and uncle are together, right?

"Yes," the boy answered honestly.

"I'm a good friend of his mother and a doctor. My name is Wenting," said the uncle.

"My name is Zhu Zian," said the young man.

"You can learn if you want, but you have to be quiet. This is my first time trying a knife." After saying that, he turned around and ignored them. But in his heart, he kept complaining, "Look at me, what am I going to do? I have never learned any surgical knowledge in my two lives, and I don't have the legendary golden finger. I am also looking for a way. In this world, I studied medicine, which is more or less useful."

Cuts were made on the pig's stomach and legs, and then they were sewn up.

I stopped eating only when I felt hungry. I looked back and saw that the people behind me all looked pale. What happened? Did they vomit?

As the sun was high in the sky, it was time to go to dinner. Then I practiced acupuncture on sheep again. I didn't stop until it was dark.

Seeing the few sheep guts available, he sighed and said, "I have to buy sheep again."

Wen Ting said, "I will go buy sheep tomorrow. I will drive the cart and buy a few more."

Is this a reminder that my needlework sucks?