Fleeing the wasteland and farming: don't panic, the family's metaphysics boss

Chapter 5 How To Hit You
It was already dark, and it was inconvenient to go down the mountain again. A few people walked down the mountain a little distance, found a leeward place, and set up camp.

Shi'an and Hongtao were in charge of collecting firewood and lighting the fire, Zhuifeng and Wenya were in charge of setting up the shed, Qingyu looked at the stars in the sky with her little feet shaking, and was suddenly overjoyed, and quickly took out the Qiankun Bow from Xuannv Temple and threw it to Wenya: "A Niang , there are birds in the sky."

Wen Ya's heart softened when she was called out by the milky voice, but her face was very stern. She caught the Qiankun bow, bent the bow and set the arrow in one breath, "swish" a few times, three times The bird fell down, she glanced at Zhufeng, and Zhufeng ran to pick up the bird.

Qing Yu snickered in her heart: One is happy to be a father, the other is happy to be a mother, it's quite different.

Wen Ya touched the Qiankun Bow fondly for a while, and then handed it to Qingyu. This ancient artifact was used to shoot birds. It was a shame. She had to make a stronger bow and arrow by herself. Shoot the pheasant bunny at close range.

Looking at the three little birds in Zhuifeng's hand, Hongtao suddenly regained some face: "I'm right, if this isn't a treasure land, how can there be birds that are already extinct?"

Qingyu nodded earnestly, "Thanks to Senior Sister Hongtao." Then he took out water from the Xuannv Hall and cleaned up the birds together with Zhuifeng.

Wen Ya inserted four wooden sticks as thick as fingers, looked at the two small straw mats, and felt embarrassed for a moment. She thought about it, called Shi'an, said "Let's go out for a while", and left the camp .

Heart started the fire, and set the three-legged cauldron filled with water on top of the fire.

After the water boiled, Zhufeng threw all the three little birds and some horse meat into it, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of pride in his heart. It's not too difficult to cook. A good seed for everything.

Half an hour later, Wen Ya and Shi'an came back, each holding a large bundle of fine-leaved grass and a bundle of vines, and Wen Ya's clothes were wrapped around something, and when she put it down, everyone was overjoyed, it turned out to be mushroom.

Qing Yu looked at Hong Tao's way of shaking her head, and the senior sister felt that she had regained her face.

"Before we set off tomorrow morning, let's go to the mountain to pick mushrooms. It just rained the day before yesterday, and there are a lot of new growths on the mountain." Wen Ya said as she took a strand of grass and pulled out a vine.

The vines overlap each other, take a strand of grass and then cross, and then build a strand of grass and cross again, and so on, and soon weave a simple but usable thatched roof.

Wen Ya started weaving the second one, and when she was done, she connected the two tops with vines, and it became a square top that could be folded in half and opened.

On the other side, Shi'an had inserted two rows of wooden sticks that were high in the middle and low on the sides.Wen Ya put up the grass roof, and a shed that could barely shelter from the rain was formed.

"This shed will be placed in Xuannv Palace in the future, and it will be much more convenient to take it out when needed." Wen Ya said with satisfaction.

Zhuifeng hurriedly spread two straw mats on the ground, took out two quilts, moved them up, and comfortably wrote big characters, "This is a bit better than our shabby house."

Qingyu was happy, and then she lay down on the bed. She was really comfortable, but she was a little nervous.

Although it is cold at night, it is still warm to be huddled together. The fire crackles and crackles from time to time, which makes the shadows of the trees stretch out; the mountains are quiet, only the stewed mushrooms with bird and horse meat in the pot , Gulu Gulu spent the first night in peace with enough food and drink.

The next day, as soon as the belly turned white, the family of five got up, drank the leftover broth from last night, and then went out to pick mushrooms in groups. In less than half an hour, half a basket was picked. Wen Ya even hunted two hares, and everyone was happy.

After packing up their things, the five of them went down the mountain, still walking along the main road.

Although it was September at that time, the sun was still scorching hot, and the winding and stretching loess road was like a large heated iron pot. With every step taken, heat waves rushed from the soles of the feet to the forehead, and then enveloped the whole body.

There are no people along the way, and everything is desolate, lifeless and depressing.Enduring all kinds of discomfort, the five people walked for another ten miles under the scorching sun, and finally saw a village, but before they could be pleasantly surprised, they could smell the strong smell of blood in the village.

The group of bandits who intended to wipe out Bailin Village the night before probably killed them all the way from the outside in. In other words, most of the villages after that also suffered disaster.Thinking of this, Qingyu's heart felt heavy, bandits were rampant, and the government didn't care about it, this Great Summer is coming to an end.

There were two tall locust trees standing at the entrance of the village. At that time, there was a leisurely old man sitting under the trees. His complexion looked very rosy and he was full of energy.There was a small shauke beside his leg, Qingyu took a closer look and found it was lotus root.

When Hongtao saw the old man, her eyes lit up immediately, and she exchanged glances with Qingyu, both of them understood.Seeing the two little girls winking, Shi An smiled.

As the head of the family in name, Zhuifeng has to go up to greet the old man, wanting to inquire about the situation.

But before he even lifted his legs, he saw three young men with bare arms walking out of the village.One of them stepped forward and lifted the old man's collar, his tone was very bad, and he couldn't tell the disgust: "Old man, take out the food, yesterday's food has been eaten."

The old man smiled slightly, and handed the Shau Kei to the man, who snatched it away, snorted, and pushed the old man away.The old man took a staggering step, bumped his back against the locust tree, but patted the dirt on his body without incident.

Qingyu's face turned cold, but before she could react, Wen Ya beside her had already caught up with the three young men without saying a word, and then kicked the three of them on the back with three fierce kicks. I fell and ate shit.

The three looked back, and saw a rural woman gouging them with her eyes. The three of them were so angry that they raised their fists when they got up, and Wen Ya reacted faster. It kicked a long way, but within a dozen or so breaths, the three of them lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

Wen Ya mercilessly stepped on the finger of the leader, who immediately screamed in pain again.

"Take it out." Wen Ya said coldly.

The man thought that Wen Ya wanted to grab food, so he pushed Shau Kei out without hesitation, "Here, I'll give you everything, if you want more, go and catch that old man, as long as he makes a move, you can find everything. I beg the heroine to let me go."

Wen Ya lifted the collar of the man's back coat, "You dog, whoever gives you something to eat, you go and kowtow to him."

The man was stunned for a moment, then he realized that he was trying to help the old man. He said angrily on his face, "He is a monster with magic skills. No one else can find food, but he can find it. He also attracted bandits. Kill most of the people in the village, and I will not kowtow to him."

Wen Ya had a violent temper and immediately gritted her teeth, "If you don't repent, I will send you to heaven today."

As soon as the words fell, not only the three young men were frightened, but also the old man turned pale with fright. The old man repeatedly waved his hands and said "No way", and stepped forward to persuade: "The woman is kind, the little old man understands, but These people haven't committed any serious crimes, they're just ignorant, and I hope the heroine will spare them."

Wen Ya looked at the old man with hatred, "They bully you like this, and you still speak well for them?" You must be confused.

The old man smiled indifferently, "The little old man is ninety-two, and he has not yet formed a family. I watched these children grow up. The village can't stay, most of them have fled. If they didn't stay, The little old man will really be a loner." He is old, and it is impossible for him to trek across mountains and rivers to escape from the famine, not to mention that he does not want to escape.

When the three young men heard this, their expressions became complicated.Wen Ya let go of her foot, but her tone was still threatening: "If you continue to be ungrateful like this, I will definitely beat you to the ground."

The three of them grudgingly got up and were about to leave, but Qing Yu stepped forward, her tone neither cold nor indifferent, as if she was standing on the top of the sky, "Shuzi's eyes are shallow, and you can't tell the difference between monsters and purple nobles. This is the fate of a virtuous man. With God's help, you are born here, and you are blessed with good luck, and I hope that you will not create any more foolishness in the future, accumulate goodness and become virtue, and good luck will come."

The three of them looked at the little girl in front of them, she was obviously just a village girl, but when she said these words, she seemed to be irresistible as if she had mastered the Tao. Yi ran away in a hurry.

The old man shook his head with a smile, and looked at Qingyu and the other five, "Everyone, I am grateful for your help. There is a lotus root field in front of the village. Why don't you follow me and I will send you some lotus roots. The disaster will be even worse if you go all the way." What's more, the journey will only become more difficult."

The old man brought five people to the lotus field in the village. The lotus field was not big, and traces of overturning could be seen everywhere. The old man stroked his white beard and smiled: "Actually, I don't blame them. God has blessed me. This lotus field seems to be difficult to dig." I am the only one who can dig out the finished lotus root, even if other people search the lotus field, they can't find half of it."

　On the Dark Cuisine of Daoist Daoists ~ One Pot Stew
　　
　
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