Back to the end of the world: I rely on hundreds of millions of materials to lie down and win natura

At noon the sun was in full bloom.

The scorching sun passes through the gaps in the trees and falls on every corner of the backyard, reflecting light and shadow on the ground.

As the temperature rose to 26 degrees, they were asked to change into light clothes and prepare to go into the kitchen with the ingredients for lunch.

On the way, I happened to meet Mingzhang's big apprentice.

His eldest apprentice is named Yunqi, who should be fourteen or fifteen years old in appearance and build, but has an extremely stable temperament and conversation.

Like Xun Song, Yunqi called them "good people" and raised his hand to signal: "Master invites you to the main hall for dinner."

Knowing that the two apprentices had prepared all their meals, they turned on their toes and followed Yun Qi to the main hall.

There is a round table in the main hall. There are six dishes and one soup on the round table. There are meat and vegetables, and the fragrance wafting out is very tempting.

Ming Zhang at the main seat invited them to sit down.

There was a faint smell of wine on his body, it was obvious that he had just drunk, and his face was a little red: "My apprentice killed a chicken to entertain you, you have to eat all of it."

Yan Shuo: "You are spending too much money."

"Small things." Mingzhang held up his wine glass, unable to conceal the joy in his eyes: "It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar."

"..." Yunqi glanced at him, wouldn't it be a joy to have wine coming from afar?
He saved some face for Mingzhang, didn't expose him in front of them, grabbed the chopsticks and handed them out to them one by one.

They are not polite anymore.

"Master Ming." Xie Changxiao saw that the master and the apprentice did not have the habit of keeping silent, and asked, "Have you always lived in the Taoist temple?"

"Ah."

"Did anyone go up the mountain to borrow a room before?"

"It's when it's extremely hot." Mingzhang picked up a piece of spicy rabbit and chewed it slowly: "There are fewer people going up the mountain this year."

Their masters and apprentices seldom go down the mountain, and they haven't seen outsiders for a long time. Yun Qi asked curiously, "What's the situation outside?"

Xie Changxiao talked about the plague virus.

He put two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth: "Everyone we met in Yuancheng wore masks, it must have been passed on."

Xun Song: "What is the plague?"

"A kind of infectious disease." Yunqi explained to the ignorant Xun Song in an easy-to-understand way.

"Will people die?"

"If it is serious, it may be."

They never shy away from the issue of life and death. In order to make them adapt to the troubled times, Mingzhang took them to see the dead bodies.

Therefore, Xun Song is not afraid.

He twisted the rice grains on his cheeks, stuffed them into his mouth, and sat there obediently holding the bowl, sometimes listening carefully for a while with his ears open, and asking questions on the spot if he had any doubts.

After lunch, he stepped on the stool and cleaned up the dishes with Yunqi, his sensible appearance made people feel soft-hearted.

Wen Yaxian: "I'll do it."

She snatched the bowls and chopsticks, Chi Yue and Wen Qizhou took away the remaining empty plates on the table, and went into the kitchen to clean them one after another.

After tidying up, Xie Changxiao proposed to hunt.

The three of them brought homemade bows and arrows for hunting, and left through the small door in the backyard. Chi Yue found a bag of seeds, and took Wen Yaxian's arm to the vegetable field.

They sprinkled the seeds, went back to the courtyard to make a pot of tea, sat on the recliner and read books, looking very comfortable.

The breeze rustled the trees.

Occasionally, it comes with fallen leaves, falls in the quiet courtyard, and is swept away at night, and the cycle repeats.

Day and night change, they live a peaceful and leisurely life in the Taoist temple filled with sandalwood, letting time pass unknowingly, gradually entering late autumn.

"Master!" Xun Song held a broom as high as him, and ran towards the backyard like a gust of wind: "There are two wounded benevolent people who want to enter the temple, do you want Xun Song to invite them in?"

Ever since the three masters and apprentices learned that the plague virus had appeared at the foot of the mountain, Yunqi locked the gate of the temple. This was the first time someone knocked on the door of the Taoist temple in more than a month.

Knowing the seriousness of the situation, Xun Song didn't dare to let them in without authorization, and immediately ran to the backyard to inform Ming Zhang.

"Qizhou, go out and have a look." Mingzhang was obsessed with playing chess with Yan Shuo, and asked Wen Qizhou to go without raising his head.

Chi Yue walked to the Guanmen with him.

They put on medical masks and protective glasses, pushed the latch to remove the chain, and half-opened the wooden door to take a look outside.

A young man hugged a woman in a coma and sat on the steps with his back to the Guanmen. His hand resting on the woman’s back had a bloodstain drawn by a knife. Ignore the smell of blood.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the young man turned his head.

Just as he was about to recount their situation, he asked Jin Guan to stay for a short stay. A pair of familiar eyes caught off guard and broke into his sight.

He murmured, "Sister..."

Chi Yue was stunned for two seconds.

She and Chi Yunyan, who was also wearing a mask, looked at each other. She really didn't expect to meet him in Yuanyun Taoist Temple.

Before she could speak, Chi Yunyan got up suddenly, stepped up two steps and hugged her tightly.

"Sister..." His emotions fluctuated greatly, and he called Chi Yue over and over again, bursting with joy and then couldn't help crying.

Chi Yue's mood was extremely complicated.

From the day Chi Hongmin remarried, she regarded Chi Yunyan and brother as "intruders" and seldom gave them good looks.

But Chi Yunyan liked her very much.

When Chi Yunyan was young, he always liked to follow her behind to play with her, even if she ignored him with a cold face, he would still give her his favorite food and toys.

When he grew up, he understood the pain caused by reorganizing the family, and stopped disturbing her frequently, and only called her sister with a cautious smile every time he met.

She knew he was sincere.

She also softened her heart to Chi Yunyan many times.

But Chi Hongmin's negligence and Feng Lan's existence were always thorns in her heart. She didn't want to get along with them, so she could only keep indifferent to them.

Later, I accidentally learned that Chi Yunyan was the child of Chi Hongmin's cheating, and hated him too, so much that I wanted to kill him.

But once she saw those almond eyes that were the same as his, and heard him call her sister, she couldn't bear to deprive him of her life.

After all, he was right.

Chi Yue sighed: "Don't cry."

She pushed Chi Yunyan away uncomfortably, and cast her eyes on the figure lying on the steps: "Is that Chi Anying?"

"Hmm." Chi Yunyan responded with sobs.

He turned his head and hugged Chi Anying, and said hoarsely about the robbery gang he met on the road: "She was hit by someone else."

They originally planned to go to the next city, but suffered a loss in the hands of the robbers, and worried that they would pursue them, so he drove into the mountain halfway, thinking about hiding for a while.

Chi Yue took them to the backyard.

There was still room in the west wing, so she asked Chi Yunyan to put him on the bed, and then called Yun Qi, who was good at medicine, to show them.

While Yunqi was treating their wounds, Chi Yunyan, who had calmed down, looked at Chi Yue hesitantly.

Finally said: "Dad passed away."

Chi Yue paused slightly: "What's going on?" She pretended to be surprised, but there was no trace of grief in her eyes.