Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 1249 I live in Jinyun Village

The rain is like needles falling from the sky, even if there is only a little wind, those needles will be blown away quickly.

Those needles are thick and dense, and they are endless, as if they will not stop sewing together the sky and the earth. Everything is soaked in the humid air, and everything is wet everywhere.

Whether it is the world or the heart.

People only know that there was a thunderclap, and the rain began to rain endlessly.

Everyone in the world said that it was a long-lost spring thunder, heralding the auspicious omen of spring returning to the earth.

No one in the world knows that it is Wen Qiong, the owner of Tianbei Island, who is crossing the catastrophe.

But the fact is as people say, this rain is really like the long-lost spring rain.

Watering wakes up the earth, and also wakes up the people in the ground.

When He Ji stepped into the gate of the temple with the firewood he picked up, Bo Chengxian had already dried the entire temple with spiritual qi, and the firework had already been set up.

He Ji hurriedly stuffed the firewood under the fire shelf, and the fire quickly ignited.

Zhong Kun came in through the door leading to the backyard, holding a whole set of freshly washed tea sets in his hand.

Seeing the fire burning, he walked over and took down the iron pot that Bo Chengxian had just put on it, and hung up the iron pot.

He Jizhi was responsible for adding firewood. Seeing Uncle Zhongkun doing this, he didn't speak, but subconsciously turned to look at his master.

In the past, only his master was by the suzerain's side, and everything was arranged and planned by his master alone.

This time when he came to Canglang City, Uncle Zhongkun didn't know why, but insisted on following the suzerain all the way.

He had Elder Zhan Liang to intercede. Since the suzerain was willing to bring him and his master, he had no choice but to bring Master Uncle Zhongkun with him.

But He Ji always felt that along the way, Uncle Zhongkun was always competing with his master for favor.

Because of this, He Ji doesn't like Master Zhongkun very much.

But the master has a good temper and never cares about Master Zhongkun, so he also restrained himself from making a sound.

After Zhong Kun finished boiling the water, he divided the tea carefully and brought it to Mr. Yanyan and Yumei on the other side of the temple.

Mr. Yanyan and Mr. Yumei sat on a thick chair, with a long, spacious and flat table in front of them.

If you let the Blue Star people watch it, you will definitely feel that it is very incongruous with this scene, as if you have copied it mechanically for this world, because although the tables and chairs are made of imitation wood, they are made of plastic.

But in the eyes of people here in Shanhai World, they are extremely envious.

This set of furniture is moisture-proof, mildew-proof and insect-proof. It doesn't like to deform.

This is a plastic product that Yanyan has just figured out recently. Only a few samples have been made, and it has not yet been officially put into mass production.

She kept a set for herself and gave Mr. Yumei a reclining chair, and the rest were snatched away by Zhan Liang and A Gui.

Zhongkun came to Yanyan and Yumei with tea, and seeing that the two of them were idle at the moment, he asked without words: "There is something I haven't figured out all this time. Is the master of Wen island successful in crossing the tribulation?"

When he asked this question, his eyes were on Mr. Yumei.

He didn't dare to ask Yan Yan.

Zhong Kun felt a little afraid of the suzerain, even though Yanyan had never lost her temper with him.

Mr. Yumei looked through the mottled and old wooden windows of the wild temple, looking at the continuous drizzle in the dark night outside.

"Look at this rain and you will know that it didn't work."

Zhongkun showed a dazed expression on his face, and sighed: "It's a pity, Master Wen is pretty good, at least he wisely chose the little pavilion master as his successor."

Yan Yandai frowned slightly: "What a pity? It's not dead!"

I don't know if Yanyan's words were too direct, or if the result was unexpected, Zhong Kun opened his mouth with a bewildered expression.

Mr. Yumei laughed: "Island Master Wen didn't succeed in crossing the tribulation, but the rain has lasted for so long, which means that others are fine. It's just that he has exhausted his cultivation and failed to reach the fairyland. This result is not bad for him. At least it proves that his previous cultivation comprehension is very good."

Just as a few people were talking, the temple door let out a piercing cry of "squeak" and was pushed open from the outside.

Yanyan and Mr. Yumei looked towards the door at the same time.

I saw a young man who was half-drenched in the rain walking in, and the young man was still carrying a large bundle of firewood on his back.

The firewood was also scorched and wet, and there was a large cloth bag hanging on the side of the firewood bundle. The bag was sticky, and it was obvious that there was something in it.

Along with the young people rushing into the wild temple, apart from the wet rain, there was also a pungent and heavy smell of blood.

The young man seemed to be very familiar with this wild temple, after entering, he ignored Yan Yan and the others who were also resting, and went straight to the corner that was not occupied by them.

The young man leaned the firewood against the corner of the wall, leaned himself on the firewood, closed his eyes, and there was obvious fatigue on his young face.

The warm light from the fire warmed the entire ruined temple, and it was cleaned up by Bo Chengxian with magic before. Compared with the endless countryside, it is indeed much more comfortable.

Bo Chengxian took down the iron pot that Zhongkun used to boil water just now, and replaced it with the original iron pot.

Bo Chengxian put the wild vegetables picked by Yanyan before, and the wild game meat that Tonba hunted and cleaned outside into the pot, and stewed the ingredients with the cooking technique he learned from Bi Cheng.

Soon, several kinds of food mixed together in the temple wafted out, and the unique fresh fragrance produced by the on-site matching.

Bo Chengxian went to Huntun Town with Yan Yan, and besides taking risks, he also learned about the suzerain's hobbies.

Food and cooking are the two favorite hobbies of the suzerain in his life.

When Bo Chengxian went back, he worked hard with Bi Cheng.

He did this not to please Yanyan, but to take better care of the suzerain on the way.

First serve two bowls of hot broth to Mr. Yan Yan and Mr. Yumei.

Bo Chengxian turned around and glanced at that corner, and walked over with another bowl: "This little brother? Drink a bowl of broth to get rid of the dampness."

The young man turned over and turned his face towards the wall.

He glanced at Bo Chengxian who was standing in front of him holding a bowl, and then at the hot broth stretched out in front of him.

The young man wiped his hands on the sides of his clothes twice, reached out to take the bowl, and without thanking him, he lowered his head and took a sip.

The young man's eyes lit up as he entered the thick soup, and he took a few big gulps, before sighing in satisfaction.

There is also half a bowl of meat and wild vegetables in the soup base.

The young man glanced at the few wild vegetables and recognized them as common wild geraniums.The twigs of this grass are sour, and the root is slightly bitter, but it has the medicinal effect of dispelling wind and dampness.

Holding the soup bowl, the young man looked at Yanyan and Mr. Yumei who were opposite, and suddenly said: "The carriage can travel 30 miles in half an hour, why don't you go to Canglang City to rest?"

Yanyan was also holding a soup bowl, drank the broth from the same pot as the young man, and asked with a smile: "You can walk eight miles in fifteen minutes, why don't you go to the city?"

The young man took out a piece of meat from the bottom of the bowl with his hands, ate it carefully, and said while chewing, "I'm not going to the city."

Bo Chengxian asked with a smile: "Brother, don't you live in the city?"

After the young man ate the last piece of meat, he got up and walked over, returning the bowl to Bo Chengxian: "I live in Jinyun Village."

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