My imagination has come true

There were 25 boxes of incense powder in a basket, two coins a box, and Chen Yi bought them all in one go, spending all her pocket money.

"This powder is very good."

Chen Yi smudged it a little and tried it on the back of her hand. The powder is fine and has a natural jasmine fragrance, which is very flattering.

When I put a little on my lips, it feels very moisturizing and the taste is very sweet.

Mu Qingyun and Chen Yi simply took out all the incense powder and divided it up. The senior sisters in the martial arts gym usually don't use this kind of thing, but they don't dislike it.

Tidy up the messy skirts, wipe off the blood stains on the face, comb the hair and applique, and carefully apply makeup and powder.

A group of male disciples in the martial arts hall slumped on the ground watching their seniors and seniors grooming themselves, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Who said we have better physical strength than girls?"

They were all dizzy when they were so tired, and they still had strength and beauty.

Looking at each other, Qiqi laughed out loud, hurriedly got up with difficulty to get the bowls and chopsticks, and prepared to eat.

There were seven or eight yamen servants in the yamen, carrying a bag of brown rice and a bag of old rice, and they simply washed it and put it in the pot.

I added some chopped wild vegetables to the pot, and grabbed a handful of refined salt.

The yamen servants walked in a hurry, and they were not particular about cooking. They didn't wash it clean, and it was mixed with rice bran and sand.

The common people ate fine grains last night, but no one complained about mixing brown rice and old rice today.

On the contrary, eating like this makes everyone feel more at ease.

At this time, the gate of the city has been sealed, except for the patrol team organized by the warriors and the manpower organized by the Yamen, no one else is allowed to enter or leave.

There are actually two granaries for the grain stored in Yuncheng.

Every household of the common people also has some food surplus.

But I don’t know how long the city will be closed, so it’s not enough to think about it. In troubled times, food is the most important thing. People’s life is the most important thing. If they don’t have clothes, food, housing, and transportation, they can think of other ways to keep out the cold. Only food, people don’t eat , must die, nothing can replace it.

Mu Qingyun gulped down a large bowl of sour bamboo shoots and small steamed pork with fried rice rolls, but he still didn't finish.

"Xiao Yang, bring it to your grandfather and the others. The elderly and children should eat better."

Xiao Yang was startled, his eyes became hot, and he responded with a smile.

Their group of warriors is a separate small stove, with various nourishing soups and soups.

During the fight yesterday, neither Mu Qingyun nor Chen Yi objected. Instead, they should eat meat and eat meat, and drink soup.

"The wounded, the old and the weak, women and children use our small stove."

Chen Yi said with a smile, "My stomach is not delicate enough to be treated specially."

Mu Qingyun laughed: "We don't pay attention to it, but don't make it public. The younger brothers and younger sisters may go out of the city to support them soon. You can't neglect eating and drinking."

Xiao Yang brought sour bamboo shoots, small steamed meat and flower rolls, and a pot of noodle soup to his grandfather.

While eating, Mr. Yang looked at him and sighed.

Xiao Yang was very helpless: "Is this all right? Grandpa, don't sigh, it makes me feel very nervous."

"Xiao Yang, give me the compass."

While talking here, several senior brothers galloped up to them, shouted loudly, and Xiao Yang quickly threw the compass out.

Several senior brothers didn't stop their horses, and went straight to the gate of the city.

Mr. Yang suddenly trembled in his heart.

Xiao Yang's expression also changed.

Almost at the same time, the historian sent news that all the people were immediately moved to the south of the city.

In the south of the city, there is a large grain depot built in the early years. It is a semi-underground structure, and the terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Just in the direction of Chang County, twelve monsters suddenly appeared, three of which could fly, and they were already heading towards Yuncheng.

Only to hear the heavy bell ringing.

From a distance, Xiao Yang saw Mu Qingyun and Chen Yi flying towards them, surrounded by countless warriors, some climbed up the city wall first, and some fell behind.

He quickly matched the knife, got up and mounted the horse, looked back at his grandfather, and didn't say any more.

The old man opened his mouth and punched himself bitterly: "If I were 30 years younger, hey!"

The common people felt a little bit in their hearts, but in fact, it seemed that another boot had also fallen to the ground.

As early as the first monster appeared in Yuncheng, everyone had a premonition in their hearts.

This cannot be an isolated case.

Everyone knows about monsters, and they usually pop up as soon as they appear.It won't be over until the original one is found, brought back to the restricted area, and sealed.

Mr. Yang stood up slightly trembling, but he still encouraged everyone: "We have experience now, unlike before, we are helpless in the face of this thing. I guess, it will take half a month at most, and the court will solve it."

……

Three days and three nights.

Countless warriors fight and retreat, and then there is no way to retreat.

Looking back, I could already see the high walls of Yuncheng.

Only fight to the death.

The sky was gloomy, and Instructor Han, who liked to laugh the most in the martial arts gym, died.

Instructor Sun, who liked to be angry the most, also died.

Junior Sister Song who took Chen Yi's jasmine powder and painted herself into a fragrant doll just now died.

Bone skeletons, no time to restrain themselves.

People usually die so suddenly.

At the beginning, Mu Qingyun would carefully analyze the monster's weaknesses, and he would still be afraid, nervous, and fearful.

Seeing senior brothers and sisters, senior brothers and sisters, those warriors who seemed to have met and greeted each other, and those warriors who had never seen before, fell under the various attacks of monsters, and the blood dyed the soil scarlet. There will be heartache, pain, and despair.

But she didn't know when the call came, her mind was already blank.

Stop thinking about life and death.

At least, she knew they would win.

She has seen a future of stability, peace and beauty.

"Wow."

Chen Yi finally couldn't bear it any longer, her knees softened, and she knelt on the ground. Mu Qingyun hugged her and rolled on the ground, avoiding the wings covering the sky, but her eyes suddenly brightened, seize the opportunity at that moment , the Qiushui sword stabbed out, and a sword pierced the gap in the neck of the Asuka monster.

"call!"

Everyone watched the huge thing fall to the ground, and the anger in their hearts was vented, and they were bewildered. They raised their eyes and looked around, and suddenly wept bitterly.

Chen Yi said dumbly: "How many more monsters will appear? Can we win every time?"

Mu Qingyun dragged her senior sister to make her stand upright, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, there will be no monsters in the future. If the game company wants to create a monster character, it has to call for papers from all over the country. Finally, let everyone vote to confirm."

Chen Yi was startled, then laughed all of a sudden: "If it's true, that would be great."

Mu Qingyun exhaled and said loudly, "It's true."

Chen Yi sighed: "I don't want the future anymore, I just hope this is the last wave of Yuncheng."

The city gate quietly opened a gap, and the servants hurried out with stretchers.

Many ordinary people also carried buckets and rice buckets, and walked out with difficulty step by step.

Many people saw the bones on the ground, their faces were terribly pale, but no one exclaimed.

The wind whizzed past, and gradually no one spoke anymore, silent, and proceeded with all the work that followed in an orderly manner.