Chapter 219 218. Niche painting skills
It is also an unlucky dream, but this time Huaiyu is much more mature than she was last time.
At least when she woke up, she no longer hated to hammer her pillow. Instead, she stared at the empty bucket at the door again and put it directly into the rain.
Rainwater fell into the bucket, pitter-patter and thumping. She simply washed herself and prepared breakfast.
The sky is still dark. With such heavy rain, Zhou Qian may not come here today. Huaiyu doesn’t care. He just hums and carries the bucket into the house, and then stares at the bucket [dirty] Water], slowly raise your palm slightly above it.
Even if it’s for a scumbag, you can’t do 10km, but there is no harm in improving your abilities. Sooner or later, she would let Rose Corridor slap his face to pieces!
Dog Dengxi!
The love he had before his amnesia was really embarrassing to him!
…
The rain stopped briefly in the evening. When Zhou Qian came over wearing a raincoat, he found scattered traces of water spreading from the steps to the house, while Huaiyu hugged him at the door. He fell asleep holding the bucket, which made him stunned for a moment, and then he became depressed:
"Why are you still playing with water at such an age?"
Fortunately, it's raining, but the temperature has not dropped. The surrounding area is like a huge steamer with steam, so you don't have to worry about catching cold while sleeping like this.
Zhou Qian gently touched her knees with his toes: "Xiaoyu, why did you fall asleep here?"
Huaiyu shook his body and made a "pat" sound. He fell to the ground and lay down, breathing evenly and gently.
Zhou Qian: "..."
Sleep during growth and adolescence is really unstoppable.
He sighed helplessly, bent down, picked her up again, and stuffed her directly onto the bed.
The moment the person was put on it, he realized that there was dust on his body...
But, forget it, I just lay down.
He turned around to leave, but the biological prosthesis seemed to be rooted in the ground. When he lifted it up, he could hear the slight sound of the suction claw sticking to the ground and being forced to separate. What's more, branches sparsely sprang out from the trouser legs, and then carefully squeezed towards the front of the bucket.
Zhou Qian's face turned dark.
Hiding mud when digging is already the limit of his tolerance. Now if he hides another puddle of water, he will really be intolerable.
Zhou Qian raised his feet heavily and quickly left the house.
He turned around and left the door ajar, then went to the utility shed to cook a pot of rice. After the fire subsided, he put on his raincoat again and returned to his home.
Therefore, he didn’t notice that Huaiyu’s limbs were curled up in his sleep, and there seemed to be a touch of frost on the ends of his eyebrows and hair. Unknowingly, he hugged the quilt next to the bed into his arms:
"Cold..."
...
Surrounded by endless jungle, there is a large piece of strange yellow land under your feet. Something alive is jumping underground, but it seems to have died long ago.
Ahead is a ferocious big tree, with scattered strips of cloth and clothes hanging on the branches, and a gray-white rib stuck in the branches, swaying in the wind.
Under the tree, a ferocious and sharp tree trunk penetrated diagonally upward from the abdominal cavity. Black and red blood stains hovered on the dry bark. There was a familiar figure standing there, with his head lowered and motionless. .
And the next moment, a blizzard filled the sky all around, causing every trace of vitality under the feet to fall silent again.
The overwhelming coldness swept through the whole body, and the surroundings seemed to be frozen in ice and snow, and even life gradually fell into sleep...
This is...
This is Lin Xuefeng!
Huaiyu suddenly woke up from her sleep, the surroundings were dark, and she clutched her chest and gasped for air. She had never remembered the scene in the dream so clearly.
Afraid of forgetting, she planned to get up and quickly record the incident. However, as soon as her feet touched the ground, her body seemed to be hollowed out and she fell down again.
Huaiyu, who fell solidly, sighed helplessly and simply lay down like this.
It’s good to lie on your stomach. The ground is cool and it’s more comfortable than the bed. However, is the effect of this superpower training so obvious? Until now, I am still soft-handed and soft-footed.
However, that bucket of rainwater should be completely purified, right?
Thorough, leaving no trace of contamination.
She remembered the circle she drew on the field last time, and this time she took out her notebook and drew it again -
A large circle with dense dots outside the circle, representing the endless horizon. Forest trees.
The eight-pointed thing in the middle of the circle is the tree.
A dot not far from the front of the tree represents Lin Xuefeng!
Huaiyu picked up the notebook and looked left and right. He found that it had been described in great detail, and then he put the notebook away with satisfaction.
It’s just...
Does she have to enter the wasteland quickly?
But I haven’t saved enough points yet!
But it doesn’t matter, the rain has stopped and the price of food will increase again.
She stared at the vegetable field outside and decided to give Zhou Qian more work after the rain stopped. After all, it was autumn and there were still a lot of crops to plant.
There is also the fish pond. She has to buy a fishing net when she has time to come back. I wonder if the black fish got in. Now it has been a long time since she saw the fish and shrimp she bought before. It had been eaten up by him. Taking advantage of the hot weather, we can raise fish again!
Slowly conceiving a plan around his house, Huaiyu came to his senses and found that the plan to earn points had been arranged until the end of the year.
Isn’t it said that plant activity will decrease when the weather gets cold?
By that time she should have saved a car and could set off to the wilderness.
As expected of her! I used to be a pastoral blogger, so I really hit it off. Look at her planning, how sophisticated it is!
When the rain finally stopped and Zhou Qian came over again, he was pulled by Huai Yu to see her plan.
“What is this?” He stared at the weird [painting] and looked at it over and over for a long time: “Do you want to eat sesame cakes?”
“No, this is It’s not like sesame seeds.”
“It’s such a big cake, so why is there only a little filling?”
"What is this?" Zhou Qian asked curiously.
Huaiyu:...
She said bitterly: "This is a map - ah, no, this is a scene map!"
"Look, here The sesame seeds on the child... Bah, bah, bah, I mean, there are so many trees. "
"Many, many trees, like in the center of a forest."
"There is an open space in the middle, and there is a tree growing in the center of the open space, and this is it."
She pointed to the abstract vertical and horizontal lines and spoke quite emotionally.
Zhou Qian was stunned by such niche painting skills and did not dare to speak easily for a moment.
But it doesn't matter, Huaiyu will add: "Here, this is Lin Xuefeng, I have dreamed of this place several times!"
Zhou Qian's expression became more complicated: "On one side, Yuan, you even dreamed of him several times? "This is too outrageous!
Huaiyu said depressedly: "Don't worry about this. Tell me first, is there such a place in the wilderness?"
"No." Zhou Qian shook his head sharply.
After a period of adjustment, I started to feel sleepy again at eleven o’clock. I've made typos recently. Thank you for correcting them. I've seen them all corrected. Thank you.
Update one. But good night. Happy holidays everyone!