Chapter 18 You are saved!
The kitten was awakened, opened his eyes drowsily, made some fists inside his clothes, and finally poked his head out from inside his clothes.
When it woke up from a sleep, the surrounding scenery had completely changed. It was in a completely unfamiliar place. It stood up for a moment, and its ears fluttered.
Lin Zhusheng took the kitten to the last house on the path, raised his hand to brush away the petals that fell on the fence, and pushed open the half-person-high fence door.
Behind it was the yard he had been longing for. The yard had obviously been maintained before he arrived; it was clean and bare, with no weeds or flowers.
It's bigger than I imagined. The letter that was sent before mentioned that the place we were staying was a bit remote, far from the training grounds and other places of daily activities. To compensate, the house and yard would be slightly larger than those of normal disciples' residences, but I didn't expect it to be so much larger.
Big enough for him to plant a little of every seed he had. Farmer Lin, who already owned his own land, stood there to admire and plan his own vegetable garden. After looking around enough, he continued to move forward, climbed the stairs and stood in front of the gate. He took out the key that was clipped in the letter paper and opened the door.
The door opened with a slight sound.
Unlike the previous layout where you could see the door and the window right after you opened it, here the first thing you see after entering the door is a space with a small futon in the middle, followed by a wooden screen that separates it from the room behind.
The windows of the room were still wide open, letting in large swathes of sunlight and causing the shadows of the trees to sway.
This kind of arrangement of fresh and cooked bamboos, according to the game, should be a quiet room used exclusively for meditation.
A big sect is worthy of being a big sect. According to this layout, after practicing sword for a day, the disciples come back and sit for a whole night, which is very complicated.
But he didn't want to roll it up, and he thought the futon had other uses, so he took the kitten off his body and put it on it, and also helped to roll it up.
Very good, fits perfectly, just the right size.
The meditation cushion was transformed into a cat bed, changing its purpose so easily. Turning the key in his hand, Lin Zhusheng continued to walk into the room.
Inside is like a place where people live, with furniture that is used daily. There is a bed with its own bedding, a tidy desk, and twice as many storage cabinets as before.
Finding a spot in the corner that could perfectly fit his two battle-damaged wooden boxes, he quickly lowered the boxes, freeing up two spaces in his backpack.
It’s a perfect space, everything is just right and it seems like there is no room for anything else, but there is still a cooking table in the backpack that takes up an entire space and has not been finished.
It’s not a big problem, because AAA professional space planner Master Lin has already thought of a place to put it.
The futon that had become a cat bed was brought to the bedside of the inner room, and the quiet room welcomed a new good thing, a cooking table that could make anything as long as there was a recipe, which was transformed into a kitchen.
The cooking table is smokeless and close to the outside, and there is a lot of space next to it. I can find some time to build a seed cabinet to store seeds and growth liquid, so I don’t have to take them in and out of the wooden box in the bedroom.
With a wave of his hand, he planned his empire. Feeling that his plan was very scientific, Lin Zhusheng clapped himself twice and asked the kitten to pat him.
“…”
Under the intense gaze, the kitten, who had only its two front paws and didn't know how much strength it could exert, followed suit with a wooden face and clapped twice.
After receiving the positive feedback, Lin Zhusheng nodded with satisfaction, propped up a window on one side, and leaned on the windowsill to admire his yard, which was bare now but would definitely be filled with plants in the future.
Jiangshan was looking ahead a little too much, and his eyes slid around and suddenly he looked at Jiangshan, his next-door neighbor. Since he had already seen it, he took a few more glances at it.
It was all bare, nothing interesting to see, and the windows were closed, as if no one was there. Touching the little cat's head, he said, "I wonder who lives next door."
I have a lot of snacks in my pocket. If it's a familiar character, I might be able to give him a small gift to improve his favorability.
“Crunch—”
There was a sound coming from the quiet window. Before Lin Zhusheng could look away, he watched the window next door open.
A head poked out, one hand still trying to hold up the window, and when the neighbor suddenly appeared opposite, their eyes met in mid-air.
He recognized the unexpectedly familiar person instantly as the blushing guy who had been late with him once before. He stroked the kitten with one hand and waved with the other. His eyes curved and he called out, "Zhang Jing."
As if he didn't expect him to know his name, Zhang Jing paused, then looked left and right and whispered "Hello".
The person who lived next door was a former classmate. He looked surprised, a little happy, but mostly at a loss. His face and ears turned red as he spoke.
Keen on promoting neighborly relations, Lin Zhusheng immediately lowered his head and rummaged in his pocket, trying to find a suitable snack to give to the person. Unfortunately, he discovered that the snack seemed to have been thrown into the wooden box, so he waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go find something."
The neighbor stopped him in time. Just before he jumped to look for the box, Zhang Jing stretched out his hand and raised his voice slightly to remind him, "If you don't go to the training ground now, you will be late."
All new outer disciples had to gather at the training ground at noon. The fact was that they were already on the verge of being late. After Zhang Jing arrived here, he only had time to open the window to ventilate the room. His original plan was to rush to the training ground immediately after ventilating the room.
Lin Zhusheng stopped taking the snacks and finally remembered what was going on. He checked the time.
Okay, all kidding aside, I'm really late.
Putting the snack aside, he climbed out from the windowsill, closed the door, and then climbed over the fence. The hem of his clothes flew through the air, making a sound of breaking through the air as if he was climbing too fast.
He jumped out of the courtyard and ran down the path. Halfway through, he suddenly braked, looked back at his neighbor who was still in the room, and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"
“…”
With sufficient experience of being late, his series of movements were smooth, natural and fast. Following his conditioned reflex, he ran two miles in the blink of an eye. Zhang Jing's brain was still in buffering mode. He had no time to watch and only reacted after the person spoke. He then opened the door, ran onto the path and started running wildly.
Then he found that he could not outrun the person in front of him at all. As the distance between them grew, he began to pant, while the person in front of him continued to breathe evenly.
Noticing that the footsteps following behind him were getting quieter and quieter, Lin, who had developed super endurance due to being late so often, slowed down his pace.
He waited for his good neighbor for a while out of humanitarianism, and when the other party came closer, he patted his shoulder and said solemnly: "You are still late enough."
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Zhang Jing felt vaguely that there was something wrong with this sentence, but he couldn't tell what it was. Then he heard someone continue, "It's too late. I'll take you through a shortcut."
The two of them then turned a corner on the road and took a shortcut.
Zhang Jing felt that he should have been alert when he saw that the shortcut turned into the woods. By the time he realized what the "shortcut" was, there was no turning back.
Tianzong was built in the mountains, and there were continuous mountains inside. Some places had not been developed yet and were sparsely populated. It was the most primitive forest. Then he followed the others into the woods that no one had ever been to. His previously decent clothes were now caught by unknown leaves, and his hair was a mess.
Everything around him seemed to look the same, and he had been walking in the woods for too long. He couldn't go back and it was too late to go back. He could only pull out the branches that were entangled in his hair and follow the people on the road until the end.
Black in the physical sense. The forest was too dense and the sunlight could not penetrate. Zhang Jing did not understand how the person walking in front of him knew the layout of the outer gate, nor did he understand how the other party could identify the direction in such a forest. In the end, he no longer thought about being late. The only thought left was to stay alive.
He will definitely survive. Lin Bao, an old player who has been to all the big and small places in the sect countless times, takes his neighbor to the training ground without being late.
“Huahua——”
He reached out and lifted the branches that were blocking the way, and when he looked forward, a white light appeared.
Behind the white light were vaguely visible carved buildings and moving figures. That was the parade ground, and they had arrived.
Coming out of the bushes and stepping onto solid ground, Lin Zhusheng casually brushed off the leaves and dead branches on his body, supported his waist with both hands, wiped off the sweat from his hard work, and said, "We're here."
And they were not late. The journey of more than an hour was shortened to half an hour. They could even be considered to have arrived early.
Standing in the sun again, Zhang Jing collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. He raised his head after hearing the words coming from the side.
Then, he met the confused or surprised looks from the people not far away. They appeared here, blending into the crowd like two savages.
“…”
He quickly stood up from the ground, his face exploded, he turned his back to remove the leaves off his body, and re-tied his tangled hair.
Even with my back turned, I could still feel the burning gaze piercing my body.
One of the gazes was particularly intense, so intense that it could not be ignored at all. He forced himself to turn his head, closed his eyes, and then opened them again, only to see a pair of eyes filled with utmost respect from the person standing next to him.
Zhang Jing: “…”
Zhang Jing: “?”
After looking around and making sure that the person was looking at him, he pointed at himself and asked tentatively, "What are you looking at?"
Lin Zhusheng watched him tie his hair in just two or three steps, and tried to decipher the action in his mind, but failed. He felt it was impressive, and thus admired him even more.
Common sense tells us that tying hair is the simplest thing that everyone can do, but it turns out that some people are exceptions. His sight fell on the tangled hairband and the pair of sincere eyes. Zhang Jing's mouth twitched and he said, "...I'll teach you when we get back."
Lin Zhusheng's face instantly lit up, Xiaoji nodded, patted his hair, and said, "You are saved."
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