Chapter 271 270. Fetching Water

with a Bamboo Basket After living with Huaiyu for a long time, Zhou Qian is now able to convince himself that it is just a tree cocoon medical cabin, which can be exchanged for a million points of Huacheng Hospital, and is not worth mentioning.

He tried hard to convince himself, but in the next moment he went out with the stick in his hand, and then he spent an hour or two digging a big hole in the forest.

Huaiyu was almost dying of anxiety! "Brother Zhou Qian, don't let the wounds on your body break open again!"

"Also, are you so humanitarian? This mutant macaque almost killed us both, are you still going to build its grave?"

She was stunned by her own guess.

But Zhou Qian ordered: "Go get some more firewood."

The tree cocoon was so magical that he couldn't give others the opportunity to discover abnormalities through the mutant ape's corpse! And now there were plants everywhere. If he didn't dig a pit, he wouldn't be able to control the spread of the fire.

Huaiyu then reacted: “Oh oh oh!”

Dead branches and leaves were piled at the bottom of the pit, with the light corpse of the mutant macaque in the middle, and branches and dead leaves were piled on top of it.

A burning log from the fire in the hall was thrown on top, and after a brief silence, the dead leaves immediately gave off orange flames and thin smoke. In the jumping flames, the thick hair also made a sizzling sound, and the air was filled with the unpleasant smell of burnt egg whites.

Huaiyu quickly covered her nose.

Zhou Qian remained calm, as if he was used to it. Then he patted Huai Yu on the shoulder:

"You go into the hall and rest. I'll stay here and watch the fire."

By the way, he also had to think about his plans for going to the wilderness in winter.

At the very least, the previous idea of ​​following the garrison from a distance has now been completely overturned.

…

The temperature at night was not much lower than that during the day. In the firelight, Zhou Qian was sweating all over again. The salty sweat flowed through the wounds of the new tender flesh, bringing a slight pain, reminding him of everything that happened during the day.

When the body of the mutant macaque in front of him, covered by a thin layer of charcoal, had been burned into a charred outline, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly kicked the soil next to him to bury the remaining flames in the pit again.

The secret is finally coming to an end.

Now I have to sigh again: It was really wise for Huaiyu to choose to live in the Rose Corridor where no one dares to come.

Zhou Qian raised his wrist to check the time. It was already past one in the morning. The sound of insects chirped one after another in the forest. The dark shadows of the trees swayed in the breeze, looking ferocious and terrifying, ready to strike.

Zhou Qian came to his senses and returned to the main hall.

However, he was stunned as soon as he entered the room - he saw Huaiyu's legs still hanging outside the tree cocoon in the hall, but the whole person was half lying in the cocoon, falling into a deep sleep.

Zhou Qian couldn't help but smile again: I was just thinking about all sorts of things here, but the one who started it all was sleeping soundly.

He looked at the sleeping bag that Huaiyu had laid out next to the tree cocoon, and at several sponge cushions from the Taoist palace placed side by side underneath it. He couldn't help but lie down as well.

The night fell all around, the fire gradually dimmed, and there was no telling if there was still danger in the dark. Zhou Qian, who had been sleeping soundly for the whole afternoon, was full of energy. He rested his head on his arm and fell into deep thought again.

…

Maybe yesterday was too stimulating, Huaiyu slept until around seven in the morning the next day.

The sun has risen, and the golden morning light is scattered outside the Taoist palace. The temperature is slowly rising again.

Zhou Qian had already dismantled his own rattan stretcher early in the morning, and then tied up the tree cocoons, leaving two "shoulder straps" for the arms. At this moment, he watched Huai Yu put the three empty buckets back into the backpack, and then he said, "Let's go."

Huaiyu, who had a good sleep, chirped, "I'm finally going back! I left the day before yesterday, and there has been no one at home for a few days. I don't know if Ketaro, Dacu and Ercu will be able to take care of themselves!"

She was eager to go home. Although the journey was also full of surprises and dangers, Huaiyu did not miss it. She just asked worriedly, "Brother Zhou Qian, when the temperature drops, we will set off for the wilderness. No one will be home for a long time... What do you think, should I take Da Zi, Er Zi, and Dapang with me?"

"Don't bring it."

Zhou Qian's steps didn't seem heavy at all despite carrying the huge tree cocoon. He replied, "There are many more mutant plants in the wasteland, and your abilities will be invincible. If you bring them with you, on the one hand, you will have more weaknesses, and on the other hand, it will be easy for people to detect your abnormality."

He comforted her: "Don't worry, they will take care of themselves."

As long as you prepare water and a place to shelter from the wind and rain in advance, the Rose Corridor is the safest place.

The two of them walked one after the other and slowly started their journey home.

…

But Sanqing Mountain was too big, and they didn't dare to risk looking for shortcuts while carrying their belongings. Therefore, even if Huaiyu didn't dawdle or make trouble, it was already the morning of the next day when they finally saw the tall and safe Rose Corridor in front of them.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

She was stunned for a moment, then said happily: "Finally back!"

Zhou Qian also smiled.

If he walked any further, this tall and strong man would be crushed by the not-so-heavy tree cocoon.

As they approached, the rose corridor in front of them gradually opened up to reveal a passage, which was much more spacious than the tree hole that they had to bend down to pass through when they walked in.

Huaiyu smiled foolishly: "Qiangwei, do you miss me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several shiny branches suddenly emerged from the passage and quickly stretched out towards Zhou Qian's back!

Outlined by sharp thorns and entangled by vines, the tree cocoon that Zhou Qian had originally been carrying had now been spotted by the Rose Corridor, which was trying to pull it away by force.

Zhou Qian subconsciously loosened the vine on his shoulder, and the vine dragged the cocoon all the way. Near the roots of the rose, the soil suddenly rolled out and swallowed the cocoon directly into the ground.

Huaiyu: “…”

Zhou Qian: “…”

So the tree cocoon that she had carried down from the mountain for a whole day was now used to build the Rose Corridor, right? The two of them were silent in the corridor for a while until the rose branches made a rustling sound, apparently urging them to hurry over?

After going out and looking at the deserted wilderness, Huaiyu remembered: "I forgot to say! The fibrous roots of the Rosaceae family are like tree cocoons!"

Zhou Qian obviously didn't feel comforted, but felt more and more sore in his shoulders and back - so what he carried all the way down was not only the wedding dress of the Rose Corridor, but also a part of it, right? He pulled the corner of his mouth, and seeing Huai Yu still staring at the Rose Corridor, he couldn't help but sigh again: "The tree cocoon is buried in the soil and can't be used anymore. Do you think it's a waste of time?"

Huaiyu raised his head: "No!"

Update 2, good night, I’m too sleepy so no updates tonight, everyone go to bed early.