Uncle Feng sighed, and a blurred light shone in his old eyes: "Here, it's a cursed lost place—"

Although she was noncommittal to the old man's words, she still listened to what he said, but the uncle of the Feng family was old, and it was really difficult to talk while walking, and it was Feng Fengyan who was talking about it later. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

No one in the mustard bean knows how big the space of this world is, there have been people who have migrated with the whole town to escape the sand famine, but they stopped at a leafy forest, high mountains and deep valleys, gurgling water, they thought they had found an oasis, found a paradise, but they did not expect that as soon as they entered the periphery of the forest, many people met with strange misfortunes, according to some people, they heard strange sounds, did not know where they came from, and did not understand what the voice said.

Some say that it is God's direction.

Others say that it is a call from hell.

One by one, people fell, and people were panicked, and finally they all evacuated the forest, only taking the seeds of some edible plants on the periphery, and bringing some water, but leaving the forest was a piece of yellow sand, and the weather was hot and dry, that is, no matter how much water was taken away, it would run out in a few days, but some people still ran back to get water.

Until the plague struck, rumors spread in Lihe Town that there was something wrong with the water.

It took a long time to dig a well in a place, and around the land, a town was built, and the seeds were sown into the soil, perhaps because of the lack of water, and the survival rate of the seeds was very low, and finally only a few drought-tolerant plants were widely planted, and the others were almost all dead.

"What about the monks of the Floating Dust Temple? And what about them? ”

Su Yaozhu's question drew Feng Tao'er's sneer: "They? It's just a group of bald donkeys, and if they want to save the world, the monks have been killed and injured countless times. ”

Feng Fengyan shook his head: "We don't know the origin of the Fuchen Temple very well, we only know that most of the monks of the Fuchen Temple are orphans, and their relatives have disappeared in the abandoned Huangshawan. ”

Before Su Yaozhu arrived, the people of the Feng family in addition to the uncle and children of the Feng family, there was also an old uncle, who was originally in charge of following the uncle, but now his body is even worse than that of the uncle of the Feng family.

People from the realm of cultivating immortals are really resolute, and they are more ruthless than ordinary people to give up the lives of their relatives, and it is painful to live, it is better to die than to be happy. However, the people here can't cross this hurdle in their hearts, they always hope that their relatives will get better, until the sick are completely turned into zombies, and they have no ability to destroy them.

Today, the five members of the Feng family live in a small courtyard, with only three rooms, a kitchen, and a thatched toilet next to the field not far from the courtyard.

The three rooms have been converted into bedrooms, and the meals are on the stone table in the courtyard, and occasionally Feng Fengyan will sit on the threshold, holding a bowl, but he has been counted many times by the two sisters, saying that he has completely lost the demeanor of the son of the family.

I can't even save my life, what's the use of that kind of thing?

Obviously, this small courtyard could no longer squeeze Su Jing and Su Yaozhu, so they found another abandoned courtyard, not too far from the Feng family's courtyard, and they could reach it by walking a few hundred steps.

It's just that the degree of tatters inside is really unsightly.

It was impossible to let the uncle of the Feng family and the old man in charge help, he was old and frail, not to mention that this land was still drawing their strength from time to time, and it was even more impossible to let the two Feng girls help, they didn't even want to step into that courtyard. The rest of the town is now too busy to take care of themselves and can't find help.

Feng Fengyan came over and moved the decaying fence and burned it with fire, but began to clean up the yard.

It's hard to grow in this place, and there's no need for effort.

Su Yaozhu looked at half of the collapsed roof, resulting in only one room in this courtyard that could be inhabited, seeing that it was getting dark, she could only reluctantly clean it up, but there was no bed, she and Su Jing could only take the dry grass and spread it on the ground, and Feng Fengyan hugged two thin quilts in a blink of an eye.

There was a shortage of resources here, and she wondered where Feng Fengyan got the extra thin quilt, so she asked him.

"One bed was used by my mother before, and another bed was used by me, don't dislike it."

Su Yaozhu shirked: "How can this work, not to mention that I have always never slept ......"

As soon as she said that, she felt that something was wrong.

"Before coming here, you Brother Fengyan and I didn't have to sleep, but not here, there is no aura to run the whole body, people are easy to get sleepy, if you don't sleep all night, your body will fall down the next day."

Su Jing hugged a quilt and said to Feng Fengyan: "One bed is enough, you can take that bed back and cover it yourself." ”

Su Yaozhu didn't think much about it for a while, she was already bent on devouring the powerful soul power of the original owner, and she really couldn't stand the affection of the original owner's relatives, and said, "Feng Yan, you can take it back." ”

Feng Fengyan looked at the two of them: "You ......"

Is one bed enough?

Before Su Yaozhu could react, Feng Fengyan smiled and said to Su Jing, "Then she will be handed over to you." ”

Then he went back with the rest of the bed in his arms.

Su Yaozhu, who realized it later, looked at Su Jing, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, and then glanced at the distance where his back was gone.

, did Feng Fengyan misunderstand something?

She hooked her finger at Su Jing, and when he leaned over and punched him, she punched him: "What do you say one bed is enough?!" Did the old lady agree? ”

A punch that didn't have any strength at all was wrapped in his hand.

With a chuckle, Su Jing pretended to be innocent: "I'm in good shape, you can just cover it, naturally one bed is enough." ”

Su Yaozhu squinted, retracted his hand, and 'snatched' the quilt and spread it on the clean dead grass.

When the moon came out at night, Su Yaozhu looked at the dark blue sky through the window, which had no windows, and Su Jing also came over to sit beside her, and then heard her say: "I touched that child today, aren't you afraid that I will be infected and then infect you?" ”

Su Jing was lazy and said without caring at all: "It's cheap, there's nothing to be afraid of." From the time I embarked on the path of Buddhism, I was ready to fall at any time, but you ......."

He suddenly smiled grimly, and his tone became fierce: "I told you today not to stretch out your claws!" Now which one should I chop? ”

Su Yaozhu stretched out two hands indifferently.

"You chop it."

Did she expect him to chop off her hand?

Su Jing smiled helplessly.

"Just by virtue of your chanting, the effect is minimal, don't you also say it, those monks' cultivation is much higher than yours, and they can only get to the point where they are now, I don't know the way to get out yet, but I feel that only by solving the problems here, everyone here can be liberated, including us."

"Oh?" Su Jing turned his head to look at her, his black hair hanging down from his shoulders, and he looked at his face through the moonlight, handsome and unparalleled. (To be continued.) )