Chapter 44: A Small Miscellaneous Courtyard with Abundant Wealth and Crooked Wind (1)

The dawn of the morning.

In the northeast of the vast Jinyang City, which can be seen as far as people can see and cannot be seen, there is a neat and tidy small house interspersed with a forest of buildings.

The furnishings in the house are simple and straightforward, and a single bed is the most eye-catching furnishing among the beds, stools, tables and chairs.

At this time, a little girl of eight or nine years old was sleeping on the bed, her brows were tightly locked, her expression was distorted, and her sleep was very unstable.

In her dream:

The raging fire burned endlessly, burning her body and soul.

She tried her best to mobilize the strong strength in her body to resist the invading power of the fire, but found that the mobilized power dissolved into invisibility without touching the force.

And the deep power in her body that has always allowed her to rely on self-confidence is also losing rapidly along with her strong vitality.

The rapid weakening and powerlessness of her body caused panic in her heart, destroying the strong mentality that had been cultivated by her life path and growth and experience.

However, the reason for destroying her strong mentality is not just that her life is about to disappear in an instant and she is powerless.

What's more, in her strong cognition of knowing the energy of the world and climbing the peaks of spiritual arts, she can't find the slightest reason for this kind of mysterious fireworks that burn herself to exist in the world.

This shattered the foundation of her belief in the meaning of her life.

At the last moment of her life, the value of her self-confident life was completely denied in an instant without warning, and she didn't even have a chance to ask a "why".

This made her whole soul full of regret and unwillingness, which was burned in the flames.

However, she can only be full of strong regret and unwilling to be quickly burned by the flames!

In the process of enduring this pain, she felt that there was a maniacal laughter in her senses.

The laughter was filled with ecstasy, mockery, and a hint of imperceptible confusion, adding a layer of humiliation to her painful and hopeless state of mind!

But the next moment, her perception of the news, her mind was also discouraged, but a kind face was imprinted in her eyes.

She instantly forgot everything before, and involuntarily followed the owner of the face, and a sense of peace and pleasure rose in her heart.

She enjoyed the peace and pleasure that infiltrated her soul, and looked forward to following this figure until she was old!

But suddenly, an inexplicable aura swept through the heavens and the earth, and the figure beside her that gave her a sense of tranquility shattered for a while.

Her chest was suddenly emptied, and a tearing pain quickly spread throughout her body, and a hoarse cry came out of her mouth unconsciously:

"Daddy—"

When a small sound escaped from the sleeping girl's mouth, her body also bounced up from the bed, gasping for breath and shocking!

After a long while, the original spirit returned to his body and figured out where he was at the moment.

The corners of Hanzhang's mouth couldn't help but put a mocking smile on his lips.

In just a few days, the same dream had repeatedly invaded her several times.

It seemed to be persistently reminding her of what kind of obsession she had.

But......

Hanzhang looked around and looked at his soft and weak little arms and legs, and could only sigh and murmur:

"How big is the body to bear the big things, don't think about it!"

As soon as the murmur fell, I heard a "clang, clang" knock on the door outside, which was so loud that it seemed to shatter the building.

Immediately afterwards, an irritable female voice mixed in, shouting:

"Hurry up, get up, it's a lazy waste! I have to ask someone to call when I get up! I don't know what is the use of raising you moths, it's a waste of my mother's time and energy......"

The voice sounded from the left end of the corridor outside the door, from far and near, passing in front of Hanzhang's door and then gradually moving away to the other end.

Hanzhang listened, and couldn't help rubbing his head that was disturbed by dreams, before lifting the quilt and starting to get dressed and get up.

She's used to hearing it these days.

On that day, after she was placed in the hearse by the spiritual staff of the City Lord's Mansion, she was sent directly to this miscellaneous courtyard.

The purpose of the miscellaneous courtyard is basically the same in the entire One Yuan Continent.

It is a place dedicated to sheltering useless people who cannot cultivate due to various reasons such as illness, disability, and disability in various regions.

The function of the miscellaneous courtyard is to provide for the food, drink, and sleep of this kind of people who cannot create value for the world, and it is also a kind of welfare and care provided by this spiritually developed and materially rich human world for the weak.

The miscellaneous courtyard where Hanzhang is located is slightly different, not only is it located in a spiritual academy called "Sycamore Tree" in Jinyang City, but also it accommodates some waste children in the school age, so it is also called a small miscellaneous courtyard.

The nature of this small miscellaneous courtyard can be said to be either a college in Jinyang City that specializes in educating "waste", or it can be said to be a subject for cultivating "waste" in the Sycamore Tree Spirit College.

In short, it is a place of instruction for school-age wasted children.

The waste students here are either orphans without a father or mother, or they are sent here by their parents on their own initiative after being given up by their parents because they can't cultivate.

In short, they have nothing else to rely on, and the small courtyard is the only place they rely on to survive.

Therefore, the waste students in the miscellaneous courtyard, regardless of their age, live in the dormitory arranged by the hospital, and the living and learning are arranged and managed by the deacons in the miscellaneous courtyard.

The dormitories in the courtyard were divided into men and women, and the woman who had just woken up was the deacon in charge of their dormitory.

After Hanzhang finished dressing it a few times, he turned around neatly and reached out to press it lightly on the side wall.

A crack appeared out of thin air on the smooth wall, and then a three-dimensional door protruded from the wall, and with a faint flickering trace, it slid towards the wall next to it, revealing a small space six or seven feet square inside.

There are several toiletries and some essential spiritual utensils for convenient life in the space.

Hanzhang stepped inside, took a cup from the washstand, and attached it to a bird's head-shaped artifact that was placed on the wall in front of him.

I saw that the bird's beak was flexible, and a stream of water that was not small or small just sprayed into the cup.

This is the spiritual artifact used to fetch water in the dormitory. It's fun and convenient to use.

In this small courtyard, although the children are not allowed to practice spiritual arts, the dormitories assigned to each child are all small and complete.

In each dormitory, whether it is the utensils needed for life or the spiritual utensils that facilitate life, they are all fully placed, except for the kitchen utensils, other living and bathing toilets are in it, and life is very convenient!

It's more stylish than the room in the Yongcheng Restaurant where Hanzhang once lived.

After a while, Hanzhang came out after washing and took a glass of water in his hand.

She placed the glass on the small table in the room, and pressed it lightly against another part of the wall, revealing a small storage space.

She reached in and pulled out a ginger cloth bag, which she opened and took out a square oiled paper bag.

When I opened the oiled paper bag again, I found some rough pills inside.

I counted the number of pills in the oil paper packet with chapters, and I couldn't help but feel a slight movement for a while......