"Ah, okay, I'm going to sleep."

Shen Li took the door and fled.

She didn't go back to the kitchenette and went straight to her room.

Seriously, Shen Li hadn't actually thought about cleaning the small kitchen, just now it was just a ghost's words.

She can't even cook, so how can she clean?

Maybe you haven't cleaned it yet, and you accidentally destroyed the kitchenette first.

Therefore, when Moro didn't wake up, Shen Li was worried about what to do all day, and even thought about contacting Hua Xu for advice.

After all, with Moro's weak appearance, she couldn't really have no conscience to let Moro clean up, right? This is also the fault she indirectly caused, or should she clean up the mess.

Now listening to what Moro said, Shen Li thought that he was recovering quickly and that he would be fine tomorrow, so he put a snack.

Since Moro was going to clean up by herself, she wouldn't make a mess of it, lest it be more embarrassing.

As a result, neither of them expected that Moro was so injured that he lay in bed for half a month, groggy and sick every day.

Every time Shen Li saw that he was weak, he was very weak and took the initiative to take over the cooking.

But since she has only learned pork soup so far, she has been cooking it for more than half a month.

In the end, Shen Li's skill in cooking broth is getting better and better, and it will never be too salty or too light.

But the two of them had already vomited.

On this day, Moro finally got better, ready to go out to bask in the sun, and finished all the work he had saved in the previous area, but as soon as he went out, he saw Shen Li carrying a piece of meat into the courtyard.

He retched reflexively.

"Hey, senior, you've finally recovered." Shen Li's face was numb, and his tone was as unfluctuating as if he had killed a fish for more than half a year, "It's just right, this is the last piece of meat, I'll cook it to celebrate you, senior." ”

"Not necessarily!"

Moro immediately stopped her and said stiffly: "I have recovered, I am able to move, I will cook at noon, you really don't have to trouble yourself." ”

Shen Li's face changed instantly, he stuffed the meat he was carrying into Mo Luo's arms, and pointed out the long-awaited menu with his fingers: "I want to eat stir-fried mushrooms, steamed wild vegetables with dipping sauce, lightly accompanied by crispy vegetables, spicy fried bamboo shoots, ......"

Anyway, there is not a single meat dish.

Moro sighed, "Okay." You go back and wait an hour, I'll clean up the kitchenette before cooking. ”

That's right, for most of the past month, the small kitchen has not been cleaned up.

Shen Li wanted to clean up, but was strictly forbidden by Moro.

Shen Li nodded and went back.

Moro shook his head and walked towards the kitchen, thinking about the work to be done, and found a lot of it.

It's time to wash the clothes, the firewood and charcoal are almost gone, the vegetables are almost gone, the roof has not been repaired, there was a lot of snow a few days ago, and the things in Serincuo Lake have not been fed, so they have not been delayed any longer.

Thinking about it, Moro had a headache and felt that the next few days would be more busy than ever.

……

Shen Li thought that Moro was going to clean up the kitchen, so he simply waited for two hours, and he couldn't go until he was hungry.

Sure enough, Moro will pack up and start stir-frying

Shen Li skillfully carried a small stool and sat at the door waiting.

This made Moro a little uncomfortable, and he unconsciously looked around, for fear that the place had not been cleaned up.

He coughed dryly twice, and took the initiative to pick a topic so that Shen Li couldn't pay attention.

"Well, aren't you the one who contacts Eleven Mounds every once in a while? What is the situation on the outside? ”

At the mention of this, Shen Li was a little disappointed.

Caught off guard by Moro's illness, Shen Li studied every day how to make food to feed herself and Moro, as well as how to boil water and chop wood to work to meet basic needs, and she couldn't think of the outside world when she was tired every day.

When Moro finally got better, she put snacks and made time to contact Hua Xu, and learned that Fu Yinghan had recovered and left the eleventh tomb.

Shen Li asked Hua Xu why he didn't contact her in time.

Hua Xu said that he helped the lord of the big mound to save Fu Yinghan and deal with the chores of the eleven mounds, and he lost a lot, so he had no spare strength to contact her with a secret method.

Shen Li asked Hua Xu again if he could find Fu Yinghan to come back and communicate with her using the eleven mound secret method, she wanted to talk to him and listen to his voice.

But Hua Xu refused, saying that the eleven mounds had recently been closed due to the retreat of the lord of the large mound, and the doormen were not allowed to leave the realm of death.

Because Lord Otsuka's retreat is not trivial. At first, because of the great loss of Fu Yinghan's cultivation, the spiritual pass was difficult to guard, and I was afraid that the Heavenly Dao would have an opportunity to forcibly descend the Heavenly Tribulation to let the Lord of the Great Tomb ascend.

Shen Li listened to Hua Xu's description, the catastrophe was huge, and it had the power to destroy the world, and it might affect the outside world. Therefore, the dead realm can only be closed.

Fu Yinghan can't return to the eleventh mound, and there is no signal here, so she can't contact him at the moment.

Shen Li held his head and explained to Moro in a low voice.

Hearing this, Mo Luo looked at Shen Li, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to cross the tribulation and ascend?" ”

Shen Li shook his head.

"But if you ascend through the tribulation, you will have a chance to be born again, and you will survive as I did. Sometimes, the way of heaven is more merciful than you think, and it won't really give you a dead end in all directions. Moro looked at Shen Li fixedly, and his tone was a little meaningful.

Shen Li was calm and unmoved: "I have been reborn. The things of the world are full and lost, and do not covet them. ”

Moro put the cut vegetables into the pot, and his voice was calm: "The opportunity of the avenue is hard to find, and it is extremely rare. This southwest alpine snowfield is one, the eleven mounds you mentioned are one, and the rest, I only count the northwest. ”

He sprinkled some sesame oil into the pot.

After a pause, he finished the rest of the words: "If you regret it one day and want a chance to ascend, you can go to the northwest to find it." If Heaven senses that you can get a chance, you will get what you want there. ”

Shen Li disagreed.

Although she has only lived for less than 20 years, she has still seen the best scenery, met the best people, and has the most wonderful past, and she died without regrets.

Why waste energy and time trying to survive against the sky?

The most important thing is to solve the crisis of the near future and cut off the troubles of the future generations.

Shen Li stretched lazily and changed the topic: "Senior, when is it good?" I'm so hungry. ”

"It's coming."

Moro shook his head meaninglessly.

All day long, Moro couldn't stop busy with this and that.

Shen Li wanted to help, but Moro was really afraid of her and asked her to go down the mountain to clear the snow by herself.

It was the only job he had found that she could do without going wrong.

And Moro hurried and hurried, and it took three days to finish all the work in the temple.

During this period, he also took Shen Li down the mountain, went to the distance around to take a walk, found some firewood that could be used, and hunted two wild animals.

Shen Li felt that there was no need to look for Chai He, there were still many tables, chairs and benches in the temple.

"Are you going to burn all the temples to the end? Besides, those tables and chairs are difficult to burn, and they can barely be used after the sun, but it is best to mix them with charcoal fire and dry firewood. Moro said angrily.

On the way back, Moro carried a lot of things in both hands and on his back.

Shen Li hugged a big bird with its wings tied and its beak entangled and teased it.

"I like it." Shen Li said.

Moro: "You want to stay?" ”

"Nope." Shen Li shook his head, "Senior, you fry it better, and I will eat two more bowls of rice to live up to my love for it." ”

The big bird struggled desperately.

Shen Li was stunned, and touched the motionless big bird, "It's really good." ”

Moro: "........."