Chapter 83: Nothing to do with her

"Jingle bellโ€”"

There is a fishing line under the crack of the door of the Yuanyun Taoist Temple, which goes around the pillars and connects the strings to the table legs in the backyard.

The string is tied to a bell at intervals, and the line is pulled, and the crisp sound of the bell leads all the way to the backyard.

Yun Qi followed the sound to open the door for them.

He pinched sandalwood in his hand, and his eyes wandered around the two of them: "The master said that those who are stained with blood should wear three pillars of incense." โ€

"Is a shot bloody?"

"Count."

Chi Yue walked to the side to clean his hands first, took the sandalwood with his left hand according to the rules, and lit it with a lighter in his right hand.

Then shake the sandalwood to extinguish the open flame, go up two steps and face the main hall for the statue, Rao is not clear to see, but also worship three times sincerely, and then insert the three pillars of incense into the incense burner in turn.

After putting on the incense, she found that Yun Qi was still pestle next to the incense burner, so she guessed that he was chanting a mantra, so she waited quietly for a while, and then walked to the backyard with his moving steps.

"Yunqi." After narrowing the distance between Chi Yue and the main hall, he asked curiously, "How does Master Ming know that I am stained with blood?" โ€

"He knows divination."

"Is it so powerful?"

"Hmm." Pride flashed in his eyes, but no one could catch his emotions as the flashlight went down.

They walked slowly to the main hall, and all those who were waiting for them to come back breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that they were safe and sound.

"Sister." Chi Yunyan stepped forward and helped carry the sack dragged by Wen Qizhou into the house: "You guys are still looking for supplies?" โ€

"Well, I'm looking for you."

"What's that?"

"Gadgets to pass the time." She sat on her knees at the table, letting him look through the items he had taken out of the space.

Ji Yunyan took out puzzles, painting tools, calligraphy materials, Rubik's cubes, and ten battery-powered handheld game consoles.

He turned the Rubik's Cube twice, handed it to Xun Song with a curious face, and then turned on the handheld game console to study it carefully.

There are hundreds of games in the console.

Nostalgic games like Bubble Ball, Contra, Ninja Brothers, and Super Mario are all on the options.

He pressed the OK button on the console and played a game of Super Mario, and the speaker immediately emitted a long-lost sound effect.

Hearing the sound effect, everyone else, including Mingzhang, picked up the game console and played the game they were interested in.

For a moment, the main hall of the Nuo University was filled with different sound effects, and occasionally the cheers they let out after clearing the level.

"Brother Qizhou, you teach Xunsong." The youngest Xun Song encounters a game that he can't play, and he will let Wen Qizhou teach.

is always idle, Wen Qizhou patiently hugged him to play together, and the warm voice and Yinling-like laughter were mixed together, which actually made people feel much better.

When it was time to play for dinner, he saved the Ge family's family affairs under everyone's inquiry, and talked about meeting the Ge family brothers and sisters, and encountering being followed by others on the way back.

"It's still too dangerous out there." Knowing that they had guns, Wen Yaxian wrinkled her eyebrows: "Are you going to go out recently?" โ€

"Will be out next month."

"And I'm with you?" She really didn't worry about them: "There is great power in numbers, and it is easy to solve problems when they encounter them." โ€

Chi Yue shook his head: "Changxiao just accompany us." She paused for two seconds: "You stay and guard the Taoist temple." โ€

"It's fine."

Xie Changxiao's strength is obvious to all.

And they can also use guns, and having him with them does improve a certain amount of safety.

Wen Yaxian was a little relieved.

She held the chopsticks to Yan Shuo beside her, and her eyes turned to the only meat dish on the table: "Let's go into the back mountain later?" The trap that was placed earlier should have caught the prey. โ€

Yan Shuo responded lightly: "Okay." โ€

The polar night made hunting difficult, and they had to set traps in areas where their prey frequented and wait for them to take the bait.

Although the efficiency is low, it is enough to sustain life every time you can encounter a prey that falls into a trap.

After dinner, they and Xie Changxiao went to the back mountain.

Chi Yue didn't want to move, leaned on the recliner that had been moved into the main hall, and watched Ming Zhang, who was addicted to chess, and Wen Qizhou playing chess.

Yunqi is playing a game console with Xun Song.

The rest of the Chi Yunyan sisters and brothers cleaned up the scraps on the table according to today's "schedule" and prepared to wash the dishes.

A "clang" sound suddenly sounded.

Chi Anying, who didn't hold the chopsticks steady, broke a round bowl and looked at Ming Zhang apologetically: "Ming Daochang, I'm sorry." โ€

"It's fine." Ming Zhang fell, looked up at her, and said with a pleasant face: "There are so many bowls in the kitchen." โ€

Ji Anying is still apologetic.

She swept the pieces into the dustpan with a broom, carefully picked up the remaining bowl, and said sorry again before leaving.

It's so polite that it feels alienating.

"The personalities of their sister and brother are really ......" Ming Zhang stretched out his tail and couldn't help but sigh softly: "It's very different." โ€

Chi Anying and Chi Yunyan have been staying in the Taoist temple for nearly a month, and the former has always been restrained and alienated, not seeing them as one at all, and most of the time they seem out of place.

The latter was also very restrained at first, but after getting along with them day and night, he gradually integrated into them, released his original lively and cheerful temperament, and became closer to them.

Compared with the two, Chi Anying is more like a guest.

Or rather, she puts herself in the position of a guest and is unwilling to open up to any of them.

Chi Yue: "She's always been like this. โ€

Her eyes fell on the figure, watching her melt into the boundless darkness, faintly retracting her gaze and no longer paying attention.

No matter what, it has nothing to do with her.

*

The kitchen rattles with a lighter, and a cluster of flames lights the candles on the stove, providing light to the surroundings.

The siblings sat on a bamboo bench, and the light of the candle reflected the two figures on the ground, sometimes swaying gently in the wind.

Ji Yunyan picked up the water scoop, scooped two scoops of water from the bucket full of well water, and poured it into the round basin with the dishes, plates, and bamboo chopsticks.

The well water covered the dishes and bamboo chopsticks, and he squeezed two pumps of dish soap on the handkerchief, rubbing the handkerchief to let the foam come out.

"Sister." He glanced at Chi Anying, who was becoming more and more taciturn: "Is it only when you return to Source City that you will be happy?" โ€

"It's not."

"Then why do you keep a straight face?" He wiped the oil from the bowl with a handkerchief: "I haven't seen you smile in a long time." โ€

"Is there anything to laugh at?" Chi Anying's movements were synchronized with him: "I'm not as low as your laughter." โ€

Is it a matter of laughter? Today, Xunsong makes you laugh, and you don't care about others. I really don't understand, what are you thinking about every day? โ€

"Think about the future."

"Can't you just get through the moment? With so much uncertainty about the future, who knows what disaster will happen in a while? What's the use of thinking so far ahead now? โ€

Chi Anying was silent.

She put the bamboo chopsticks that had been scrubbed off the oil stains into the round basin on her right, and the calloused hands that had been devastated by the natural disaster sank into the water again, and picked up the next bowl.