Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

A happy smile appeared on Li Wujiu's little face. His eyes looked everywhere, and the ginkgo leaves almost formed a line and flew into the basket.

He was moving very fast but still not satisfied. The aroma of dinner kept stirring his nerves and tempting him to move faster.

After a while, seeing that only one-third of the fallen leaves in the courtyard were left, the blue-clothed Old Ou in the lecture hall suddenly said, "Today's class ends here. Everyone can go to the cafeteria."

The lecture hall suddenly became noisy, and a group of students ran straight towards the cafeteria like wild horses.

Li Wujiu was very anxious and looked around, and two leaves flew up directly.

On the steps not far away, Yang Yongqing opened his eyes and looked at Li Wujiu as if he was looking at the most dazzling treasure in the world.

After a while, where Li Wujiu's eyes swept, five ginkgo leaves floated up at the same time, like young swallows flying into the forest, and flew into the basket.

At this speed, the leaves on the ground disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lan Baihe was standing not far away, already stunned. Although she was jealous, she was secretly glad that dinner was taken care of.

As for Gu Yanjun, she was already picking up the things while walking towards the cafeteria, waiting for the moment when Li Wujiu would finish.

However, at this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up, blowing the ginkgo tree to and fro.

Immediately afterwards, golden leaves fell down like a sudden rain.

Li Wujiu was stunned on the spot, the energy in his heart dissipated instantly, and he sat down on the ground.

The three little guys looked depressed and didn't notice that Yang Yongqing had his hands tucked into his sleeves and the finger gesture had just finished.

"I wasn't paying attention, and you almost got yourself into trouble!" Yang Yongqing pretended to feel sorry and sighed, "Oh! This gust of wind came at a really bad time! But rules are rules, you guys keep working hard."

Li Wujiu was filled with hatred and anger, but he had already exhausted all his strength and did not even have the thought of arguing.

At this time, Gu Yanjun suddenly asked: "Master, you just can't eat if you haven't finished picking up the trash, right?"

"Yes, when we finish picking up the trash, we can eat."

"I'm thirsty and need a drink of water."

Yang Yongqing did not make things difficult. He waved his hand and a teapot and cups immediately flew out of the lecture hall.

"There is plenty of water. If you are thirsty, pour it yourself."

Gu Yanyanjun ran to the teapot, poured herself a bowl, and drank it up in one gulp.

She drank two bowls of tea in a row, and seeing that Li Wujiu was still lying there, she poured a bowl of tea and walked towards Li Wujiu.

"Here you go. Dinner is gone. There's only water."

Since they entered the courtyard, Li Wujiu felt the other party's kindness for the first time. He struggled to sit up and said, "Thank you. My name is Li Wujiu. What's your name?"

"Gu Yanjun."

“Your name is so pretty!”

Gu Yanjun smiled slightly and said, "I'll go get you another bowl."

She walked to the teapot, and Lan Baihe immediately asked, "Yanjun, why are you pouring tea for the white-faced ghost?"

"If we want to have food to eat, we can only rely on him," said Gu Yanjun.

Lan Baihe suddenly realized and said nothing more.

Gu Yanjun poured another bowl of tea and placed it in front of Li Wujiu.

Li Wujiu smiled and drank happily, but when he finished drinking and wanted to say thank you, he found that Gu Yanjun had returned to Lan Baihe's side.

He really wanted to go over, but thinking of the teachings in the Men's Virtue Book, he finally gave up and sat alone in the yard to rest.

Night fell quickly, and the cold moonlight shone down, casting shadows of the swaying trees. Occasionally, the cry of night owls could be heard, making people feel creepy unconsciously.

Li Wujiu tightened his clothes, loneliness surged from all directions. This was the first time in his life that he was alone in the dark.

After a while, the night became colder and Li Wujiu was shivering with cold. He simply crawled into the basket and used the thick ginkgo leaves to keep warm.

In a daze, Li Wujiu closed his tired eyes.

He dreamed of Miss Yan's warm embrace, as well as steamed buns, pork, chicken legs, sausages...

There was no conversation all night until the crowing of a rooster broke the silence.

The moment Li Wujiu woke up, his stomach began to rumble like a symphony.

However, his spirits had recovered a lot and he was no longer as tired and drowsy as last night.

He climbed out of the basket, touched his shriveled belly, and used his object control technique again to put the ginkgo leaves into the basket.

At this time, he found that the five leaves became lighter, without the heaviness of yesterday.

He was overjoyed and directly increased the number of leaves.

In the dim morning light, Li Wujiu stood quietly in the middle of the yard, looking everywhere. Ginkgo leaves kept flying into the basket like tired birds returning to their nests.

After half an hour, the sky finally brightened up, and there were no more ginkgo leaves in the yard, only some dead branches.

Li Wujiu strode up to Yang Yongqing and shouted, "Master, I've finished picking up the food. I want to eat."

Yang Yongqing slowly opened his eyes, glanced around, and said, "Okay! You've finished picking up everything so quickly, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Yanjun and Lan Baihe said:

"Master, you can't be shameless!"

"Now that we've finished picking up, we want to eat?"

Yang Yongqing raised his lips and said with a smile: "I will definitely keep my word, but it's just dawn now and the canteen hasn't started cooking yet, you have to wait a little longer."

The three little guys were originally full of confidence, but in an instant they became like deflated balls.

"It must be uncomfortable to be hungry, right?" Yang Yongqing suddenly said in the silent air.

After a long time, no one came back. The three kids sat listlessly on the steps, not moving.

Yang Yongqing was not angry, and asked again: "Li Wujiu, is it uncomfortable to be hungry?"

"I'm almost starving. I don't even have the strength to speak."

Yang Yongqing was very satisfied and continued to ask: "Gu Yanjun, Lan Baihe, how about you two, are you feeling hungry?"

"I want to eat!" said Lan Baili.

"Master, are you going to teach us to save food?" Gu Yanjun said.

"This girl from the Gu family is really smart!" Yang Yongqing was slightly surprised and said, "Yes, now in the whole village, only the school can get enough food. Even your parents only have thin soup for every meal, and no dry rice. But everyone is willing to send food to the school. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Gu Yanjun asked.

"Because you are the hope for the future of the village, you..."

Yang Yongqing spoke with great emotion and earnestness. Just as he was about to continue talking, the smell of food suddenly wafted from the direction of the cafeteria.

The three little guys' noses twitched slightly, they wouldn't listen to any reason anymore, their eyes squinted in the direction of the cafeteria, their eyes gleaming with brilliance.

"Master, the rice seems to be cooked."

"Master, can we go first?"

"Master, can we go eat some fruit first?"

Yang Yongqing sighed, took out three red ropes, handed them to the three people and said, "The restrictions in the school were set up by His Majesty the Sorcerer Saint himself. He only recognizes the red ropes and not the people. Don't lose them."