After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

Zhang Chengjun in the post-apocalyptic text.

It has been more than ten years since the end of the world, and people seem to have gotten used to such occasional extreme weather, and the prosperity of society has gradually recovered.

Ten years ago, a herbicide named Huaizhong was born, and the mutated plants that had occupied the city for ten years were finally eliminated, revealing the original appearance of the city that was riddled with holes.

The government called on everyone to return to the city for construction and life. The Qu family and the Zhang family also responded to the call because the adults missed the city.

When the door of the house that had been dusty for ten years was opened again, Zhang Chengjun always felt as if he had passed away.

"Zhang Chengjun, are there any cracks in the walls of your house?"

In a trance, Qu Zhong came from nowhere, and his right hand was on his shoulder by the way.

"No, it's just that there are a lot of ordinary creepers growing outside the wall and entering the window, so they need to be cleaned well." Zhang Chengjun turned his head and looked at the green scene in the house with some headaches: "What about your house?"

"My house is fine, the windows were closed tightly when I left, and no vines entered the house." Qu Zhong raised his eyebrows and smiled, the smile reaching his eyes.

Zhang Chengjun glanced at his gloating friend, and pushed him away from his shoulders: "I said, why have you become so fond of physical contact these few years?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words fell, Qu Zhong's expression seemed to be frozen, and he put his hands into his trouser pockets with a dry smile: "I'm just kidding you."

"I know!" Zhang Chengjun said angrily, as if he felt that what he said just now hurt someone, he raised his right hand and hugged his shoulder again: "We are brothers who have died, how can we be angry about such a small thing."

Qu Zhongqing said: "Yes", and then changed the topic to ask other questions: "What did Liucheng say?"

Speaking of Liucheng, Zhang Chengjun could only sigh. He chose to stay in Cangshan Village, saying that he would stay there to teach.

"It's good. My parents want to go back after I've settled down." Qu Zhong also nodded.

"That's true, our Cangshan Village is so comfortable." Zhang Chengjun looked at the musty-smelling house, and then thought of the boundless Cangshan Mountain, and couldn't help but agree sincerely.

"Then let's go back!"

"it is good!"

After the two made an agreement, Zhang Chengjun suddenly thought of Cangshan Mountain, he quickly approached Qu Zhong and asked in a low voice: "A few years ago, why didn't you let Huazi carry you into the mountain?"

"Hanako!"

Qu Zhong was stunned again, and after a long sigh, he continued: "It should leave Cangshan Mountain and go back to its own jungle."

"Ah?" Zhang Chengjun was surprised, but after thinking about it, he had never seen those white figures in the mountains again, so he could only sigh and regretfully say, "Huako really shouldn't live in a human place."

The two chatted for a few more words, Qu Zhong changed his smiling face when he came here, and hurried home, which made Zhang Chengjun seriously doubt whether what he just said was too serious.

Seeing Qu Zhong almost running away, even Zhang Jie beside him was a little puzzled: "Qu Zhong, this kid, why has he become so shy in recent years?"

"do not know!"

Zhang Chengjun also shook his head, and the two father and son looked at each other, then turned to look at the vines all over the room with a headache.

***

As far as the eye can see, it is black, and the sky full of black occupies all the colors in Zhang Chengjun's dream.

Zhang Chengjun tried hard to open his eyes, but the more he struggled, the more clearly he could feel the pain in his body, as if something was pulled out of his body, and he could even see traces of black threads heading towards the void. Float away.

What the hell is it...

"Zhang Chengjun?"

Suddenly, Qu Zhong's face appeared in the darkness, he smiled and waved to Zhang Chengjun, he was still wearing the same white T-shirt from more than ten years ago.

"Qu Zhong, why are you in my dream?" Zhang Chengjun clearly knew that this was his dream, so while talking to Qu Zhong, he tried hard to get closer.

"I'll come see you."

Qu Zhong in the dream was still laughing, and he waved to Zhang Chengjun: "I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?"

No matter how hard he tried, Qu Zhong's appearance was still gradually blurred. After Zhang Chengjun saw him say "goodbye", his figure turned into a wisp of green smoke, entangled with those black lines and drifted away.

"you you……"

Struggling and shouting two words of you, Zhang Chengjun suddenly found that his body could move, his raised arm trembled twice, and he fell off the bed with a plop.

People finally woke up...

Patting his chest a few times in panic, Zhang Chengjun glanced at the moon still hanging high outside the window in a daze.

He felt as if he had lost something important, and his heart was empty and unreliable, why did Qu Zhong say goodbye to him, and what were those thin black lines.

The black silk thread seems to be floating from the wrist, could it be...

Zhang Chengjun was startled, and quickly opened his palm and silently recited the formula for calling the mustard box several times.

But no matter how much he said or how he urged his thoughts, there was still silence in his hand, as if the mustard seed box that had been used for more than ten years was just a dream.

Could it be that those silk threads were mustard seed boxes? Zhang Chengjun wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and quickly took out his mobile phone to call Qu Zhong.

As soon as the call was connected, unexpectedly the voice of the other party was also very sober. Zhang Chengjun hurriedly told what happened in the dream just now, and the other party suddenly became quiet.

It wasn't until Zhang Chengjun urged him to try the mustard box as soon as possible. After waiting for a while, Qu Zhong's voice finally sounded [My mustard box is gone. 】

【Could it be that the extraterrestrial expert took it back. 】

At this time, Zhang Chengjun has completely forgotten about Qu Zhong saying goodbye to him in his dream, and is only focused on the mustard box.

Qu Zhong let out a long sigh, and Zhang Chengjun unexpectedly heard a sense of relief.

[Isn't the end of the world over, then this fetish must be taken back. 】

Zhang Chengjun lowered his head and thought...it really is!

The government declared that the disaster caused by environmental pollution has been completely over, and the production and living order in Huaguo has almost been restored, so this mustard box, which was created for the end of the world, must have no effect.

If it is left in the hands of the two of them now, it may become something that others covet.

Maybe... It's a good thing to take it back!

After thinking about it so wildly, Zhang Chengjun quickly thought of it as a good thing, not only easily convinced himself, but also helped to persuade Qu Zhong in turn.

The two sighed and sighed for a long time, and they didn't end the call until it was dawn.

***

The promise of the two did not come true quickly. Zhang Chengjun met the girl he liked half a year later and soon entered the marriage hall.

After marriage, I spend every day in a busy life for daily necessities, and my strong desire to return to the village a few years ago seems to gradually fade away.

But Qu Zhong found an ordinary action, Zhang Chengjun didn't mention it, and he didn't mention returning to the village again.

Those ten years in Cangshan Village seemed to have become a dusty memory, and eventually became a blurred memory with the passage of time.