Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts

Chapter 271 270. Fetching water from bamboo basket

After living with Huaiyu for a long time, Zhou Qian is now able to convince himself that it is just a tree cocoon medical cabin, which can be exchanged for a million points in Huacheng Hospital, so it is not worth mentioning.

He tried to convince himself, but in an instant he walked out again with the wooden stick, and then spent an hour or two digging a big hole in the forest.

Huaiyu is almost dying of anxiety!

"Brother Zhou Qian, don't let the wounds on your body burst again!"

"Also, are you so humanitarian? This mutated macaque almost killed both of us, do you still want to build its grave?"

She was dumbfounded by her guess.

But Zhou Qian ordered: "Go and get some more firewood."

The function of the tree cocoon is so miraculous, he cannot give others the chance to discover abnormalities through the mutated ape corpse!

But now there are plants everywhere. If he doesn't dig a hole, he won't be able to control the spread of the fire.

Only then did Huaiyu react: "Oh oh oh!"

Dead branches and leaves were stacked at the bottom of the pit, with the light body of the mutated macaque in the middle, and the dead branches and leaves were also placed on top.

A piece of burning wood was taken out from the fire in the hall and thrown up. After a brief silence, the dead leaves immediately gave off orange flames and faint smoke. And in the jumping firelight, the thick hair also made a sizzling sound, and the unpleasant smell of burnt egg whites filled the air.

Huaiyu quickly covered his nose.

Zhou Qian's expression remained unchanged, as he was used to it. Then he patted Huai Yu on the shoulder:

"You can go into the palace and rest. I'll stare at the fire here."

By the way, he also had to think about the arrangements for going to the wilderness in winter.

At the very least, the previous idea of ​​following the garrison from a distance was now completely overturned.

…

The temperature at night was not much lower than during the day, and in the light of the fire, Zhou Qian was covered in hot sweat. Salty sweat flowed through the wounds of the new tender flesh, bringing out a slight pain, reminding him of everything that happened during the day.

When the mutated macaque's body in front of him, covered by a shallow layer of charcoal fire, had been burnt to a charred outline, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly kicked the soil next to him to bury the remaining flames in the pit again.

This secret is finally coming to an end.

Now I have to sigh again: Huaiyu couldn't have been wiser in choosing to live in the Rose Corridor where no one dares to come.

Zhou Qian raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was already past one o'clock in the morning. The forest was filled with the chirping of insects one after another. The dark tree shadows were swaying in the breeze, ready to go, and they were terrifying.

Zhou Qian came to his senses and then returned to the main hall.

However, as soon as he entered the door, he was stunned - inside the hall, Huaiyu's legs were still hanging outside the tree cocoon, but he was already half-lying in the tree cocoon, falling into a deep sleep.

Zhou Qian couldn't help but smile again: I'm thinking about things here, and it would be better for me to be the initiator, so I don't know who is going on.

He looked at the sleeping bag that Huaiyu had laid out in advance next to the tree cocoon. There were several sponge cushions from the Taoist palace lined up underneath, and couldn't help but lie down too.

Night shrouded the surroundings, the fire gradually dimmed, and it was unclear whether there was still danger in the darkness. Zhou Qian, who had been sleeping deeply all afternoon, was full of energy. At this moment, he was resting his head on his arm and fell into deep thought again.

…

It was probably too exciting yesterday, so Huaiyu slept until about seven o'clock in the morning the next day before waking up. The sun has risen, and the golden morning light is scattered outside the Taoist Palace, and the temperature is slowly rising again.

Zhou Qian dismantled his rattan stretcher early in the morning, then **** the cocoons, leaving two "shoulder straps" for his arms. At this moment, he stared at Huai Yu as he put the three empty buckets back into his backpack, and then said : "Let's go."

After a good sleep, Huaiyu chirped: "I'm finally going back! I came out the day before yesterday, and there has been no one at home for several days. I don't know if Kataro and the others will take care of me!"

She was eager to return home. Although the journey was also full of surprises and thrills, Huaiyu was not nostalgic. He only asked worriedly: "Brother Zhou Qian, we will set off to the wilderness after the temperature cools down. No one will be at home for a long time... You said, I Do you want to bring the big cub, the big cub, and the big fat one with you?"

"Don't take it."

Carrying a huge tree cocoon on his back, Zhou Qian's footsteps were not heavy at all. He replied: "There will be many more mutant plants in the wasteland, and your abilities will be unfavorable in them. If you take them with you, you will be able to survive." On the one hand, there are more weaknesses, and on the other hand, it is easy for people to detect abnormalities.”

He reassured: "Don't worry, they will take care of themselves."

As long as you prepare water and shelter in advance, the Rose Corridor is the safest place.

The two of them, one behind the other, slowly embarked on their return journey.

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But Sanqing Mountain was too big, and they didn't dare to take the risk to find shortcuts while carrying their things. Therefore, even if Huaiyu didn't work hard or deliberately cause trouble, it was already the second day when they finally saw the tall and safe Rose Corridor in front of them. It's morning.

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She was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "I'm finally back!"

Zhou Qian also smiled.

If he walked any further, his majestic seven-foot-long man would be crushed by the tree cocoon, which was not that heavy.

As they approached, the Rose Corridor in front of them suddenly gave way to a passage, which was wider than the tree hole that they had to bend down to pass.

Huaiyu giggled: "Qiangwei, do you miss me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several shiny branches suddenly emerged from the passage, and then quickly stretched towards Zhou Qian's back!

Outlined by sharp thorns and entangled with vines, the tree cocoon originally carried by Zhou Qian was now noticed by the Rose Corridor, and he was trying to pull it away.

Zhou Qian subconsciously let go of the vine on his shoulders, and the vine dragged the cocoon all the way. Near the roots of the rose, the soil suddenly rolled out, swallowing the cocoon directly into the ground.

Huaiyu: "..."

Zhou Qian: "..."

So this tree cocoon that she spent a whole day carrying down from the mountain is now used as a wedding dress for the Corridor of Roses, right?

The two of them were silent for a while in the passage, until the rose branches made a rustling sound, apparently urging them to hurry up?

After going out and looking at the deserted wilderness, Huaiyu suddenly remembered:

"I forgot to mention it! There are so many fibrous roots in the Rosaceae family, they look like tree cocoons!"

Zhou Qian obviously did not feel comforted. Instead, he felt more and more sore in his shoulders and back - so what he had carried down all the way was not only the wedding dress of Rose Corridor, but maybe even a part of it, right?

He twitched the corner of his mouth. Seeing Huaiyu still staring at the Rose Corridor, he couldn't help but sigh: "The cocoon cannot be used anymore if it is buried in the soil. Do you think that the bamboo basket is in vain?"

Huaiyu raised his head: "No!"

Update 2, good night, I’m too sleepy. There will be no updates tonight. Everyone, please go to bed early.