Chapter 219 218. Niche Painting Skills
It was the same unlucky dream, but Huaiyu this time was much more mature than last time.

At least after waking up, she didn't hammer the pillow angrily anymore. Instead, she stared at the empty bucket at the door and put it directly into the rain.

The rain water fell into the bucket, making a splashing sound. It was filled in the time it took her to simply wash up and prepare breakfast.

The sky was still gloomy. With such heavy rain, Zhou Qian might not come today. Huai Yu didn't care. He just grunted and carried the bucket into the house, then stared at the bucket of [dirty water] and slowly raised his palm above it.

Even if it was for the scumbag, 10km was not an option, but it would never hurt to improve her abilities. Sooner or later, she would let the Rose Corridor beat his face to pieces!

Dog Dancy!
That relationship before he lost his memory was really a great honor to him!

...

The rain stopped briefly in the evening. When Zhou Qian came over wearing a raincoat, he found scattered traces of water spreading from the steps to the house, and Huaiyu fell asleep at the door holding the bucket. This made him stunned, and then depressed:

"How old are you? Why are you still playing in the water?"

Fortunately, it was raining, but the temperature didn't drop. The surroundings were like a huge steaming steamer, so I didn't have to worry about catching a cold when sleeping like this.

Zhou Qian gently touched her knee with his toes: "Xiao Yu, why did you fall asleep here?"

Huaiyu shook his body, then fell to the ground with a "thump". He lay down and breathed evenly and slowly.

Zhou Qian: "..."

During the growth period and adolescence, sleep is really unchangeable.

He sighed helplessly, bent down, picked her up again, and stuffed her directly into the bed.

The moment the person put it on, he realized that there was dust on his body...

But, forget it, I’m already lying down.

He turned to leave, but the biological prosthesis seemed to be rooted in the ground. When he lifted it up, he could hear the slight sound of the suction claws sticking to the ground and being forced to separate. Some even sporadically popped out of their trouser legs and carefully squeezed in front of the bucket.

Zhou Qian's face turned dark.

Hiding mud when digging the ground was already the limit of his tolerance. If he were to hide a pool of water now, he would really be unable to tolerate it.

Zhou Qian stepped heavily and quickly left the house.

He turned around and left the door ajar, then went to the utility shed to cook a pot of rice. After the remaining fire died down, he put on his raincoat again and returned home.

Therefore, he did not notice that Huaiyu was curled up in his sleep, and there seemed to be a faint frost on the ends of his eyebrows and hair. Unconsciously, he hugged the quilt beside the bed into his arms:
"cold……"

……

There was endless jungle all around, and a large area of ​​strange, withered yellow land underfoot. There seemed to be something alive leaping underground, but it seemed to have been dead for a long time.

Ahead was a ferocious big tree with scattered pieces of cloth and clothes hanging on its branches. There was also a grayish-white rib stuck between the branches, swaying in the wind.

Under the tree, a hideous and sharp trunk slanted upward through the abdominal cavity, with dark and red blood swirling on the dry bark. A familiar figure stood there with his head lowered, motionless.

The next moment, a snowstorm filled the air all around, causing the slightest bit of vitality under his feet to die down again.

The overwhelming coldness swept over my entire body, and the surroundings seemed to be frozen in ice and snow, and even my life gradually fell into a deep sleep...

This is……

This is Lin Xuefeng!
Huaiyu suddenly woke up from her sleep. It was pitch black all around her. She covered her chest and gasped for breath. She had never remembered the scene in her dream so clearly.

Fearing that she would forget, she planned to get up and quickly record the incident. However, as soon as her feet touched the ground, her body seemed to be hollowed out and she fell down again.

Huaiyu, who had fallen hard, sighed helplessly and just lay there.

It's good to lie down, the ground is cool, more comfortable than the bed. However, is the effect of this supernatural power training so obvious? My hands and feet are still weak.

However, that bucket of rainwater should be completely purified, right?

Thoroughly, without leaving any trace of pollution.

She remembered the circle she had drawn on the ground last time, and this time she took out her notebook and drew it again.

A big circle with dense dots outside, representing the endless forest and trees.

The thing with many branches in the middle of the circle is the tree.

There is a dot not far from the front of the tree, representing Lin Xuefeng!
Huaiyu picked up the notebook and looked at it from left to right. He found that it was already described in great detail, so he put the notebook away with satisfaction.

only……

Should she get into the wilderness soon?
But I haven’t accumulated enough points yet!

But it doesn’t matter, the rain has stopped and the price of vegetables will go up again.

She stared at the vegetable field outside and decided to give Zhou Qian more work after the rain stopped. After all, there would still be a lot of crops to plant in autumn.

As for the fish pond, she had to find time to buy a fishing net. She didn't know if the black fish had gone in. She hadn't seen the fish and shrimp she bought before for a long time. Maybe they had all been eaten by him. She could raise the fish again while the weather was hot!
Huaiyu slowly thought out the plan around his house and came to his senses, realizing that the plan to earn points had already been arranged until the end of the year.

Isn’t it said that plant activity will decrease when the weather gets cold?
By that time she should have saved up enough money to buy a car and set off for the wilderness.

As expected of her! She was a pastoral blogger before, and she was so good at planning!
When the rain finally stopped and Zhou Qian came over again, Huai Yu pulled him to see her plan.

"What is this?" He stared at the weird painting, turning it over and over for a long time: "Do you want to eat some sesame cakes?"

"No, this doesn't look like a sesame seed cake. The sesame seeds are all scattered outside."

"It's such a big pie, why is there only a little filling?"

"What is this?" Zhou Qian asked curiously.

Huaiyu: ...

She said bitterly: "This is a map - ah, no, this is a scenario map!"

"Look, the sesame seeds here... pooh, pooh, pooh, I mean, dots, there are so many trees."

"Lots and lots of trees, like in the center of a forest."

"There's an open space in the middle, and there's a tree growing in the center of the open space, and that's it."

She pointed at the abstract crisscrossing lines and spoke with great emotion.

Zhou Qian was stunned by this niche painting skill and didn't dare to speak for a while.

But it doesn’t matter, Huaiyu will add: “Here, this is Lin Xuefeng, I have dreamed of this place many times!”

Zhou Qian's expression became more complicated: "We only met once, but you even dreamed about him several times?" This is too outrageous!

Huaiyu said depressedly: "Don't worry about these. Tell me first, is there such a place in the wasteland?"

"No." Zhou Qian shook his head quickly.

After a period of adjustment, I started to feel sleepy again at 11 o'clock. Thank you for correcting the typos recently. I have corrected them when I saw them. Thank you.

Update 1. But good night. Happy holidays everyone!