The moon falling to the ground

She suddenly thought of a question: the little bitch had been quiet in the room, was it possible that she had taken drugs and was unconscious at this time?

And is it possible that the boss got infected because the drug accidentally got on his hands?

This discovery made Qian ecstatic. She suddenly felt strong all over and decided to pry the door open to take a look.

As she sat up from the ground, the door creaked open. A figure appeared at the door. In the dim moonlight, Qian recognized the person at the door. Who else could it be but Jian Zhaodi?

Her motionless figure seemed to be mocking herself in the night.

Qian felt as if she had been hit head-on. All the strength in her body suddenly drained away and she fell back to the ground helplessly.

Forget it, destroy it!

Qian’s farce began with great momentum and ended miserably.

The next day, before dawn, Jian Yue got up, changed into a gray-blue coarse cloth dress, and put on black cloth shoes.

There was a pile of dirt at the door. The threshold was burnt. Qian, who was lying on the ground, was gone. She must have gone back to sleep. There was a large pool of water in front of the main entrance, and the yard was filled with a faint smell of feces and urine.

Jian Yue went to the village well and brought back half a bucket of water. After a quick wash, she broke the lock on the kitchen cabinet. The cabinet contained white flour, rice, dark flour, eggs, oil, salt, a small bag of brown sugar, soybean paste, and a few sour berries.

The Nanchang Kingdom does not have vinegar, but uses a particularly sour sour berry instead of vinegar for seasoning.

Jian Yue kneaded the dough and baked four round-sized sugar cakes. She picked two green vegetables from the vegetable garden and made green vegetable egg drop soup. She poached an egg in the soup.

After she had eaten and drunk her fill, it was just dawn.

She wrapped the sugar cakes in clean vegetable leaves, put them in a basket, carried the basket on her back and took a machete to go to the mountains to collect herbs.

The sound of roosters crowing could be heard in the village, and wisps of smoke were already rising from the roofs of the houses of those who had gotten up early. Occasionally, there were also the barking of dogs, which truly fulfilled the scene of "the sounds of chickens and dogs mingling, and the picturesque scenery of the stream and mountains".

In her previous life, Jian Yue became a disciple at the age of seven and spent the next fifteen years growing up in the mountains.

Her ideal life is to live in a place with mountains and water. Plant flowers in the front yard, grow vegetables in the back yard, raise chickens, ducks and geese, and a watchdog. She works from sunrise to sunset. She watches willows in spring, lotus in summer, chants chrysanthemums in autumn, and plum blossoms in winter. Many people should yearn for such a poetic life, right?

"Hey! Isn't this Zhaodi? Where are you going so early in the morning?" A sloppy middle-aged short man stopped Jian Yue.

Jian Yue's thoughts were pulled back to reality, and she realized that she was almost at the foot of the mountain.

She looked up at the man in front of her. He had a pointed face and his clothes were so dirty that they were starched. His hair was messy and greasy.

This man is an old bachelor in the village named Wang Debao. He is lazy and greedy. His family only has two thatched houses and he lives with his old mother.

He wandered around the village all day, and liked to get close to widows, hoping to marry a wife without spending money. But the widows who were determined not to remarry were all fierce and strong, and they didn't even look at him.

For some unknown reason, he started to keep an eye on the original owner this year. Whenever the original owner went to the foot of the mountain to pick pig grass, he would follow. After being noticed by the original owner, the original owner did not dare to go to the foot of the mountain alone, and either avoided him or dragged Yang Xiaochun to pick pig grass together.

Seeing Jian Yue looking at him without saying anything, Wang Debao subconsciously smoothed his messy hair with his hands, bared his big yellow teeth and said with a smile: "Are you going to collect grass for pigs? Oh! Your family really doesn't care about you at all, letting you go out to work so early. Look how tired you are, dark and thin. It makes me feel sorry for you."

Wang Debao looked so disgusting that Jian Yue felt very sick.

"Get out of my way!"

"Oh my!" Wang Debao was startled and stared at Jian Yue in surprise. In his impression, Jian Zhaodi was very cowardly and could not even fart even if he hit her with three sticks, so he targeted her. He did not expect that today, the moment Jian Zhaodi spoke, his scalp would tingle.

But he was only surprised for a moment.

A thin little girl, as long as there is no one around, he can do whatever he wants. Once the rice is cooked, Jian Dacheng will have to agree even if he doesn't want to.

Hey!

"Zhao Di, don't be angry. I have no bad intentions. I just want to help you. Come on, I'll go and help you pick grass for the pigs." He reached out and grabbed Jian Yue's hand holding the machete. Jian Yue suddenly raised her hand and chopped Wang Debao's hand with the machete.

Wang Debao quickly retracted his hand, and broke out in a cold sweat. He angrily said in a trembling voice: "What are you doing? I was trying to help you, but you actually stabbed me with a knife. You don't know what's good for you!"

Jian Yue had a cold face and a glare as sharp as a knife: "Stay away from me, or else, don't blame me for being rude."

"Ha!" Wang Debao laughed strangely and looked at Jian Yue unscrupulously, "You're welcome? Why don't you try being rude to me? You're a stinky girl who's loved by no one, why are you pretending to be noble? It's good enough that someone wants you."

Jian Yue put down the backpack and started to chop the man's head with the machete.

Ah!

I am!

Really cut it!

Jian Zhaodi is crazy.

Wang Debao was so scared that he turned and ran away.

Jian Yue did not chase him, but picked up stones from the ground and threw them at him. One of the stones hit Wang Debao on the head, but he did not dare to look back, and ran faster holding his head.

Jian Yue sneered: "You have such courage and still want to eat swan meat?"

[Downstairs: Girl, you are an ugly duckling]

【Jian Zhaodi: Get lost...】

Carry the backpack and go up the mountain. I ate well this morning and was full. I felt much better than yesterday and had the strength to go up the mountain. In fact, the original owner's body was damaged by hunger. When Jian Yue thought of this, she was angry for the original owner.

Now that I have taken over your body, I will definitely avenge you.

Instead of going back to the place she had been to yesterday, Jian Yue decided to go in a different direction.

The original owner was timid and had never been deep into the mountain, so he knew nothing about the situation on the mountain.

She used her machete to carve a long stick and beat the thick grass to prevent any poisonous snakes from hiding.

Walking through a patch of small trees, Jian Yue found a few wild cassia trees with yellow flowers in bloom. The fragrance of wild cassia flowers can drive away snakes, so wild cassia is also called snake-killer.

Jian Yue picked all the blooming flowers, leaving the buds untouched. She rubbed a few flowers on her clothes, letting the scent of wild cassia flowers smear all over her body, so that poisonous snakes would not dare to get close to her.

She continued walking forward and found a dead tree next to a shallow puddle, covered with black fungus. Jian Yue picked all the fungus.

Jian Yue's ears suddenly moved, and she heard a slight rustling sound behind her. She looked around inconspicuously. There was a slope in front of her on the left, and there was a patch of tall weeds growing on the slope. She walked over quickly and soon disappeared.

Huh?What about people?

Wang Debao did not give up and followed Jian Yue from a distance. Seeing Jian Yue walking towards the inner circle, he became timid and did not dare to go in. While he was hesitating, in the blink of an eye, Jian Zhaodi disappeared...