Volume 3 Winter Solstice Chapter 71 Civilian Service
After Jiang You let go of her hand, Yang Xuan lowered her head and ate the wontons.
After finishing the last wonton, she put the spoon into the bowl and said, "Your job is dangerous."
"Of course," Jiang You reached out and picked up the soup bowl in front of Yang Xuan, and put it on top of his bowl, "Don't be soft-hearted. You don't even have a fan to speak for you now, except me."
"I know. I know clearly in my heart who is good to me and who is not."
"That's right."
"I'm not stupid. During the years I was alone out there, no one took advantage of me."
“Great, great.”
Yang Xuan listened to Jiang You's perfunctory tone. She took out her phone and forwarded a link to Jiang You's WeChat. "Give me a like."
"What is this?" Jiang You took out his phone and clicked on the link. "Didn't you uninstall Weibo?"
"Then you pretended again. It was Sister Fu Xin's show. Scroll down and give me a little heart."
"It's officially announced," Jiang You swiped the screen, "Language show? Are you going to perform crosstalk? The first one in line is Liu Zeyan? The singer?"
"That's him."
"My friend's daughter is obsessed with him," Jiang You yawned and pointed upstairs. "I didn't sleep yesterday and I've been busy until now. I'm so sleepy. I'll go upstairs first."
"Wait, let me ask you something." Yang Xuan stopped Jiang You.
"What's up?"
"Are there other companies like Panjin in the entertainment industry?" Yang Xuan asked.
"How should I know?"
"I'm just a little worried..."
"Don't be afraid. I'll give you a talisman." Jiang You stood up, walked to the counter, opened the drawer, and took out the small unicorn pendant that Yang Xuan had seen several times. He hung it on his finger and walked to Yang Xuan while shaking it. "This is for you."
“Will this work?”
"Yes, it's so beautiful."
Yang Xuan took the little unicorn in her hand and said, "Then I'll take it with me."
"I'm going upstairs. Good night."
"Good night."
Jiang You walked upstairs and pushed open the door of the side bedroom.
Jiang Mo was sleeping on the bed, wrapped in a quilt like a silkworm.
A hammock made of spider silk hung next to the bed.
Shaking.
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heavy.
A ray of light shone through the darkness.
It fell on her right hand that was tightly holding the wooden sword, and the blood dripped down the sword.
"Tang is not sweet!"
She raised her head.
A man walked towards her, it was Zhong Yan.
He walked up to her.
"Tang Butian, this rule change is not aimed at you."
She heard his voice.
“The outside world is constantly changing, and the mountains also need to change. We have cooperated with the government and achieved a lot, but…”
"Excuse." Tang Butian interrupted Zhong Yan.
"When you get to the foot of the mountain, if you encounter difficulties..."
She turned around and walked towards the place where the light came from.
"Tang Butian!" Zhong Yan stretched out his hand and tried to grab her.
heavy.
Tang Butian opened her eyes, and the pale golden light of the early morning fell on the small round table by the window.
She heard breathing.
She turned her head and saw a ball of pink hair. She looked down and saw that one of Yang Xuan's legs was pressing on her.
The corners of his mouth curved upwards.
She threw back the quilt and tried to sit up, only to find that her body was covered in layers of bandages.
Feeling the movement, Yang Xuan frowned, then opened her eyes and saw Tang Butian, "You're awake."
Then she discovered her sleeping position.
She quickly took her legs down, "I'm sorry, I, I don't sleep well, are you okay?"
"It's okay. Did you bandage it for me?"
"Yes, Jiang You asked me to come."
"Thanks."
Yang Xuan also sat up and took out her cell phone. "It's nine o'clock. Do you want to have breakfast? What do you want to eat?"
"Shengjiang steamed buns." Tang Butian made the request.
"Wait a minute, I'll go ask Jiang You where I can buy it," Yang Xuan got out of bed, changed her clothes, and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. Then she knocked on the door of her bedroom, "Brother Jiang, are you awake?"
After waiting for a few minutes without hearing any sound, she took out her phone and said, "Forget it, I'll just look around the reviews."
She returned to the master bedroom, put on her hat and scarf, and said to Tang Busui: "I'll be back in a while."
When she walked out of the master bedroom again, she saw Jiang You pushing the door and walking out, "Brother Jiang, where can I buy steamed buns? Tang Butian wants to eat some."
"Is she awake?"
"woke up."
"After you walk out of Wenhua Street and cross a crossroads , you'll see a residential area called Qingshui Bay. The steamed buns next to it taste pretty good. I'll order six taels of it, and a cup of soy milk."
"OK."
After Jiang You watched Yang Xuan go downstairs, he walked to the door of the master bedroom and knocked.
Tang Butian stopped removing the bandage and said, "Come in."
Jiang You walked in and sat down on the small sofa by the window. "You lost so much blood yesterday. What should you eat today to replenish your body? Let Yang Xuan make you some chicken soup? Or stew some pig's trotters?"
"I had a dream." Tang Butian said.
"What did you dream about?"
"Before we went down the mountain, Zhong Yan found me and talked to me," she said, looking weaker than usual. "I am stronger than him, but I am just repeating the cultivation path of my predecessors. He cultivates slowly, but is exploring new paths. That's roughly what he meant."
"What nonsense!" Jiang You said.
"How is Sunwoo?"
"He's fine. He woke up halfway through the journey. He won't remember much about yesterday. The laws in that space were strongly repelled."
"Rejection?"
"The mountain also occupies a small world, right?"
"right."
"That will more or less lead to rejection."
"There's plenty of spiritual energy there," Tang Butian retorted.
Jiang You picked up a half-full bottle of Coke from the floor beside the bed, opened the lid and took a sip. "The era of gods and demons has passed. The rules and gameplay have long been different. Judging whether a place is suitable for cultivation based on whether the spiritual energy is abundant is outdated."
Tang Butian looked at Jiang You.
"No matter how powerful cold weapons are, they will be useless when encountering guns and cannons. Creating new cultivation theories in the small world? Dream on. All the possibilities of innovation in the small world are locked. I think the most suitable thing is to grow flowers and trees. Look at my camphor tree, it has grown a lot taller recently..."
"I do not understand."
"We live in rules, as opposed to the disorder and chaos in chaos. I like it there."
"Why?"
"I can sleep well," Jiang You sighed, and then he continued, "From the Age of Gods to the present Human Age, the rules have changed a lot. Now is a relatively stable time. The more you understand the rules, the stronger you will be. That's how I see it." Jiang You nodded, "Superpowers were suppressed by the rules in the Human Age, but it's not that there is no chance. You have to break through from the cold weapon thinking to the hot weapon thinking."
“I’ve broken through twice down the mountain.”
"Not bad, how did you break through?"
"Mathematics is interesting. Can you see the rules?" Tang Butian asked.
Jiang You took another sip of Coke, screwed the lid on tightly, and placed the bottle on the round table. "I can see a little bit, then do some calculations and analysis, and then make a rough guess."
"Is that all?"
Jiang You leaned back and crossed his right leg over his left leg. "So I am a civilian, and always have been. Don't assign combat missions to me in the future ."
