The menu for the second day was a roll of fried millet pancakes. They were crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. The aroma of sesame filled their mouths. Lin Sanjiu didn't have anything to eat, so she tore open a few packets of aged pickled carrots. After all, they wouldn't go bad in her card deck. The crispy pickled carrots were salty and spicy. Together with the millet pancakes and the bread batter, they were so full that they couldn't walk anymore.
The menu for the third day was a big bag of "Mao Pian Huang" buns that they brought from Red Nautilus. The buns were loose and fluffy, and there was a large piece of meat inside. When they bit into it, it was a little hot. The meat juices and chopped green onions flowed out of their mouths, and they smeared their hands with oil. However, even the grand prize didn't mind.
On the fourth day, they skewered the meat with tree branches and sprinkled them with spices. On the fifth day, they soaked the bread in meat broth, broke a few bird eggs, and added some wild vegetables. On the sixth day, the grand prize used instant noodles to make stir-fried noodles with meat sauce. The dimwit was right. Gods really didn't like to come to this remote village. Lin Sanjiu didn't expect that she would have a day when she woke up in the morning and start thinking about what to eat.
At first, she was tense, but after resting for a few days, she gradually relaxed.
The supplies she brought from Kisaragi Station and Meat Elysium were also put to good use. Lin Sanjiu used a tarpaulin to cover the dilapidated house that was full of holes. After that, Lin Sanjiu made the decision to throw away the blockhead's stone bed and change it into one of the hotel mattresses that Qing Jiuliu had asked her to keep. Her and Ji Shanqing's bed was also made with bedsheets, mattresses, and pillows. It was thick and soft. Perhaps it was too comfortable, so waking up the grand prize in the morning became a battle.
"Hey, wake up," Lin Sanjiu pulled his leg and pulled him down from the bed. She made a blanket on the bed, "Don't forget that we have something important to do today."
Ji Shanqing paused for a moment before he lifted his head from the blanket. His moist and gentle face looked even more like a gentle breeze under the snow-white blanket. He blinked his sleepy eyes and suddenly remembered something. "Oh yeah, we are going to bury Sister Dingliu today."
When Lin Sanjiu confirmed that there was no "God" in this village, she began to look for a suitable grave for Dingliu.
After searching for two days, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help feeling a little sentimental. The reason why God did not come to this village was probably because of the rugged terrain. It was not worth it. The village was tightly squeezed into a ravine in the middle by the surrounding high mountains. It was like a trapped bug, unable to move.
If they hadn't used their Special Items when they were escaping, Lin Sanjiu and the dimwit wouldn't have found this village. Regardless of whether they wanted to enter or exit the village, they had to cross the mountains one after another. Even for a posthuman, this was not an easy task, let alone a "meatman" like the dimwit.
She could almost see how the people who lived here had fled: there were no seeds, no metal implements, and even the limited amount of vegetables that could be grown were shrivelled by the lack of sunlight, and there was not enough to eat. Even if it was just a kitchen knife, one would have to spend a few months climbing out of the mountains. As time went by, the village slowly became deserted.
However, all of this turned out to be a good thing for Lin Sanjiu. Soon, she found a place near a cliff.
She and Ji Shanqing were standing under the shade of a dense forest. The thick white mist rolled over their heads as ever; but here the branches were so thick that when they looked up they could scarcely see the pale, ugly sky - from the top of the precipice the range of mountains crept beneath them as far as the eye could see.
"This place is facing the east," Lin Sanjiu said as she placed Dingliu's body on the ground. "I know this world can't see the sunrise, but I still want her to face the east."
After her death, Dingliu looked even smaller and paler. She still had a big belly, and every bit of pain she had suffered seemed to have died with her eyes closed.
In Meat Elysium, Qing Jiuliu had returned [The Mountains Move The Foolish Old Man] to Lin Sanjiu. Lin Sanjiu had also tried it on Dingliu. Hiliu was already dead, and it was an undeniable fact. However, even after she tried a few times, [The Mountains Move The Foolish Old Man] did not work.
After some thought, Lin Sanjiu understood why. [The Mountains Remove The Foolish Old Man] required all the parties involved to reach a consensus that this was the truth. However, Hiliu, as one of the parties involved, was already dead. She didn't have any thoughts or consensus.
"If that thing could bring the dead back to life, I don't think it would be Carrot Lo's turn."
Lin Sanjiu sighed as she dug the hole.
Even though they didn't have any handy tools, a hole soon appeared on the ground. The two of them wrapped Hiliu in a white bedsheet and placed her in the pit. Ji Shanqing saw many red wildflowers growing nearby, so he picked a few bunches and placed them beside Hiliu's face. Then, he poured the soil on the white bedsheet again.
There was a small mound under the shade of a tree. The view from the mound was very good. Lin Sanjiu could see the entire forest.
On the way back, Lin Sanjiu did not speak.
When the village came into sight, she asked Mrs. Manas in her mind, "How much longer?"
After several days of recuperation, Lin Sanjiu's Higher Consciousness had been replenished. Whenever she had the chance, she would urge Mrs. Manas to level up her [School of Higher Consciousness]. Only by leveling up this ability as soon as possible could she return to the Astral Plane.
"I think it will be soon. You will enter middle school in a few days," Mrs. Manas replied solemnly.
"This is good news." Lin Sanjiu heaved a sigh of relief. She was looking forward to it.
Ever since the apocalypse came, she had been pushed by all sorts of things. After experiencing so many parting and life and death situations, she had a feeling that the Astral Plane might be the key to her breaking free from the cycle of reincarnation.
"I have been eating and sleeping for the past few days. I should find some time to sort things out with my grand prize," Lin Sanjiu thought as she walked into the village.
The dimwit was pacing back and forth on the village road with his mouth wide open like a restless animal. The moment he saw the two of them, he howled and ran back into his dilapidated house.
"What's wrong with this guy?" Ji Shanqing sneered. He had never liked the dimwit who was dirty, stupid, and had a huge appetite. "Does he think that we are like his father and will never come back? Sis, why do we have to feed him? "
"Even though he has eaten a lot," Lin Sanjiu tried to persuade him, "we still have a lot, don't we? It won't hurt us to share some with him."
"He can't do anything, and he won't leave anything he eats," Ji Shanqing grumbled. Just when he was about to take a step forward, the dimwit rushed out of the house. His flat face was flushed with excitement. He pointed at the two of them and shouted into the house, "They are back!"
Startled, the two of them stopped immediately.
"They are here," a voice answered from inside the house. The person cleared his throat loudly as if he was trying to clear away the fatigue in his voice. The dimwit was so happy that he didn't seem to realize that he was supposed to explain what was going on and who was inside the house. Lin Sanjiu could only stare at the dilapidated house with widened eyes.
"Is his father back?" the grand prize whispered into Lin Sanjiu's ear. "He better not ask us to raise his son for him again …"
Accompanied by a sigh, the ragged linen curtain was lifted.
It was as if it had no bones and there was nothing else in its body. An old duoluozhong whose skin was so wrinkled that it looked like it was made up of greenish-black dried skin poked its head out from behind the curtains. Its eyes met Lin Sanjiu's.
"They gave me a lot of food," the dimwit said, "They are so delicious! Why don't you ever bring me good food? "
The duoluozhong seemed to be stunned. It looked at the two of them twice before it turned around and ran away.
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