She is now not curious about anyone else except the woman An Jiuyue. As for how powerful that person is as Captain Dongfang said, it has nothing to do with her.
If she wants to recruit people, that's her elder brother's business, so what's her business?
"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to make the medicine."
After waving to the God of Shang Ning, she returned to her tent.
Behind him, Shen Shang Ning sighed softly, thinking that it was no wonder that his eldest brother was jumping around. He always thought about Qian Jiyun's opposition. There was such a careless sister who only helped outsiders every day. If it were him, he would also fight against Qian Jiyun.
Jiyun can’t deal with it!
"Brother is so pitiful!" he said quietly.
…
For several days, An Jiuyue stayed in the camp and stayed with Qian Jiyun.
On this day, it rained continuously, and there was a faint smell of grass permeating the rain and mist. It was a bit unpleasant, which was unacceptable to the people who had just arrived at the new camp.
Naturally, An Jiuyue couldn't smell such a smell, so she hid in the tent with the two little guys.
"Mom, the smell outside is really bad."
Qian Yizheng leaned outside and immediately smelled the unpleasant smell. His face turned green and he quickly retracted and covered the curtain tightly.
"Fortunately, I have my mother's special spices, otherwise, Rong'er would have felt so bad that she would have fainted." Qian Yirong also patted his chest, looking frightened.
He was practicing before when he suddenly smelled this unpleasant smell and almost vomited.
No longer caring about practicing, he quickly ran to his mother, and happened to meet his mother who was about to look for them. The mother and son stayed in the tent, preparing to go nowhere.
“I don’t know how long this rain will last?”
An Jiuyue was a little absent-minded, looking at the burning spices with sparks of fire.
At this moment, Qian Jiyun opened the curtain and walked in. Seeing the situation of the mother and son, she couldn't help but grin, wanting to laugh.
"Uncle Jiyun, hurry up, close the curtain quickly, close it quickly, it stinks." Qian Yirong was shocked when he saw the curtain was opened again.
Hearing this, Qian Jiyun quickly closed the curtain, came to the two of them, and hugged them.
"This is the unique lacquer rain at the top of the Huayan Peak. The smell is a bit unpleasant, but it doesn't rain very often. Sometimes it doesn't rain once a year."
He came to An Jiuyue's side and sat down with the two little ones in his arms.
"Does it just smell a little bad?"
An Jiuyue asked him, when she first smelled this smell, her face looked similar to that of the two little ones, and she really wanted to vomit.
This place is indeed a difficult place to survive. How can a slightly more delicate person survive here? She feels that it is really great that she has space.
"It smells bad."
Qian Jiyun also admitted that the smell of this rain was very unpleasant.
"Although it smells bad, it gives the defenders a chance to rest."
"Um?"
An Jiuyue raised her eyebrows for no apparent reason.
Is it because the smell outside is too bad, so the defenders will go into the camp to hide?
"From the moment the lacquer rain begins to fall, until the smell of the lacquer rain dissipates, all the vortices on the top of Hua Yan will be closed, and the monsters in the plane will not be able to enter."
Qian Jiyun explained.
"So that's it." An Jiuyue understood.
"how long?"
"About half a month." Qian Jiyun made a rough estimate and said.