At dawn, the rising sun broke through the morning mist and enveloped the small Guanghan County.
The white-haired old woman was sweeping the dust in the yard with a broom. Her movements were very slow, and she had to stop and take a few breaths every ten breaths.
But even so, the old woman still rushed to sweep the small courtyard before the sun fully rose. Then she put down the broom and slowly walked to the side room to light a fire and cook porridge.
From the earthen chimney, milky white smoke curled up into the air.
The old woman was sitting on a low bamboo stool, slowly flashing the cattail leaf fan in her hand. The fire in the stove flickered on and off with her movements, and the crackling sound of the dry wood was very small.
Thanks to the stable food prices in Shuzhou, the white porridge in the pot is not too thin, with fine bubbles floating between the crowded rice grains, and a faint fragrance of rice wafts out every time it bursts.
These days, ordinary people actually only have two meals a day. Only wealthy families and the military during wartime would have the "luxury" of adding an extra breakfast.
Judging from the living conditions of the old woman, she does not seem to be someone who can afford "three meals a day", so today's "extra meal" may have another reason.
"..."
After an unknown amount of time, the firewood in the stove gradually went out.
The old woman stood up slowly while holding on to the stove, took a large bowl from the side and filled it with a full bowl of thick porridge.
Most of the porridge in the pot was gone at once, and even if it was full, half a bowl could still be filled.
However, the old woman did not put it in anymore, but closed the stove pot with the wooden lid, and then slowly walked out of the stove with the porridge.
A bowl of porridge, a pair of wooden chopsticks, and a small plate of pickled radish.
When a simple breakfast was placed on the table, the small courtyard door outside the house was gently pushed open and closed.
The man in cloth walked into the small courtyard, looked around, and then walked toward the hut against the rising sun.
It was Wei Changtian who had just taken advantage of the dawn to go out to inquire about the situation.
...
It was definitely impossible for Wei Changtian to sleep in the situation last night, so he briefly adjusted his energy and blood before going out quietly.
He was originally planning to leave and never come back, but after walking out of the yard, he discovered that he had teleported back to Guanghan City again!
Today, Guanghan City is completely controlled by the imperial army, and it will be very difficult for him to get out of the city.
Either you have to use an "avoidance talisman" to become invisible and sneak out, or you need to use an "escape technique" to teleport out.
However, both methods have some problems.
Yesterday, in order to delay moving to Zhenshan Camp, I first used a 300-point "Tian Yuan Dan" to restore my health, and then used 500 points to exchange for the Jue Jade Pendant.
Although I earned another 150 points later, even with these 150 points, my system points are now only 700.
An "Avoidance Talisman" also costs 300 points. If you buy it, you won't have 500 points left.
500 points, a pure jade pendant, this is the "bottom line" Wei Changtian has set for himself to prevent accidents that may occur at any time.
So he didn't really want to use the escape talisman to get out of the city.
And if you use the escape technique you just learned...
The disadvantage of this thing is the same as that of the Qing Jue Jade Pendant. If the teleportation distance is too far, the "drop point" cannot be controlled.
Now there are military camps of the imperial army everywhere inside and outside Guanghan City. If unfortunately it happens to be teleported to the enemy's face... isn't that going to end in death?
It was difficult to get out of the city and his injuries were not healed.
The above two problems are actually relatively easy to solve. At worst, Han Zhao can just open a "back door".
However, Wei Changtian has no way to contact Chu Xianping and Han Zhao now.
Because when he broke through to the third level yesterday, his shirt torn apart, and naturally all the items he carried with him fell off.
Wei Changtian was so excited at the time that he only cared about protecting the most valuable "divine strike talisman", while the other items were left near the toilet.
Among them were the two pieces of jade that corresponded with Chu Xianping and Han Zhao, and the "code book".
Therefore, he actually knows nothing about the situation in the outside world at the moment.
Was Zhenshanying scared off?
Did the Shu army successfully break through?
Did Han Zhao lead his troops in pursuit as planned?
He didn't know everything now, so he had no choice but to go back and prepare to re-plan what he should do next.
Especially the two pieces of jade and the code book are of great importance. Once they fall into the hands of the imperial army, it may lead to a series of uncontrollable consequences.
However, if these things are really discovered, they will be handed over to Han Zhao, so it is not a big problem for the time being.
Maybe I should find a way to meet Han Zhao first...
With this thought in his mind, Wei Changtian opened the door and entered the hut.
"Mother-in-law, I just went out for a walk."
Looking at the old woman who was sitting at the table mending clothes, he said casually without explaining more.
Naturally, the old woman couldn't ask anything.
From this point of view, it would be nice to meet a mute after waking up, at least you don't have to spend so much time making up a story.
"Um...mother-in-law, can I stay with you for a few more days?"
Glancing at the white porridge on the table, Wei Changtian subconsciously touched his chest while talking.
When he realized that all the banknotes on his body had fallen off, his expression became awkward for a moment.
"Ahem, don't worry, mother-in-law, if you allow me to stay here for a few days, I will thank you deeply before I leave."
"..."
Looking at Wei Changtian, the old woman still just nodded.
She pointed to the white porridge on the table, and then continued to do her sewing with her head down, as if she didn't care about the request from such a suspicious man to stay overnight.
Are you so big-hearted?
Or do you mean that your appearance has reached the level of "all ages"?
Naturally, Wei Changtian couldn't explore the thoughts of a mute, so after thanking him, he stopped thinking about it, and without being polite, he sat at the table and started drinking porridge.
Although it is already the third level, people still need to eat.
In addition, he was injured, so he was indeed a little hungry now, so he swallowed a large bowl of thick porridge with only a few mouthfuls of pickles.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Uh, mother-in-law, I wonder if there is any porridge?"
Wiping his mouth, Wei Changtian felt that this little porridge would be enough to appetize his appetite.
The old woman glanced at the clean empty bowl, then put down the tattered clothes in her hands, as if she was getting up to serve him porridge.
Although Wei Changtian was used to being served by Yuan'er on weekdays, he was still not to the extent of "opening his mouth when food comes".
"Mother-in-law, I can go by myself."
He quickly stood up, took the bowl and went to the kitchen.
The old woman looked at his back, then continued to mend his clothes with her head down.
This is a man's clothing, and it should belong to the same person as the one Wei Changtian is wearing now.
This person should be taller and stronger than Wei Changtian, so Wei Changtian's clothes are a little loose now.
The old woman may have discovered this, so she wanted to change the piece in her hand to be more suitable.
The needle passes through the linen, and the stitches are densely packed, which looks very delicate.
The old woman worked slowly, then raised her head at a certain moment and was stunned for a moment when she looked at the smoke rising again above the stove.
Obviously, the half bowl of porridge left in the pot was probably not enough for Wei Changtian to drink, so the latter directly went to "make enough food and clothing by himself" and even started a fire to cook rice.
This behavior is undoubtedly rude.
What's more, with Wei Changtian's appetite, one meal could probably cover the old woman's rations for several days.
However, the old woman did not stop Wei Changtian's behavior.
She just stood up, took out a few more pieces of pickled radish from the porcelain jar in the corner and added them to the small plate, then sat down again and picked up her needle and thread.
The white hair on his head is carefully combed, and his back is slightly hunched.
It can be seen that the old woman's eyesight is no longer very good. When threading the needle, she has to try many times to find the eye of the needle.
However, she was not impatient, and just tried again and again. If her hands were shaking badly, she would take a break before continuing.
Outside the window, the golden sunshine comes in through the window, bringing with it the freshness of the beginning of everything.