Chapter 78.
New Year’s Eve, heavy snow.
When the clock struck Shen hour, Wang Duan came to the kitchen to start cooking.
New Year’s Eve dinner.
He first steamed half a pot of white rice, then fried a portion of dried bacon and beans and stewed asparagus, then whipped up a large bowl of eggdrop soup, and lastly together with it on the table was a tile jar of marinated demon beast meat that had been stewed for a long time.
Three dishes, one soup and one rice.
It’s not sumptuous, but it can more or less soothe Wang Chen’s lonely heart at the moment.
He hadn’t even traveled to this world for a year.
But it felt as if a century had passed.
The past has become fainter and fainter in his mind, and has been hidden deep in his heart.
But today was a special day.
In his previous life, every Spring Festival, Wang Dust, no matter where he was, would return to his parents’ side.
Accompany their loved ones through the New Year together.
On New Year’s Eve, mom would always exhaust her skills and put together a large table of mouth-watering delicacies.
Home roasted rhubarb fish, soy sauce roasted big bone stick, steamed lobster, salt baked three yellow chicken ……
And the essential pork and cabbage dumplings!
The family gathered around the dining table, listening to the crackling of firecrackers outside the window, and feasted together.
At this time Dad will take out the treasured Maotai wine and drink a glass with Wang Duan.
Grown up like with him to raise the bar of the little sister will also become very well behaved.
The premise is that Wang Duan stuffed red envelope thick enough.
As for the little brother ……
Uh, can’t think of it.
And now, Wang Dust can only be alone on the loneliness of the meal.
If the degree of loneliness is divided into ten levels.
Then how many levels is a person eating New Year’s Eve dinner alone in a foreign world?
He ate all the rice cleanly.
Not a single grain of rice was wasted.
After finishing this cold and quiet New Year’s Eve dinner, the snow outside had stopped.
Wang Chen packed up the dishes and brought a broom to clear all the snow in the yard and on the roof.
Tonight, he didn’t have any intention of practicing.
Sitting on the roof, Wang Chen looked away at the fireworks that bloomed from time to time in the distant sky.
Those were the spell fireworks set off by the big families in Yunshan City to celebrate the New Year, and they could be seen from a hundred miles away.
It was beautiful.
But Wang Dust only felt more lonely.
Alone in a foreign land.
One could not truly understand the essence of this poem without a bone-deep personal experience.
Suddenly, a paper crane flew in front of his eyes.
Wang Chen froze, reached out and took the paper crane and unfolded it.
This crane letter was actually written by Wei Lian.
In the letter, the young girl said that she and Wei Xiong were safe and sound in the Xie Mansion.
The siblings had originally planned to visit Wang Duan again a year ago.
However, because of the strict rules in the residence, the two were newcomers and could not go out easily, so they asked Immortal Master to forgive them.
Wei Lian asked a cultivator sister she knew in the residence to send this crane letter.
She wished Wang Chen a happy new year and a higher level of cultivation next year!
After reading this crane letter, a trace of extra warmth appeared in Wang Chen’s heart.
Someone was thinking of him, and the feeling of loneliness was instantly dispersed for the most part, and his mood became cheerful.
He put away the crane letter and watched the fireworks for a few more moments.
Then he prepared to go down to rest.
It was at this time that a burst of playful laughter reached Wang Chen’s ears.
He couldn’t help but follow the sound and look.
He only saw that in the middle of Old Sun Tou’s family’s spirit field, a group of running and playing children had appeared at some unknown time.
Young Children, Gray Tour Level Evil Sneaks!
This wasn’t the first time Wang Chen had seen premature children.
The last time he joined the Night Watchman Squad, he was ambushed by the Gray-eyed Bandits during a patrol, and during his retreat after a fierce battle, he had encountered a few premature children.
Among all the evil spirits, the young children were the most harmless.
As long as one doesn’t intentionally provoke them, they usually won’t harm anyone.
However, the appearance of young children often means that a greater danger exists!
Wang Chen remembered that after he saw a child, he was attacked by a scarecrow possessed by an evil spirit.
He was almost caught in a situation where he would never be able to recover.
And this time around, he saw as many as a dozen premature children!
Wang Chen couldn’t help but pull out a handful of Evil-Preventing Talismans and hold them in his hands.
Most of his Evil Warding Talismans were captured loot, and he currently had twenty to thirty of them.
But in the face of bizarre evil spirits, even more talismans didn’t provide much security.
However, these premature children chased and fought and soon left the Old Sun Family’s spiritual field.
They disappeared into the vast wilderness.
The sense of crisis that arose in Wang Chen’s heart also disappeared.
He let out a long breath.
When he returned to the underground chamber to rest, Wang Dust closed all the tunnels including the ventilation ducts.
The underground space he had excavated was large enough.
Even if it was sealed for a few days and nights, there was still air to breathe.
This night, Wang Dust did not sleep soundly.
He always dreamed.
Dreaming about his family.
Strangely enough, Wang Dust also dreamed of Wang Shaoyuan.
This original owner’s father stood in the middle of the clouds and mist, casting an extremely complicated gaze at him.
Then it dissipated and annihilated without a sound.
When Wang Chen woke up from his dream, it was already the next morning.
He remembered the dream he had had clearly.
It was said that cultivators rarely dreamed, and the higher the realm the less likely they were to dream.
Once they dreamed, it was inevitably because their hearts felt something!
Wang Chen was different, he often dreamed.
He had even dreamed many times that he was still playing handheld games.
What a grudge.
Opening the passage back to the ground, after washing up and having breakfast, Wang Chuan carried the Spirit Tea Gift Pack bought in Yunshan City and headed to Elder Master Sun’s house to pay his respects.
This old man had a very good character and was never stingy in instructing his juniors.
Wang Chuan had benefited a lot from him, so it was only right to pay his respects.
Seeing Wang Duan who took the initiative to come to the door, Mr. Sun was very happy and ordered his family to bring fruit plates and snacks to entertain him.
Wang Chen took out the red packets of broken spirits that he had already prepared and distributed them to the youngest grandchildren of the old lady’s family.
After a lot of hustle and bustle, Old Master Sun said to Wang Duan, “After this year, I will no longer be the head of the village.”
Wang Duan was taken aback, “Then who will serve?”
Old Master Sun reached up and pointed upwards, “It’s not just me, most of the guardhouses are getting new Ri Changs.”
He sighed, “I don’t know what the top thinks, but starting this year, the field rent will be increased by half a percent!”
Wang Dust said in a deep voice, “Are the rumors true?”
“It’s true.”
Old Master Sun smiled bitterly, “Not only will the field rent be increased, but in the future, rice seeds will also have to be bought with spirit stones.”
This motherfucker!
Wang Chen almost cursed out loud.
The White Jade Spirit Rice grown by the Outer Sect’s Spiritual Planters, the rice seeds had always been controlled in the hands of the Spiritual Plantation Hall.
The rations that farmers kept for themselves could not be used for seed.
In the past, these rice seeds were all distributed free of charge by the Spirit Plant Hall according to the number of acres.
Now add field rent not to mention, even the rice seed have to shell out the spirit stone to buy, it is simply in the bones and suck the marrow, the bottom layer of the cultivator’s flesh and blood a little squeeze out!
Wang Chen couldn’t help but have serious doubts about what the sect was doing.
Such drying up of the fish.
What good was it to the Yunyang Sect?
It felt as if the upper echelons were impatiently making some sort of preparations!
Perhaps he really had to consider it.
Preparing a back road for himself.