"In our customs, we share food without asking for paynt."
When away from ho, customs can be invented as needed, provided your hotown isn't well-known.
"Thank you, where is your hotown?"
"Nantong."
"Uh..." The young Taoist gave an awkward smile and replied, "A place with outstanding people and natural spirits."
Run Sheng waved him off.
The young Taoist left with the stead bun.
Liang Yan: "Nantong?"
Liang Li: "Last ti, grandma ntioned that the paper boat she made would sink once it reached the Nantong Territory, unable to pass through."
Liang Yan: "Is there so problem there?"
Run Sheng: "No problem."
Liang Li: "Impossible, grandma made several paper boats afterwards. If they went towards the Shanghai side, they could pass, but they would inevitably sink on the Nantong side."
Run Sheng: "Is your grandma an Evil?"
The sisters' faces imdiately turned serious upon hearing this, clearly offended.
They instinctively wanted to rebuke him harshly but had learned from Zhao Yi that this young man's background was also impressive, so they changed their tone involuntarily.
Liang Yan: "Grandma is an ancestor spirit."
Liang Li: "She is an embodint of rit, protecting the region for favorable weather and climate."
Run Sheng: "Oh, so she's deceased."
Run Sheng didn't understand much about grandmas and ancestor spirits. He only knew that with the presence of the one under the Peach Forest, no Evil could enter the Nantong Territory.
The sisters were angry, but they also understood that the current situation didn't allow them to lose their temper.
Liang Li covered her right eye with her hand: "He's coming out again, walking this way, carrying sothing."
The young Taoist appeared at the door again: "Hello everyone, these are pickles that my grandma asked to bring over. Please try them; my grandma's pickles are really delicious."
Run Sheng took the bag, picked a piece, and put it in his mouth. It was very crispy and refreshing, perfect with the bun.
The young Taoist left again.
Liang Yan also tried the pickles and asked, "Did you deliberately buy all the buns in advance?"
Liang Li: "To establish a relationship with him?"
Run Sheng: "I'm not that clever."
The two sisters were montarily unsure if this person was being sarcastic.
Run Sheng bought all the buns because he could indeed finish them, and they were cheap.
The sky gradually darkened.
Run Sheng finished all the buns, leaned against the wall, lazily sitting there. Although his living conditions had improved significantly, he still enjoyed the sense of security from a full belly.
A small bird flew in through the window and landed on Liang Yan's shoulder, lightly pecking at her earlobe.
Liang Yan stood up and said to Run Sheng, "Sun Yan has found the Taoist's temple, and the boss wants us to head over now, let's go."
Run Sheng remained seated, unmoved.
"Beep beep... Beep beep..."
The pager at his waist emitted a sound, and Run Sheng glanced down at it.
Yin ng appeared at the door, pushing a wheelchair.
Sitting in the wheelchair, Tan Wenbin said, "Shift's over."
Run Sheng nodded and stood up.
The sisters curiously stared at Tan Wenbin.
Liang Yan: "You're still alive?"
Liang Li: "How do you manage, isn't it painful?"
Tan Wenbin: "Once this wave is over, we can have a team building, and we'll chat in detail then."
Liang Yan and Liang Li walked out of the ward, and Run Sheng followed them out.
Tan Wenbin signaled Yin ng to push him to the bedside, and the snake under the bed once again poked its head out.
"Good, go play on the side."
The snake circled the wheelchair once before returning under the bed.
Tan Wenbin looked at Xu Ming and asked, "Can you talk?"
Xu Ming: "Yes."
Tan Wenbin: "Then tell about today's events in as much detail as possible, I need it."
As Xu Ming narrated, Yin ng squatted on the ground, looking at the snake under the bed.
She had her eye on that snake skin; it would be perfect for making a whip, and the remaining at and bones could be stewed for Run Sheng to eat.
After listening to Xu Ming's account, Tan Wenbin turned his head to see Yin ng still staring at the snake, and he said, "Hey, hey, it's an ally's property, ng ng, control yourself."
Yin ng: "It's not like allies can't have so friction."
Tan Wenbin: "No need to do sothing that loses more than it gains, but honestly, the three eyes really have strong capabilities in regrouping and preparing for battle."
When Zhao Yi's team, including Zhao Yi himself, was nearly crippled in Lijiang, he had managed to complete reconstruction and improvent in such a short ti.
Not comparing with our team, just in the overall Zou Jiang level, Zhao Yi was truly aiming for the top tier.
"Cough, cough..."
Xu Ming lightly coughed a few tis to signal he was still present.
"ng ng, send yours out."
"Okay."
Yin ng flicked her fingertips, and the Gu Worm flew out to the young Taoist's ward for surveillance.
Tan Wenbin shrank into the wheelchair, letting out a shallow yawn.
"Sleepiness is hitting, ng ng, you keep watch, I'm taking a nap."
Tan Wenbin closed his eyes and lost consciousness.
When Yin ng pushed him away, he felt a montary daze.
Yin ng: "He went to the bathroom."
Tan Wenbin nodded: "Push there in advance."
The young Taoist, after finishing in the bathroom, saw a wheelchair parked in the corridor. Curious, he walked over and saw a sickly-looking older brother sitting in it.
The older brother looked very ill, as if he didn't have long to live.
Tan Wenbin slowly opened his eyes and locked eyes with the young Taoist.
"Big brother, which ward are you in? I'll push you back."
Tan Wenbin: "I don't want to go back to the ward, it's too depressing there, I want to go to the terrace for so fresh air."
"Should I push you there?"
"Yes, thank you."
"You're welco, it's no trouble."
The young Taoist moved to the back, placing his hands on the wheelchair.
"Hiss..."
The wheelchair felt cold, like touching ice.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Withstanding the pain in his palms, the young Taoist pushed Tan Wenbin to the terrace on this floor.
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