My imagination has come true

Chapter 165
Mu Qingyun really planned to enter the Grand Competition within two years.

If she can compete for a championship gold medal, she will feel that it is a true accomplishment.

Although I know it is difficult, I always have to work hard.

Zhang Xiuxiu, Zhang Rongrong and Sun Yuzhi had already started to get entangled.

Overcast clouds covered Cloud City, monsters rioted in the restricted area, and the haze of the entire Cloud City's destruction was only two or three years ago.

At that moment, the only thing she can do is to work together and forge ahead.

But if she wants to do something meaningful and valuable, she must have strength, and martial arts is the only thing she can hold in her hands, and it is also the only direction she is working towards.

Mu Qingyun dragged Chen Yi, who had enjoyed playing, tore apart a big chicken leg and stuffed it for her.

Several senior brothers quickly disassembled the roasted chicken and divided all the chicken legs.

"When Chen Yi wakes up, we won't be able to eat the chicken legs. Hurry up, hurry up."

Senior Sister Sun smiled and said, "Not tonight."

She glanced around: "With so many relatives and friends around, she has to pretend to be kind."

"puff!"

Everyone laughed.

"Hey." The senior brother who spoke sighed softly, "That day the kitchen made a roast chicken with honey sauce. You also know that the big fat chicken raised by Uncle Mao's family is not big, but it is my favorite."

"As soon as the plate was brought in, we were drooling over the grilled chicken. When we, Nvxia Chen, did a 'scorching sun' move, she tore off Junior Sister Qingqing's plate with both chicken legs."

"Tell me, talk about it."

The senior brother rolled his eyes, "Why should it be my senior brother's turn to be courteous to our junior sister? Chen Yi is too outrageous, she is not courteous enough? She actually robbed me."

All the brothers and sisters nodded.

Mu Qingyun had no choice but to say, "It's as if I'm an idiot!"

There are so many meals and roast chickens in the canteen every day, but usually ten or twenty chickens are enough.

When Chen Yi was the most, it was only a small part of the demolition.

A group of young and handsome young girls, who sing and compose very well, soon amuse the surrounding relatives to laugh so much that their stomachs ache.

Guo Ying couldn't help laughing, grabbed Yue Ling's arm, and coughed while laughing: "It seems that our young lady is living like a fish in water in the martial arts hall."

Yue Ling smiled, she also really felt that the ironing was tight.

Who doesn't want their children to be loved by everyone after they step out of society?

Things like popularity are always rare.

Qingqing is obviously really loved by her classmates, and she can see that the atmosphere of this Yuncheng Martial Art Museum is really good, so she feels relieved.

The relatives present felt at ease for a moment.

Many people present have never been in contact with martial arts, let alone know what life in the martial arts hall is like.

In this world right now, warriors are respected, but martial arts is a hard job, and it is inevitable that there will be some dangers. If there is a reliable teacher and a real close fellow, it will probably be less painful.

Mu Qingyun cheerfully rejected the hospitality of all his classmates, and today he didn't eat chicken at all.

She directly served a big bowl of braised pork.

This stewed meat is the hardest New Year dish she ordered in the kitchen.

I borrowed the spare crock pots used by Shimen to make soup and medicine, which are two and a half people high pots, in which there are various beef, mutton, pork, and a lot of potato vermicelli, chicken, duck and fish in the middle.

The meat was marinated with the sauce, the sauce was adjusted directly, some stew and rice wine were added, without adding a drop of water, the whole jar was directly buried in the stove and covered with a lid.

After it is stewed out of the pot, the bones are crispy and the meat is rotten. The large pieces of meat are slightly trembling with transparent fat, and they are directly stuffed into the mouth. The oily and fragrant taste is simply intoxicating.

Mu Qingyun took five big steamed buns that were steamed directly on the top of the earthen pot, and ate two bowls of meat that were sticking out. She only felt that her problem of constant hunger was gone.

Yue Ling stared dumbfounded as her daughter filled the third bowl.

She was suddenly worried—could it be that she had never fed her daughter enough in the past ten years?

No, just according to this appetite, she didn't starve her daughter to death, it's God's blessing!

It should be the blessing of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who has been worshiped in her family these years, so hurry up and burn two more incense sticks when you get home.

After the meal, the disciples sat and chatted with their relatives in twos and threes, and watched the fireworks outside by the way.

All the families nearby are setting off fireworks, and the Yuncheng Martial Art Museum has also prepared two boxes.

Mu Qingyun likes the most common "Guotai Min'an" among them. There are no other tricks, but these four words are all over the night sky, blocking all the stars in the sky, but she feels that when this piece of fireworks is lifted into the sky, it is like a martial arts hall. Everyone's heartbeat stopped for a moment.

"These four words are really good."

Yue Ling also likes it.

"The flood that year came suddenly. There seemed to be a hole in the sky. It rained heavily for three whole months, and the river backflowed. The embankment of dozens of kilometers did not work at all, and it disappeared in an instant."

Yue Ling said quietly, "How many people have died? I can't count it. I only know that there are real corpses everywhere. There are more dead than living. There is no coffin shop and even straw mats are used up."

She also suddenly felt a little bit emotional, and was surprised to find something wrong after she finished speaking.

"It's Chinese New Year, why are you talking about such unlucky things?"

In fact, every festive season, the more members of the group, the more lively it is, the more people can't help being sad.

Just a few decades ago, the entire Ming Kingdom, every prefecture and county, was flooded and then earthquakes followed by locust plagues after successive years of heavy snowfall, and locust plagues followed by plagues.

Finally, God let the people take a breath, and more terrifying monsters appeared.

Chen Yi suddenly woke up and shouted loudly: "God, open your eyes and see, my name is Chen Yi, I have never done anything bad in my life, I will draw my sword when I see injustice, and I am willing to lend a helping hand to the elderly, weak, women and children. I respect my master, I love my sister-in-law, I have never done anything evil, and I should not suffer these hardships."

Mu Qingyun: "..."

The senior sister next to me also murmured softly: "Please take back the disaster, we are willing to be the blade to clean up the injustice, so you don't need to take action!"

Amid all the silence, a cluster of small flames seemed to ignite in my heart.

Mu Qingyun couldn't help laughing, it felt a little strange.

The time she is currently in is the end of the Great Cataclysm in the Ming Dynasty. Before dawn, there are too few historical materials left during this time, but there are too many legends. It has been performed by countless people and countless times. She has also appeared in novels and I have read countless surging emotions and countless heroes in film and television works.

At this moment, she actually came here.

In fact, it is only half a year, less than a year.

But she can already understand what kind of people are in this era, and what kind of morals are in the world.

Unlike the imagination of later generations, all warriors are saints and have the spirit of sacrifice, but at least most warriors do have the determination to save the country.

Since she came, she should try her best to live up to this adventure.

Mu Qingyun grabbed Chen Yi and shook it: "Are you awake? I remembered that Crane Dance can actually be more streamlined. Let's try?"

(End of this chapter)