My imagination has come true

Chapter 241 Dragon Boat Festival
In a blink of an eye it is the Dragon Boat Festival.

The reputation of the Dragon Boat Festival in the Ming Dynasty is not good. After all, it is the day when Qu Yuan threw himself into the river.

Sitting at the entrance of the cave where the group of them camped last night, Chen Yi looked at the reed leaves in the pond not far away, and thought a little about making zongzi.

On the stone next to her, Junior Sister Qingqing was writing a letter.

Recently she has been writing letters every day.

Although the historian's disciples are top-notch in Qinggong and eloquent, but in the real sense, it is still not safe to pass on the strategy and tactics that are really complicated.

In the past two months, Mu Qingyun's writing level has seen a rapid... decline.

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When Mu Qingyun wrote a composition before, he knew that he had to choose his words carefully. At least he had to pile up some gorgeous words, at least the words and sentences should be careful.

Now I just want to explain the meaning clearly without ambiguity, and then I can write a few fewer words, just write a few fewer words.

To summarize and analyze all kinds of monsters every day, at least a few thousand words should be written.

A single monster may not need too much writing, some are easy to fight, and if she can be present, a few words are enough.

But now the workload is getting heavier and the monsters are changing more and more frequently. Not all monsters are willing to stay in a safe, uninhabited place and wait for the warriors to free up their hands to encircle them. There will always be times when they have to fight hastily.

In one day, Mu Qingyun even organized people to hunt down the giant bird monster in Yu County in the morning.

In the afternoon, the martial artist on the outskirts of Yuncheng remotely controlled a nest of rabbits not far from the city gate.

It's just that the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. If this luck is bad, even rabbits can become monsters.

Before finishing writing a letter, two disciples of the historian rushed over: "Yue Nvxia, two tiger-shaped monsters were found in the direction of Baiye Mountain. At present, apart from our two disciples of the historian, only the three brothers Zhang Shaoxia from Linshui County are nearby." people."

"Linshui County is located in a mountainous area and there is no train access. The other brothers are going well. It will take two days to arrive at the fastest speed."

Mu Qingyun sighed inwardly, and looked down at the sand table.

The disciple of the historian quickly corrected the delayed information on the sand table, and said in a low voice, "According to the speed and law of movement of these two monsters, if there is no obstacle, they will pass by this mountain spring village in about a day or two."

"How many villagers are there in the village?"

Mu Qingyun frowned.

The disciple of the historian opened the handbook that he carried with him and handed it to Mu Qingyun: "A year and a half ago, our brothers passed by once. At that time, there were 790 or two families in the village, with more than [-] people. This village is the largest nearby. The current population is not clear, but it will only increase and not decrease.”

Mu Qingyun quickly scratched the ground to check the mountain roads in and out of the village, looked at the sand table, and compared the map: "The villagers in Shanquan Village have to move fifty miles away to be safe. Well, organizing the migration of thousands of people is a big job. It's not easy to do."

He beckoned and asked the disciples of several historians to bring over a large pile of materials and spread them out.

Mu Qingyun flipped through carefully, his mind spinning rapidly, unfolding the map, and quickly integrated all the information together.

Ever since her mental power broke through the limit, she has a feeling of upgrading the CPU. When dealing with complicated information, she can always find the key in the shortest time.

But after a while, Mu Qingyun quickly said, "Let the three brothers of the Zhang family immediately enter the Bison Peak interrupted by Baiye Mountain, and knock down the rocks at these positions."

While talking, she drew the location on the map, wrote a note and added it, and handed it to the young disciple of the historian.

"Hurry up, it must be completed before six o'clock this afternoon."

One of the disciples of the historian took the map and the sticky note written by Mu Qingyun's wild cursive in one hand, got on the horse, and walked away without saying a word.

Mu Qingyun dispatched [-] warriors from Uncle Yang's family, the nearest sharp gun sect, to rush over to support them.

Then notify the local county government to do a good job in the migration of the entire village.

Disciples of historians come and go.

The data piled up more and more.

Chen Yi looked back and sighed.

Not long ago, she vowed to take good care of her little junior sister, and she would send her to the Grand Competition to win glory for the country in the future.

As a result, now he has become the backbone of everyone all the way.

These warriors from all walks of life in the north and south have left their homes and careers, and many of them have gradually become particularly trusting of their junior sisters, entrusting their wealth and lives to them.

But how old is her little junior sister?
How much effort would it take for her to do this?

Sometimes Chen Yi is too tired for her junior sister, and feels a lot of pressure for her.

The day before yesterday, Su Bei Qinsen and their Yuncheng Martial Arts School fought a group of hornet-like monsters together.

After the beating was over, Qin Sen's face was full of tears, and he couldn't help crying. He was in his 40s, hugging her junior sister's thigh with snot and tears, and called 'Holy Master! '

Subei likes to call those virtuous men who can guide the direction, the future, and control the fate of ordinary beings as 'sage masters'.

This is very honorable, and it is also an honorary title that is not easily given.

At present, most of the holy masters they talk about are those few big figures who were famous decades ago.

Qingqing couldn't laugh or cry.

All the brothers and sisters in the martial arts hall were so proud that little stars began to appear in their eyes.

However, she felt that these praises were heavy and heavy, which made her feel countless worries.

Chen Yi tried her best to suppress the awkwardness, wiped her face, and turned her head, just in time to see a few young juniors sitting on the grass beside them and weaving colorful ropes, she couldn't help smiling.

No matter how many catastrophes and disasters there are, life still has to go on.

Now everyone hasn't been to the city for more than half a month, and they can't buy colorful ropes, so they take off their hairbands and clothes, gather a lot of colored threads, and weave them and wear them by themselves.

The girls' hands are very skillful, even if they are so simple, the colorful ropes on everyone's wrists are still delicate and beautiful.

Chen Yi fiddled with the rope on her wrist, looked back at the one on her junior sister's wrist, and said with a smile, "It's still Qingqing's dexterity."

The colorful ropes of her and her junior sister are dotted with beautiful and transparent agate stones dug out from the riverside. They are sparkling, and they are also straight and compact. After all, martial arts practitioners have dexterous fingers, and it is natural to weave these small things. Is quite talented.

The two are similar at first glance, but upon closer inspection, the green colorful rope is more spiritual.

Chen Yi picked a few reed leaves by hand, and when she lost her mind for a moment, she heard the sound of footsteps on the mountain road and various noisy arguments.

"Who will lie to you? What's the benefit of lying to you, and you can't eat it. My Huzi brother said it. The heroine is called Yue Qingqing, a native of Yuncheng. She is born with a pair of wise eyes and can observe everything in the world destiny."

"Many heroes on our side can testify, just like the day before yesterday, the heroes of Qin and the others went to fight a group of monsters. After fighting for three days, many people died, and the soil turned red. Seeing that the entire army was wiped out, Yue Nvxia arrived , and said a word to Qin Daxia across the mountain."

(End of this chapter)