The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1035 Peaceful Life
Life in the village was peaceful.

That day, Liu Sheng returned to Zhu Lin's house, and Aunt Mingde took Yingzi with her.

Yingzi was very reluctant to leave.

Finally, Liu Sheng agreed, saying that she could come and visit her from time to time, and Yingzi finally left satisfied.

Yingzi is a capable child, but she needs more guidance and care.

And so does Zhu Lin.

Her methods clearly originated from Wangmiao Mountain. If Qiao Yu thinks she is suitable, she can be brought into the sect.

However, some matters remain unresolved, and given that Sect Leader Qiao is currently absent, Liu Sheng will refrain from overstepping his bounds for the time being.

She simply stayed at Zhu Lin's house.

Occasionally, we'll build a shrine for Wangmiao Mountain and let Xiaotian return to the mountain.

Strangely, the number of shrines on the mountain did not decrease; instead, they piled up more and more.

This also means that Qiao Yu and the others have not returned.

Therefore, Liu Sheng estimated that the quantity was about right, so he stopped making more and instead lived a repetitive, day-to-day life in the village, while waiting for Qiao Yu and the others to return.

Zhou Yi was also among those who stayed in the village, just like her.

Liu Sheng was also curious as to why Zhou Yi stayed here, but seeing him busy in the village every day with a smug look on his face, she probably understood.

He even joined the small pharmacy next to the health station.

She became an intern pharmacist there.

There were no certifications or anything like that in this world, so Zhou Yi learned from the old doctor at the health station and had the young nurse teach him to recognize the medicines for a day before he started working.

Although they were actually forced into this role because they had no other choice, Zhou Yi was not stupid and remembered it well.

Moreover, he is a simple-minded and very enthusiastic young man.

"Uncle Wang, is your back feeling any better? You can try this plaster. Just apply one every day, and it will get better quickly."

"Sister Qiuju, do you want to eat something to replenish your blood? You look a little anemic."

"Huang Hao, if you're not smart enough, stop going out to fight all the time. Why don't you find a job in the village every day?"

"Huang Hao" is Haozi's real name.

He listened to Zhou Yi very much.

Especially since his mind hasn't been working too well lately, after listening to Zhou Yige's words, he deliberately sat on the street corner opposite the pharmacy, doing nothing but squatting.

According to his stammering and vague words, this was to protect Zhou Yige.

Although he couldn't explain why he needed to protect it.

Liu Sheng turned her head and looked through the yellowed glass of the pharmacy.

Huang Hao was sitting on that old wooden chair, drool still hanging from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on this side.

To be precise, it was nailed to Zhou Yi.

"I didn't expect him to be so loyal," Liu Sheng said casually.

“Yes.” Zhou Yi smiled. “He still has a pure heart and doesn’t have too many dirty thoughts.”

He was standing on a ladder, arranging the upper layer of medicinal herbs.

He wore a white overcoat over his Taoist robe, which swayed with his movements like a curtain being blown by the wind.

Liu Sheng stared at his retreating figure, remaining silent for a moment.

I just witnessed Zhou Yi entertaining Uncle Wang, Li Qiuju, and several villagers who came to buy medicine.

He answered every question carefully, with a gentle and proper attitude, even more so than the old doctor and young nurse at the neighboring health station.

Where is the boy who was so disdainful of the "natives" at the beginning?

After a long pause, Liu Sheng slowly spoke:
"The people in this village have no ulterior motives; in the end, it's because they are simple and honest."

"Indeed, that's why I want to stay and live here."

Zhou Yi finally finished organizing.

He jumped down from the ladder, dusted off his hands, and turned around with a bright smile.

"I see. I've always been curious why you stayed here." Liu Sheng's gaze was deep.

"Well... the reason is very simple!"

He scratched the back of his head and smiled shyly.

"No more homework, no more cultivation, no more thinking about breaking through any realm. Every day I eat, sleep, bask in the sun, and sit in the pharmacy. Life may be the same day after day, but it's not so bad."

"And the people here cook so well! Especially Aunt Mingde's braised duck! It's absolutely delicious!"

He smacked his lips as he spoke, as if he could truly savor the aroma.

"Compared to that... all the nutritional supplements I ate as a child were garbage! Of course, you probably don't know what they were, and you'll never get to eat them anyway."

Liu Sheng simply pursed his lips in response. Of course, he didn't need Liu Sheng's reply and continued speaking on his own:

“I used to think that cultivation was everything, that you had to fight, grab, and become stronger.”

He sighed, and his smile faded.

"But I later realized... sometimes, hard work doesn't necessarily bring hope."

He looked out the window; the afternoon light was pale yellow, like the hue of an old photograph.

"At least here, nothing will change. At least we don't have to face... the impending disaster."

"What disaster?"

Zhou Yi's smile froze for a moment, then he waved his hand again:

"Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

"You might as well give it a try."

He paused for a moment and said in a low voice:
“My generation has cultivated since childhood, secluded ourselves again and again, and even risked venturing into this place. But in the end, we don’t even know what our masters and the others are afraid of, we only know the four words ‘the cold night is coming’…”

His voice grew softer and softer, as if he had finally found someone to talk to, but was afraid to say too much.

"In the end, all I want is to survive... it's that simple. If I have to face that so-called 'cold night' after I get out, I'd rather stay here..."

After venting his frustrations, he noticed that Liu Sheng's gaze remained calm.

He shook his head again and said with a wry smile, "Never mind, you wouldn't understand anyway..."

Liu Sheng suddenly spoke up: "But do you really think you can survive here?"

Zhou Yi was taken aback.

"Look, Uncle Wang's back pain is getting worse, Sister Qiuju's face is getting paler and paler, and there's even a rat—"

Liu Sheng frowned and looked at Huang Hao, who was staring blankly at the sky outside.

"Isn't his condition getting worse?"

“Aunt Mingde coughs every day, Tiezhu’s wound has never healed, Yingzi’s hands and feet are deformed and she is bedridden, and Zhu Lin has gradually lost her sight since yesterday. Haven’t you realized this yet?”

Every word struck him like a nail.

Zhou Yi's breathing became rapid, and his face stiffened inch by inch.

"You still think this is your beautiful dreamland? Can you hide here forever?"

"enough!"

He slammed his fist on the counter.

The glass shattered with a crash, scattering across the ground.

Huang Hao, who was outside, was awakened by the noise and rushed over immediately. He pressed his face against the door and looked inside, squeezing his nose flat and leaving drool stains on the glass.

It seemed that as long as Zhou Yi gave the order, they would rush in to protect him.

"You don't understand anything!" Zhou Yi roared, his voice trembling with anger. "You're just a native; you don't understand at all!"

Liu Sheng crossed her arms: "Am I not understanding, or are you pretending not to understand?"

Zhou Yi took a deep breath, his eyes glaring angrily: "Speak! What exactly do you want? You're not just here to provoke me, are you?"

Liu Sheng snapped his fingers:
"you are right."

"You're insane! You're a complete madman!"

Zhou Yi roared.

His chest heaved rapidly, and his hands clenched tightly.

Because he had just smashed the counter, there were still shards of glass on his hands. When he tightened his grip, the shards embedded themselves even deeper into his flesh, and blood flowed down between his fingers.

"You probably don't know... how powerful I am!"

He drew closer step by step.

Blood dripped from his hand onto the ground, leaving a trail of bright red footprints as he stepped on it.

His youthful, fair face was contorted with anger.

It seemed to have transformed into something else entirely.

Fierce and bloodthirsty.

Liu Sheng chuckled softly.

"I really don't know your strength."

"Because I don't even know who you are."

"Zhou Yi? Or... Dr. Liu?"

The next chapter still needs adjustments, I'll post it later.