Ji Changze spent the next two hours sitting cross-legged on the summit of the cloud to absorb spiritual energy.
The reason why Yunding Peak is called Yunding Peak is because it is above Yunding Peak. The highest peak is a sharp point. Ji Changze just used up all the seats after sitting down.
Some of the clouds are below, and some are behind. At first glance, it seems that it is surrounded by immortal energy, and it is very like a cultivator. When the disciples in the main hall are tidying up, they only need to look up at the master/uncle on the top of the clouds, and they will feel it in their hearts. Great sense of security.
They don't know why their classmates suddenly turned into monsters, they don't know why the police call can't be reached, they don't know why the network is disconnected, and they don't know if there is chaos down the mountain.
But when I thought that my uncle was a cultivator, nine points of the uneasiness in my heart disappeared.
The disciples are used to working on weekdays, and the uninjured disciples quickly packed up the entire hall. Fortunately, their Tianhai Temple is far away from the foot of the mountain, and they always drink waterfall water. Since the advancement of technology, the host even specially called People who buy water purifiers are not afraid of running out of water.
When Ji Changze opened his eyes, the hall was already as clean as before.
He flew down and landed at the door of the hall, looked around and focused on Du Xun.
Du Xun hurried over: "Uncle Master, everything has been packed."
"It's not enough to clean up this place. We also need to clean up the other temples. Then we'll see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net. Have you counted the remaining supplies in the temple?"
Some of the daily supplies in Tianhai Temple were originally in charge of the host. Du Xun handed over the notepad in his hand: "It's all recorded here. The food in the granary is enough for us to eat for more than half a year, and there is enough medicine."
"Uncle Master, the police call cannot be reached and the Internet is down. We suspect there is a problem down the mountain as well."
Ji Changze took the notebook and flipped through a few pages: "Of course there is a problem under the mountain, otherwise I would ask you to check the supplies."
Hearing this, the disciples all had worried looks on their faces.
Most of their parents are from the mountains. Although they were sent to the mountains since they were young, and they rarely see each other and have a deep relationship with each other, they are still parents after all.
"Okay, let's clean up the inside of the temple and make sure it's safe. Let's go down the mountain to have a look."
Ji Changze closed the notebook and handed it to Du Xun, as if he just said casually: "When you come back from the mountain, you should also start cultivating immortals."
Ah, it turns out that I am going to become an immortal.
Yes, it is indeed necessary to practice... huh? ?
Um? ? ? ? !
Cultivation? ? ?
All the disciples were shocked and looked at the biggest elder of Tianhai Temple with wide eyes.
"Uncle Master, can we also become immortals?"
Ji Changze: "Of course. We at Tianhai Temple are originally cultivators of immortality. Now that there is spiritual energy in the world and this kind of thing happens, of course we must cultivate immortality to protect ourselves."
The disciples were still in shock and unable to extricate themselves.
Cultivation.
This is cultivating immortality.
Even if he is a Taoist priest, Tianhai Temple does not allow lay people to engage in activities. Which of these disciples has never watched TV when they were young? When Du Xing was a child, the old man who hosted him hugged him and watched Journey to the West with a group of little beans.
Which child hasn't imagined that he can become a Sun Wukong who can fly thousands of miles away
No, even if you are no longer a child, if you let an adult come to cultivate immortality, the adult will be happy.
"Uncle Master, do you really teach us how to cultivate immortality?"
"Can cultivators be able to fly directly from one end to the other like you? Uncle Master, you used to jump higher than a flea. How long will it take for us to practice like that?"
Suddenly, a group of minors surrounded Uncle Shi in Tianhai Temple, chattering and asking various questions.
Du watched in shock as the expression on his uncle's face became worse and worse, becoming more and more ugly, as if he wanted to throw these little brats into outer space by their collars.
He was in a hurry.
Why did these kids forget that Uncle Master used to really dislike people making noises. He would get angry whenever someone made a noise. Didn't they force Uncle Master to leave before? Why do I have selective amnesia now that I know I can become an immortal
Yuan Heng was the most active one among the group of children. He squeezed to the front and looked at Ji Changze eagerly: "Uncle Master, can you also conjure things out of thin air like in the TV series?"
Ji Changze knelt down and smiled at him, "Of course, my uncle will."
"Wow! Uncle Master, can you show it to us?"
Du looked at his uncle's increasingly gloomy smile in astonishment: "..."
Also showed, do these brats think this is a trick? !
He wanted to step forward and take the person away, but Ji Changze actually agreed.
Turning to Yuan Heng, he said, "How about my great uncle perform a trick of lifting sand out of thin air for you?"
Under the excited cheers of a group of young disciples, Ji Changze, who was known to dislike people making noise, stretched out his hand towards the door, and a round and jade-like stone flew into his hand automatically with the cold air outside.
Then, he slowly held the stone tightly and crushed it into ashes bit by bit in front of all his disciples.
Open your hand, the wind blows, and the ashes scatter.
Ji Changze smiled and said in a gentle tone: "Stop arguing. If you keep arguing, you will be among the ashes."
Du was stunned: “…”
Young disciples: “…”
Only then did they suddenly remember that Uncle Shi didn't like people making noise.
In the past, some disciples passed by my great-uncle's room during morning classes. At that time, my great-uncle not only did not go to morning classes but was also sleeping in the room. The two disciples did not know this and were talking and laughing as they passed by the window.
Then Uncle Master opened the window and scolded him.
This matter has always been a black spot for Ji Changze among the younger generation.
Originally, it was time to get up and go to morning classes. As an elder, it was fine not to go to morning classes. He himself went to bed at an incorrect time and blamed the juniors below for disturbing him.
Where did you get such a big face
But it was obviously a very angry thing at that time, but now based on the premise that "my uncle is a cultivator of immortality", when I think about it again, it seems to have become a matter of course.
There is nothing wrong with a capable person being a bit eccentric.
Looking at the Taoist priests in that TV series, aren’t they the more capable and weird they become
Of course, even though they were thinking like this and excitedly went to please their uncle, only to be threatened back like this, the juniors naturally felt aggrieved, but no one dared to tell them to their uncle.
Everyone quickly cleared away the other temples with their heads down, and then shouted to Ji Changze who had gone to practice on Yunfeng again, and called them down.
Ji Changze flew lightly from Yunfeng to the entrance of the hall: "Du Xun, you are the host and the oldest among the juniors. Don't go down the mountain. Stay at Yunfeng to practice. When I bring these disciples back, I want to see you. Already enlightened."
Du Xun's parents had long since passed away, and he had no other relatives, so he was not so eager to go down the mountain. With his uncle here, he was not so worried about these young disciples who had not gone down the mountain much.
After agreeing happily, Du looked at Ji Changze in astonishment.
Ji Changze took off his hat, combed his long hair into a bun, inserted a wooden hairpin and that was it.
Du continued to look at his uncle in astonishment.
Ji Changze turned to look at the cloth shoes he was wearing, stepped on the ground twice, and moved his hands and feet.
Du continued to look at his uncle in shock.
Ji Changze finished wiping the dust off his clothes, looked up at the remaining disciples, clapped his hands, and said in a loud voice: "Okay, come and stand, follow me down the mountain."
Du was stunned: “…”
Seeing his uncle taking the lead and about to walk out, he quickly grabbed his uncle and said, "Uncle, you haven't taught me yet."
Ji Changze turned to look at him: "By the way, I forgot that most of the disciples nowadays are stupid and cannot enter the Tao on their own."
Du was stunned: “…”
How evil were our predecessors from hundreds of years ago, and they could actually enter the Tao on their own.
After speaking, Ji Changze reached out and injected the spiritual energy into Du Xun's body: "Close your eyes and feel it."
Du was stunned and quickly closed his eyes, trying to feel it.
After two seconds, Xiao whispered: "I feel like bugs are crawling in my body."
"insect?"
The uncle's disgusted voice came: "How narrow your veins are, you can actually think they are insects."
That insect, ah no, under the guidance of Ji Changze, the spiritual energy went around the veins one by one, and finally reached the heart vein.
Du was stunned for a moment and felt his body feel light, and then he felt heavy again, and everything in his ears became louder.
The chirping of birds on the distant mountains seemed to be in his ears, the sound of leaves rustling in the wind, the sound of small animals looking for food, and even the sound of fish jumping out of the water from somewhere.
So many sounds suddenly piled up together. The noise was so unbearable that he covered his ears and squatted on the ground in pain.
A junior brother was startled when he saw the pain on his face, and hurriedly came over to help him out of concern: "Senior brother, what's wrong with you??"
These words in a normal tone sounded like thunder in the ears of Du Xu, who had just opened his veins.
He was in even more pain. He covered his ears and stepped back, subconsciously trying to avoid his junior brother's voice. The junior brother didn't know why and became even more concerned: "Senior brother? What's wrong with you, senior brother?"
"do not speak!!!!"
Du was stunned and covered his ears. He was so confused by the noise that he even screamed sharply to his junior brother not to disturb him.
The junior brother had a look of confusion on his face. Senior brother Du Xun had always been gentle, and the two had grown up together. This was the first time that the senior brother had been so cruel to him.
Seeing this, the other junior brothers hurried forward.
"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"
"Uncle, senior brother, what is this?"
It was obviously just a few words, but it was like a demonic sound piercing his ears. If I wanted to describe this feeling, it would be like staying up all night and all morning, but being woken up frequently when I was going to bed in the afternoon. I couldn't help but feel He was so anxious and angry that he wanted to destroy the world.
He couldn't bear the noise and could only shout: "Don't talk, don't bother me!!"
"Shut up, everyone!!!"
Several disciples all looked at Ji Changze with blank expressions, but they only received a mute action from their uncle.
They could only shut up and watch the senior brother slowly calm down.
Du was stunned for a long time before he recovered. Ji Changze skillfully took two cotton balls from his ears (made from the cotton clothes he was wearing when no one was around) and stuffed them into him, signaling him to plug his ears.
After the blockage, I felt much better, but my hearing was still ten times more sensitive than before.
Ji Changze: "When the spiritual power enters the body, you will not be able to adapt to it for a while. When you practice for another day and the spiritual power starts to circulate in the body, you will slowly learn to block the noise, and then you will not feel that they are noisy. "
Du was still in a daze, covering his ears and nodded: "Thank you, Master Uncle, for your teaching."
I can’t blame my uncle for not liking people making noise.
After experiencing it for himself, he realized how desperate it felt to have sensitive hearing and still be surrounded by people making noises. The master uncle actually just slowly threatened the disciples instead of directly throwing these brats into the sky, which was really tolerable.
Ji Changze continued to talk about "cultivation experience": "I have already helped you with the most important step in spiritual practice. The next thing you have to do is to practice on Yunfeng. Remember, before you can use your spiritual power on your own, , you must go to Yunfeng to practice."
Everyone heard this clearly, and their eyes couldn't help but cast their gaze towards the pointed cloud peaks in the distance.
Surrounded by fairy mist, it is very atmospheric.
Uncle Master once said that Tianhai Temple chose this place to build the temple because it had the most spiritual power. So, was the seemingly important Yunfeng also included in the reason for choosing the location
They were extremely curious in their hearts, but because they had just made Du stunned before, they were afraid that their words would disturb their senior brother who had just entered the practice and couldn't hear the slightest sound, so they didn't dare to ask even if they wanted to ask.
However, Du was already stunned and asked: "Uncle Master, is the spiritual energy on Yunfeng more abundant and more suitable for cultivation?"
Ji Changze: "No."
Du was stunned for a moment.
He thought again: "Is it because Yunfeng is the highest point? As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the further you can see. Practicing on it can improve your state of mind?"
Ji Changze: "Why do you think so? Yunfeng is too high. All you can see below are clouds. What kind of scenery can there be?"
Du was stunned: "...Then why do you have to go to Yunfeng to practice?"
Regarding the topic of how to cultivate immortality correctly, no matter how old a disciple is, they are full of curiosity and expectation.
Now that the host asked such a straightforward question, they naturally stared at Ji Changze eagerly, waiting for a correct answer full of speculation.
Then they heard Ji Changze say:
"Of course it's because Yunfeng is high enough and far enough that if you go up to practice and others talk, they won't be able to disturb you, so you can use it as a soundproof room."
Du was stunned: “…”
Other disciples: "..."
Yunfeng... is actually a soundproof room? ?
It is really full of magic and logical at the same time.
In the end, with the help of his uncle, Du Xun was gently pushed to Yunfeng with a slap.
He looked down cautiously.
… so high.
Legs are weak.
A little scared.
From a distance came Uncle Master's voice, which had a normal volume but could be heard smoothly because of his sensitive hearing: "There is one more benefit of Yunfeng that I forgot to tell you. All Taoist cultivators like us have to fly with swords. Yunfeng is very high. Practicing here can also train your state of mind to prevent you from falling off the sword due to being too high when flying with the sword. The sword is so narrow, and if you don’t stand firmly, the chance of falling is still very high, so you have to practice fear training. high."
After finishing speaking, the uncle sighed: "Ah, this is the experience and lessons of our ancestors."
Du was stunned: “…”
So did the seniors before drop their flying swords
This seems to be a bit inconsistent with the image of the imagined immortal cultivator.
After Ji Changze sent Du Xun to Yunfeng, he took the remaining disciples down the mountain with peace of mind.
The original owner's memory of the early days of the apocalypse was actually not very deep. Perhaps because of the difficulty of life in the later period, he only remembered a few more important things in his memory.
The scene at the foot of the mountain at the beginning of the apocalypse does not exist in the memory of the original owner, but there is a scene where he deliberately avoided small villages when escaping from the foot of the mountain in a hurry, but at that time there were already blood stains in the woods he walked through. .
Ji Changze recalled the layout of several small villages at the foot of the mountain. It would be difficult to leave survivors in this small village.
Most of the people in the village are well-informed and very poor. Although the courtyards have doors, they always keep them open during the day. On the one hand, they trust other people in the village, and on the other hand, there is really nothing that can be stolen at home.
The village has always sent male children to Tianhai Temple after giving birth. Logically speaking, Taoism accepts female disciples. The reason why Tianhai Temple has all male disciples is because most of their disciples come down from the mountains, and the villagers think that girls go up the mountain to be with a group of disciples. It's not convenient to have a bunch of men together. After all, you have to do the work of fetching water on the mountain, because it's always cold at a high place. Men's fire is strong, so it's okay to be cold.
But girls are different. If they are frozen, let alone menstrual pain. No one knows whether there will be problems with the uterus. If it is sent up, Tianhaiguan has always been poor, and the host cannot be allowed to go out of his way for the daughter of their family. The doll keeps lighting coals to keep warm, right
That's why Tianhai Temple failed to receive any female disciples.
The girls at the foot of the mountain either go to school or are taken out by their parents who work outside. Most of the ones left in the village are very young children and old people who are too old to go out to work.
Zombies are not afraid of pain, and even old zombies are very flexible in their movements. Such zombies can encounter old people with inconvenient legs and feet, children who are too young to resist, and courtyard doors that are unlocked during the day.
It doesn't take a day at all, it can be wiped out in a few hours.
It can be seen from the gradually dull atmosphere when going down the mountain that most of these young disciples have guessed the ending, but they are still unwilling to accept it. Even if they do not have a deep relationship with their parents, brothers and sisters, they are still their family after all.
When they arrived outside the village, the dried blood on the ground made the disciples who came from this small village look a little paler.
"Don't be scattered. Just walk on the road and make noise, and living people will come out if they hear the noise."
If it were a zombie, it would definitely come out if it heard the sound.
Ji Changze didn't show anything on his face, but his mind tightened and he secretly protected these children.
When they heard that a sound was about to be made, all the disciples from the village shouted.
"Dad!!! Mom!!"
"Mom!!! Mom!!!"
"Can you hear me?! I'm A Ruo!!!"
What disappointed them was that they called all the way from the end of the village to the end, but got no answer, not even a zombie.
Ji Changze frowned.
It shouldn't be. There is blood everywhere in the village. You can imagine that there has been a chaos before. No matter whether the people or the zombies win, there will always be corpses left behind.
But they walked over and checked carefully. Not only was there no movement on the road, but the house was also empty.
Seeing that the disciples all looked disappointed and confused, Ji Changze waved them to stop, closed his eyes, and began to use his spiritual power to explore the surroundings.
The place with the strongest smell of blood...
He opened his eyes and strode to the fields beside the village with his disciples behind him.
It was originally a place where villagers worked, but at this moment the land had obviously been turned over. There was a very large mound on it, with a tombstone made of wood standing on it.
There is a line of words engraved on it: The Tomb of the Villagers of Anjia Village
Ji Changze touched the simple tombstone and felt the corpse aura radiating from the entire cemetery. He turned around and looked at the tire marks on the ground. He walked over and picked up a bullet casing.
The disciples who were born in this village have begun to carefully dig the grave, until they actually dig out a face from the grave. The face is blue and white, the pupils are straight, and there is a fatal wound from a bullet on the forehead.
One disciple recognized that this was his mother, knelt down and cried.
More and more villagers were dug out, all of them looked like zombies, and for a while, there was a lot of crying.
Ji Changze gave a guess: "The people in the village should have been infected and turned into monsters. Later, the army passed by here, killed them and buried them before leaving. They didn't know the names of the villagers, or they might be on their way and could only be buried together." , since you all know each other, let’s dig a new grave and bury him, so that if someone living outside finds him in the future, he will know where his family is buried.”
The disciples wiped away their tears and nodded: "Yes, Master."
They were not angry at the army for killing their loved ones who turned into zombies, and they were even a little grateful that the army was willing to help bury them. After all, when they were in the temple before, they had witnessed their fellow disciples who had died and turned into such monsters. of.
They have died, and monsters have taken their place.
The disciples were accustomed to doing work on the mountain. They rummaged around for shovels and quickly dug the graves. They moved the bodies in and erected tombstones. After such a hassle, even if there were more people and more strength, It still took me two hours to finish.
The disciples whose relatives were here knelt down and kowtowed before sobbing and following Ji Changze away.
There were four villages living around, and Ji Changze took them to see them one by one.
As expected, as he expected, the people living in these villages were all infected and turned into zombies because they were completely undefended and were either older or younger.
The remaining two villages were also cleared by the army. One of the families left a piece of paper pressed with bricks, which stated that two children in this family escaped death by hiding on the roof. , the children were too young to speak clearly. They did not know the names of the children. They only knew that they were found on the roof of this house.
It is not safe here. The army can only take the child away and take care of it. If the child's relatives come back later, they can go to the third base and take this piece of paper to prove their identity and take the child away.
Du Ning originally cried hard when she saw the empty village. When she found this piece of paper at home, she burst into tears and laughed: "It must be my brother and sister, it must be."
"Third base?"
Ji Changze stood aside and looked at the third base written on it, frowning slightly.
In the memory of the original owner, there is no third base, but since it was proposed by the army, it must be the military garrison.
The original owner vaguely remembered that at the beginning of the apocalypse, the country responded quickly and immediately sent troops to suppress the zombies and rescue civilians. However, the zombies were too contagious, and various communication equipment failed with the arrival of the zombies.
The surrounding facilities cannot operate at all. No matter how fast the national response is, there is no way to notify the whole country, so it can only use the older method. The army completely cleans up a city, checks door to door, kills zombies, and rescues ordinary people.
It's just that the contagiousness of zombies means that what they might rescue is not an ordinary person but an infected zombie that will bite them back. No matter how skilled the soldiers are, as long as they are caught and bitten, they will die. The granary cannot be contacted, and the lack of supplies can only take risks. Search in dangerous places.
It can be said that the fact that China was able to retain many civilians in the end was definitely due to the country’s quick response. However, no matter how quick the country’s response was, as time went by, more and more zombies began to evolve and attack high-level positions in a planned and purposeful manner. There is no need for a zombie wave at all. Just infecting the soldiers in a military camp without knowing it is enough to destroy most of the military camp.
Later, there were fewer and fewer people in the army, and the country quickly changed from being in control of half the situation at the beginning to being unable to control the situation. Even so, it was still trying to save people. In the end, the original owner only cared about survival and did not pay attention to this aspect. According to the news, Ji Changze also had no way of knowing what happened to the national army in the original timeline.
"Let's go to the last village first. After that, we'll try to find where the third base is."
Ji Changze discovered that the memory of the original owner was really a bit unreliable.
He inherited the memory of the original owner, and because he was also influenced by the original owner, he thought that the state institutions had completely collapsed from the beginning. However, now that he saw these small villages, he dug out the relevant memories from the knotty corners of his memory.
The original owner didn't even write down any important information. Even the above inference was derived by Ji Changze himself based on one incident.
This shows how unreliable the original owner is.
He suddenly thought of something, and he turned over and over in the messy memory, and found what his daughter said to him when the original owner saw her.
What the daughter said was that her mother waited for him for more than 20 years and died in depression.
Twenty-one years is also more than twenty years, and twenty-five years is also more than twenty years.
The original owner didn't even ask when the girl died, but he met his daughter a year after the end of the world.
Ji Changze broke off a branch from the tree cut down by his disciples, took out a knife from his pocket, and started carving silently.
Then here comes the problem.
Is it possible that the poor student who was deceived for money, sex, and sex by the original owner is still alive in this timeline
When they arrived at the fourth village entrance, Ji Changze looked at the zombies running towards them quickly and put the carved whistle into his pocket.
It's really possible.
The army probably didn't know that there was a village deep in the forest and didn't come here. Naturally, no one was cleaning up the zombies in this village. Even though they knew there was little hope, the disciples from this village still cleaned up the zombies. They shouted, hoping that someone alive would hear them.
But no.
Even after all the zombies were cleared, there was still no response from the living.
The disciple who came from the village knelt in front of the corpse and cried loudly. He had to force himself to stand up and start to identify who these zombies were from the village.
After the differentiation was completed, one of the disciples suddenly realized something was wrong.
"The wrong number of kids."
"Let me see." Another disciple stepped forward to count, and nodded after finishing counting: "Ruru from Third Uncle's family is not here."
After he finished speaking, he turned and looked at Ji Changze: "Master, uncle, there is a baby missing."
"Maybe she asked her family to hide her. How old is that child?" Ji Changze hurried forward after hearing this.
"Half a year old."
He's half a year old, he can't walk, and he doesn't even have an arm to hold him, so he's probably hidden somewhere.
Ji Changze closed his eyes and felt it, but now he could only feel the death energy, and the rest was really hard to find.
So in the end all the disciples had to go from house to house and open all the cabinets and drawers to look for them.
Finally, the child was found in an iron drawer. The drawer was at a high place and could not be reached by the zombies without jumping up. After looking at it, the disciples guessed that the mother of the child had taken the child out to chat and discovered the problem. After something went wrong, he found this house and hid the child in it.
The child had been hungry for who knows how long. Her breath was weak and she made no sound. If these young disciples hadn't even missed a mouse hole, they might not have been able to find her.
The disciple who found her was extremely excited, with tears on his face, and his mouth curled up in a smile. He held the little baby carefully and unskilledly, and ran towards Ji Changze happily.
"Master-uncle! Master-uncle!! We found her, she's still alive! Master-uncle, look!!"
However, when he arrived in such excitement, he subconsciously wanted to show the baby in his hand to Ji Changze, but he found that his uncle, who had become very reliable since he came down the mountain, had a dazed look on his face. He stood stiffly and looked at the baby in his hand. The child didn't know what he was thinking.
Seeing his attitude, the disciple turned pale and hurriedly looked at the child in his hand: "Uncle Master, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with her? I just saw that there was no blood on her body. She must not have been infected, and she was still He’s breathing.”
Ji Changze clenched his fists with a restrained expression, as if it took him several seconds to recover, and whispered: "There is nothing wrong."
call!
Just be fine.
The disciple breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled carelessly and handed the child forward: "Uncle Master, please check her. I think she seems a little weak."
Not only did Ji Changze not take the child, he actually took a step back.
disciple:"?"
Under his blank gaze, the middle-aged Taoist lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I don't hold other people's children."
disciple:"???"
He lowered his head to look at the baby girl he was holding, and then looked at Uncle Master who was standing in front of him with rejection written all over his body. He whispered softly: "But Uncle Master, you just hugged Yuan Qing..."
"This is a girl, it's different."
What's the difference? Aren't they all children
The disciple didn't know why, so he could only hold the child in front of Ji Changze: "Uncle, just look at her like this. I always feel that she looks very weak, and she didn't open her eyes for so long just now."
Ji Changze looked down and saw that the child was indeed in something wrong.
Being locked up in an iron box in such a cold weather, even if there was a hole for breathing, she was still a baby after all. She never screamed, probably not because she fell asleep, but because she didn't have the strength to shout.
He used some spiritual power to enter the baby girl's body, and the other person's complexion gradually improved.
"Okay, just take good care of it."
"Hey! Thank you, Uncle Master, Uncle Master, you are so awesome!!"
The little disciple who was holding the baby girl was surrounded by stars for a while. A group of disciples who had just lost a relative were more or less empathic with the child, and they all came together to make plans.
"Is she hungry? Look at her opening her mouth."
"I have some dried meat here for her to eat."
"Does she have teeth? Can she bite meat? I have biscuits here. Give her some biscuits."
"Does she want to drink water? Oh, she cried and moved. Her butt is so heavy. It's so cold even through her clothes. She must be frozen."
Ji Changze, who was listening on the side: "..."
He walked over silently and snatched the meat and biscuits from the hands of the two disciples.
"A child this old can't eat these. You go to her house and look for milk powder."
He reached over and touched it, and reprimanded the fifteen-year-old disciple who had grown up in the mountains and had never seen a baby: "She peed. Go find a diaper and put it on for her. A child can't bring a diaper that has been wet." Cry only when you feel comfortable.”
Ji Changze sighed as he saw several disciples hurriedly looking for the child, who was hurriedly coaxing his energy to come over and feel uncomfortable and crying.
"Don't shake her so fast. She will feel uncomfortable. Slow down. Have you forgotten how your elders shook you when you were a child?"
The disciple said with an innocent face: "I don't remember what happened when I was a child."
"Then you can recall it now. Slower, slower, a little faster. She won't even feel it so slowly."
"Standing against the wind, didn't you see that the wind was blowing into her face?"
After waiting for half an hour, a group of disciples who had grown up in the mountains and had never had any contact with babies were able to coax the baby in a hurry, feeding the baby, adding clothes, and changing diapers.
After the baby girl had eaten and drank enough, and felt comfortable, she let them go, closed her eyes and fell asleep comfortably.
A group of disciples wiped their sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I can't blame Master for saying not to carry babies up the mountain. It turns out that babies are so difficult to take care of. Yuan Qing would wipe his own buttocks when he went up the mountain."
"Isn't it because Grand Master doesn't carry babies up the mountain because no one throws babies around now? Grand Master is no longer able to convince people with his virtue."
After the disciples gathered together to share their experiences on how to take good care of this little baby in the future, they suddenly remembered something.
"Why does my uncle look so experienced?"
"Yes, is it because he is an adult?"
"Uncle Master is also an adult. He's over 20 years old and he still doesn't know how to do it, right?"
"But my great uncle is already over forty years old."
"This seems to have nothing to do with age. The man in our village who is over 50 years old doesn't know how to take care of children. My mother said that taking care of children is something only people with children can learn gradually. If you don't take care of children once, you really don't know how to take care of them. , so Uncle Master..."
The disciple who said this suddenly paused and looked blankly at Ji Changze who was standing in front of him.
Great uncle...
He doesn't have children, does he
No, no, no, how is this possible? My uncle is a Taoist and he said before that there is no cause and effect.
After thinking about this, the next second the disciple heard the stupid junior brother next to him ask directly and stupidly: "Master, uncle, do you have children?"
Disciple: “…”
Recalling my uncle's bad temper and his great martial arts.
Now he just wants to say one thing to the idiot junior brother: Good luck, junior brother.
Stupid or not, stupid or not!
How could my uncle have a child
Ji Changze: "Yes."
Look, there really isn't... any? ? ?
Great uncle? ? ? have children?