[Quick Wear] Daily Cleansing of Trash

Chapter 290 Sir, it’s time to take medicine 8

"Junior brother, leave quickly!"

Fire blazing into the sky, glaring knife lights, a broken door, blood all over the ground...

Qi Yun stumbled as he walked, kneeling down from time to time to look at the twisted corpse lying on the ground.

"Junior sister..."

"Uncle Qin..."

"Junior brother..."

Qi Yun held his junior brother's body and looked at everything in front of him blankly.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of weapons clashing coming from deep within the sect.

Qi Yun put his junior brother down, picked up a knife from the ground, and ran forward hurriedly.

As soon as he arrived, he saw a scene that made him tear his eyes out.

"Wind...go quickly..."

The master, who had always been carefree, was now covered in blood. He held on tightly to the man in black in front of him, not letting him break free, and shouted to Qi Yun, "Go!"

Qi Yun rushed forward to rescue people, but was besieged by five men in black.

The Changhong sword technique was powerful, but it could not break through the encirclement at all. Qi Yun could only watch his master being knocked to the ground, and a red sword pierced straight into his back.

"Master!!!"

Seeing this scene, Qi Yun's swordsmanship became chaotic and the enemy found a flaw. The red long sword flipped and turned, directly cutting Qi Yun's right leg tendon.

Qi Yun endured the pain and swung his sword to force one person back, but was eventually subdued by others.

A man in black with a mole between his eyebrows walked up to Qi Yun who was struggling, raised his hand and slapped Qi Yun's dantian hard.

"puff!"

Severe pain spread throughout Qi Yun's limbs and bones. He spit out blood and tried to raise his head to look at his master lying in a pool of blood not far away.

"Bang~"

A flash of a knife appeared, and the two men in black who had caught him threw themselves down at the same time, and Qi Yun was lifted aside.

"Big... senior brother..."

In Qi Yun's increasingly blurred vision, the only thing left was the figure of his eldest brother fighting hard.

When he woke up again, he saw himself being carried on the back of his eldest brother and running, with the lingering smell of blood in his nose.

Arriving at a cave, the eldest brother put Qi Yun down and said to him seriously, "Feng'er, don't think about revenge. As long as you are alive and well, our deaths will not be in vain!"

Qi Yun had a premonition of something and he cried and shook his head.

The eldest brother's usually gentle face was now filled with persistence: "Gu Yifeng, promise me!"

It was not until Qi Yun nodded that the eldest brother's expression relaxed and he showed a gentle look again.

He touched Qi Yun's head, stood up and walked out.

"Elder brother..."

Qi Yun lay on the ground, stretching his hands forward.

However, all he got in return was the bloody figure of the eldest brother, which was getting farther and farther away and more and more blurred.

"Elder brother..."

When Qi Yun opened his eyes, he saw an old, blackened wooden roof with a piece of bacon hanging from the beam, swaying.

He stared at the piece of bacon for a long time, and finally remembered that it was made by Luo Yu Niang a few days ago. She said that if she put it in the yard, she was afraid that it would be taken away by the cat, and it would be inconvenient to hang it in the kitchen, so she hung it in the utility room where he slept now.

Wiping the tears from his face, Qi Yun turned over and tried to calm down his painful mood caused by the dream.

After a while, Qi Yun heard the sound of "da da da".

It was Luo Yu Niang who came downstairs.

She first looked at Qi Yun as usual and found that he was sitting with his back to the door and windows, motionless, and seemed to be still sleeping.

Luo Yu Niang couldn't help but mutter: "How come he can sleep better than me?"

The footsteps went towards the kitchen, and Qi Yun's mind emerged the scene of Luo Yu Niang rolling up her sleeves to prepare lunch.

After waiting for a while, Qi Yun slowly got up, sat on the wooden bed for a while, got out of bed, put on his clothes and shoes.

The injury on Qi Yun's right foot was no longer serious. He went to the bathroom to wash his face and tidy up. He put the dirty clothes that Luo Yu Niang had thrown aside into a wooden basin, and then carried the basin to the yard to fetch water to wash the clothes.

Luo Yu Niang looked out through the small door of the kitchen and was very satisfied with Qi Yun's diligence.

She really doesn't like doing laundry.

At the dinner table, Luo Yu Niang asked Qi Yun while eating: "What are your plans next?"

Qi Yun looked up at her and said honestly, "I'll listen to you."

Luo Yu Niang smiled and said, "It's not a good idea for you to work hard all day long. A while ago, when you were not at home, I figured out a recipe for making pancakes. Let's try making some and sell them at the dock. If they sell well, we can save money and open our own shop."

Qi Yun took a mouthful of rice and nodded: "I'll do as you say!"

Since Qi Yun has no objection, then it’s settled.

After Qi Yun recovered, they tried to make a hundred pancakes, and Qi Yun carried them on his shoulders to sell them at the dock.

Naturally, there was no business at the beginning, and many people just looked but did not buy.

Qi Yun followed Luo Yu Niang's instructions, found a corner, lit a fire, skewered the cakes with bamboo sticks, and then put them on the fire to roast.

The naan bread coated with secret seasoning gave off an enticing food aroma, and some people stopped in front of Qi Yun's stall.

A middle-aged man who looked like a butler asked, "What kind of cake is this? I've never seen it before!"

"Naan can be used as dry food."

"How do you buy this cake?"

"Six coins each."

Qi Yun took the toasted naan off the skewer while answering. The naan, which was the size of an adult man's palm, was torn into pieces. Qi Yun handed a piece to the man opposite him: "Free...free taste, no money required."

The man looked at the quarter of the cake in his hand and thought that the man was quite honest.

He took a bite and his eyes widened instantly: "Mmm... delicious!"

He swallowed the bread in his mouth and took money from the bag: "Give me five!"

Qi Yun wrapped it up deftly and handed it to the other person, who left with the pancake in his mouth.

The spectators who were attracted by Qi Yun's words of "free tasting" all said: "Young man, can you let me have a taste too?"

Qi Yun obediently began to distribute the cakes. Some people took them and left, while others thought they tasted good and started to pay.

Soon, all the cakes that Qi Yun picked were sold out.

Someone else asked, "Young man, will you come tomorrow?"

Qi Yun nodded: "I am coming."

He put the bag of copper coins close to his body, bent down, picked up the basket, and slowly walked home.

Thinking of Luo Yu Niang's sparkling eyes when she saw the copper coins, Qi Yun couldn't help but smile.

At this moment, Luo Yuniang had no time to think about Qi Yun's gains today. She was hiding stealthily in the bushes, watching two men in brown shorts "torturing" Jin Zhijie.

"I've already said I don't know anyone like Luo Yu Niang or Qi Yun. You've got the wrong person!"

Jin Zhijie sat on the ground, looking up at the two people in front of him, crying and saying, "I really don't know them!"

The tall man raised his eyebrows and was about to step forward with his fist raised, but was stopped by the short man.

"Third brother, why are you stopping me?" the tall man yelled in dissatisfaction.

The short man known as Lao San warned in a low voice: "Lao Qi, be quiet, don't attract anyone here!"

Lao Qi gritted his teeth and said, "Old Liu died inexplicably. We have to find out what happened, right?"