The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star - Chapter 116

The battle between Wen Yantong and Mu Yang finally came to an end when the two sides spoke ruthlessly to each other.

At noon that day, there were both fried mushrooms and cold sauces on the dinner table, so the two shook hands temporarily to make peace and shared with each other.

That night, Wen Yantong washed her long hair and sat on the side of the bed, and found a drawing from under the table, which was the rough terrain around Yibei.

Yibei is a big city, surrounded by dozens of small counties and towns, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the land is fertile.

Wen Yantong calculated the plot of the original book and developed it according to the original text. Before the winter came, Chi Jingxi had fought with the enemy three times, each time it was a narrow victory and failed to drive the enemy out of Shaojing.

Finally, after the winter began, the severe cold brought blizzards, causing the enemy’s supplies to appear in conditions on the way. Chi Jingxi was able to defeat the enemy in one go.

But Wen Yantong remembered that Chi Jingxi had a chance to annihilate the enemy army, but because he guessed the wrong route for their retreat, he let them escape.

If you can guess the enemy’s retreat route that time, you can leave Yibei before winter comes.

Wen Yantong was looking seriously, Chi Jingxi knocked on the door and came in. Seeing that her hair was still wet, she found a piece of brocade cloth to wipe her without saying anything.

Wen Yantong fiddled with her hair casually, “It’s okay, it dries quickly.”

The weather in Yibei was dry and it was summer, so I didn’t bother to wipe my hair after smelling inkstone.

Chi Jingxi said bitterly, “Yibei doesn’t have to go to the north. The climate here changes a lot, and the night is cool. If you don’t pay attention, you will get sick. When Yang Er came here, he was sick for ten days.”

“That’s his own stupidity.” Wen Yantong said silently.

Chi Jingxi smiled and did not refute.

In the army, discipline was strict, everyone had their own things to do, and it was quiet for several days. But after Wen Yantong came, the place became lively.

Chi Jingxi likes the excitement. He used to be a quiet person, because it is easier to concentrate on doing things in a quiet environment, but later discovered that life is only interesting if it is more lively.

Accustomed to the noisy days, when he returned to the peace of the past, he felt very uncomfortable.

Wen Yantong was wiped her hair with Chi Jingxi’s not gentle technique, and pointed to the topography on the paper and said, “Master Xiaohou, look at what this is.”

After hearing the words, Chi Jingxi took a look and said, “It’s like a canyon.”

“It’s a canyon. Riding the current from Sister Mountain down to the bottom of the canyon, there is a large area of ​​depression above the canyon. Is this terrain the most suitable for ambushing people?” Wen Yantong said.

Chi Jingxi was a little confused. He looked at the paper and then at her, “How do you know that there is a depression above this canyon?”

“I heard what the locals said.” Wen Yantong said vaguely.

Fortunately, Chi Jingxi has long been too lazy to be suspicious of her, and only said, “If there is really a recessed ground, it would be a good place to set up an ambush.”

“Look,” Wen Yantong pointed to the terrain on the paper, “If you attack the enemy from here, they will definitely go from this road to the gorge, because after the gorge is out, it is a mountain forest, which makes it easier to hide. You are walking from Sister Mountain. The other side of the mountain is the current. It must be a step faster than them to take a bamboo raft to the canyon and then climb to the top of the canyon…”

“But how can you be sure that they will go to the canyon from this road?” Chi Jingxi nodded the road under her finger.

Wen Yantong sighed, “I will definitely take this road, trust me.”

“I think your plan lacks rigor.” Chi Jingxi told the truth.

Wen Yantong twisted his eyebrows, “Why is it lacking in rigor? Didn’t I tell you everything clearly?”

Chi Jingxi said, “The enemy’s actions are unpredictable. We must consider from multiple paths. If they retreat from another path, wouldn’t it be a vain plan?”

Wen Yantong thought for a while and said, “Then this plan can be used as a hidden plan. When you hold a meeting, only talk about other plans.”

Wen Yantong has only eight points to grasp.

Because the key to the success of this plan is a heavy rain.

A heavy rain that caused the river to rise, washed down the embankment, and caused a small flood. Wen Yantong remembered clearly that the heavy rain spread throughout the Yibei area at the end of autumn.

As long as that heavy rain fills the valley above the canyon with water, it can ambush the people at the bottom of the canyon, so this plan must wait for the heavy rain to come.

Wen Yantong chatted with Chi Jingxi for half an hour, and suddenly felt a little hungry.

I remembered that because she had a fight with Mu Yang at noon, everyone was usually late after eating, and when it was time for dinner, they weren’t hungry, so the group didn’t eat dinner.

Wen Yantong asked Chi Jingxi, “Master Xiaohou, are you hungry?”

Chi Jingxi looked down at her, “Are you hungry?”

Wen Yantong nodded, “My stomach screamed.”

Chi Jingxi was about to get up, “I order people to prepare meals.”

“No.” Wen Yantong gave him a hand and said, “I’ll do it, my cooking skills are still good.”

It’s not that Wen Yantong is boasting, but that she basically lives alone when she grows up, eats a lot of takeaways, and always has to learn to cook by herself, so she feels that her cooking skills are not bad.

Chi Jingxi thought of the bowl of dark porridge at Nian’an Temple, obviously a little suspicious, “Will you cook?”

“Of course.” Wen Yantong patted his chest proudly, “Wait!”

She put on her robe and went out. Chi Jingxi sat in the room for a while, a little absent-minded, but in the end was not relieved, got up and went to the dining room.

Wen Yantong knows Chi Jingxi’s taste. He occasionally eats spicy, but usually slightly spicy, so he decided to make him two small stir-fries.

The people in the dining room were planning to take a rest. Seeing her suddenly came, they knew her status in the house and didn’t dare to neglect, and hurriedly started.

The technique of smelling inkstone cooking is quite skillful. When the onion, **** and garlic are exploded in the oil, the aroma will come out in an instant.

When Chi Jingxi rushed to the dining room, he saw the inkstone dumpling like an old fried dough stick, skillfully putting the hot dish on the plate, and quickly preparing the next dish.

He stood by the door, seeing her busy, and looked very attentive.

The people in the dining room found him and came up to pray, but he stopped him with gestures.

Two dishes and one soup are enough for two people. After Wen Yantong had prepared the dishes, she found that Chi Jingxi had been standing at the door for a while. She laughed all of a sudden and waved at him, “Master Xiaohou, come on.”

Chi Jingxi walked in with a smile, “Done?”

“Come and taste the crystallization of my love.” Wen Yantong took a pair of chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of fried fungus, blew and handed it to Chi Jingxi.

The freshly cooked dishes are steaming, and they won’t be delicious just by smelling them. Chi Jingxi opened her mouth to bite the fungus, raised her eyebrows slightly after the entrance, and looked at Wen Yantong unexpectedly.

“How?” Wen Yantong stared at him expectantly.

Chi Jingxi naturally praised, “It’s really delicious.”

It’s not just a boasting. Compared with the black porridge in Nian’an Temple, this dish is obviously delicious on more than one level, and it can immediately arouse people’s appetite.

Wen Yantong happily ordered someone to bring the food to the room, and the two secretly opened the small stove.

Wen Yantong only remembered that Chi Jingxi liked the three dishes she cooked, and ate a lot that night. But what I don’t know is that in the second half of Chi Jingxi’s life, any delicacy did not impress him as much as the three dishes of the night.

Every time he recalled, Chi Jingxi would remember this night in the far north of Yibei, full of stars, Wen Yantong rolled his sleeves, and his beautiful eyes were filled with the expectant bite of the dish he was feeding him.

But when Ye Muyang was so hungry that he rolled on the bed, he stayed honestly for many days, and unconsciously reached a brief peace with Wen Yantong.

In a blink of an eye, it was the hottest time in midsummer. Hearing that Yan Tongguang was lying in the house, I felt like I was sweating.

The Yibei region is remote, and people here have long been accustomed to the scorching heat and winter.

Chi Jingxi was afraid that Wen Yantong’s body could not stand it, so she ordered someone to put too much ice in her room, which made her feel more comfortable.

As soon as I went out, it was the scorching sun. Wen Yantong didn’t even have the energy to fight with Genmu and Yang, and he wished to sleep with ice cubes every day.

Move the ice bucket to the bedside before going to bed. However, Chi Jingxi said that the night in Yibei was cold, and he would quietly remove the ice bucket for fear of getting sick.

The temperature rose gradually, and the days seemed to slow down. Wen Yantong was taken care of, and sometimes he forgot that this was the war-torn Yibei.

When it was calm, the enemy suddenly attacked the city.

In an afternoon when the hot cicadas were too lazy to scream, after Chi Jingxi received the news, he and Fu Zixian hurriedly left the house. Before leaving, he told Mu Yang to be optimistic about Wen Yantong, and the two of them should not run around in the house.

In the past, Mu Yang was unwilling in every possible way when he was left, but now it is different, now there is Wen Yantong. Wen Yantong needs protection, so Mu Yang is willing to stay.

When he walked outside Wen Yantong’s room, he learned that Wen Yantong was still asleep, so in order to prevent Wen Yantong from running around, he simply asked people to move a chair and sit by the door.

After Wen Yantong fell asleep and woke up, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Mu Yang, who was sweating profusely, sitting on the side, his forehead hair was almost wet with sweat, he raised his eyes in a daze, “You finally woke up. “

“What are you doing sitting here?” Wen Yantong was shocked.

“I’m afraid you run around.” Mu Yang said honestly.

Seeing his stupid appearance, Wen Yantong wanted to smoke him and pulled him up, “Are you a pig? Come in!”

Mu Yang was still stubbornly muttering, “Why am I a pig? You ran from Chaoge to Yibei without saying a word, who knows if you will run around when you wake up, it’s so dangerous outside now…”

Wen Yantong sighed, pulled him to the ice bucket and sat down, and found that the ice in the ice bucket was about to melt away, so he hurriedly asked people to add new ice in.

She unbuttoned Mu Yang’s clothes, “Quickly, take off your coat, the weather outside is so hot, what should you do if you have a heat stroke?”

Mu Yang slowly took off his coat, Wen Yantong took the brocade cloth and soaked it in ice water. After wringing it out, he quickly wiped Mu Yang’s face and neck.

When she was wiping, she noticed a large red patch on the back of Mu Yang’s neck. She raised her eyebrows and pulled her clothes down a bit, and suddenly saw dense erythema in the red patch.

Wen Yantong touched his finger, “What is this?”