Yang Wan traveled to the end of ancient times, where mutated beasts were rampant all over the land, and a piece of grass could kill a person.
What did you say? Draw pictures on spiritual stones, draw rice to eat, draw water to drink, draw knives to kill people?
Be a painter? Enter the establishment? Impossible, she just wants to lie down and retire.
"Congratulations, you took in an old lady and expanded the nursing home area by 100 square meters."
Yang Wan looked at a group of old men and women in ragged clothes and fell into deep thought.
The lame, the blind, the paralyzed on the bed and unable to move, the senile and demented and unable to recognize people... All were pulled into the courtyard.
The neighbor laughed like crazy: How can we support the elderly in these days? Do you think you have a long life? You don't even have enough food to eat and you still want to be a living Bodhisattva?
The protagonist is busy drawing and painting.
Take in an old man and expand your territory by three feet. Collect ten, and a spiritual spring will appear in the backyard. Collect fifty, and the nursing array will be automatically generated.
The wave of mutated zombies is coming. My neighbor is hiding in the corner waiting to die. He looks back.
The outer wall of the nursing home is shining with golden light. The old man and the old lady are sitting in the courtyard eating melon seeds. The mutated beast hits and is bounced away.
The neighbor cried and smashed the door: Let me in! I'm sixty too!
Yang Wan probed his head: Are you over sixty? Check your ID card.
Later, the nursing home was transformed from the slums to the Jiuchongtian Lingxiao Hall, and a plaque was hung at the door:
The first nursing home in the three realms, gods are not allowed to enter, and the elderly are given priority.
Others praised her for her compassion and unbroken Taoism.
She pointed to the old man and woman sunbathing in the yard:
"If the gods and Buddhas don't cross it, I will cross it. After the crossing, I will build a road to heaven. The old man will be my pavement."
Intention: Free to mess around
