Doomsday Pavilion

(Thanks to Juzi Junwan rewards for being promoted to elders. I would like to congratulate you on this chapter.)

Almost all of the crocodile's palm entered Lin Chou's stomach.

Sagong and Bai Suren may not eat as much as the little pigeons, but the real gluttonous beasts...

The definition of appetite being proportional to rank is completely out of line in Lin Chou's body. The pigeon second-order mutant cannot catch up with Lin Chou's eleven.

The little pigeon was clutching his stomach, and looked at Lin Chou bitterly at the bone of the crocodile's palm.

Lin Chou spit out and scratched his head, "The word that melts in the mouth is definitely made up."

"Hey," Bai Suren said with a smile, "My son, this is the first time I have heard that the entrance is metabolized into the bones."

Lin Chou grumbled, "This is called Yilitong Bailitong, little girl film, what do you know."

The little girl film...Um...Does this mean that slaves are women?

Bai Suren's eyes were red, and she cried with joy, "My son...what did you say..."

Sikong shuddered, "Cough cough, that worry, the weather has turned cold recently, I will go home first, I have good **** tea at home, detoxification warms the stomach, removes dampness and invigorates blood. I will bring you something next day, you Also, take care... ahem, keep warm!"

There was a faint "swish" in the air, and Sikong's back instantly disappeared at the foot of the mountain.

Little Pigeon blinked, thinking that this boss Lin is so good at talking, and the young lady who is always funny cries and laughs every time. It's amazing. This is what the master said, what a man should be, right?

Bai Suren took out a pocket watch with complicated patterns and exquisite patterns from her arms, "Well, it's time, but..."

Bai Suren Yinya opened slightly and his eyes were full of hope, "Master Lin, in a few days, the Suren will perform at the Qinshan Wu School. Can Young Master appreciate it?"

Qinshan martial arts school?

Isn't that Erhuzi's school? Well, I heard that Huluwa was also taken by Sister Hu and spent a lot of money.

Lin Chou nodded, "Yes."

"Yep!"

Bai Suren replied crisply and turned around happily, "Then, another day, I will send the invitation letter to the son again."

"Uh...good!"

Lin Chou was helpless, his eyes were red whenever he moved, and he wandered around with tears at every turn, and at every turn...

Suddenly a melodious string tune sounded down the mountain,

"If goodbye can't be red-eyed,

Is it still blushing,

It’s like rushing down that year,

Such beautiful rumors forever,

If the past is still worthy of nostalgia,

Don't let go of the past too soon,

Who is willing to be like this,

Have nothing to do with each other,

We have to owe each other,

We want to break the roots. "

Simply listening to the words is really a kind of enjoyment, this tune also has a kind of lively physical and mental pleasure, coupled with this low narrative voice, as if a splash-ink-like picture scroll is slowly unfolding in front of you, the shadows of the past people and scenes are all around you , The ink marks are...

then,

"Big sale, big sale, the original tapes before the cataclysm, bring your own radio, not 18 thousand, only 9998, beautiful melody to take home, you can also listen to Mingguang Highway Radio! Check it out, take a look, let’s go Don’t miss it when you pass by..."

Lin Chou's face turned green, and with a roar, the ground shook, "Bonsai, I said your second uncle and grandpa!!!"

"Crack...whisper...oh..."

The tune stopped, the singing was quiet, and there was a chaotic sound, and the sound of the potted plants rang, "That I just passed by, passing by, I stopped the car and left, just left!"

"Oh, Brother Chou has something to say, let the Nepenthes stay still..."

Then, from the bottom of the mountain, there was a bang that could be heard without the use of the dilapidated speakers of the potted plants, and the rhythmic vibration of the ground, mixed with the heart-piercing screams of the potted plants, Lin Chou was only satisfied.

I searched wildly for a while in the shop. However, I didn't find any valuable things, potted plants. How did I hear the movement in the dining room? This happened twice! !

Bai Suren and the little pigeon chuckled and blessed, "My son, let's go first."

"..."

Half an hour later, a group of people rushed in in a "rush", there were as many as 70 or 80, many of them were familiar faces, and their expressions were hurried and excited.

"Boss Lin, what are you looking for? Lost something?"

"Hi, boss Lin, I miss it after a few days... Give me five salt-baked chickens, my brothers are starving to death!"

"Add ten more!!!"

"Brothers who can't get in outside, take a count and hand in a note!"

Someone outside responded, "I'm ready, brothers, report the name of the dish!"

"Two salt-baked chickens, I'll go and see Lord Gungun first...Hey, I brought Xiangfei bamboo shoots, Lord Gungun, where are you..."

It's no secret that the Billowing adults love to eat sweet fruits and bamboo shoots. Many hunters who come here know it.

"Wow!"

Lin Chou said, "What's the situation, why are everyone here together?"

"Hey," Li Heigou, who had already joined the hunting team, couldn't help grinning his boss with chapped lips. He smiled, "The big guy went to the forest to ambush a group of horsefinches. This is the last batch of production this year. The eggs are too large. The collection team stared at them for three days, and they were finally taken down together."

"It's more than just taken, it's almost extinct. Li Heigou, a greedy ghost, even the little birdie who didn't open his eyes was packed for others."

Someone outside laughed.

Lin Chou also smiled. The wild beasts can't be caught. In the months after the autumn festival, the number of cubs of various strange beasts increases sharply. The couples of strange beasts who protect their calves will often kill anyone who dares to offend them with red eyes. The humans in their territory may be killed.

If the hunters do not clean up in time, the cubs with huge appetites and fast-growing cubs will quickly eat up any valuable magic plant fruit, and then exaggerate a little to form a certain number, and also form a tide of beasts, which will affect the base city. Threats, especially flying aliens.

"Let one make one let another... I want to order!"

The two sturdy men had a good breath at first glance, and the scars on their faces were even more exaggerated than hunters.

Two big guys guarded a thin man with extraordinary clothes.

At least Lin Chou could see that the clothes seemed to be made by the same person as the one he wore the other day.

"A serving of Kangshuaibo spicy beef noodles."

The thin man said, looking at the hunters around him with a flustered look and slight disdain, he found an empty table and sat down.

"Another one who eats instant noodles."

"Cut, pretend to be an artist, one by one."

"Yes, there is nothing good for those who came to eat instant noodles."

The two big guys glanced around and didn't speak.

Someone sighed, "Rice worms, what to sit for, instant noodles, eat in the pavilion outside! You can't eat instant noodles in the house."

"Why?" The thin man was taken aback, somewhat angry.

"I know what it means to hit the nose or not, what it means to be spicy eyes or not, the instant noodles smell so big that you are not allowed to eat?"

The thin man said angrily, "You know who I am, I'm Shen..."

"Essential disease?"

"Hahaha!"

"You, you guys!!" The thin man almost didn't come up in one breath, being blocked by the two big guys around him.

"Boss, go eat out, don't conflict with hunters."

He clasped his fists and smiled at everyone, "Everyone, Mr. Shen doesn't know the rules of the wilderness, you can forgive me."

"Ha ha."

"These two brothers can talk, for a while, have a drink together. They are both evolved people. It's not easy to eat together."

With sympathy in his eyes, he looked at the thin man behind them with disdain.

The thin man froze for a moment, and he cursed inwardly in his heart, and he worked together as a bodyguard for Lao Tzu. Is it so bad? ?

With a gloomy face, he didn't speak, and went outside the door with his hands behind his back.