Doomsday Pavilion

An ingenious recorder hovered over Qin Wuyong's head, playing the very moving and age-old "bye-bye" music.

Qin Wuyong has never listened to this music, but when the recorder transmitted the scene of Yanhuishan back to the screen in real time——

This man with a muscle like a beating iron cried.

Wuyou brother squeezed the fleshy skin where his hair had begun to stand up, and looked at the guy named Yuan who stood proudly beside him.

(A pit, mmp, this is a sinkhole, I just know it’s not that simple, it’s not just that she wants to listen to songs...)

Useless brother said with some hope,

"Director, don't you give me a subsidy for injury in the action scene?"

Yuan someone looked at his new employee, his tone affirmed,

"give!"

"Adding a chicken leg to the lunch box is considered a work injury!"

Qin Wuyong: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Qin Wuyong and others had just been smashed once, and for a long time they did not dare to come back to the mountain.

This place is so good, but the committee always has a package of their "ordinary" looks and "ordinary" kindness that they can't bear—the kind of kindness that cares for people to the delamination of the crotch.

After beating him as an awakened and knowing the benefits of exotic animal meat, magical plant essence and medicated diet, he was the first time to truly realize why some cooks are called cooks and some cooks are called "food chefs" in Mingguang. .

Knock, didn't you just eat the wrong dish? Gou said, I almost cut Lao Tzu for research.

Qin Wuyong has 10,000 regrets in his heart, so I put on the pink, tender, cute and screaming hardcore female fans who don’t want to hook up. What kind of irritation is in her mind to run here with her? Come die...

Who gave me the courage?

I'm all right now. I'm asking you to be a bitch, and also a humanoid self-propelled BGM jukebox. The big guy on the top is afraid that he will tear himself off.

Forgive me and said with a smile,

"What are you afraid of, your mentality is not good, you have not improved your mental quality after spending so long with my grandmother?"

Qin Wuyong was stunned.

"Emotion is still my own problem!"

The potted plant stood on tiptoe and patted Qin Wuyong's shoulder to encourage him.

"Come on, you have to think like this-'Weak chicken, at most I will slap me to death, where can I be strong?'?!"

"Look, don't you feel better if you change your mind?"

"No one is born strong. People who love to laugh are always lucky to know how to cut~"

The corners of Qin Wuyong's mouth twitched and he resigned.

He sighed and smacked his lips.

"I don't know what boss Lin made delicious today."

"It's so fragrant!" The potted plant looked at him obliquely, "Isn't it still dead just now, cut~"

Old Qin was stunned, the little thought that could not help but came out in his heart was poked, and the thief was embarrassed.

Huang Dashan's eyes looked like subtitles played in a rolling loop-"Ha ha ha ha~"

Qin Wuyong perceives it very sensitively, and it is a pill, a pill!

This is one of the big guys on Yanhui Mountain that he can't afford:

I just met that I was Tier 3 Huang Dashan is Tier 1, now people are Tier 5 and I am Tier 3...

Nima, this is not a big guy. What are you telling me?

Especially this thief does not have a strong accent, bullying and fearing hardship, his face, heart, and black hands are even darker...

Qin Wuyong bit his scalp and pondered over it. It seemed that the entire Yanhui Mountain except the little girl surnamed Su couldn't beat it herself.

(Sister's, let's find someone who is equivalent, and try to be as dignified as possible.)

On the mountain, Zhao Eryile,

"Oh, the genius doctor Zuo is here, hehe."

Huang Dashan was sneering—but to be honest, this BGM was quite appropriate.

Lin Chou (receiving the plate): "It's closed and it's closed."

Zhao Er quickly stopped,

"Don't tell me!"

In fact, Zhao Erye was also muttering in his heart, after all, he had a deep understanding of how horrible this aunt was.

(It's a soy milk, ah no, Juicer Ji!)

But what can be done? The old man's eyes are soft like noodles.

Even the old man of the Birdwing Ballista dared to borrow her without worry. What kind of morals would be needed here, it would have been broken long ago.

So Erye Zhao greeted him from afar without any trouble

"Good girl left, good girl left, Aunt Lin's medicine..."

The potted plant waved nonchalantly,

"It's ready. When Aunt Lin is ready, we can start the next treatment."

There was golden light in the eyes of Yuan.

This look in Zhao Erye’s eyes is too familiar.

"Good, good, then good."

"It just so happened that we were eating, Miss Zuo, you are eating together... eh??"

With just a few short sentences, looking back, Lin Chou and Huang Dashan had disappeared long ago, and the extremely burly big-breasted sister had already begun to wipe the table.

Zhao Er: "..."

Forgive me that my hair flashes green with anger,

"Lin, don't leave!!"

Lin Chou's answer: "Haha."

Forgiveness basin took a deep breath and got into the store.

"Hey, business, the kind that makes money."

She especially understands the correct way to open a conversation with someone.

Sure enough, Lin Chou showed his head from the kitchen, holding a huge dusty thing in his arms, and looked carefully, without raising his head.

"Quickly."

The potted plant's eyes lit up and almost jumped up.

"Wow, the isinglass of the golden owl, whether you sell it or not, hand it over to my aunt's grandmother to make sure that each gram is not less than six figures!"

Lin Shou’s eyes were full of care for children with intellectual disabilities,

"This thing is at least seven figures per gram in my dish, and six figures per gram are sold to you? Huh!"

The potted plant hugged his shoulders,

"Cut, nigga."

"To each other."

Potted road,

"When the movie is about to be released, don't you know if you care about it, a bunch of capitalists, using my grandmother as a cow to make money for you, oh oh oh."

Lin Chou was speechless,

"Obviously you disappeared in the blink of an eye, this handsome thought you absconded with the money."

Thinking of the experience of going up the mountain that day, the bonsai had no place to vent, and his cheeks were bulging.

She took a breath, stared and told Lin Chou,

"The construction of the four walls will begin immediately. I have coordinated with Director General Weimo. When it is completed, there will be at least one hundred broadcast points on the entire four walls. All of us must attend the premiere. Then the next day The research institute will make an official channel pay-to-demand, and the current plan is probably like this."

Lin Chou looked at her,

"Yes, we haven't even watched the film before, so you have to take it all?"

The fingers of the potted plants kept lighting the clothes, especially arrogant,

"Everyone has watched except your film, cut, it's your own loss not to watch it!"

Lin Chou: "???"

Bonsai sneered in her heart. My aunt's grandmother personally came to invite you to watch the movie, but you arranged for an employee to run on me.

(You beg me, you beg me, my aunt's grandma might probably consider showing you compassion...)

Lin Chou shrugged and did not look at her at all.

He stroked the gray isinglass like a baby,

"Goodbye, it's time to dry the reverse today~"

Yuan somebody almost didn't get pissed off by this heartless stuff.

Regardless of what the potted plant thinks, Lin Shou needs his baby isinglass too much for his care.

(In fact, it is not necessary. What people need is the care of time. He is just wishful thinking.)

Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief after adjusting the angle of the isinglass hanging on the bamboo grate neatly in one direction-even the back mountain animal pen plus all the materials in the cold storage were not as precious as these pieces of isinglass, and well cooked After that, it was enough for him to use all kinds of extravagance.

Hey, calculated in grams, of course, it can be used to nothing.

Lin Chou suddenly remembered something,

"Hey, wait, what did you just say, four walls are under construction?"

The potted plant continued to hold his arms and sneered.

"If your boss, Lin, stays like this again, maybe the four walls will be completed when you remember this."

Zhao Er and Qin Wuyong followed, and there was a bright bald Huang Dashan behind.

Zhao Erdao,

"Considering that the share of the Xiacheng District will be built this time, there will be a lot of miscellaneous things to be handled by ordinary people, such as the diet of the evolver. Lin Chou, do you have any relatives or not, you can still make a small profit. Pen."

"What do you mean?"

"The big pot of rice is probably that the ingredients are provided by the base city. Of course, you can buy it yourself, but you have to pass the official inspection. It happens that this wave of animal tide base cities saved a large amount of exotic animal meat for consumption during the construction period. It should be enough."

"If it is contracted to a private person, the base city can save a lot of manpower. Although it is troublesome, it is acceptable."

The potted eyes lit up,

"Really?"

It seems that the news doesn’t even know about potted plants.

Zhao Er nodded.

"It's still under discussion, but Mingguang should be mobilized. This time the construction of the city is no longer thirty kilometers, but sixty."

Huang Dashan was shocked,

"Ye Niang, has it become sixty kilometers again?"

Zhao Er said,

"The scope of the farming and pastoral area is still too small. It is very difficult to feed the entire population of Mingguang. Humans now generally have a very large appetite. If 60 kilometers, almost every family in the Xiacheng district can get some land for farming, and life will be easier. a little."

Huang Dashan grieved,

"I really think that our evolvers are not humans. If we expand to sixty kilometers, how do we calculate the pi? How many times does the engineering volume have to be-if we are not afraid of evolving people becoming Meng Jiangnu?"

Zhao Er shrugged.

"The old way, tax deduction."

Huang Dashan scolded his mother,

"Knock, this is the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life, a knife that kills without seeing blood."

The potted plant's big eyes turned and added,

"Division of land? To ordinary people? This is not the style of the generation committee... The next step for the emmmm generation committee is not to collect taxes on ordinary people, right!"

Zhao Er: (.)

really!

Qin Wuyong shivered and said,

"I don't know why, there is always a kind of sadly rushing to death.

Well, this big anchor who is engaged in what is defined as a "profiteering industry" has to turn over more than half of his income to the Development Committee...and the remaining half to the research institute...and then pay the evolutionary head tax. Waiting for the good people, um, the kind of good people who can make the mouth of a public official who commissions a tax office business can be heard.

The potted plant continued to hold his arms, holding his white chin in one hand, and wondering what he was thinking about, and there was the familiar, flashing golden light in his eyes.

Su Yourong suddenly walked in,

"Wet tiger, wet tiger, that chicken is so annoying, it's pecking the hairy cow again, and the hairy cow is running crazy against the three yellows, mooing painful, so pitiful!"

Su Yourong seems to like all the fat and round "small" animals, such as rolling, such as four dogs, such as hair balls, such as hairy cows...

Lin Chou nodded, agreeing.

"It's quite annoying. I will stew them in one pot another day."

Su Yourong: (O_O)?!

Xiao Yourong kept stomping her feet,

"Master, you hate... huh... Ignore you..."

After speaking, he hugged his arms and left fufu.

Lin Chou hesitated and said worriedly.

"Is this child unable to keep up with nutrition? Why does she always feel that her arms are particularly short? I have to let this child eat more in the future. It is wrong to be picky eaters!"

Qin Wuyong: "..."

Huang Dashan: "..."

Second Olympics, is this Lin silly? You have two basketballs on your chest and hug your shoulders. If you can close it, your arms are super slender.

Since entering, the potted plant that has been holding his shoulders suddenly lowered his arms calmly, a kind of sadness arose.

(shameless!)

(I can't close my arms when I walk, and I like to learn from others holding their shoulders. I can see a full chest from behind, little monster!)

(Yes! No one is born strong! I... ...but Lun’s powdered papaya is out of stock...)

(So...huh, little monster!)

(My grandma will never come to this ghost place again! It's all monsters!)

Huang Dashan looked playfully at the corners of his mouth and nodded frequently to the potted plants.

When the potted plant came over, Huang Dashan clenched his fists, arched his waist and twisted his ass, stomping and shouting delicately.

"Come on, come on, come on~"

The potted plant went black immediately, and I almost fainted, okay?

"you you you..."

Zhao Er and Lin Chou blinked, inexplicably.

"Uh, what happened?"

"Not sure."

Qin Wuyong sighed silently.

(No wonder that in addition to Mr. Zhao, the male Dingquan TM single dog of the Zhao family, this straightforward attribute has broken through the sky.)

He secretly muttered anxious for Lin Chou,

"Distressed, dealing with such people every day is really contagious."

Huang Dashan heard it and agreed deeply.

"Yes, yeah, it's a pity that Zhao Erye's handsome face is so handsome, and this person who is always dealing with Linzi is probably a waste."

Qin Wuyong: "???"

Zhao Erwen,

"What are you two whispering over there!"

Huang Dashan smiled brightly, his heart was not weak and his breath was not breathless.

"If you want me to compare your second master with Mr. Wen, we think you should be a little more grounded. Master, you have to be more mature and more sullen and more flavourful."

Zhao Erye laughed loudly.

"To each other, Prince Huang, your bald head is not bad~"

Huang Dashan and Zhao Er hooked up their backs,

"That's not it, if Huang Mou has a bald head, he is still cold and violent... Lieutenant General Ke Leng did it himself!"

"Oh? What do you say?!"

"Then start from a sunny afternoon, that day..."

Lin Chou looked up at the sky.

God, are you blind?

When Leng Han and Big Breast Sister had a fight, he should chop off the head of this cargo along with the car wheel-being driven by a bald girl can be regarded as a boasting capital!

Qin Wuyong: Lord Shan, I advise you to be kind.