Doomsday Pavilion

Well, especially the door conditions, must be firmly controlled.

Although our little brother from the door has repeatedly promised to say, "Anyone who can take out two gold cards with 100,000 points in circulation will be the kind of vagrant who eats the king’s meal." This is still the violence of Huang Moushan. Under the threat, he was extremely aggrieved and sent a radio to the family. The other party's family is also very interesting, and when he heard the situation, he said that he would come to the house with money soon.

And this will soon have to wait until tomorrow morning. Now the city gate is not closed but the traffic is still restricted. The trivial things that are not important are all aside. From the attitude of Mingguang, especially the occurrence committee, it probably refers to the construction of the four walls. Everything outside.

Men Kuang looked out the window, the expression on his face looked particularly confused.

"So soon, it's dark?"

"It's dark after I eat a meal?"

"No wonder eating so much money..."

No one cares about him.

Just now, a blind old man threw over ten million with a wave of his hand, and no one took it seriously.

Wearing eyes, Wu Ke walked in with a backpack on his back, holding a notebook in his hand, and muttering strange numbers. Apparently he had just finished reading the few instruments around Yanhuishan. data.

The scientific research institute’s monitoring of the wild climate, vegetation, traces of beasts, etc., in the eyes of the evolutionary, is pure shit that ruins the circulation point. Those fragmentary instruments and the like are used every ten days and eight days. Comrade Jin Dazhou You have to return Mingguang with a big sack and wear it with a thief. You must know that once the stuff of the scientific research institute is contaminated with words such as "research and data", then its cost and gold price are absolutely irrelevant.

Wu Ke poked his face with his pen cap.

"Brother Chou, it's not weird that you said that the average growth rate of plants within 15 kilometers around Yanhui Mountain this month is 2.3 times faster than last month!"

Lin Chou blinked,

"Uh...maybe it's spring, and it's...then the season of development?"

"Brother Chou, stop making trouble, look at here, here, and here," Wu Ke pointed at somewhere and somewhere on the notebook, "It's not scary. The cactus over there is only a month old. It's a hundred and twenty-six centimeters thick! So it's still a cactus..."

"Take it far, all the numbers make my scalp numb!" Lin Chou thought about it carefully and asked, "has it blossomed?"

Wu Ke raised his index finger and swung it again and again, as if he suddenly realized it, writing something in his notebook.

Lin Chou said,

"I heard an old man in the alley say that even the flowering cactus was eaten during the famine in the early days of the cataclysm. Let's try this fast-growing cactus to taste the difference!"

Wu Ke: "..."

Lin Chouyu patted Wu Ke's shoulder earnestly, and took the opportunity to look at his notebook

"Sure enough, the researchers wrote down the information, even the location, observation point b, 33, where is that?"

Wu Ke closed the notebook with a snap, his eyes widened.

"I consider you a good friend, but you want to engage in my research object! And still when my research object is a cactus? Pervert!"

Men Kuang and Huang Dashan laughed on the spot,

"Fucking Xiao Wuzi, your spitting skills have gone up!"

"Mizan, Mizan, the ability to play is not as good as Shanye's case."

"Killing, saying you are fat and you are still breathing..."

"Hey!"

Wu Ke opened the notebook again,

"Oh, by the way, there are a few nests of giant salamanders coming to the mountain. The oldest one is followed by several young ones. I think it can be steamed, and occupying the pit without shit will seriously affect the overall reproduction speed of the ethnic group."

Lin Chou's interest suddenly came.

"Great salamander! Really?"

Wu Ke nodded.

"Really, I have been observing them for almost half a month. They should have just come down from a cold water lake in the upper reaches. When they first came, they were a little wilted. I am afraid that the weather is too hot and heatstroke. I am still worried about whether they can live. Coming down, it’s only recently to ease up."

Lin Chou smiled without saying a word, with sharp eyes.

Everyone seemed to see in his eyes countless recipes that turned into barrage and imaginary shadows galloping past, sparks and lightning all the way.

Wu Ke shivered.

"Brother! Brother! Just one piece will do, you can only eat one piece! This stuff is really rare, if we eat extinct, we would really be sinners..."

Lin Chou nodded solemnly.

"Yes, we must first kill the old bullies who are influencing the reproduction of the race..."

"Green water and green hills are Jinshan Yinshan!"

"Save the others and eat slowly."

At this moment, Wu Ke's heart was broken.

Brother Chou, is it really good for you to use the cross mantra to entrain private goods? I even scared us where I should refute...

Lin Chou asked suddenly,

"Wait...Why didn't you see Rong Big Breast Sister this day? I said, why is there something wrong in the kitchen, there is only a pot of complete plates left for the boss... Bah... so many plates are not there yet? wash!"

Huang Dashan rubbed his face in distress,

"On the back of the mountain, talking about Linzi, have you heard of house wine when you were a kid—"

"What kind of wine is house wine!"

"I asked the same question when I was looking for the little ancestor in Houshan before, but I was sent back."

"..."

Lin Shou comforted,

"Well, maybe it's a little girl's thing, just like that ballet doll."

Huang Dashan nodded,

"It makes sense."

A hint of doubt and a heavy gleam flashed in his eyes.

(No, this is definitely not possible. It seems necessary to make up lessons. Where should I start?)

(Why don’t you ask the old man surnamed Shen? He seems to know a lot...)

(It's so happy to decide, another day to bring a pig head tied with a red cloth, I heard that old scholars are good at this.

Huang Dashan became more and more proud as he thought about it, and he completely forgot how he pitted Shen Daru in the incident between Sikong and Ziyu, and he drank the old man so much that he could not even recognize his mother. After that, the relationship between the two has some kind of relaxation??

Fate, sometimes it's amazing.

Kuang Kuang interrupted suddenly,

"That one..."

"What's the matter?"

The situation paused,

"Where is the bathroom, I..."

Lin Chou said patiently,

"Go out, turn left and go east, walk across the fence and walk to the bottom of the hillside, and the reed swinger bows his head. Oh, by the way, be careful of being caught by a wild duck."

Condition: "???"

Huang Dashan was happy,

"There is still this thing!"

Lin Sorrow,

"Nonsense, last month, there was a guy who said that his hair was bald, and that wild duck was very bearded."

"Hey, how many do Linzi go and fix?"

"The variety is not good, it's not delicious, it's firewood, and it's fishy."

"Pick some salted eggs!"

"Hmm! Okay, that wild duck can be bad and try it. I vaguely remember that grandpa said that there were dishes in ancient times...cough cough...give me some time to think about it..."