At around ten o'clock, Zheng Yingying walked out to find food and food with her messy hair like a chicken coop, looking dull as if she had been sleeping for too long.

She was just about to rummage through the refrigerator to see if she could find something to eat, but she saw the takeaway box on the sofa!

"Hey, I'm quite diligent today! I know to get up early to buy something for my sister!"

So I stopped washing my face and brushing my teeth. I took the express box in a mess and went back to bed to eat slowly.

When Zheng Xiaoming scribbling in the room, he heard the noise and smiled.

His hands were typing on the keyboard quickly as if he was crazy, and lines of text were typed out.

"Sand sculpture book friends, you should feel lucky. This author is a person who encounters an adventure and is about to reach the peak of his life, step on the Demon Emperor and beat the God Emperor.

He is still working hard and diligently to please you, the sculptors.

Do you know how much virtue you accumulated in your previous life? If you don’t subscribe to reward, will your conscience really hurt?

I, Qin Shihuang, make money! No, I am a man, make money!"

When the inspiration was so exciting that it was like a diaper, Zheng Yingying's "Ahhhhh" scream suddenly came from the room next door.

Zheng Xiaoming's inspiration was interrupted immediately, he sighed and stood up honestly.

I don’t know if Zheng Yingying saw cockroaches or rats…

In short, when encountering such a thing, Zheng Xiaoming always shows his "brother's strength"!

If you don’t go, the consequences will be very serious. This is the experience learned from Zheng Xiaoming’s lessons several times before. “Ahhhhhhh, my brother. There are cockroaches! Hurry up and kill me!”

Seeing Zheng Xiaoming come in, Zheng Yingying stood on the bed, pointing to the corner of the room and shouting loudly.

There is no way, the old house is that!

Zheng Xiaoming rolled his eyes secretly, not daring to let Zheng Yingying see it. Under the command of her sister, she worked with her slippers for more than ten minutes before killing a cockroach.

"Sister, can you not be so fussy? I'm typing, and when you call me like this, my inspiration was interrupted!" Zheng Xiaoming discussed weakly.

Zheng Yingying inserted her waist and said, "Tell me clearly? What are you calling me? Sister? Am I so old? Have you ever seen such a young and beautiful "old" sister?

I pulled you so big with my nose and shit, my wings are hard now, right? Call me sister!

What's wrong with my sister asking you to hit a cockroach for me? Well, I don't have a boyfriend, so can't I use your brother..."

Zheng Xiaoming only said one sentence, and he got such a lot of words. He knew he was in the wrong and bowed his head and dared not retaliate.

After being taught a lesson for several minutes, I finally found an opportunity and hurriedly slipped out of the room and wiped a cold sweat.

He collapsed weakly on his computer chair: "Oh my god, earth, come and take my sister away!"

What I fear most is that Zheng Yingying is on vacation.

It’s okay when I go to work, I have to go to work until very late every day before I come back.

But when it comes to holiday, Zheng Yingying will try her best to torture his younger brother.

Fortunately, Zheng Yingying is a salesman and is too busy with work and can’t take two or three days off a month. Otherwise, she will be really tortured!

But speaking of this, Zheng Yingying's work is really hard and she has to support two people.

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiaoming sat up and felt angry: "I must write this book well and make a lot of money! Then I will buy a big wilderness, which has seventeen or eighteen houses. At that time, we will live a little further away, and there are ten or eighteen houses. I will see how you disturb me no matter how much you make a fuss!"

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The night full of anticipation finally arrived, and Zheng Xiaoming fell asleep early.

Soon we arrived at the land of Futian, surrounded by clouds and mist.

"Are there any Zhuyuan fruits in this Futian today? Or other fruits?"

After barely suppressing the expectations for a day, he finally couldn't help it at this moment, making Zheng Xiaoming want to see if there will be any fruit in the Futian!

However, today, there is only a grey and peanut-sized fruit on the seedling in Futian. It is obviously still far from ripening!

The entire Futian was filled with weeds and thorns with barbed thorns grew, as if no one had cultivated them for many years!

Then a message came to my heart: "The fruit of the Yuan Dynasty must be able to ripen. The maturity level is one or seventeen, and the 83 silk of Yin De is still needed!"

The fact that there was such detailed data was beyond Zheng Xiaoming's expectations. It made him realize in his heart: "Yes, yesterday was just a gift pack for novices! If you want to eat fruits in the future, you have to rely on yourself to plant them!"

This is also clearly written in that Taoist Scripture: "Protect the field of blessings and cultivate the fruits of Taoism!"

He thought so and went to Futian to pull weeds.

However, the weeds grown in the field of blessing grow on the ground, and they are extremely strong and cannot be moved at all.

There are also many thorns, even with barbs. Once they are grabbed, they will be tingling and bleeding immediately.

Zheng Xiaoming was in trouble now. He looked around and wanted to see if he could find any tools for hoeing the ground and pulling weeds.

Then he saw a ragged hoe trapped in the grass.

"Yes! This hoe seems to be the hoe in the scarecrow's hand yesterday. It was not burned by the fire, and it seems that this thing is not simple either!"

As he thought so, he picked up the hoe. The hoe looked very worn, and even had rust on it, and it was light and fluttering in his hand.

But as soon as it fell into my hands, information immediately came to Zheng Xiaoming's mind: "The treasure of merits of Ruyi can eliminate distracting thoughts and filth! Only available in the field of blessings."

This is indeed not an ordinary hoe!

Then the light hoe immediately became extremely heavy.

Zheng Xiaoming reluctantly lifted it up and hoeed it to the ground. He didn't know that the ground of the Futian looked fertile and soft. However, when Zheng Xiaoming hoeed it, he felt extremely strong. The hoe blade was just shallow and it was about an inch in the soil!

Zheng Xiaoming blushed: "I just don't believe it!"

He raised the hoe high again and hoe down to the ground. This time he used all his strength, and the hoe blade only entered the ground for only two or three inches.

He shouted again and dug a weed on the ground with a hoe. However, it seemed as if it had been dug on a stone, and sparks were vaguely splashing.

However, the weeds growing against the ground were as hard as steel bars. Zheng Xiaoming took a hoe and not only did not dig the weeds, but instead made his hands numb.

Look at the gaps of large and small sizes on the hoe blade, and now there is another one more!

Zheng Xiaoming was stunned and thought to himself: "Okay! This Futian is really different. Even the weeds in the field are so powerful!"

After searching for a while, I thought that I would not greet the weed, but started from the soil next to the weed and digged out the grass roots to see how the weed was still acting arrogantly?
Chapter completed!