"The old man named Liu always keeps talking about it while walking on the road." Wu Jin asked He Yuan, "Why are you talking about this? Do you want to participate too? But don't, that old man doesn't like goblins." p>
"There is no room for fairies to interfere in such a thing." He Yuan said, "The immortal's abnormal practice may be related to this matter."
He Yuan's expression was serious, and his eyes looking around were filled with sadness, "The sky is going to change."
Wu Jin spread his wings and said, "You just think too much. If the sky falls, there will be a tall man holding it up. What are you afraid of?"
He Yuan looked at him and asked, "Who do you think is the tall guy?"
Wujin's whole chicken paused.
He Yuan asked him again: "When are you going to change back?"
Wu Jin combed the feathers on his wings with his sharp beak, "This is my true appearance." It means that it has not changed.
"If you don't change your human form for a long time, you won't be able to change even if you want to in the future." He Yuan said, "Although your spiritual power has increased now, your cultivation is declining. It took so much effort to achieve your current cultivation.
Are you willing to give up everything and turn back into an ordinary bird?"
Wu Jin asked back, "You just said that things are going to change. You don't know what the world will be like in the future. What's the point of not being willing to accept it?"
"You always have a lot of fallacies." He Yuan picked up the basket and left, letting it go.
One day it will realize its mistake.
Mother Lin was waiting for He Yuan's eggs to make breakfast, while Lin Qian and Father Lin went to the fields to plant vegetables with the helpers they found from the village.
Although most of the vegetables in the Lin family are planted by Lin Qiang at night, Lin Qian can't do it too well. After all, the villagers are not fools. There is no reason to sell vegetables every day, but the fields are always full of vegetables.
Therefore, Lin Qian will still leave some open space for the villagers to see them planting.
"Thank you, Xiao He." Mother Lin greeted him, "Please sit in front for a while and have breakfast together later."
"Okay, let me do it." He Yuan is very familiar with the Lin family's kitchen.
I have to say that with He Yuan’s help, breakfast was made much faster. Ten minutes later, Lin’s mother carried the basket and went to the fields.
The basket contains soy milk, boiled eggs, and various cakes. Such things are convenient to eat in the field.
When Lin Ma arrived there, the work in the fields was almost over. "Come here for breakfast first. You have been busy so early in the morning, so you must be hungry."
"There's not much left. Let's just eat this after planting." Sister-in-law Feng said, "After your family has finished planting, you still need help from Qian Feng's family."
Now the vegetable plot of Mu Lao Yi's family is completely managed by Qian Feng.
She is a person who is willing to use her brain. Since she had not been happy with Zou Lihe before, she did not dare to call people at will. She simply had an idea and called the few people who helped Lin Qian's family. After all, the work in the fields was not every day.
Yes, Lin Qian’s house today, her house tomorrow.
Staggering the work will not affect the work of Lin Qian's family, and those people can also make two copies of money. No one disagrees.
Sure enough, after a while, the day's work in the vegetable field was over, Lin's father began to receive customers buying vegetables, and Lin Qian took a few helpers to sit down on the field ridge to have breakfast.
"Your dishes look like the spirit of Lao Yi's family." Sister-in-law Feng took a sip of the soy milk, and the aunt sitting next to her also said, "Lao Yi's vegetable garden is solid, and the service at Lao Yi's is not as refined.
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Lin's mother said nonsense: "The main reason is that my family has a rotary tiller. If they want to use it, they have to rent it from someone else's house, which is not so convenient."
The aunt nodded, "In his house, two people can only use it as one person. Take your time. Didn't you just buy a tricycle? You can buy a rotary tiller when you have money."
While they were talking, the bread in the basket was quickly decreasing.
What Lin Qian ate was so delicious that her aunt wondered if she hadn't eaten in two days.
Lao Fang really had no appetite at all. He hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days. Ever since he took Mr. Liu back from Xialing Village that day, he had to ask questions on the way.
Mr. Liu was very generous. He asked, and Mr. Liu actually answered.
The answer was clear, but the one I heard was frightening.
Imagine that one day, a hole like that suddenly appeared under your feet, and you really don’t know how you died.
December 22 this year seemed like the end of the world in his eyes.
Therefore, before the doomsday comes again, we must search desperately for information and collect as much information as possible to see if we can deduce the location of the hole.
Lao Fang understands Liu Baihua.
He will never be willing to just guess the location. He will definitely try his best to find out the reason for the formation of the hole.
Lao Fang had a hunch that that day might be the day when Mr. Liu died.
Lao Fang was so young now that he didn't know what else he could do in the face of the irresistible threat.
"Mr. Fang." Someone knocked on the door outside, "Mr. Xiaoliu is back."
Lao Fang stood up from his chair tiredly, "Dajing, thank you for your hard work."
Liu Dajing handed the Qiankun bag to Lao Fang, "It's still half an acre of land. Have you transferred the money?"
"Turned around." Lao Fang took the bag with both hands, still frowning deeply. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it, "Hey, you go and do your own business."
Liu Dajing naturally knows what Lao Fang knows.
Liu Baihua's plans and conjectures were not hidden from his apprentice, so Liu Dajing knew why he was sighing, "Mr. Fang, life and death are fateful, and practitioners must be open-minded."
Lao Fang looked at him and nodded, "As expected of a disciple of Green Mountain."
But how many people can have such an awareness?
Even I, despite my age, can’t bear to live the life I have now, let alone those younger cultivators?
Lao Fang was thinking, should he tell other practitioners what he knows?
If I told him, I would be as worried as I am, and I would never have a good sleep again.
If you don't tell me, wouldn't that mean you're cheating someone to die?
While thinking about it in his mind, he started to serve the dishes.
All the practitioners in Qingning District can already eat food from the Lin family every day. Of course, Lao Fang will not forget the people who are familiar with him in other districts.
No, after he divided it and saw that there was still some left, he called Lin Mumu.
At this time, Lin Mumu had already eaten the tomatoes and absorbed all the spiritual energy in them.
With those tomatoes, she directly crossed three great realms, and it seemed that with two more great realms, she would be able to reach great success.
She would never have dared to think of such a fast speed before.
Now Lao Fang called and asked her to get the groceries, and of course she agreed immediately.
The location of this meeting is different from the previous meeting, it is set in the association subdivision of Qingning City.
Lao Fangzheng was thinking about the coming doomsday, so how could he still be in the mood to worry about Lin Mumu.
Sure enough, Lin Mumu was recognized before she even walked to the room where she received the food. "Aren't you the first place winner in that conference? I remember you are from Jiangmen, right?"
As soon as the word Jiangmen came out, the practitioners nearby immediately became alert.