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I continue to roll around asking for recommendation votes, rewards, and collections. I ask for all kinds of requests, but I can't get them if I don't give them.
Well, I'll go to the overpass tomorrow to shake the bowls, big business!
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Well, the evil forces in the group are extremely powerful, and the three views have no say. You can feel it yourself.)
The little Lei Niu kept humping its shriveled placenta and screamed repeatedly, very sadly.
Zhao Ziyu's distressed eyes turned red again, and he had a very bad premonition, "Brother Chou?"
Lin Chou opened the gap made by the little Lei Niu, and found a shriveled corpse lying silently in it. It could be seen that this was an almost unformed Lei Niu calf, and the down was still there.
It is said that cows usually only give birth to one calf at a time, but they may also have twins.
If two bulls are born, one of them will die; if two females are born, one of them will have no womb.
The calf of a cow is therefore called a calf.
Zhao Ziyu's little face wrinkled tightly together, and tears fell down on the spot.
Shen Feng and the others didn't look very good either. Only Huang Dashan's mouth was drooling, and he was still mumbling, "I'm in trouble with my grandma's family, I'm in trouble with my grandma's house!"
What is unexpected is Aunt Lin, who is protecting Zhao Ziyu. This old woman who looks almost octogenarian loses control on the spot.
He let out a sharp scream like a cuckoo crying blood, and knelt down crying.
After crying twice, Aunt Lin jumped up several meters high. After a few ups and downs, she disappeared outside the fence.
"Jigujigu?"
I don't know when a hair ball appeared on the calf's head, using mycelium to form a streamer. I gently stroked its horns, which had two small bumps.
"Moo."
The calf turned back three times at a time and walked towards the fence wall under the "traction" of the fur ball.
Lin Chou sighed, buried the placenta and the prematurely dead cubs under the cedar tree, picked up the remaining cowhide of the cow, and put it away.
Huang Dashan said with greed, "Brother Chou, this cowhide..."
Zhao Ziyu sniffed and said, "Hmph, didn't you lose money to your grandma's house?"
Then he complained angrily to Lin Chou, "Brother Chou, don't be fooled by this guy. Even if you keep such a big and complete piece of cowhide to yourself, you won't give it to him!!"
Keep it... and blow it yourself??
Lin Chou started looking for a broom and mop, preparing to pack up and clean out everyone, big and small.
"Boom, boom!"
A series of almost earth-shattering loud noises made the entire Yanhui Mountain tremble.
"earthquake?"
"Impossible, there hasn't been a single earthquake in the two hundred years since the catastrophe!"
Lin Chou took a look and turned into a sculpture again.
At the foot of the mountain not far away, dozens of pitcher plant hedges rise from the ground, waving vines all over the sky and countless huge mouths.
The tentacles born in the ground serve as legs and run wildly in all directions.
"whisper!"
A bunch of thin mycelium floated by, and a running pitcher plant suddenly lost two large mouths and a tentacle dozens of meters long, and its scarlet branches and leaves sprayed like blood.
This pitcher plant opened and closed its big mouth, exuding clear acidic digestive mucus, and cried a lot of snot and tears. It was extremely aggrieved.
The hair ball used mycelium to roll up part of Nepenthes' former body and dragged it towards the large hair ball.
"Moo."
The big furball screamed, stretched out his tongue and licked the little furball until it was dripping with water, then lay on the ground and ate it sweetly.
Like glue and lacquer, a husband and wife are deeply in love, flying together, etc. A series of words that are not sure whether they can be described floated through everyone's minds.
Damn, it’s so loving?!
"Ah! My fence, my money! Where is my frying pan?!" Lin Chou vomited three liters of blood. "Today I want to eliminate harm for the people and restore the world to a bright and clear day... Me, me!!!"
Huang Dashan even took a step forward, "Brother, brother, if you don't want it anymore, give it to Brother Shan? What does Brother Shan do to you? Don't tell me? Don't get excited...it won't be worth anything if it's broken!!"
Lin Chou, who was so excited, pushed Huang Dashan into the air, turned 360 degrees, and fell to the ground with a "bang".
Huang Dashan was confused, "I...you..."
Lin Chou said awkwardly, "Well, Brother Shan, cough cough cough... I'm sorry..."
Huang Dashan patted his butt and stood up a little confused, "It's okay..."
He scratched his head, waved his hand, and two double-edged giant axes suddenly appeared in his hands. The metal and iron clashed with each other, making a soul-stirring sound. "That's right, the axes are still there. I am the second level?!"
Zhao Ziyu's six tall and strong men, plus the help of Huang Dashan, a coolie, dug holes again, filled them with soil, and planted back the stray fences.
In the evening, Zhao Ziyu has not left yet, and Aunt Lin has not come back. The six tall and strong people around the young master will not let him go back to the base city like this.
The main thing is that Mr. Zhao doesn't want to leave at all.
Lin Chou hung the "hairball" and "hairy cow" on the hemlock in the treehouse, floating in the wind.
The two balls hit each other,
"Moo"
"Jigujigu?"
A vivid educational lesson made Lin Chou's mouth go dry. Let's look at these two things again...
Lin Chou's face turned green with anger, and the pan hit the poor hemlock with a clang.
"Bad beast! I..."
Zhao Ziyu hugged Lin Chou's thigh, "Brother Chou, brother Chou, don't do anything. If you want to hit me, just hit me..."
The six tall and strong men looked at each other and just followed the footsteps of the young master. They shouted in unison, "Boss Lin, don't fight. If you want to fight, just hit us!!"
"You, you guys" Lin Chou pointed at Zhao Ziyu, her fingers trembling.
He looked like he was about to have a stroke and be paralyzed, which made Master Ziyu tremble with fear, "Well, Brother Chou..."
"Go, go, go, get out of here!"
Young Master Ziyu ran away happily, followed by a row of six tall and strong men in black, and the team was very neat.
Lin Chou sat behind the counter and counted the accounts with his fingers. Over and over again, his face turned into a bitter gourd.
MDZZ, this is going bankrupt.
"Jigujigu?"
The fur ball hung down from the beam and got into the pocket of Lin Chou's shirt. It looked like he was about to sleep.
A certain "hairy cow" rolled in like a rubber ball, jumped up, threw Lin Chou to the ground, and began to push into his arms.
"tear"
The shirt pocket is torn.
"Jigujigu?"
"Moo."
Mao Niu felt aggrieved and looked helplessly at his shirt pocket with sad and melancholy eyes.
"Dang, Dang!"
The pan buzzed and trembled, and finally became quiet.
I climbed up to the tree house and took a nice shower, threw away the shirt that was torn by the big hair ball, and went to bed to catch up on my sleep.