Chapter 750 The rich forest god!
No one has found any valuable information in this plantation, or in other words, based on their knowledge, they don’t know what is the key to purifying this rule pollution.
"What to do now?"
Wu Shitong felt very sad. He was the oldest and in poor health. He could not bear the pollution caused by even the sacred objects. If this were replaced Divine skeleton, he has been radiated into a dead flesh man.
“Choose a direction and explore the path!”
Lin Baici already had an idea.
“Which way to go?”
Li Yintong knew that it was impossible to stay here all the time and had to go out.
"I suggest going this way!"
Luo Jiaming suggested.
"Reason!"
Zhong Shuman looked at this under-dragon level and valued his opinion.
"Feeling!"
Luo Jiaming laughed: "My sixth sense is very accurate!"
In fact, it is not accurate, Luo Jiaming just wants to do it by himself Make choices so that even if the road ahead is full of dangers, you don't have to blame others.
After all, they are all chosen by themselves.
Zhong Shuman rolled his eyes.
"Hey, Lin Shen, you started too quickly. If you leave a prisoner, we will know which way to go!"
There was a little complaint in Luo Jiaming's words. .
“Go this way!”
Lin Baici ignored Old Man Luo and made his choice.
Everyone looked in the direction Lin Baici was facing.
"What's the reason?"
Huang Cheng asked humbly. He looked around and didn't find anything different here!
“When the black people broke up just now, although they were running around, they all gathered here in the end.”
Lin Baici explained.
The plantation is surrounded by cornfields. Large corn stalks more than two meters high are like green chopsticks stuck in the ground, airtight.
Although the escaped black slaves got in, they could roughly tell the direction of their escape through the swing of the corn stalks.
Lin Baici just climbed up to the roof and looked into the distance just to confirm this.
“That’s it!”
Luo Jiaming nodded: "That's a good idea!"
"Yeah!"
Huang Cheng pulled the jersey and wiped the sweat from his face. It was too hot today.
“My brother Lin is unparalleled in wisdom!”
Li Yintong put his hands on his hips with an expression of pride.
"Stop bragging!"
Lin Baici was speechless.
“Although this small detail is not very high-end, it is very impressive to be able to think of the next action plan when shooting with a black slave!”
Zhong Schumann's praise was much more pleasant to the ears than Taimei's.
In fact, this is also the case. When everyone saw the black slaves coming in a swarm, the first thing they thought of was to save their lives, and how to deal with them, without thinking about what happened next.
Thinking in the face of a hail of bullets and thinking in a quiet library are completely different. There is a huge gap.
“Take food and weapons and let’s go!”
After Lin Baici finished speaking, he began to move in the direction where the black slaves were escaping.
Li Yintong quickly followed.
“What are you doing standing still?”
Luo Jiaming turned around, waved his big hand, and slapped the seven-minute head in front of him with all his strength: "Hurry up and get the supplies!"
This kind of dirty work does not need Lin Bai's instructions, the Luo family As a mature social person, I already know what to do.
If these people were divine hunters, he might be polite to them, but they are all bastards, so I’m sorry...
Bring me blood and sweat as hard as you can!
If I don’t drain you dry, I would be sorry for my position.
Luo Jiaming works so hard in the divine ruins, isn't it just to be superior to others!
“Why didn’t they take it?”
Ma Xiaoyun muttered, his tone full of resentment.
This is obviously to make yourself a coolie.
Luo Jiaming stared at the female anchor: "What did you say?"
"I didn't say anything!"
Ma Xiaoyun denied.
“Oh, I couldn’t have heard it wrong, right?”
Luo Jiaming also wanted to pick a chicken and kill the monkey.
In this temporary team, Lin Baici is a big boss and he cannot afford to offend him. The girl has a good relationship with him and she cannot offend him either. So there is nothing wrong with being the number three person, right?
"Brother, she didn't say anything!"
The photographer, who had a musket, became much more stubborn.
When he was talking to Luo Jiaming, he put his right index finger on the trigger. Although the muzzle of the gun was facing the ground, he was facing Luo Jiaming head on. As long as he raised the muzzle, he could shoot directly.
Luo Jiaming looked at the photographer: "What? You want to beat me to death?"
The photographer shook his head, but the next second, Luo Jiaming was like a tiger preying on prey, exerting force under his feet, blinking Suddenly, he rushed to the photographer.
Snap!
Luo Jiaming grabbed the gun with one hand and whipped it hard into the photographer's mouth with the other.
Pop!
The photographer was slapped so hard that he spun around. The whole thing was spinning, and he fell to the ground like mud with a thud. Then he spat out saliva mixed with his teeth.
“Hey, I can’t afford to offend Lin Baici, so I can’t deal with you little brats?”
Luo Jiaming spat in the photographer's face: "Do you think you are powerful just because you have a gun?"
"If there were a hundred of you like this, I could kill them with my bare hands!"
Luo Jiaming kicked the photographer, and then glanced at these people with fierce eyes: "Now, who else doesn't want to obey my orders?"
Everyone lowered their heads and hurriedly Do as you are told.
Wu Shitong did not ask for help and turned around to find supplies.
"Hey, forget it!"
Luo Jiaming stopped him: "I'll give Lin Shen face!"
"Thank you!"
Wu Shitong I thanked him, but I felt sad in my heart. I was the richest man in Haijing, and one of the top ten richest men in the country, but I had to rely on Lin Baici's relationship to avoid suffering.
Everyone got busy.
Everyone took the bacon hanging under the chimney, potatoes, onions, black bread and some blueberries from the warehouse and went after Lin Baici.
Whether it was useful or not, everyone except Luo Jiaming brought a musket.
They feel that holding this thing will bring them a sense of security.
Half an hour later, everyone caught up with Lin Baici.
“Why so slow?”
Zhong Shuman complained that if he encountered danger, he would not be able to use cannon fodder.
“It’s fast enough!”
Luo Jiaming kept driving these people to go faster.
Now, everyone is exhausted.
Ma Xiaoyun, the photographer, the girl with the lip ring, all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Lin Baici reunited, and fell to the ground one by one, taking the time to rest.
"How about letting them rest for a while?"
Huang Cheng suggested.
We don’t know how long we will have to walk next, so we need to use our physical strength rationally.
"In front of Lin Shen, do you need to be a good person?"
The Luo family name was criticized. He actually did it on purpose. He wanted to make Lin Baici lonely, so that once He and Lin Baici had a conflict. This young man wearing a Real Madrid jersey should be on his side.
"Stop arguing!"
Lin Baici frowned: "Ten minutes of rest!"
Lin Baici glanced at Luo Jiaming, what is this old man Luo doing?
The photographer took out a water bottle from his backpack, unscrewed the lid, drank several sips, and then let out a comfortable breath.
“Give me a few sips!”
Ma Xiaoyun stretched out his hand.
“Save your drink!”
The photographer reminded.
“I know!”
Ma Xiaoyun said he knew, but when he raised his head and drank, it was not enough. It was like drinking from a cow, and he drank it hard.
"Damn it, you drank so much?"
The photographer was unhappy and wanted to snatch the kettle back.
Ma Xiaoyun fought for it twice, but failed. He complained angrily: "If you don't finish drinking it earlier, will you be able to hold on when others finish their water and come to snatch it from you?" ”
The photographer’s face froze.
It is really possible.
I drink sparingly, but what if others let go?
The photographer looked around and found that Luo Jiaming and Huang Cheng drank casually. Those who were seventy-five years old were quite economical. Lin Baici's side was silent at the moment.
The bar cleaner and the waitress stayed together, hugging each other for warmth. They did not show courtesy to Lin Bai, nor did they bully ordinary people like them.
Wu Shitong and two bodyguards were hanging around Lin Baici.
In the group of four, the girl with the lip ring drank a few sips of water and frowned in disgust: "Didn't you wash your water bag clean? It smells weird!"
"It would be nice to drink some!"
Qi Fentou also dislikes it, but what can be done?
There is no bottled water in this era.
“Let’s give Lin Shen some water?”
The woman in leather pants suggested.
"Didn't those two bodyguards bring water?"
The golden hair was not happy. He didn't know how long it would take to find the next water source. He didn't want to be thirsty without water.
"Take the initiative to give it."
Qi Qi stood up: "Otherwise, if someone comes to ask for it, will you give it to me?"
"Take it, take it!"< br>
The blond looked unhappy.
This is a world where the jungle prevails. Without force, we can't even defend a sip of water.
Seven minutes later, he went to find Lin Baici with a sheepskin water bag, and the woman in leather pants quickly followed.
She will not let go of this opportunity to gain favor.
“Lin Shen, would you like some water?”
Qifentou was all smiles.
“No, you can drink!”
Lin Bai declined.
"Drink something. On such a hot day, you must replenish water in time, otherwise you will suffer from heatstroke!"
The woman in leather pants is so hot that she wants to take off her top and leather pants.
I don’t know what season it is now?
The sun was hanging in the sky, the heat wave was hitting my face, and my pants had long been stuck to my skin due to sweat, making it very uncomfortable.
“I have!”
Lin Baici smiled.
“You have?”
The woman in leather pants was stunned.
Lin Baici took out the white antler bone flute and blew it twice. Then a white light flashed and the reindeer sleigh appeared.
“F*ck!”
The woman in leather pants was shocked.
Others also looked over, and when they saw the reindeer dragging two full canvas backpacks on its back, their eyes were filled with envy.
Are there all supplies in here?
Damn it!
Is this a taboo object in space?
Having this thing is really great.
Lin Baici opened his backpack, took out a few bottles of mineral water, and threw them to Li Yintong and Zhong Shuman.
"Thank you, Brother Lin!"
Tai Mei smiled: "Do you want me to give you a kiss?"
"How much is your kiss worth?"
Zhong Shuman joked that she knew that she had taken advantage of Taimei this time. Without her face, Lin Baici probably would not have given her mineral water.
Lin Baici unscrewed the cap of the bottle, took a few sips, then raised his head, poured the rest on his face, rinsed it,
Cool down and refresh yourself.
“Nima!”
The blond hair was so frustrated by this scene that he had to be careful when drinking water with a strange smell. This is a good person, drink it. We got clean mineral water and used it for showering.
Fuck!
When I become a dragon, I will definitely regain all the shame I lost today.
Although he was furious in his heart, the blonde knew that even if he tried it over ten times, he probably wouldn't be able to do it.
“…”
Ma Xiaoyun was stunned, there is such a magical thing?
The photographer fumbled with his musket, not knowing what he was thinking.
Li Yintong looked at the expressions of these people and felt happy in his heart.
Are you surprised by this small amount of supplies?
Brother Lin also has an alms bowl used by monks, which can hold many things. Even if he wanders on a deserted island for ten years, his life will not be miserable.
"Lin Shen, you also have a sleigh?"
Old man Luo came over and admired the reindeer: "Can this be used as a vehicle?"
"Well, you can do it in the snow!"
Running on the road is too bumpy and the speed is not fast. Lin Baici would not use it unless the situation forced it.
"How much supplies can it carry?"
Old man Luo glanced at the two bags: "Is that all?"
"Hmm!"
"Why don't you fill up the sleigh too?"
Old man Luo didn't understand.
“No need!”
Lin Baici was perfunctory.
"..."
Luo Jiaming felt that Lin Baici was too trusting. If it were him, he would definitely fill it up with this stuff.
What he didn't know was that Lin Baici's black alms bowl had a large storage space and it had not been filled until now.
“By the way, I heard that the Great Shaman also has a sleigh!”
Old man Luo broke the news.
“You mean Shakira from the Illuminati Hermitage, right?”
Zhong Shuman was speechless: “This kind of information is not even a secret, there are a lot of it on the origin forum! ”
"..."
Li Yintong felt like there was a cat scratching her heart. She really wanted to tell these two people, but she didn't expect it, right?
This sled is Shakira's.
"Wait, generally speaking, the pollution of the rules of the creation of sacred objects is related to the origin of the sacred objects. Now it is a plantation and a black slave. Do you think it could be the light? Did the people from the Priory create this rule pollution? "
Old man Luo has a big head. If it is really this organization, he will be in big trouble.
"No matter who he is, if he meets me, Brother Lin, he will be dead!"
Li Yintong is super confident in Lin Baici.
The photographer sitting not far away suddenly wanted to drop the water bag in his hand to the ground.
“Fuck!”
That guy surnamed Lin is so cool, right?
"If he doesn't need water, why does he ask us to collect supplies?"
Ma Xiaoyun couldn't understand.
“Because he doesn’t want to give his supplies to others!”
The photographer thinks he is right: “After all, he only has two big bags, and they can’t all be filled with food and drink. Let’s go!”
Lin Baici didn’t think too much, he just didn’t want to be a nanny.
Those who want to survive must do their best to survive.
“Ten minutes are up, let’s go!”
Lin Baici glanced at his watch and urged everyone to get on the road.
"Get up! Get up!"
Old man Luo shouted, and he quickly adapted to the crappy job.
A group of people set off again, walking in the cornfield.
Wow! Wow!
The corn stalks are very tall and have thick leaves that can block some sunlight. However, when people walk by, those leaves brush against the body, which is very uncomfortable and can even leave red scratches on the hands and face. , and being stung by sweat again, it still hurts.
Lin Baici walked at the front.
At first, he used his bronze sword to slash corn stalks to clear the road, but later he was too lazy to waste his energy.
Suddenly, Lin Baici stopped: "There is a sound, did you hear it?" (End of Chapter)