The old man is very happy, as the saying goes, what kind of skin is the skin in the morning and the water in the evening.

A small pot of ginseng flower tea went down to the stomach, completely opening and activating the old man's state, as if spring had arrived.

"Refreshed~""

The reason why the old man said this is because his territory is a large saline-alkali plot with a radius of hundreds of miles where birds don't, which is completely different from the relatively humid environment of Mingguang, and he won't feel anything if he stays for a while occasionally, and he can't hold it in the long run.

So the old man began to take turns to live in the pastures behind those "doors" a long time ago, to experience the freshness brought by different climates and hell, and no longer have to worry about the poor living environment - but the frequent change of residence makes the old man's body a little unbearable.

I don't know when, the old man can't eat or sleep well, and he can't do any work, and even the age spots on his face have several pieces of his brain.

"Ugh..."

The old man wanted to sigh:

The pig-killing knife of the years is really not something that can be avoided just by being handsome—otherwise why would my old man suffer this crime?

When he was young, he didn't need to drink water to eat thirty buns together, but now, he felt swollen when he ate it, and he had to run two or three times to the pit.

The old man's embarrassed look is familiar to Lin Chou's old eyes.

The hunters who are over forty years old can find similar or simply the same template on their faces almost at any time, what 'reminiscences of the past', what "eventful years", what "I have a story, do you have wine", there is no need to brew at all, just open your mouth.

If you are on the right path, you will be told the story for three days and three nights.

Usually at this time, Lin Moumou always smiled very cooperatively, saying that although our small business here should not be on credit, the wine will never be sold in limited quantities, such flashy things.

Boss Lin entered the commercial emoji mode with a calm smile on his face, and took out a small notebook.

"Now, what to eat?"

The old man glanced at it,

"Yo, it's kind of like that, so I'll have to think about it."

Old man Ji is the most picky eater, he is good at raising top ingredients that others can't even think of in the cataclysm era, and his mouth is naturally very tricky.

I eat more delicacies from the mountains and seas, but I am more interested in some side dishes.

The old man put his hands behind his back, looked up at the strings of small signs hanging on the beams of the room, and said casually while pacing,

"I ate a plate of fried beef trotters last time..."

"Hmm... What about the stew, why is the large piece of stew not written on it? ”

"Two more cloves of raw garlic!"

"Osmanthus Cicada~"

"Hey, Sai Nian Cake? A new dish? This effect... There's something..."

"It's pepper sprouts baked purple cloud snails."

The old man plucked his ears,

"What are you talking about?"

Lin Chou: "......"

This old man, a little too much, this old man.

The old man suddenly felt a little pity,

"No edamame, right? You don't have edamame this season, right? How can you have peanuts without edamame..."

Lin Chou pinched the pen and didn't raise it,

"It has just been more than a month since the last batch of Zhuangzi harvest in the agricultural and pastoral area in the south of the city, and we have to wait for the next batch."

The old man nodded and said,

"I remember that there is a piece of land in the south of the city that has a very good soil, and the edamame grown has a taste, so I will inquire about it when I go back."

The account was settled, and the food and drinks were ready.

The old man faced a table of snacks alone, and he had to run to the jar that had been opened and put in the store to make a show and challenge the multicolored snake king wine for a medal and smell it.

"Shhhh Whew..."

The old man was almost not smoked by the smell of wine, and it took a long time to recover, and his eyes were red.

"You kid, this wine... What's the matter with the source crystal mixed with alcohol... This 'energy' is also sufficient..."

He couldn't bear the strength of this wine, and the old man said stupidly,

"This wine is a real fifth-order, I'm afraid I can't do this jar, right?"

Lin Chou thought about it,

"This is really uncertain, Wen Zhongjiu Lord Wen and Lao Zhao are absolutely okay, there is basically no pressure if the wandering demon opens the skill, Second Master Zhao and the two who are not ashamed at the foot of the mountain can probably also try..."

Lin Chou said that so many people came out, and the old man was obviously a little embarrassed.

(Why don't you even allow yourself to comfort yourself?) ）

(My old man's gluttonous saliva can't say a few cool words?) ）

(Why is this boss so real all of a sudden?) ）

(Touch your conscience and ask yourself, is your food half as affordable as your broken mouth?) ）

Lin Chou suddenly pondered something else at this time.

The two or three people under the mountain should be taken out separately to refer to the "Red Mountain Lord".

Theoretically speaking, the prerequisite for wanting to drink the Colorful Snake King Wine is that the physical strength reaches the fifth-order standard, Hongshan Ye has nothing to say, the proper fifth-order top-level combat power is very skinny and tricky, and if he is in a full state, even Lin Chou's strange power needs to be opportunistic to stun him.

There is no matter how much Hongshan Ye poured a few jars of colorful snake king wine wool by himself, but once the personality switches to Huang Shanye's side, he will have a good understanding of what is called a non-mainstream operation that pits himself.

As for whether the Night Queen herself can drink it, it's really hard to say.

According to the timeline, the Night Queen can be packed up by Huang Someone, who was a complete deflated person a few months ago, and carry her back to Mingguang with Night Wind, what kind of strength is there to talk about?

However, it doesn't have to be like this, judging from the only few appearances of the Night Queen (even took the time to win a wave head-on with some garrison troops led by General Ye, Mingguang didn't even get back the old men who were carried away) This is a proper style that only has at least the fifth-order boss level, waving his hand, and the kind of minions whose heads are like rain...

The most important thing is that including Yeyu, the night wind, the big-breasted sister and the witch, the power system is not on the same classification page as Mingguang, Lin Chou's true vision ability can at least ensure that he has a rough idea in his heart, but when he arrives at the Night Queen, it is the same as looking at an ordinary person - what about a liar?!

According to Lin Chou's train of thought, no matter what, the strength of the Night Queen is converted to the standard of Mingguang, and the minimum must be the kind of fifth order followed by countless plus signs, is the reason why the Night Queen's strength has been up and down several times and is uncertain, or it is due to the strange restrictions of the Luanshan Holy Relics, or it is simply the same as Old Man Zhao.

emmm...

Ball's sack!

So it's probably eighty percent, maybe this is the real reason why countless Mingguang people can't figure it out if they want to break their heads, and the Night Queen was deflated by Huang Dashan, a classic case of successfully eating chicken?

Now think about how many coincidences and bad fates this special need to create such a prince of the left bank who is very likely to bring Mingguang and Luanshan together in the future!

I'm afraid I didn't carry the wrong template out, right?

Somehow, Lin Chou didn't suddenly open up to figure out one thing, but instead felt depressed and depressed about being robbed of business:

I feel like you're the main character...

An old hand like a withered vine suddenly stretched out and snapped his fingers in front of Lin Chou,

"Hey, hey! What do you kid think? ”

"I'm stupid or I'm out of my soul..."

"Wake up, the foreman told you to get up and move bricks, they are all red bricks, not hollow bricks!"

Lin Chou: "......"

Yeyu and the night breeze are all present, although the lines are poor, but people's ears are not decorations~

Lin Moumou's guess can't be said, he feels so panicked...