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332 Yui plus one

There is a poem that goes: When we parted, you were not married... No, no, no, we had sex together when we were awake, and our children suddenly came together. I didn't expect these Fusang people to be as perverted as Buddha Bole Wanningli. I laughed and said: "Those people can't do it.
Teacher Yui can still consider it." The locksmith coughed dryly and smiled: "Plus one." Wu Song said with a straight face: "Stop talking nonsense, let's, let's, what, why not steal...borrow a little of this
Plant Zhu Yucao, and then go find the Monument of King Yu." At this time, Prime Minister Yui blushed and stammered in Song Dynasty: "You guys, please stop teasing me. If there is a chance, we can communicate. That
Grass, they also have a kind of grass that can make people eat it without being confused by monsters and monsters. We need that kind of grass to move forward."
I glanced at the small village behind those people, and then at the two poor women who were responsible for the continuation of their species. I looked at the locksmith and said, "Locksmith, is there anything valuable in your backpack?"
Give them the stuff and treat it as payment for this meal of Zhu Yucao. Let's leave now." The locksmith thought for a second, took out an exquisite lighter, and said a few words to the group of Fuso people. From then on,
I saw inexplicable surprise in the expressions of the group of people, but they were still entangled, seemingly hoping that we could help them stay behind. Until Wu Song pulled out the hand wooden warehouse, the locksmith told the group of people that it was a legendary human weapon.
That scared them so much that they didn't dare to say anything anymore.
Not far from the small village, Wu Song asked me if I had any plans. I smiled and said: "I'm not a noble, just a dead person. They can't see it at night, but I can. Just steal some grass."
." The locksmith smiled and said: "Then do you know another kind of grass that can prevent us from being confused by monsters and ghosts?" I chuckled and replied: "Of course you don't need to know precious things. Just know that they are precious."
So we repaired not far from the village and let everyone rest, especially Prime Minister Yui, who was basically exhausted. So everyone used the sky as a quilt and the ground as a bed, lying there to rest. Wu Song took the initiative
We were asked to take the first post. We didn’t refuse. We just closed our eyes and rested.
It was night, and the locksmith changed his post to Wu Song. Everyone was on the same page and did not disturb Prime Minister Yui. I took off my armor, carrying only the black snake and a small dagger, and walked towards the small village under the stars. I don’t know where it was.
That group of people had been at ease for a long time, and it was a safe place. There was no one outside at night. There were only a few small infrared signatures. Seeing this, my nervousness eased a lot. I was confident and quietly observed the muddy things.
of thatched huts. Finally, I chose the largest one and went inside.
Thanks to my mutated eyes, petty theft is not a problem. After thinking about it, I left a nail clipper in my pocket, just like bartering. After returning, in order to prevent the three of us from having a long night dream.
Taken together, Wu Song (who made him so muscular) carried Prime Minister Yui on his back, and we headed into the mountains overnight. At dawn, we had already gone a long way, and Prime Minister Yui let the three of us take turns carrying him.
. Soon, we realized that the road behind was not for people to walk at all. There is a poem that goes: The difficulty of the road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the blue sky, which makes people wither their beauty. Even if the peaks are removed, the sky will not be full.
Withered pines hang upside down on the cliffs, rushing waterfalls compete with each other, and the cliffs turn into rocks and thunder. This kind of terrain is very special. A sudden depression in the ground forms a huge basin, and then mountains and water rise up in the middle of the basin.
Surrounded by qi, miasma covers the eyes.
Wu Song looked at the cliff dozens of meters deep and said: "I may be able to go down on this kind of terrain. Prime Minister Yui must be dead. Let's walk along this cliff and maybe we can find an easier path." The locksmith sighed.
After taking a breath, he said: "Forget it, if it is already a nuclear winter outside, we will be far away from the disaster here. However, if the Monument of King Yu really has the ability to rebuild mountains and rivers, if we spend one more day, we will save fewer people." I
He looked at Prime Minister Yui who was hiding aside, then looked at the deep and dangerous cliff, shrugged, and said with a smile: "Locksmith, we clay Buddhas, let's protect ourselves first. Can we find King Yu?
It's hard to tell whether the monument is there. It's hard to tell whether we can get out after we find it. Look at those Fuso people, although they are working hard to survive, they will be completely extinct in a few years." The locksmith suddenly laughed and said: "
Zhiduoxing, if we really can't get out, are you willing to stay with those Fusang people and sow seeds?"
I laughed and said, "If that's the case, I want Prime Minister Yui." As soon as I said this, everyone laughed, and Prime Minister Yui also blushed and hit me many times. Finally, I said, "In order not to
We have become like those Fusang people, we must find the Monument of King Yu and get out."
Later, a group of four of us walked for several days, experienced a lot of messy terrain, and tried several times, but all failed. The number of Zhu Yucao was limited, but fortunately Wu Song’s hunting skills were expert level
, so we don’t have to worry about food, but except for Wu Song, the three of us don’t seem to have a very good appetite. Another night, we were lying next to the bonfire, Wu Song and Prime Minister Yui bumping into each other and chatting
Oh my god, the locksmith was there with his eyes closed, while I was looking at the stars, recalling the past in a foreign land, including Feifei, the coffee shop lady, Xiao Qian, and the missing cook. Suddenly, the locksmith laughed.
Chapter completed!
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