Reverend Insanity: The twenty-fifth quarter: rock luck
The entire western desert is almost a vast desert. The oasis is dotted with stars.
Humans live here, basically relying on oasis.
West desert, manhole oasis.
As a first-class force, the Huang Family has been here for hundreds of years, occupying the most central essence of the oasis.
On the outside of the oasis, there are some small forces, who are dependent on the Huang family.
Furthermore, on the edge of the manhole oasis, it surrounds the mortal village. These mortals have a difficult life and a large population, and are under the control of puppet forces such as the Huang Family.
Among these villages, there is a Hanjia village. There is a miniature natural pasture near Hanjia Village.
It is a pasture, desolate several times more than Kitahara. Here the yellow sand is everywhere, every single red dagger grass is spaced apart from each other, the blades of grass are sharp like swords, and the roots of the grass are digging into the depths of the yellow sand, drawing thin water.
A group of children are bending over, holding sickles, and mowing the grass.
These children are not even ten years old, so they have to come out to work and fill their families. This is the commonplace of ordinary people.
Dagger blades have sharp edges, almost all children are wearing leather gloves, only one with bare hands.
The bare-handed child, dragging his nose, holding a sickle in one hand, and skillfully grasping the dagger grass, cutting a leaf in a sensible manner, and putting it in the small basket next to him.
The afterglow of the sun is still hot, and the children are panting and sweating.
Finally, the twilight was getting darker, the sun was sinking into the horizon, and only half of it remained. The children stopped working.
"Let's go. At night, the little ghost is about to come out to look for food." A child with the largest physique began, as if he were a child king.
"How much did you cut? Wow. A lot!" By convention, they started to compare each other.
"I'm full today, so I have enough energy, hehe."
"But the grass you mowed is still not Han Liduo."
"Hey, Han Li, you are so good. You can cut grass without gloves, and you don't see a wound on your hand. How did you do that?" A little girl, braided in the sky. Asked.
Han Li smirked.
Children go back to the village together and talk excitedly along the way. At the village entrance, they dispersed and returned home.
Han Li also returned home. He pushed open the shabby wooden door. Found that neither of the parents came back.
His father is a farmer who cultivates steel wire cotton in the farmland at the west end of the village.
His mother has a job that the villagers envy. Every day, I will enter the outside of the oasis, and help a small power puppet master to do chores.
Han Li stood beside a stone mortar and dumped all the dagger blades in his back basket. Then he picked up a wooden pestle and smashed the leaves.
He works hard. After a while, I was sweating.
After the grass leaves are pounded. He took out a sack and poured the rice husk into the stone mortar, and poured a small part.
He stirs these and finally forms a mushy food.
He dug up the food and put it in a tub.
He then carried the tub to the side room.
The side room is a simple animal pen. There are three fatty sand scorpions in the animal pen.
These sand scorpions are as fat as pigs, and their claw feet are completely non-threatening. After hearing the footsteps of Han Li, the three fat scorpions quickly got out of the shadow of the animal pen.
"Let's eat it! I managed to cut it." Han Li turned the tub upside down, and the slimy food in it fell to the ground.
Three plump sand scorpions gathered around, eating with a big mouth, making a humming sound.
"Eat, eat, eat more, grow up ..." Han Li's small body, chopped on the fence, looking at these sand scorpions, muttered to himself.
This fat meat scorpion is not a cricket, but an ordinary bug.
But the scorpion meat is tender and delicious. The meat sold after slaughter is a huge sum for a mortal home.
For the Han Li family, these three fat scorpions are the most important property. Therefore, Han Li didn't eat dinner himself, so he had to feed the three fat scorpions first.
Cuckoo ...
At this time, a call for hunger suddenly appeared in Han Li's stomach.
Han Li jumped off the fence, rubbed his belly, and hurried back to the house to start cooking.
He cooks for his parents every day.
The meal they eat is the most common sago in Ximo. This kind of rice tastes very bad, it is difficult to swallow, but it is easy to plant and is the staple food of mortals.
Han Li is busy living by the stove. He didn't know he had been noticed and inspected for a long time.
Black descends. Fang Yuan sits quietly in the mass grave post outside Hanjia Village, like a sculpture.
The reason why I chose this place is that it is inaccessible.
Fang Yuan came here in the evening and urged thousands of scouts to cover the entire Hanjia village under his surveillance.
Zhenxian Zhenyuan is infinite, as long as the maggots are enough, so doing things is hundreds of times as much as mortals.
In the dark, Fang Yuan slowly opened his eyes and secretly said: "The age seems to match, it should be this kid."
While thinking, he urged Wuzhuan to investigate Yunyun.
Looking far away, I saw a cloud of luck over Han Jiacun. The cloud of Qiyun is not large, appears off-white, and is extremely thin.
This is collective luck. These villagers all have a sense of belonging and think that each other is a whole, so the luck comes together.
Fang Yuan looks at the lower end of the cloud of luck.
Plenty of qiyun smoke rose from the villagers' body and reached the height of fifty to sixty feet in the air before plunging into the cloud of qiyun.
Between these gas-carrying fumes, there is a particularly conspicuous luck.
This luck is like a boulder suspended above Han Li's house, only a hundred steps away from the ground. There are cracks on the surface of the boulder. From the cracks, a trace of gas-carrying smoke is emitted, showing a golden yellow color, all the way up.
"What luck is this?" Fang Yuanhuan wondered.
He did not get the true meaning of luck, which means to the shape of luck. Also ignorant.
He just named it Rock Fortune.
Han Li is the only one in Han's family. Seeing this, Fang Yuan has been convinced that this Han Li will achieve seven revolutions in the future. That strange person!
He looked over his head again, but couldn't see anything.
"Unfortunately, I ca n’t check my luck since I became a fairy, unless I get six transfers. I do n’t know how my luck is now? Is it still a black coffin?" Fang Yuan secretly Muttering a few words, he was always curious about luck.
However, just when he was about to pull out Lian Yunjun. Suddenly a sudden drink came: "Linghu little thief, you hide here, when my dignified fat lady can't find it! Old lady, I chase you for a full 80,000 miles. Quickly return my fairy yuan stone!"
Fang Yuan was startled secretly, turned around quickly, saw a stream of sand condensing the human form, and was angry at him not far away.
Fang Yuan's heart sank. Whispering: "Fat lady? You recognize the wrong person. I'm not the one you're after."
"Fart! Linghu little thief, who doesn't know you are good at pretending to change. If you think you are like this, the old lady won't recognize you! You are not brave enough to steal things from the old lady. I'm going to beat your **** out this time !!! "
Not only is the humanoid quicksand roaring, but at the same time, roaring sounds are heard in the sky.
The sound is thunderous. The entire oasis was instantly disturbed and chaotic!
Fang Yuan frowned deeply. I did not expect to disguise himself as a normal person, covering up the zombie appearance. He was unexpectedly considered a thief who stole something.
He stood up and looked up.
I saw the direction of the northeast, and the yellow sand came from the sky. The wind rose suddenly, and the sound of the wind was roaring like a beast.
The calm yellow sand on the ground is like a boiling sea at this moment, setting off a rough sea.
Huge waves of yellow sand, layer after layer.
Fang Yuan glanced deeply at the rock fortune, then set off, and greeted forward.
After a while, he sees the Lord.
This is a very plump son-in-law, with a large waist and round waist, like a water tank, stepping on the huge waves of yellow sand, looking down at Fang Yuan with anger and arrogance.
She stretched out her fat fingers and yelled: "Linghu, you ..."
Just now, Fang Yuan started!
"Changing Corpse!" Fang Yuan whispered deliberately, removed the camouflage tapeworm, and showed his immortal appearance.
Suddenly, a monster with a head up to three feet in length, blue-faced fangs, blood-red eyes, eight-armed giant claws, and muscle bursts appeared in front of the son-in-law fairy fat lady.
狰狞 Terrible, murderous.
The fat lady was startled and said, "You ..."
Fang Yuan stepped on his feet and banged. The ground was blasted by him. He looked like a cannonball and smashed towards the fat lady.
Fat lady sees Fang Yuan coming so fiercely, and she is so upset that she raises her hands.
Boom!
Three huge sand waves immediately pulled up into the sky, reaching hundreds of feet.
Julang rushed around, Fang Yuan sneered, and then hurried to speed.
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, he smashed three towering sand waves and appeared in front of the fat lady.
The Fat Lady chuckled in her heart, and at this point she finally knew that she knew the wrong person. However, she was also hot-tempered, and Fang Yuan's rampant anger was arousing her anger.
"Also let you **** fat lady's killing trick-play Wu Sha armor!" She yelled, and two yellow sands poured from her ears. Huang Sha quickly condensed, covering her body.
With a few breaths, she turns into a sand giant who is not lost in Fang Yuan's physique, but she is still plump.
Before Fang Yuan rushed to death, the Sha giant yelled, his fists were pounding, and he was brave and unparalleled.
Bang!
Two loud noises, the eight-armed immortal and the sand giant fighting with two fists.
The sand giant's fist burst into yellow sand and dispersed. Fang Yuan's double fist fractured directly.
The Fat Lady took a step back, and the scattered yellow sand once again adsorbed on the sand giant's fist. Fang Yuan took a big step, and his fractured fist was quickly recovered. The remaining six strange hands slammed into the sand giant.
Bang, bang, bang ...
For a while, the two sides fought close to each other, Huang Sha flew across the sky, and the sound of fractures continued.
The fat lady is getting more and more frightened: "What is this man in front of you? How crazy like a monster, even more brave than my fat lady!" Hurry!