Doomsday Pavilion

Don't tell me, it's not in vain that Lin Chou has been busy for a long time.

The porridge made from white seed kernels is sweet and refreshing, and the taste is quite amazing.

Especially after everyone had eaten the slightly fatty roe deer meat and bamboo rat meat, it became even more unique, and even Lin Chou drank a few large bowls by himself.

The only one who is not happy is that Xia Da is silly, this guy chirped and said,

"There is still no meat porridge that tastes good."

Lin Chou was speechless, forgetting that this product is a pure carnivore. For him, "eating vegetables" and "suffering and suffering" are equal.

Si Gouzi stared at the porridge for three seconds, then suddenly smelled the mountain leeks and wild onions inside, and instantly fell to the ground and ignored it.

But at some point, the flat-headed brother just slipped back and stood up with his two hind paws and looked at the hot porridge in the pot. The koala-like eyes and expressions revealed indescribable difficulties and...perhaps Is it shy?

Brother Pingtou dialed the pot twice, looked back at the children who had been completely stunned, and made such a sound.

"Ho, ho, ho ho!"

Qin Sheng's face hurts and another egg also hurts.

"Chou, brother Chou... why is it here again..."

Xia Yudao,

"Wow, so cute and cute!"

Lin Chou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Uh... this is an omnivorous animal and basically eats everything, maybe... is hungry??"

Erhu said,

"Brother Sorrow, or else-give it to the porridge, anyway, we are also full."

"Yes, yes!"

Lin Chou's mouth twitched.

"I think it's not so polite yet, as if it didn't mean to ask our opinions."

Before Lin Chou finished speaking, the flat-headed brother with a faint expression looked back at the crowd, picked up the pot, and ran away staggeringly. The two short-legged thieves slid smoothly.

Lin Chou really wanted to shovel the guy to death on the spot, but after thinking about it, he endured it.

"This handsome has lived his entire life and has never been robbed of a job in person, really!!"

...

But he said that the super invincible and cute flat-headed brother was holding a cauldron all the way through the mountains and rivers. When it reached the place, the porridge in the pot was almost completely cold.

The flat-headed brother raised his head and screamed twice. A large group of flat-headed brothers who had just swallowed the last bit of prey residues and looked lazily and calmly stood up immediately, roaring earth-shaking, eyes burning like fire.

——It seems to be asking: Niang Xipi, which dog is bullying our family? !

Compared with this large group, the flat-headed brother holding the pot is about the same size as the newborn chicken standing in front of his mother, and the body shape is at least five or six times worse.

Many flat-headed brothers gathered around and yelled at each other before finally understanding the meaning of Xiaoping-tou, so almost seven or eight claws plunged into the pot at the same time.

...

The Zushan mountain in the early morning was very difficult, the wet land, wet grass, wet trees, and mist everywhere, and Lin Sorrow's clothes were soaked in a short while.

As he got up in the middle of last night to smoke wormwood for these little guys who were tossed by mosquitoes, Lin Chou looked a little unconscious.

Ancestral Mountain was extremely quiet, occasionally there were a few not-so-loud beast sounds coming from far away. He searched for the whole morning and found nothing. On the contrary, he saw too many messy footprints around the camp— —All are beasts.

Fortunately, there are four dogs here, otherwise it will be a lot of toss, Lin Chou does not have the same-level aura of waiting for retreat.

Lin Chou couldn't help scratching his head,

"I have to eat in the morning, what can I do..."

I came out early in the morning to find something but didn't find anything. This time I felt ashamed to face a group of bear kids. They came to spring outing, and they didn't really survive in the wilderness.

Lin Chou suddenly felt that he was embarrassed, mmp, and it seemed that vegetable soup was also a good choice.

However, there was no shadow of cassava nearby. Thinking that eating wild vegetables alone is not a wise option, Lin Chou sighed.

"Um?"

Suddenly he saw a dozen plant branches growing out on the slope.

These branches stand erect among the weeds. They are orange-yellow and one meter high. They are particularly noticeable. There are clusters of lanceolate unopened flower buds, which are very similar to asparagus to some extent.

Lin Chou froze for a moment.

"Damn, this is Gastrodia?"

I stepped forward and pulled apart the thick humus with a strong fungus smell. Sure enough, the source of the branches and stems was found under the soil layer. It was a dozen long round tubers similar to potatoes or yam eggs that grew together, which can be clearly seen. You can see spots connected in regular circles on the tubers.

Lin Choule is happy, this is indeed Tianma, a delicate and precious medicinal material before the cataclysm.

The reason why it is said to be delicate is that Gastrodia can not carry out photosynthesis without roots and leaves. It can only rely on fungi in the humus to provide nutrients for the tubers to grow and multiply. Where Gastrodia grows, there must be rot underneath and there must be rot on the top. Wild Gastrodia Because the growth conditions are too harsh, very few people find it.

After digging out the dozens of Gastrodia elata, Lin Chou really found a few more Gastrodia nests nearby, with more than 20 yuan and less than a dozen yuan.

"This thing... treats children's convulsions, haha, don't you have breakfast? It is tailor-made for this group of bear children."

He made a pocket with leaves and put the gastrodia elata on his back, folded back and returned to the camp.

By the time he returned to the camp, these little guys were already awake, and all put their heads out of the tent.

"Brother Sorrow, what do you have for breakfast?"

"I want to eat bamboo rat meat..."

"The porridge I drank last night was also very good."

"If only the roe deer comes again!"

Lin Shou's face turned dark,

"Eat potatoes for breakfast!!"

The wailing sounded into one piece.

...

Qin Sheng repeatedly confirmed,

"Brother Chou, there is really no meat? Fish is fine...Have you been to see that trap? Didn't catch anything in one night?"

"Young Master, this is Zushan, some are good to eat, but this and that, what other pitfalls..."

Eh?

trap? !

Lin Chou patted his forehead.

"Why did I forget it? Wait, I'll go over and take a look."

Lin Chou hugged him and touched the big hole he dug yesterday with a dead and no regret mentality, and muttered.

"If this thing can catch something, I'll eat it all...Fuck! What the hell!"

Lin Chou rubbed his eyes, then rubbed it again, and finally rubbed it again to confirm.

Yesterday, after dug the trap, the dead leaves of the branches covered with it swelled up a large bag about a half meter high, a few that looked like pheasant wings... the wings protruded out of the "hidden trap cover" that had been turned to one side. The overall bulging shape is a hill of 3.5 meters in diameter and 0.8 meters in height piled up by these "chickens".

Have you ever seen anyone dug a big hole on the ground as a trap, and the whole hole could not be filled with the prey caught the next day?

Lin Chou picked up a fat pheasant with a dazed expression. Hey, they were all real guys, not hallucinations.

At this moment:

Awesome!

show off!

Cross your waist for a while!

Hey, yes, it's so cool and unrestrained, did you see it, Master Trap, I'm Lin, this is the handsome!

So a miraculous thought came into Lin Chou's mind-damn it, are these chickens walking and walking by the sudden, sudden, sudden appearance of the big pit, scared to death? !

This product is purely automatic and subconsciously ignoring the lonely and regained big stone pot lying down there beside the pheasant pile.

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