Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 8 can't go on

"The cold light flashed, and the Thunder Beast let out a weak roar, fell heavily to the ground, and its whole body was quickly covered by a thick layer of ice.

"Hua Bing shook a bit, held on for a breath, stabilized his body, and moved forward step by step. His right leg was dripping with blood, and his bones were almost exposed. The broken muscles followed his movements and dragged on the ground. It moved, leaving behind lines of sticky blood."

"There was a sound, the scattered stones were swung down by a force, and Hua Bing, who was in a panic, finally crossed the snow ridge and climbed to the top of Jiufeng Mountain. Immediately, Hua Bing was refreshed by the strange fragrance, and with all his strength, he crawled forward and slowly grasped the verdant green rhizome of the fairy grass."

"Hehehe..." Hua Bing let out a low, dry and hoarse laugh, tightening his stiff fingers tightly. He finally stole the Ganoderma lucidum. As long as he eats it, the destroyed meridians can be completely repaired."

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Lin Zhihui typed the last word, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and he was quite satisfied in his heart. Although the protagonist Hua Bing was made a useless person according to the request of the alchemy boy, but this is a fantasy novel where everything is possible. Millennium Ganoderma lucidum can easily solve this problem.

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Lingxian Island.

medicine garden.

Wearing a red robe and silver-haired shawl, the Nanji Zhenjun stood on the ridge of the field, looking at the slumped and ruined medicine fields in front of him, his handsome face was covered with clouds, and his right hand was holding the faucet stick tightly, and the veins were faintly visible .

White and tender, the medicine boy Linglu and Linghe, who looked like dolls in mortal New Year paintings, lay at the door of the medicine garden with their shoulders hunched, looking at Zhenjun who was about to explode surrounded by dark clouds, worried.

"These guys are really going too far. They come here to steal medicine every now and then." Linglu puffed his cheeks and complained for his master.

"It's just stealing. Our true king is soft-hearted and knows it's to save lives, so he never cares about it." Linghe clenched his small fist angrily: "The most hateful thing is that they don't count after stealing, but they also do damage. These elixirs are all cultivated by the real group of people with hard work. We water and fertilize them every day, and we spend so much time on them, but it’s all in vain.”

The more Linghe spoke, the angrier he became, and his voice couldn't help raising his voice a bit. Linglu frowned, waved his hands repeatedly at him, and said in a low voice, "Hush your voice, don't let Zhenjun hear you."

The corners of the Nanji Zhenjun's mouth twitched with his back to the two, he hadn't lost his mana, how could he not hear the two little guys' thoughts, since he let go of the white snake spirit who came to steal the fairy grass, he has a soft-hearted reputation It spread in the fairy world, so that no matter what kind of cat or dog, whenever they need it, they would come to Lingxian Island to steal medicine, and if they couldn't find a useful one, they would wantonly destroy it. It's really disgusting.

But for the sake of face, he can only swallow his anger and can't do anything to these guys. Even if he sues them to the heaven, because the incident that year set a precedent, no one will meddle in this matter.

Just when he was full of resentment and was about to explode, Nanji Zhenjun suddenly twitched his eyelids, stretched out his palm with a sullen face, and a water mirror with a radius of half a foot slowly condensed in midair.

"It's Ganoderma lucidum and fairy grass again. It's because of you nonsense guys that more and more idiots will come to steal my fairy medicine." He poked the water mirror vigorously with his finger, gritted his teeth and said: "I want to teach you well that the fairy medicine is not a grass, you can't eat it randomly, especially you can't steal it, if you eat it, you will die a miserable death, especially miserable."

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Lin Zhihui uploaded a new chapter as usual, and sure enough, the comments appeared immediately. The reader ID is Anji Zhenjun, which sounds like a tall man. This time he commented calmly, but he still had a little expectation in his heart. Naturally, the more the elixir, the better.

It is still a Zhihu person throughout the article, and it is extremely easy for people to have the wrong perception of "I am illiterate".Lin Zhihui directly pulled the page to the bottom.

"Secretly, when you are in trouble, do you only want to steal the fairy grass? You are all idiots without common sense. Do you know that medicinal herbs should not be eaten indiscriminately, especially the fairy grass that gathers the spiritual energy of the world, the old gentleman only dares to refine it into a pill If you give it to an immortal, if a mortal dares to swallow it alive and try to repair the damaged meridian, it will only make you die more completely. For me, if you change it, stealing the fairy grass will only lead to death, and it will be a very miserable death. Exploding to death, dead without a whole body, dead to the point where there is not even a scum left!!!”

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A drop of cold sweat slid down Lin Zhihui's forehead, and he looked at the last three exclamation marks that were enlarged and bolded expressionlessly. He seemed to be able to feel the resentment coming across the computer screen.

He couldn't write any more.

Lin Zhihui dropped the mouse, why did it go so wrong? He just wanted to make money by coding, so why did he provoke these gods, all of them are like mothers. He jumps out to point fingers and find faults, how can he continue to write!

This is a mindless novel. It just wants the protagonist to have a halo that makes him blind, and he has to cheat at every disagreement. Otherwise, how can he attract readers? So far, his protagonist has not encountered anything that goes well for him. He wrote it himself I almost vomited blood, let alone the readers who read it. If anyone still reads this article, Lin Zhihui is almost in despair.

The rich are uncles, as long as the gods give a reward, I will treat them as serving them.

Lin Zhihui hypnotized himself for a long time, took a deep breath, and silently turned off the computer.He needs to be quiet first, be quiet, otherwise he is afraid that he will do something unbelievable. If he goes crazy, he will be afraid.

Sitting there for a while, Lin Zhihui decided to go out to get some air, and went downstairs with his wallet and cell phone. It was still early, and he ate a bowl of noodle soup at a roadside stall. Don't know where he went.

After eating another basket of steamed stuffed buns, Lin Zhihui wiped his mouth, paid the money, got up and walked to the bank. He is also a person with savings now. He plans to go to the bank to withdraw money first, change to a new mobile phone, and then change to a laptop. If there is still money left , I found a place with Li Ping to have a big meal and have a tooth-beating ceremony.

Coming out of the bank, Lin Zhihui had an extra 5000 yuan on him, and now he has believed the phrase in the instruction manual that "rewards will be sent in kind."After doing the math, he received a red thread and a drop of body quenching liquid in total.The red thread disappeared, and the body quenching liquid had been used up.And the 5000 yuan in his hand was tipped by the reader whose ID is Clover, that is to say, only she is an ordinary person and his real reader. Thinking of the inexplicable love letter, Lin Zhihui couldn't help shaking Shaking, although it seems abnormal, but it is always better than nothing.

Turning around the intersection, Lin Zhihui saw a communication business office across the road, and planned to buy a mobile phone first. He remembered that not far ahead was the luxurious Internet club that he settled down yesterday. He raised his eyes and suddenly froze there.

(End of this chapter)