The fake daughter is bound to the mountain king system

Yu Jiao reviewed the situation with 778 in the room, and discussed in detail what attitude to take to face everything next. Finally, the man and the cat slowly lay down.

Yu Jiao: "I'm just a farmer, I don't know anything."

778: "Meow~"

I'm just a cat anyway!

All in all, in short, there are some things that are better to know. The workers cannot influence the upper-level transactions anyway. The two leaders tried out a result and then backed off.

Elsewhere, Feng Lan was going up the mountain alone.

When overlooking the entire Shoushan Village, you can happen to see Tang Cai and his group's car slowly driving away.

Although Feng Lan was a human, a dark green light flashed in his eyes, and the convoy below seemed to have accelerated a hundred times. The cars left the city, drove onto the national highway, and after several transfers, they entered a heavily guarded sanatorium in the suburbs of the capital.

At this time, the convoy was no longer just a few empty transport trucks. Modified vehicles disguised as private cars were guarding the surroundings, making it impenetrable.

After getting off the car, the medicinal materials were urgently sent to the pharmacy, where Rong Gufeng personally prepared the mixture of warming and tonic Chinese medicinal materials, including Pseudogines migratoria ginseng, which looked very familiar both in appearance and scent. The medicine was boiled and carefully guarded before being delivered directly to several mentally challenged patients.

Feng Lan could not recognize the faces of these humans, but as the mountain god, 'He' could see the purple aura on these people.

The purple aura is bright and the official career is prosperous.

But how could such a lucky person be suffering from a serious illness?

Feng Lan leaned against the rocks, the mountain breeze blowing through his short hair, which instantly stretched and deformed, and his T-shirt and overalls turned into a wide-sleeved robe. The human Feng Lan turned back into the mountain god Feng Lan.

The divine eyesight once again analyzed the future picture.

The fortune is great, but it is slowly fading away.

As a result, he was plagued by diseases.

After seeing the whole process and consequences, Pianran Shenlue thought for a moment and added some codes to the medicine planted by the believers.

Since we want to cure the disease, let's also cure the disease that causes the loss of qi and luck.

……

After deciding to pretend to be naive, Yu Jiao and 778's life became better again.

In response to this, a mountain god said: Isn't this just acting in his true colors?

Believer: Stop talking nonsense!

As usual, they hired laborers every day to complete the tasks of weeding and fertilizing. Soon, the believers got used to the mountain god being a human and no longer blushed at every turn. They took people up the mountains and down the rivers, allowing the mountain god to experience the scenery from a human perspective.

"You jump! I don't jump!"

"… Let's jump together."

Wow!

The little girl's long hair rippled in the water in a round arc. The young man with a cold face held her loosely in his arms, watching her hair stand on end, and smiled happily.

The little girl glared: "Gululu..."

You actually laughed at me!

The young man tilted his head, swam underwater, and reached out to grab her ankle.

Pull it down.

Yu Jiao: “…”

She was so angry that she kicked Feng Lan's hand and went to catch the fish.

Yu Jiao pulled Feng Lan to jump into the river, wanting him to experience the feeling of seeing the giant green snake in the river for the first time. She thought that he was going to drown her, but instead Feng Lan pulled her to recall the past.

Angry!

Yu Jiao took a boy of the same age with her everywhere, so the villagers naturally met them more often. After some explanations, Qi Meir's classmate who had come for the summer vacation soon became familiar to the uncles, aunts and sisters in Shoushan Village.

This classmate always follows Qi Mei'er every time he appears, like a personal accessory...

Villager: Young man, tsk.

Life was too carefree and time seemed to pass by in a flash. By mid-August, thousands of acres of glutinous millet were ripe.

Without shouting, Chen Sirui and others put on their equipment and stood at the edge of Yu Jiao's house with a menacing look.

Chen Xiao exclaimed: "It's really ripe. The ones grown by my uncle take September or October to ripen..."

Chen Sirui: "You know shit. This is in the south, so the crops mature early when they are planted early."

Qi Yuanqi retorted: "You know nothing. In the south, the earliest harvest is at the end of August. I heard that the boss got the seeds through his own channels, just like the previous medicinal herbs, they were optimized again and again, so they matured so early and were full."

Others said: Yes, it’s the boss’s field, so it’s reasonable.

Having worked in the fields and planted vegetables themselves, and having been "trained" by several entertainment industry seniors and even done live broadcasts, Chen Sirui and others are no longer ordinary people.

Now, anyone can give a lecture and speak very clearly.

But, the superstition about the boss seems to be increasing day by day =A=

"Hey--"

The rumbling sound could not block out the clear voice of the young girl. Chen Sirui and others looked in the direction of the sound and saw their boss sitting in the cab of the harvester, half of his body leaning out of the window, looking at them in confusion.

Then she said, "What are you waiting for? Aren't you going to drive a harvester?" The girl's tone gradually became suspicious, "Did you lie to me about the certification?"

them:!

Yes, yes...

19+1 scratched his head and smiled foolishly, saying "I really didn't lie to the boss" while heading towards their boss's magnificent harvester parking lot.

"…But Yaoxing, why do I see that the boss's classmate seems to be driving?"

"What?"

Qi Yaoxing also trained well, and didn't look out of place among the athletes. "Are you jealous?"

Qi Yuanqi: "...What a jealous bastard! How dare I have any improper thoughts about you, Boss!"

Qi Yaoxing: "Oh, then why are you blushing?"

As he talked about Qi Yuanqi, his heart broke once again, "I remember the eldest was nineteen years old, right?"

"Yes."

Qi Yaoxing recalled the age of the child who looked a bit like the eldest brother, no more than five years old… He turned around to look at the familiar profile of the handsome young man in his early twenties in the driver's seat, and his teeth were gnashed: What a beast!

In the harvester.

Feng Lan frowned and controlled the direction, and suddenly stopped when turning.

Yu Jiao quickly took over, and managed to avoid leaving any land behind in the perfect straight line of harvest. She glanced around her briefly and asked, "What's the matter?"

Feng Lan: "It seems like someone is saying bad things about me."

Yu Jiao: "Who dares to say bad things about the mountain god? You are not a human... Well, you are indeed a human now."

The two looked at each other, Yu Jiao stopped the harvester and looked back.

Qi Yaoxing, who was the last one to fall, came into view. Even though the wind was against him, a few words could be heard from time to time: "Over the age of fourteen... scumbag... teach him a lesson..."

Yu Jiao: “…”

Feng Lan: “…”

From that day on, the Qi brothers suddenly became able to fall down easily for some unknown reason.

While the people in the small courtyard west of Shoushan Village were busy with the harvest, the world outside Shoushan Village was also operating as usual. The intensive care unit of a certain high-end sanatorium had become completely empty, which was truly a miracle, although very few people knew who was living inside.

A department that had nothing to do with the sanatorium suddenly discovered that the chain of evidence for tax evasion, illegal transactions, and criminal activities in the entertainment industry, which had always been difficult to find evidence for, suddenly became clear.

The once decadent and indestructible circle suddenly had a crack, and the relevant departments went into overdrive to achieve better results.

Overtime! All overtime!

As for the Huating Luo family, Luo Jin crumpled the report in his hand into a ball and threw it at the assistant: "This is the project you researched so hard and with a 250% return on investment?! You look like an idiot!"

"But, but..."

The assistant trembled and stammered, not daring to hide. The paper ball hit him hard on the forehead and rolled to the ground.

You can vaguely see the names of several artists who have just been notified of being banned.

"But the project was proposed by the young lady..."