extreme starvation

So Mo Qingyi, a man who is particularly easy to soften his heart, stayed with Feng Bujing's little care, which was almost insignificant. The emotion that originally wanted to leave just drifted away with the wind and disappeared without a trace. .

Life is still going on, plain and simple, in fact, Mo Qingyi doesn't hate this kind of life.

This is how he spent his days before time travel. As a librarian, his life was simple and unchanging, so the manor life among the mountains and forests was actually quite suitable for him.

There is no hustle and bustle of the city, no infighting between companies and enterprises, no conspiracy between business and government, only tranquility and tranquility.

How long has it been here, so long that Mo Qingyi, who originally had short hair, now has shredded hair reaching shoulder length, and he originally wanted to cut it.

Because he used to get his hair trimmed every half a month, it's better to be more capable, so that he looks more energetic.

But after experiencing the scenes of crying, making trouble and hanging himself for dozens of people in Fenggu, he found that the scissors he was holding were pressing down on his hands like a heavy weight. , It will cause the intuitive feeling of the tragedy of corpses strewn all over the field.

So he compromised again, if you don't cut it, don't cut it!It's good to stay longer, so as not to be mistaken for a monk.

Although he thinks he is really kind, he has not yet reached the point where a monk sees through the world and sees nothing.

At least he likes to eat meat, all kinds of meat.

Eating pasta is always the kind with meat, so steamed buns have never been his dish.

It's not a problem to just watch Feng Bujing in the medicine field every day.

then……

"The wind is not disturbed, let me help you weed!" I don't know what kind of land this is, weed every day, grow every day, grow every day, what to eat to grow up, so fast, even genetic plants can't have such a speed.

So under the watchful eyes of Feng Bujing and some servants nearby, Mo Qingyi walked down the medicine field.

As soon as he stepped into the range of the medicine field, there was a gasp sound from around, and Feng Bujing's pupils also shrank slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end?

It was regarded as acquiescing to Mo Qingyi's proposal, and went back to continue the work in hand.

Master, it's not fair. They used to accidentally touch a leaf and kill them. Just now, Mr. Mo trampled to death several Nine-Life Grass, but you didn't even say a word.

Resentment, resentment...has begun to spread outside the medicine field.

"The wind is not alarmed, is it enough to just pull out these weeds?" Mo Qingyi waved the 'weeds' he pulled out in his hand, and asked the professionals in front of him.

"En." This time, Feng Bujing didn't even look at it.

one more time……

The resentment deepened, master, that was a blood red fruit, that was a blood red fruit that could be made into a great redemption pill, and he was about to vomit blood.

Master, this is partiality, naked partiality.

But God is fair, and he didn't let Mo Qingyi, a non-professional, continue to toss about in the medicine field.

because……

"Where are the pigeons coming from?" Mo Qingyi put down the weeds he pulled out in his hands, and threw them aside, just in time for a pigeon that flew over to eat them like they were grabbing food.Even the exact destination where he flew was wrong by a few meters.

Mo Qingyi caught him before he could make things right.Tossing and turning, I thought it was to check the sex of this pigeon.

"Huh, it's still a carrier pigeon." Mo Qingyi had already discovered the small bamboo tube tied around the pigeon's ankle.

Just like that, Mo Qingyi had already held the bamboo tube in his hand under a pair of stunned gazes.