In a dilapidated warehouse.

The white-robed immortal, the young girl Zhang Buzai, and the struggling young man stood in the central open space.

His face looked a little dull and his mouth was drooling.

And in front of them.

A young man in white sat on a pile of spiritual ginseng, chewing the ginseng with a crunchy sound as if he were chewing a radish.

In just a short while, he had eaten one third of the whole cart of ginseng.

finally.

The man in white stretched out his arms and looked at his watch. The balance was 1,800.

He nodded to himself, "Not bad."

The immortal in white robe frowned and his teeth made a sound from sucking!

Although the ginseng that No. 8 ate, roughly speaking, should be worth 180,000 points of mental power!

He only got 1,800!

The operation is as fierce as a tiger!

I have to say.

His losses are really high!

The talent is really low! It's really heartbreaking for people who see it! But Brother Liu patted the dust off his clothes and slowly stood up, "Don't be polite with the remaining ginseng, share it."

"Hasagai!"

The striving young man finally waited for this moment and threw himself into the ginseng pile!

The white-robed immortal Zhang Weiguo swallowed his saliva and stared at the fat kid who had been sitting on Liu Di's shoulder! He suddenly said, "Brother, what do you think the ginseng tastes like? I don't know why, but I really want to take a bite, just a small bite."

But the short-haired girl Zhang Buzai glared at Zhang Weiguo and said, "Can you please stop thinking about that ginseng? Isn't what No. 8 gave us enough?"

Zhang Weiguo was a little embarrassed, but he still scratched his head and said, "We are very rich now, so it is not a problem to enter T-two, but there are 7 more areas on T-two. Who knows how much it will cost?"

"That's enough!"

The girl frowned, "Number Eight's conversion rate is so low, and there is even less hope. It will be a thousand times harder for him to be resurrected than for us!"

The girl immediately turned around and said, "Number Eight, none of us needs that 10,000-year-old ginseng, you must eat it yourself!"

Zhang Weiguo curled his lips and remained silent.

But Brother Liu smiled and said, "I don't want to eat it either."

Ah? Both father and daughter were stunned, "What about you?"

Brother Liu's eyes flickered, "I want to plant it."

"What?"

The struggling young man who stuffed five ginsengs into his mouth at once looked up from the ginseng pile and said, "You have a beautiful wish, which is to plant the sun? You are even more immature than me!"

Zhang Weiguo's face twitched as he said, "Brother, are you thinking this too simply? Even if he can grow, his life span will only be ten years. Can you afford to wait?"

The young girl Zhang Zaibu also sighed slightly, "Number Eight, be more realistic. I will accompany you to dig ginseng tomorrow, okay?"

Brother Liu shook his head slightly, "I don't need to go to the Ginseng Mountain anymore!"

After saying that.

Brother Liu placed the ginseng on his shoulder on the edge of a worn iron bucket. The ginseng was shaped like a fat baby with its eyes closed and holding a pearl. Although it grew from the rhizome of the plant, it was lifelike and looked like a sitting baby.

then.

Liu Di slowly unbuttoned his shirt, took off his white shirt, stretched out his hand, and expended 1 point of mental power to condense a hoe! Zhang Weiguo felt a pain again! Liu Di's one point of mental power is actually 100 points of mental power! Equivalent to one time of a little sister!

Now it's just a hoe! What a sin! Boom! Brother Liu threw the hoe down and dug a hole in the warehouse floor! Zhang Weiguo was even more helpless, you really want to farm!

The girl's small mouth was slightly open.

Wow.

He has a great figure.

The muscles all over his body are well-defined, extremely toned, without a trace of excess fat!

Those chest muscles, those abdominal muscles, sizzle They are 100 times more pleasing to the eye than the world's top male models.

Plus his impeccable looks.

Tsk tsk This is really life-threatening! Zhang Buzai squeezed his eyes hard, "Number 8, how on earth did you contemplate this body?"

Boom! Brother Liu swung the hoe again, "I told you before, this is how I am in real life."

Zhang Zaibu frowned, "I told you a long time ago, I don't believe you."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Liu Di shook his head helplessly, "When we return to reality, I will come to find you."

Zhang Zaibu pursed his lips, "Back to reality? It's so far away, but I promise you, no matter what kind of ghost you look like, I will give you a big hug."

"Why?"

"Talking about love, as if I don't exist?"

But Zhang Weiguo put his hands on his hips and said, "You need my permission to meet! You can't make random friends when my daughter Zhang is not around!"

Brother Liu sighed slightly and continued digging.

The girl Zhang Bu's eyes sparkled and she was deeply attracted to this man. Although he behaved strangely, she always felt that he was not only a good-looking man, but also full of wisdom!

Zhang Zaibu glanced at the ginseng doll sitting on the edge of the iron barrel. It seemed to be looking at Liu Di and agreed with his idea.

moment.

Zhang Zai Zai also slowly stood up, found his tools, silently came to Liu Di's side, and dug the ground together.

Zhang Weiguo frowned. You little girl, you fell so quickly! 20 minutes later.

Zhang Zai Zai, Zhang Weiguo and the struggling young man squatted in the middle of the warehouse, looking at a large piece of dug field in front of them. There were 5 ridges in the field, which could be used to plant hundreds of ginseng!

Brother Liu squatted in the middle of the field, patted the ginseng doll's little head, and slowly buried it.

Everyone frowned tightly.

Will this work?

immediately.

Brother Liu slowly stood up and let out a long sigh.

The white-robed immortal Zhang Weiguo asked, "Are you still planning to let it split into cubs? Isn't that too unrealistic? You don't even have fertilizer."

Brother Liu nodded, "Indeed, this ginseng needs 'fertilizer' to grow, but I have guessed that the key fertilizer is in that curfew!"

After saying that.

Brother Liu looked at the window that was covered with a torn sack with a stern look.

Hiss. Zhang Weiguo took a deep breath, "Brother, you are getting more and more out of control. Your imagination is really out of control. There is fertilizer in the curfew? And you want to go in?! Don't even think about it!"

The young girl Zhang Buzai really couldn't stand on Liu Di's side this time, and said nervously: "Number Eight, you must not be impulsive!"

"who!"

"Who wants to enter curfew!"

But the Supreme Master who had been sleeping soundly suddenly revived, stared with eyes wide open, and asked, "Who wants to die?"