Doomsday tour

Gathering herbs in the wild is no stranger to Zuo Qingyan. Back then, he was a little drug boy who had not cultivated immortality, and followed his master to gather herbs and treat diseases everywhere.But that is also a long distant memory.After entering the Sanxiu Valley, because he majored in wood-based kung fu, it was inevitable to deal with immortal grasses. He went to the mountains and went to the countryside to look for spiritual grasses, and in the end he would cry to his master that there was nothing good in the mountains with a bundle of firewood on his back.His master was also familiar with his temperament, so he rolled his eyes and curled his mouth: "Let's go hunt rabbits and roast pheasants again." Before Zuo Qingyan could flatter his old man, he was thrown into the alchemy room to help in alchemy.

"This kind of place is neither a spiritual acupoint, a blessed mountain, nor a secret place of cultivation. What kind of fairy grass can you find?" Zuo Qingyan shook his head repeatedly, not optimistic about the crane's grass-hunting action.

"Just remember that you can find pheasants and hares here." Zhu Heming choked him without looking back.

This time I came to the neighborhood just to find common herbs. Immortal grasses can be cultivated by relying on the offerings from the wood life world, which is more than enough to meet the needs of two cultivators. What he needs now is what he used to buy in ordinary Chinese medicine stores. Although these medicinal materials are common, they can also produce other effects when supplemented with spirit grass refining. For ordinary people, it is even more rare to see panacea. Now that there are many crises in the last days, ordinary people are even more precarious. Although He thinks that it is impossible to formulate vaccines, which are far from his specialty, but some medicines for curing diseases can still be refined, and they are also effective in dealing with daily diseases-by the way, you can exchange some crystal nuclei.

But they don't lack crystal nuclei now, but spirit stones... I don't know when they can collect them all.

Thinking of this, Xianhe feels that the future is so bleak, and everything around him is so bleak.

"Tu Fei."

"Ah."

"Can you slow down the game at hand?"

"Oh."

Tu Fei turned off the PSP cooperatively, the sound effects of Super Mario finally stopped, and his ears were finally freed.

Xianhe has deeply realized his mistake, he actually taught a dead house to play games, is there a more terrible combination than this?A hundred-year-old antique who only knows how to cultivate and practice swords all day long, one day he got a thing called PSP, and then...

Such scumbag skills, such strong patience, and such tough psychological endurance, these have created a game scumbag--Super Mario has never been able to pass the second level.

Rong Zijie and Zuo Qingyan walked slowly behind. The scenery in this area is good. Although the weather is already cold, but after all, it is in the area of ​​Taicang Hills, the climate is still warm, and the surrounding trees are still lush and green. Very quiet, not even birdsong, a dead world.

"Are there any living things in this forest?" Rong Zijie couldn't help muttering when he felt the unusual silence.

"There's a rabbit over there." Zuo Qingyan pointed to the distance and said.

"..." Rong Zijie pressed his temple and said, "We came out early in the morning to find herbs, not to catch rabbits."

"For me, the latter is the real task." Zuo Qingyan glanced at him and said, and added, "Dumb thinks so too."

"...Where's Dumb?" Rong Zijie discovered that the green hat that had been entrenched on Zuo Qingyan's head for many years had disappeared.

"Probably go somewhere to scare the rabbit and the pheasant." Zuo Qingyan wasn't worried at all, "It's very courageous, it's fine."

"I hope." Rong Zijie couldn't think of anything that could threaten the strange plant for a while, and said with a sigh, "I'll explore the surrounding terrain and living organisms, and look for it by the way. Dumb."

As he said that, he took out his sunglasses and connected it to the computer to start drawing a map of the surrounding area, by the way, to see if there were any zombies.

Zombies are rarely seen in the depths of the mountain forest. After all, the deep forest is rarely visited by people, and the terrain is complicated, so it is a good place to avoid zombies.

"Is there anyone living here?" Zuo Qingyan asked.

Rong Zijie looked up at the front, his eyes under the lens narrowed slightly: "There are people coming, human beings, three."

Tu Fei in front also stopped: "There is someone."

"Is there someone in such a deep mountain and old forest place?" Crane tilted his head and asked suspiciously.

"Go and have a look and you'll know." After Tu Fei flew over to investigate, Zuo Qingyan touched his nose and said, "I think Brother Tu is really not suitable for dealing with people."

"Hmm..." Xianhe nodded, "With his fierce face, he can scare and cry when he meets a child."

"Hey, I thought Brother Tu's appearance was quite dignified and chivalrous."

"...Because you have never been robbed by him, otherwise you would know that he is much more vicious than bandits." Xian He touched his Qiankun bag with lingering fear and said.

Zuo Qingyan curled up his mouth and laughed: "That's right, he only robbed money, not sex, otherwise it would be good if he arrested you and made you Mrs. Yazhai."

Xianhe's brain didn't react for a moment, he stared blankly at him for a few seconds, and then suddenly... blushed.

Zuo Qingyan raised his eyebrows, and happily went back to whisper to Rong Zijie: "Do you think Ah Ming has taken a fancy to Tu Fei?"

"...You're thinking too much." Rong Zijie replied flatly.

"I believe in my feelings." Zuo Qingyan insisted.

"Is your brain full of food really credible?" Rong Zijie stabbed him.

"I think this place... should be full of brains." Zuo Qingyan recalled the effect of blowing up the zombie's head, and touched his own brain, "So, Rongrong, lack of common sense is not scary, scary What's more, he has no common sense and talks nonsense everywhere, if his brain can be filled with food, Dumb will definitely not be able to help but want to gnaw on it."

"...!"

Duan seemed to have heard his name, and fell down from a certain big tree. The bright red buds were facing Rong Zijie, and the vines all over his body were still hanging on the branches. If it looked like a person, then the current The shape is like a hanging ghost hanging upside down, but for plants, it is not a strange thing to hang their buds in mid-air, every vine likes to do it.

At this time, Tu Fei had already returned, followed by three people with vigilant expressions behind him, two men and one woman, who seemed to have traveled a long distance, their clothes were a bit torn, and their expressions were exhausted.

"Hello, we are supernatural beings from the East China Sea base. My name is Wang Qi. On the way, the plane was attacked by a fuser and crashed. The three of us parachuted and survived. This area should be the Taicang hills. Is there any supply point nearby? Is it?" one of the strong-looking men with thick eyebrows and big eyes asked, and he carried a big knife on his back.

"This is not far from the Xihe camp." Rong Zijie sized them up and said, "You said you met a fusion person? Can you fly?"

Wang Qi smiled wryly: "A group of fusion people who can fly are extremely fast. They rushed to the sky while we were flying low to confirm the situation on the ground. We failed to dodge several times, and the plane crashed."

The crane opened its mouth for a long time and could not make a sound.

"Fuck, a fusion person who can fly... This world is getting more and more perverted." At the end, he finally threw out a sentence angrily.