Chapter 104： Ancestral footwork (1/2)

It is not too easy to follow a group of people in the jungle—especially a group of people who are burdened with a hundred kilograms and do not know how to hide their whereabouts.

Lin Chou and Zuo Chen only needed to carry the footprints left by the four people dragging the heavy objects on the moist ground.

The thicker and thicker fog can cover everything. If the other party does not have any black technology such as bio-radar infrared scanning, which should not exist in the primitive tribe, it will be found without any risk.

”Brother Chou, what do you think they do to catch that hapless mushroom addiction?”

Anyway, it won't be caught back to stew the soup.

Zuo Chen said to himself, ”Are there any evil rituals? How can there be no messy beliefs and gods worthy of such an ugly oil painting on the face, well, it must be.”

”Oh, I have a lot of ugly bone sculptures that I haven't put in my backpack. They are suitable for selling to this group of primitive people...

Lin Chou's eyes widened, ”Bonsai, I'm very serious about communicating with you a question.”

The potted plants are quail-shaped, with low eyebrows and fine powder on both cheeks, ”Well, brother Sorrow~! You said it, people are listening.”

”Please, call me, Lin Chou!”

”Good brother Sorrow.”

”If you call me Brother Sorrow again, I will smash your posterior molars, and then...”

”No problem, brother!”

”...”

The convenient shovel held a beautiful knife in his hand, ”Wu Na monster, eat Laozi with a shovel!!”

After all, the shovel did not fall on the potted plant.

It's not that Lin Chou's conscience found Lianxiang Xiyu, Bah... there is no Lianxiang and Xiyu at all.

(Sorry, my hands slipped, the above sentence is a beautiful misunderstanding.)

As the two chased, their eyes suddenly lit up, and the boundless Lin Hai seemed to be grabbed by an invisible giant hand, forming a sinkhole.

The stream around the tiankeng is cut off here, turning into a series of hanging snow-white horses, and several rainbows of seven colors run across the tiankeng.

The boundless fog is completely repelled here, and the orange sky can be clearly seen above the tiankeng.

Any beauty in Lin Chou's eyes is inseparable from the misty steam of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and he still sighs unconsciously, ”It's a wonderful environment, the right time and the right people, there is no shortage of it!”

Then I got a little dew on my finger, standing on the edge of the tiankeng and holding my finger, ”Well, it’s a little bit too close, the temperature is slightly higher, but the bottom of the tiankeng must be perfect.”

Zuo Chen asked curiously, ”Brother Chou, what are you talking about? Um, such a beautiful scenery, and a woman who is so beautiful in my paintings, Brother Chou, do you want to do something special? Hmm~!”

”Of course I do, special, extremely, and unusual thinking!” There was a fiery light in Lin Chou's eyes.

”Well, Brother Sorrow.” Zuo Chen lowered his eyes, and said like a mosquito, ”Hehe, I hate it, although people like you very much, but if you are so direct, they will still be shy. Well, before the bridal chamber banquet, Do you want to discuss the issue of the bride price? I want to marry my aunt... For a woman like a girl like water, tens of millions of circulation points are indispensable, plus a few hundred kilograms of Tier 5 magic plant essence , A sixth-order alien beast source crystal shining with colorful light can be made into a ring, which is barely possible~”

Lin Chou didn't notice Zuo Chen's words at all, and the light in his eyes burst into sparks, ”How can the old Lin family's ancestral craftsmanship be lost in my hands? I am a man destined to be the God of Cooking! It is bound to be restored to Lutai. The original flavor of Bong Xin! Such a harmonious scenery is simply created by God for the purpose of making ham. This unusual low temperature after the cataclysm, this gentle breeze, this wonderful humidity, I just can’t control it. With the passion in my heart, I can’t wait to immediately start trying to make ham with my own hands!!”

The corners of the pot's mouth twitched, and his face suddenly became dark and gloomy, ”You! Here! Old! Mother! Next! Go! Go! Wow, yeah, cut off the foot of the son and the ox in the mountains!!!”