In the five thousand years of inheritance of ancient China, it seems that there is always awe of the "elder".
Of course, there is too much awe here. It seems that those who make elixirs, search for immortals, and long for immortality can write a book by themselves just by listing their names. I am afraid it will be unstoppable with millions of words.
Besides, even if you think stupidly, he can't compare to someone who has been spinning his brain for hundreds of years and decades. No matter how old he is, he can't stand up to someone who has hung up for dozens or hundreds of years longer than you. ah.
As they talked, the topic turned to Lin Chou - and some of Lin Chou's followers.
"Hey, Boss Lin, guess how old Mr. Gungun is this year? A few hundred years ago, would it be possible for Mr. Gungun to have been a national treasure in the zoo, where his job was to be cute?"
Lin Chou scratched his head,
"There's no need to guess. Gungun is about the same age as me. He was born a few years ago, and Gungun is not a giant panda. His body...is probably a brown bear, right?"
Master Shan burst into laughter,
"What you mean is that a brown bear has transformed into a national treasure. How new is it? Is this evolution or degeneration?"
Lin Chou glanced at him sideways,
"I suggest you reorganize the confusing language logic with reference to the rolling combat power."
"..."
Combat power? What combat power?
As for Lin Chou, Guan Gun's fighting power has nothing to do with this group of people. They are all slaps on the left and right. Whether their fighting power is three or five seems to have nothing to do with you.
Sikong said,
"Isn't Mr. Gungun here? If he were here, Master Baozhun would be the first to come up and serve tea, water, sugar and meat, hey."
Master Shan snorted,
"I think Gungun is much more reliable than some guys who walk on two legs. He even saved our lives - and that golden thread dragon, I feel embarrassed just looking at it. This is a dead star. Do you really plan to keep it forever?"
Sikong Le said cheerfully, "Master Gungun also walks on two legs!"
"..."
Lin Chou was speechless, you are the boss and want to raise the golden thread dragon. It has been bound to Gungun by the system for a long time. It is too late to say anything.
Thinking about the giant dragon that would eat a truckload of angry frogs every seven days, Lin Chou's heart was being kicked around like a ball.
Moreover, no matter how old Gungun is, Lin Chou insists that this snake must have lived at least a few hundred years, and it still retains its living habits before the great catastrophe and geological changes - this is a snake from the north. .
Lin Chou appeared at the end of the year. Xiaoqing swallowed a lot of food several times and piled it in the shape of poop. He was always thinking about the meaning of closing his eyes and sleeping a few times, but it never happened. Successfully fell asleep.
The more he couldn't sleep, the more he wanted to sleep. The more he couldn't sleep, the more irritable he became. His food intake increased exponentially. Every time he went out to hunt, he would eat as much as a piece of candied haws on a skewer. A piece of it.
At first, Lin Chou didn't react. Later, when Xiao Qing started to tear down the mountain and dig a hole, Lin Chou suddenly understood. Isn't this the rhythm of crazily hoarding fat and then digging holes to hibernate?
After struggling like this for a while, Xiaoqing became a little more honest, but still saw Tian'er follow Gungun to Zushan to vent his excess energy.
Lin Chou doesn't have to worry about any of the messy and increasingly likely weird creatures on the mountain - the fur ball is better, except for occasionally drinking blood and going to the back mountain to explode indiscriminately. Apart from nutrition, he is as good as a little doormat.
Thinking of this, Lin Chou took the fur ball out of his pocket lovingly, and when the round ball hit his head and face, he rubbed it violently.
The furball made a very pleasant sound,
"Jigujigu~"
Look, that's the gap!
A group of people were picking their teeth and crossing their legs while chatting happily, when they heard rhythmic vibrations coming from the ground, and Lin Chou let out a cry,
"It's probably these two big eaters who have come back to eat. I'll go out and take a look."
Sure enough, as soon as Lin Chou walked out of the door, he saw Gungun carrying two large and very fresh green bamboo shoots falling down, while Xiao Qing once again turned into a candied haws with no hope.
Lin Chou opened his mouth and roared at Xiao Qing,
"You still know how to come back! Look what you did to the back mountain! Do you know how many of the fish were scared to death and ran away! You...you want me to go?"
Xiao Qing bowed her head humbly and said "vomit vomit vomit" three times, and three crystal clear and fragrant snake galls, like pearls, fell on the grass.
Lin Chou na na,
"This... snake can regurgitate cud after eating too much, or something?"
He calmly put away the snake gallbladder - although Xiaoqing's snake gallbladder was as if it could be mass-produced, the supply of it was endless. The medicinal effect of brewing it into medicinal wine was really shocking. Although Lin Chou had never sold it, it was only a jar. ...No, one cup has to sell for over a million to not lose money!
By the way, he changed his expression to a pleasant one,
"Well, Qing, it's hard to digest if you eat too much. I'll get you some live angry frogs to eat later to help you digest... Hey Gungun, what kind of bamboo shoots do you have? I'll get one of them for you." Research, and I will return it to you after the research is completed..."
Everyone who was watching the excitement was speechless for a long time, my dear, this is indeed the style of Lin Lin, the No. 2 Iron Rooster Lin, who is three feet high in the sky.
Gun Gun thought for a while, but still reluctantly handed the bamboo shoot to Lin Chou, the living parent, and said a few words of "hello, me, hello, everyone" - you can give things (even if you give them reluctantly), and the book "Gun Gun" You can’t lose face either!
"Ouch, ouch~"
Lin Chou was very pleased. He took the bamboo shoot and took a look, mmp, it’s fake, this is a bamboo shoot shape made of metal copper!
Technically speaking, Lord Gungun's two bamboo shoots are each roughly shaped into a large, complete and huge lump of bornite. They are at least six meters high and one meter thick, with a light blue and shiny metallic surface. When viewed from a distance, it looks a bit green with refraction.
Lin Chou was angry,
"Why are you moving this thing home? Si Gouzi knows how to pick up such old gold. Copper is not valuable..."
"Ouch!"
"What did you say? Eat?!"
"Ouch~"
Mr. Gungun held the only remaining copper bamboo shoot in his arms and took a demonstration click, chewing it very sweetly.
The genuine copper stick was easily chewed away like cheese, with a large piece showing tooth marks.
"..."
Lin Chou's teeth ached and he suddenly remembered that Master Gungun was not Gungun, but an "iron-eating beast".
"No, do you really have the bug attribute of eating iron?"
Rolling finger points to the ground,
"Ooooooooo!"
"What? You dare to steal my cold iron ore...forget it, it's of no use anyway..."
Niang Xipi, this handsome man must have set up a fake system. Why are all the good things prepared for others!
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