What about Lin Chendong?

He endured more than 20 heavenly thunder tribulations, and the clothes on his body were not only shredded, but the skin on his body was also split into flesh, which made Yuelong and the others next to him full of heartache, as if they were splitting on them.

Until the heavenly thunder disappeared and the spiritual rain and purple nebula rained down, Lin Chendong carried the "Transformation Spiritual Technique" like a whale swallowing water, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy and spiritual rain, so that the injuries on his body recovered instantly;

At this time, Lin Chendong's Yuan Shen was under the original kind of stars, and he was contemplating the "Ten Thousand Ancient Stars Formula" and absorbing the power of the stars, like a monk who went into silence.

"Eldest sister, now Lin Chendong is fine, you go and take a rest, we can watch it here." Yuelong saw that Lin Chendong had recovered from his injuries, and his body was surrounded by wisps of purple qi, with a little starlight in the purple qi, which was very mysterious.

"Well, you are guarding him here, he seems to be contemplating something, and he will not wake up for a moment. "This ice muscle jade skin, smooth and crispy, noble and elegant temperament reveals a swaying charm, seductive, haunting the soul of the Yueling Yuqing Sect Master said.

"Understood, we will stay here!" The big snow mountain, which had been shattered by the thunder, revealed its plump # fullness standing in the air, and said with Ye Hanling, the eldest lady's breathing, trembling slightly.

It's not just Hanling a woman, Yuelong and a few of them are like this, on their snow-white complexion, the pair on their chests stand proudly on the mountain, and there is a lot of blood left, which makes people feel pity.

Fortunately, there are no outsiders here, otherwise, it will definitely feast your eyes, that body is snow-white, beautiful like a fairy, just presented in the night wind, some blood stains on the body, a little more poignant.

The time of the spiritual rain is more than half an hour longer than usual, and the trees of the entire Qingtan Mountain are also growing wildly, growing into towering ancient trees, making people look at the past, and the whole mountain seems to have become much bigger.

Of course, the rare medicinal materials planted on the mountain are also growing wildly, especially those ginseng, which grow thicker than large radish, and Ganoderma lucidum, which grows on grass and trees, exuding a faint aura.

In the middle of the night.

The leaders in the urban area, after reading the documents in their hands, had not slept for two hours, and the mobile phone rang, making them feel heavy sleep, touching the mobile phone next to the pillow, opening their sleepy eyes with difficulty, and answering the phone very tiredly, saying:

"What's the matter, is the harvest over?"

"Leader, things are not good!" said a voice on the phone.

"What's wrong?" the leader, who was still sleepy just now, heard a voice on the phone, sat up and asked.

"Just now there was a strange appearance in the village, thunder and lightning like a silver dragon continued to slash on the top of the mountain behind the village, and then it turned into a sword-shaped thunderbolt, falling from the clouds on the top of the mountain, until these thunderbolts disappeared and snow and rain fell in the sky......"

Another subordinate on the phone told his leader about the vision that happened in the village surnamed Lin just now, and described it very vividly and as if it were immersive.

Lingyu, the leaders have heard before, the crayfish in the village look the same every day, and the reason is related to the spiritual rain that the villagers said.

"Do you all take pictures of this phenomenon?" The leader does not believe the words of his subordinates, but he needs evidence, and he needs to send this evidence to the people above.

"When it comes to taking pictures, I get angry, all the colleagues present, for some reason, all the mobile phone camera functions are broken, and none of them can be photographed. He scolded on the phone.

“……”

After hearing this, he asked again: "Are the crayfish seedlings in the pond growing up again?"

"Yes, the crayfish seedlings that have just been put in are now growing rapidly, Lin Langtian said, after dawn, they can be harvested again. But we and some of the villagers have not slept for a day and a night since yesterday, and I am afraid that they will not be able to hold on. He kept watch by the pond and watched what was going on in the pond.

The crayfish seedlings in the pond just now, very pitiful, now see the clear water, red, dense crayfish are growing rapidly, they are greedy to drink water, drinking a faint aromatic pond water.

"Didn't you just say that after being drenched in the spiritual rain, there is no problem or fatigue on your body, is it true?" the leader asked on the phone.

"Yes, I gave you a little in a water bottle, and you said you were going to use it as a ...... test."

"Melt, you take it now, I'll drive the car over now and give me a drink. The leader said on the phone.

"What about tomorrow's harvest, I don't think there will be enough manpower for tomorrow. The subordinate said on the phone.

"I'll mobilize some idle people to help, you don't have to worry about this, I'll go over now. He thought of the miracles in the village and didn't want to pursue the truth.

Because he had already thought of a possibility in his heart, although he had not seen these phenomena, but as in the mythological stories, he felt that the surname Lin Village was definitely not as simple as he imagined, and there might be immortals living on the mountain.

As a smart person, he thinks that those layers are not something that he can touch, so it is not a bad thing not to know many things.

The villagers in the village, as well as the neighboring villagers, although it was about three o'clock in the morning, although they had been busy for a day and a night, there was no trace of fatigue in them, only a look of refreshment.

"Everybody lines up, now we pay yesterday's wages and overtime, and then everyone goes home for breakfast and continues to work tomorrow morning. Lin Langtian and various financial staff said to the farmers below.

"Vice President Lin, how much will be sent this time?" The villagers below were very concerned about how much money they could get this time.

"The working hours of each day are counted as eight hours a day, and if they exceed eight hours, one hour will be counted as one hundred and fifty yuan, and an increase of fifty yuan. Everyone lined up and paid their wages in a unified manner, with 2,500 yuan per person paid 24 hours a day. Lin Langtian said to them.

"Two thousand five hundred yuan? good, good ......"

Some migrant workers think that in the past, when they went to work in big cities, it was only 2,500 yuan, or at most 3,000 yuan, but now with the development of the economy, it is only 5,000 or 6,000 yuan a month.

"Come one by one, after receiving it, they all go back to breakfast, come to work at seven o'clock in the morning, and may have to work overtime tomorrow, and then three thousand yuan in wages and overtime pay will be paid. Lin Langtian said to the villagers.

If you work here, you don't have breakfast, but you have lunch and dinner, two meals, overtime at night, and a few bread snacks.

So Lin Langtian asked them to go back in the morning to cook breakfast, or go back to rest for two or three hours, and after breakfast, they should come back to work again, so as not to starve them all.

"Those who come from outside here come here to receive overtime pay, four hours, six hundred yuan!" Lin Langtian said to the employees in the unit who rushed over to help.

The personnel of some units, thinking of the farms that are also state-owned and private-owned, have a little thought of coming here to work and ask:

"Mr. Lin, how many times a month do you harvest here, can we transfer to you to work?"

(End of chapter)