Yi Ping took a group of captives to the seed room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The room with the seeds was ordinary, not much different from the others, with less beds and chairs and six more ordinary tables.

In it, there is no special instrument for storing seeds, as seen in previous lives.

A small pile of seeds is placed on each table, and next to it is a sign indicating the name of the seed, and a small handwritten planting instruction booklet is placed next to it.

Yi Ping glanced at the signs, as agreed with the Hell Fang before, they were the seeds of six medicinal herbs: joy, sorrow, pain, hatred, sorrow, and love.

The size, shape, and color of the seeds opened Yiping's eyes.

The smallest eggs are the size of an adult's fist, the largest is as thick as an adult's fist, some have a smooth surface and are as beautiful as a rain stone, and some are undulating like an ugly stone.

There are not many seeds in each pile, and there will be no more than 50 seeds on visual inspection.

Yi Ping counted a bunch of seeds with "angry fruit" written on them, and there were only 25 of them.

After looking through the instructions for the cultivation of angry fruits, Yi Ping found that the planting method was very strange.

The cultivation method is not much different from the real crop.

The only difference is that the planters have to take 300 breaths a day at each place where the seeds are buried, and each breath must not be less than five seconds.

"No wonder people are needed to plant, it turns out that what is needed is the breath of people." Yi Ping nodded, finally understanding the idea of hell.

In hell, it must be difficult to think of a living person, and I don't know how they grew these things before.

"Everyone carefully reads the instructions, and then they do it according to the planting requirements, and if they do a good job, there is a chance to reduce the sentence." Yi Ping turned to a few of the captives with bewildered expressions and said.

"I want to eat." Jiang Tingquan came up very uninterestingly and said pitifully.

Yi Ping stared at him fiercely and said, "The food will be normal from tomorrow, one pound of rice per person a day, and a few vegetables." ”

Jiang Tingquan and the others secretly swallowed their saliva when they heard this, and their eyes lit up.

For a month, they only ate a small amount of omnivorous, sometimes two biscuits, sometimes everyone shared a bowl of rice, and so they survived.

At this time, I was excited to hear that I was finally able to start eating normally.

Out of the space, Yi Ping turned on his mobile phone, and by the way, he looked at the time, and it was nearly twenty-four o'clock.

saw a few missed calls, and saw that one was the area code of the landline in Jiangnan City, which should be called by Yuanyuan.

The other is especially lovely.

"It seems that there is already news on both sides, and I don't know if it's good or bad." Yi Ping pondered.

pressed the phone and quickly connected.

"Boss, this is a mess. If nothing else, the grain will arrive tomorrow evening, a total of 600 tons. That Yi Shao asked me to help me ask if the photos in the camera could be deleted. ”

Yi Ping nodded, it seems that there is pressure, that guy will be motivated, for the sake of the same source, if that guy doesn't come out of the moth, it's nothing to delete those photos.

This is based on the fact that the ancestors of the Yi family in Kyoto seem to smell something, presumably this family will no longer be an opponent for themselves, and the most likely thing is that they have a request for themselves.

"Got it, you're doing a good job, and I'll consider giving you some benefits. That's it, when I arrived in Gangnam City, he called me so that I could be prepared. ”

Yi Ping put down the phone and had a smile on his face, as long as the food arrives and finds a place to install it, he can solve two problems by himself, one is the hell mission, and the other is the food problem in the sub-space labor camp.

"This time it's relatively smooth, just wait for the news from Yuanyuan, but unfortunately it's almost midnight now, so it's good to call him and ask about renting a warehouse." Yi Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

Yi Ping thought about it and decided to do one more thing before sleeping.

"Dragon's Sigh" and the Fang family put too much pressure on him, and if he made a slight mistake, he didn't know how to die.

Fortunately, this time he posted a post, which finally led the two sides together, and he fought to the death, so that he reaped the benefits.

But that's not enough! ・

These two families are behemoths, and they can wipe out their own family with a little manpower, how can they take it lightly?

"Add another fire and make these two burnouts." Yi Ping turned on the computer, and then entered the "Fierce Ghost Forum".

"The gods fought, I was scared to pee last night!"

Soon, Yi Ping came up with a title, and next, he wrote it in a trumpet based on a scene that a drunkard saw in the early hours of the morning.

This netizen, nicknamed "Drunken Ghost Mianmian", was passing by the surroundings of Baiyangtun last night and fell drunk in a small forest.

When I woke up, it was pitch black in front of me, and I suddenly heard a slight footstep not far away.

"There are ghosts!" He screamed in his heart.

In such a dark night, who doesn't walk with a flashlight? It can only be a ghost.

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to take a breath, and after a while, when his vision slowly adapted to the darkness, through the starlight, he vaguely saw a man in black carrying a guy in his hand, walking through the woods.

The man in black jumped seven or eight meters away for a while, and staggered again when he was drunk. Soon disappeared into the night.

"Horse, did I see the murder set on fire?" The drunken man was suddenly scared to pee.

Yi Ping wrote while thinking, and half an hour later, he posted the post on the forum.

Click on the backstage and look at the activity of the forum, 2+.

Sighing, he decided to wait a little longer for another post.

I just took out a test question and made it.

Although I have mastered the content of the 96 college entrance examination literature and history papers, I still have to do some superficial work.

At half past twelve, he went up to look at the post again, and there were already nearly 30 replies in it.

Swept it, and didn't find anything that directly echoed this thing, all of them were some people who said that Lou Pig had a big life, or that Lou Pig was so drunk that he saw a ghost or something.

"It seems that it is unrealistic to wait for others to expose the white light in the direction of Baiyangtun, and no one will be nearby at that time." Yi Ping thought about it.

If there is a guy who happens to see the white light emitted by Zhao Zhongxiang's flashbang, and then posts it on the Internet, it is most appropriate to respond to this post.

Since there is no one to send it, you can only do it yourself.

"Dude, it looks like we're having the same thing. At about half past three this morning, I had an urgent matter to pass through Baiyangtun. ”

"Halfway through, I suddenly saw a white light in front of me, not like lights, but the kind of flashbang that often appears in movies."

"During this period of time, there were some inexplicable things in the county, and there were always people who saw people coming and going at night, not like normal people, for fear that these people were doing things, so they simply returned, so as not to bump into things that should not be seen, and leave a life to support their families."