Chapter 822: Shameful Waste
"I feel it too!"
Guanyin shuddered, and even got a little windy.
"How to break the weather, cold and hot!"
Yang Chan complained.
"I can't tell, but this is the test for us!"
Guanyin comforted.
The scorching heat has been eliminated, and those who have escaped the heat have come back one after another, wilting, and basically listless, as if they were going to die.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
In less than a few minutes, it was pouring rain.
The river, which had dried up just now, is flowing again.
"Great!"
The surviving trespassers, cheering and jumping, ran wildly in the rain, plunged their heads into the river, and drank in one gulp.
Tang Seng roughly counted them, only more than 200 people were alive, and the rest were dead.
In just a few moments, the rain in the sky began to turn into hail and fall down.
Hail is easier to deal with than the scorching heat, just find a boulder to hide underneath.
Tang Seng put away the tent and also took refuge under the stones, his big bald head was smashed by hail, and he would definitely be able to get red and swollen.
The sound of the start of hail is crackling.
Later, it was directly bang!
The size of the hailstones, one bigger than the other, one harder than the other.
Ahh
In the crowd, there are constantly sneezing sounds, one hot and one cold, and the body must not be able to stand it.
Finally, perhaps the owner of the island opened his eyes, and the hail finally stopped.
Everyone came out from under the stones.
簌簌簌......
As soon as the hail stopped, snowflakes began to fall in the sky again.
Like goose feathers, keep falling!
There was no choice but to hide under the rocks again.
As the time passed, the snow continued, and in the end, everyone was buried directly along with the boulder!
After an hour, the snow finally stopped.
And with that, it's bone-chilling!
In the blink of an eye, the snow froze and froze.
The corners of people's mouths were bruised and shivering.
At this time, there is no fuel, and there is only one result, waiting for death!
Tang Seng had some urge to urinate, so he went to the neighborhood to relieve himself, and just after urinating, he became a popsicle, and he felt that the temperature was at least dozens of degrees below zero.
There is also a trend of continuous cooling!
"No, I'm going to die!"
Yang Chan's face was ugly.
Guanyin was no better, pretending to be reserved, but in fact, his whole body was cold, and his teeth chattered silently.
Tang Seng didn't panic at all, the system has banknotes, and the monster Shenhao system is never short of money.
But after opening the Qiankun bag, Tang Seng was dumbfounded, the silver ticket was spent, and the system didn't give it away for a long time.
Including going to Lingshan to learn scriptures before, those Buddhism were also burned, and there were no combustible items at all.
'That's fucking it!' ’
Tang Seng was very depressed.
And at this moment, a foul smell wafted from not far away.
Several people gathered in front of them, and the bonfire was burning.
"Huh?"
Guanyin was the first to cry out.
Because what those people burned turned out to be dried corpses that had just been exposed to the scorching sun, because there was no water, only some fat remained, and it was simply used for heating.
"You guys!"
Guanyin was a little angry, and he didn't even let go of the dead.
"What the hell is it to you!"
The other party said disdainfully.
"Leave them alone!"
Tang Seng gently pulled down the corner of Guanyin's clothes and whispered, "Everything is natural selection." ”
After burning one dried corpse, another was burned.
There was a pungent smell all around.
Tang Seng exchanged three gas masks and put them on, so that the expressions of the two of them were better.
Seeing a few people like this, others follow suit, and they can't freeze to death!
Soon, all the dried corpses were burned, and no matter whether they were the same family or not, or how good the relationship was before their death, now they only pursue to survive.
"That's human nature!"
Yang Chan couldn't bear to look at it, and silently lay on Guanyin's shoulder, silent.
"There it is!"
Tang Seng suddenly thought of a good idea.
Isn't there a lack of fuel, there is a large amount of Shenji grass in the system, this thing can be burned, there are hundreds of thousands of plants anyway.
"Ding Dong, the exchange is successful!"
When Tang Seng took it out, Guanyin didn't know why, and asked: "What do you want to do, won't you use the magic grass to exchange the dried corpse for warmth?" I'm against it! ”
"I don't feel right either!"
Yang Chan followed up and said, "It's disgusting." ”
"I'm not going to change the corpse, but I'm going to use the magic grass to keep warm!"
Tang Seng explained.
"You're crazy!"
Yang Chan asked in shock.
"Tang Seng, these magic machines are not easy to come by, don't waste them, you still expect them to pass the second level!"
Guanyin also thought that Tang Seng did not have many amounts, so he was worried.
"Don't worry about this, anyway, I have a lot here, don't use it in vain!"
As he spoke, Tang Seng lit a few, and the small flames slowly ignited.
Unexpectedly, Shenji grass is also a particularly flame-resistant plant, and the surroundings will soon be warm.
"That's great!"
Tang Seng rubbed his hands, and his body warmed up a little bit.
This is not enough, Tang Seng exchanged three sets of down jackets from the system, and wore them on his body, which was simply crooked.
After burning a few plants, Tang Seng took out another handful and continued to burn.
"Tang Seng, how much magic grass do you have, don't waste too much, this is a good thing!"
Guanyin was a little reluctant, and she was going to feel distressed.
Others have worked hard and may not be able to find it, but Tang Seng is burning wantonly here!
Crackling!
Burning, and pleasant sounds.
Guanyin was stunned.
"Don't you think the fire is not big enough, then add some more magic grass!"
Tang Seng took out dozens of them and threw them into the fire.
Guanyin is a careful planner, a woman who can live, and has quite an opinion about Tang Seng being such a loser.
She prepares that in the future, she must educate Tang Seng well and let him learn to be diligent and thrifty.
Yang Chan didn't care about these at all, just follow Tang Seng to enjoy it.
The sky was getting darker, and night was beginning to fall.
The dried corpses burned, they couldn't stand burning, and after a while, those people burned out, surrounded by darkness and cold again!
"It's so cold!"
Those people know how to tremble, and they can't speak.
The whole person is frozen!
"Look! Monk's side! ”
I don't know who shouted, Tang Seng was having a bonfire over there.
They are cheeky and come over to warm up!
"Why?"
Tang Seng's face froze.
Just now, they burned their corpses, and they smelled all over their bodies, so they had to stay away.
"Go away, this is our fire, not for you!"
Yang Chan's face was gloomy.
looks selfish, Tang Seng likes this selfishness!
"Can't you hear, I'm not going to bake the fire for you, get out!"
Tang Seng scolded.
"Ah, what are you burning?"
Someone was careful and found that the fuel seemed to be a god grass.
"Divine Grass, what a Divine Grass!"
Everyone has been polishing their eyes, worthy of the name, too unbelievable.
"He actually burned the magic grass to keep warm, and he ruined the heavens!"
The men were stunned, and their jaws almost fell to the ground.
Others couldn't find it with all their might, but he threw it into the fire, and he didn't look distressed at all!
I've never seen such a wasteful person!
"High monk, you will be punished for doing this!"
Someone swallowed his saliva, as long as there is one plant, the second level will be passed, but among these people, nearly ninety percent of them do not have magic grass.
"What, you said the fire wasn't big enough?"
Tang Seng tilted his head and said, "This is easy to do, burn it another thousand!" ”
A large stack of Shenji grass, like waste grass, was thrown into the fire casually.
“……”
Everyone was dumbfounded, they were afraid of Tang Seng's strength, they didn't dare to grab it, their eyes stared straight ahead, as if it was not the divine grass that was burning, but their bodies.
It hurts their hearts deeply!
(End of chapter)