Leng Xiyan, Ma Cheng, He Xiaoliang felt furious in the face of such a strange scene.

The cool breeze gusted in the valley, and the three of them were even more trembling, and they were all stunned; "I jumped into the lake and died, but I can still float up for Mao, and this whole body qi ring reflects a strange aura, it is definitely not a normal person, is it a water ghost?"

Zimo took the clothes from the stunned Leng Xiyan and quickly put them on.

And Leng Xiyan, Ma Cheng, and He Xiaoliang looked at Zimo's chic clothes like plaster statues, and they were half-convinced, but they couldn't be sure if this Zimo was alive Zimo, because this was beyond the scope of normal people's lives.

Zimo got dressed, snatched his Tieqing sword from Xiao Liang's hand, and stuck it behind his back: "You guys aren't too hot, this big sun, standing here to cover it!"

Leng Xiyan was puzzled and courageous, and poked Zimo's side waist with his hand.

Zimo sighed and jumped away half a step, turned his back to Ma Cheng, and looked at Leng Xiyan with strange eyes, not knowing that Leng Xiyan was going to poke himself for Mao.

Ma Cheng was behind Zimo and also poked Zimo with his fingers.

Zimo was looking at Leng Xiyan strangely, but Ma Cheng also poked himself with his fingers from the back, and immediately dodged and jumped away: "You guys are evil!

He Xiaoliang saw Zimo jumping around, kicked the bull's eye and asked, "You are Zimo on your dog day, and you are not dead?"

Zimo walked towards the shade of the tree, and glanced back at Leng Xiyan, Ma Cheng, and He Xiaoliang as he walked: "Do you want me to die? Why do I want to die, but I just swim for a while, and I also want to drown!"

He Xiaoliang quickly caught up with Zimo, and poked Zimo's left shoulder with her finger, Zimo was unguarded, "Ah! It hurts! Your head is broken! I will cut a tree for you to shade the sun, I knew that you were evil, it is better to kill you 2 goods"

"Zimo of the black briquette, hiding in the water to scare us, say quickly, is it using reeds" Xiaoliang quickly chased and poked Zimo.

Ma Cheng, Leng Xiyan also copied from the two breads: "I thought it was true...... , but for Mao has a halo, how did you get black briquettes?"

The three of them surrounded Zimo, and began to take turns with six arms to stretch enough to poke Zimo, it hurts! It should be a living person, we want you to hurt well.

"Don't poke, don't poke, Xiaoliang, you shitty black hand, you're trying to poke me, look, it's all red!"

"Poke red? I want to see if I can poke the blood, and if I poke the blood, it shows that you are a living person, and you can't poke it?

"Brothers, big brothers, I can't call you big brothers, it hurts to poke people" Zimo dodged indiscriminately, begging for mercy.

The three of them asked at the same time: "How did you get the aura when you came out of the water on the dog day, it's weird and scary?"

"Aura?ah?oh, it's a gas shield, the air shield refracts the sun!" Zimo suddenly understood what they were asking.

"It's useful to practice a gas shield, it's not so much kung fu, you can break it with a knife with a slight cut, poke you, come on, luck shield, see if we can break it" Ma Cheng snorted disdainfully, and stepped up his pursuit of Zimo.

"Big brother, three big brothers, I'm a broken air shield, don't poke, don't poke, it hurts"

"It's not enough to just call the eldest brother, we were busy all night yesterday, and you are still hiding in the water and scary, you are cooking these days" Leng Xiyan first proposed, taking this opportunity to get rid of this arduous task of cooking.

"Cheng, Cheng, I'll do it, I'll do it" Zimo chick nodded like a rice peck in agreement.

Ma Cheng was afraid to pull himself down and then said: "Run errands for me, you can do whatever I tell you to do, it's okay to serve tea and pour water, right?"

"No problem, no problem, everything is fine"

Before He Xiaoliang could speak, Zimo said sincerely to Xiaoliang: "Silver, gold, equipment or something, I'll carry it, I'll carry it, I'll change the medicinal materials, I'll sell it, you old man rest."

"Get out! You're worried about my money, who wants you to carry the money or something, expenses, accounting or something, you don't know the ball, along the way, you and Hongyue pit hundreds of taels of silver, it's a pure waste, let you manage the silver, we will all drink the northwest wind in a few days, get out!" He Xiaoliang immediately stood still, mindedly guarding his money bag, and looked at Zimo cautiously.

"Haha, haha" After Ma Cheng and Leng Xiyan gloated and laughed, He Xiaoliang found out that he had fallen for Zimo, and immediately shouted loudly: "You go to sell medicine on dog days, go to hand in tasks, come back, give me money, it's not okay to lose a copper coin"

"These medicinal herbs, you count them for me, not one of them can be bad" He Xiaoliang was confident, and his hands were on his hips.

"Okay, okay, you work hard, but I can't finish these herbs alone, if you don't worry, it doesn't matter if I run five or six times, others take advantage of the opportunity...... , don't blame me," Zimo said, pointing to dozens of piles of herbs piled up haphazardly.

Leng Xiyan, Ma Cheng, and He Xiaoliang looked at dozens of piles of herbs, looked at Zimo, and looked at the empty valley and lake: "Herbs, of course we have to get them back to Anqu District together, I'm not afraid that others will steal them, I'm afraid that you Zimo won't be able to finish it and throw it into the lake."

Ma Cheng began to collect small bundles of herbs and stacked them in the shade of an extra tree (where several people slept) out of thin air

He Xiaoliang began to weave a large rattan net, and Zimo put the small bundles of medicinal materials collected by Ma Cheng into a large rattan woven net, tied tightly, and the bundle was strong.

Leng Xiyan picked up a large bundle of rattan from a hillside and threw it to the ground: "Do you want rattan?"

He Xiaoliang didn't raise his head at the fork, "Let's take the medicinal herbs back, not bring the rattan back, you don't get tired of making such rattan."

Leng Xiyan twitched a thin rattan, pretending to smoke He Xiaoliang, Xiaoliang was so frightened that she lowered her head and laughed.

Leng Xiyan said, "Come, I'll help you get a huge net"

He Xiaoliang is compiling: "Huge?"

Leng Xi said: "Zimo's back! Zimo has the strength to carry his sister, but he doesn't have the strength to carry herbs."

"Oh yes! yes, yes, come and see my giant vine A net"

Soon, on the flower and grass by the lake, there were four piles of herbs tied with rattan nets, three of which were half a person high, and a pile of large rattan nets and herbs that were almost two meters high.

Leng Xiyan, Ma Cheng, and He Xiaoliang stood by the half-human-high pile of herbs early, and one of them grabbed one and carried it on his back: "Zimo, Zimo's big one belongs to you."

Leng Xiyan, Ma Cheng, He Xiaoliang picked up and hurriedly pulled out, and walked in the direction of the safe area of the Qiangyi Pavilion.

Zimo surrounded the huge pile of herbs that was taller than himself, scratching his head, "It's really dark, my pile, top the three of you, it's too dark, I'm afraid I'm going to climb back"

"Haha, haha, you climb, you crawl like a snail"

Zimo tidied up the long sword and his bag, went to the edge of the lake again, wrapped the muddy basketball-sized stone with the remaining vine net, and then carried the huge two-meter-high pile of herbs on his back, still holding the muddy stone in his arms.

The pile of herbs, although huge, is not very heavy, this is the feeling of Zimo, and the stone is not very heavy.

"It's so heavy, it's so heavy, this half-human-tall herb, I'm afraid there are about two hundred catties" He Xiaoliang climbed over a small mountain, panting.

"Shen is a little heavy, but it's okay, go quickly, don't slow down" Ma Cheng urged behind.

"I feel just right, and I can still block the noon sun" Leng Xiyan said in the back.

"Zimo, Zimo won't sink his back and not move, why haven't I seen the dog chasing after him" Xiaoliang suddenly saw that Zimo didn't make a sound, turned around and looked back, sure enough, on the mountain road, it was the three of them.

Only then did the three of them stop, leaning on the two trees on the mountain road, looking sideways and looking back.

"A stone roars! black oil black oil roar!"

"A handsome guy yells! Nobody, nobody, nobody!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

A huge bundle of herbs sprang out and bent over the mountain road.