No one has found valuable information in this plantation, or, in their understanding, they do not know what is the key to cleaning up this rule pollution.

"What now?"

Wu Shitong is very uncomfortable, he is the oldest, his body is not good, even if it is the pollution caused by the gods, he can't bear it, if this is replaced by a god corpse, he has been radiated into a dead flesh man.

"Choose a direction and find your way!"

Lin Baici already had an idea.

"Which way are you going?"

Li Yintong knew that it would not work to stay here all the time, and he would have to go out.

"I'd suggest going this way!"

Luo Jiaming proposed.

"Reason!"

Zhong Shumann looked at this dragon level and attached great importance to his opinion.

"Feel!"

Luo Jiaming laughed: "My sixth sense is very accurate!"

In fact, no, Luo Jiaming just wants to make his own choice, so that even if the road ahead is full of dangers, he doesn't have to blame others.

After all, they all picked themselves.

Zhong Shuman rolled his eyes.

"Hey, Lin Shen, you're too fast, if you leave a captive, we'll know where to go!"

In Luo's words, there was a little complaint.

"Go this way!"

Lin Baici ignored Luo Laohan and made a choice.

Everyone looked in the direction that Lin Baici was facing.

"Why?"

Huang Cheng humbly asked, he looked around, and didn't find anything different here!

"When the blacks broke up just now, although they ran around, they all gathered in this direction."

Lin Baici explained.

The plantation is surrounded by corn fields, and the large corn stalks more than two meters high are like green chopsticks stuck in the ground, impermeable.

Although the escaped black slaves got in, they could roughly tell the direction of their flight by the sway of the corn stalks.

Lin Baici climbed onto the roof just now and climbed high to look into the distance, just to confirm this.

"I see!"

Luo Jiaming nodded: "This idea is good!"

"Hmm!"

Huang Cheng tugged at his jersey and wiped the sweat on his face, it was too hot this day.

"My Ringo is wise!"

Li Yintong crossed his hands on his hips with a proud expression.

"Don't be embarrassed!"

Lin Bai was speechless.

"Although this kind of small detail is not very high-end, it is also very powerful to be able to think of the next plan of action when shooting against black slaves!"

Zhong Shuman's praise is much more pleasing to the ear than that of the sister.

In fact, it is also the case, when everyone sees the black slaves swarming over, the first thing they think of is to save their lives, how to deal with them, and they don't think about the rest of the matter at all.

Thinking in the face of a rain of bullets and thinking in a quiet library are not the same at all, the gap is too big.

"Grab food and weapons and go!"

After Lin Bai finished speaking, he began to move in the direction of the black slave escaping.

Li Yintong hurriedly followed.

"What are you doing?"

Luo Jiaming turned around, waved his big hand, and pulled his head at the seven points in front of him: "Hurry up and get the supplies!"

This kind of dirty work, there is no need for Lin Baici to tell him, Luo Jiaming, as a mature social person, already knows what to do.

If these people were god hunters, he might be polite, but they were all miscellaneous fish and rookies, so I'm sorry......

Let's bleed and sweat Lao Tzu!

If I don't squeeze you dry, I'm sorry for Lao Tzu's status.

Luo Jiaming worked so hard in the ruins, isn't it just to be superior!

"Why don't they take it?"

Ma Xiaoyun muttered, tone

Full of resentment.

This is clearly to make yourself a coolie.

Luo Jiaming stared at the female anchor: "What did you say?"

"I didn't speak!"

Ma Xiaoyun denied it.

"Heh, it can't be that I heard it wrong, right?"

Luo Jiaming also wanted to pick a chicken and kill the monkey.

In this temporary team, Lin Baici is a giant, he can't afford to mess with him, that sister has a good relationship with him, and he can't be offended, so it's okay to be the No. 3 person, right?

"Big brother, she didn't speak!"

The photographer with the musket is a lot tougher.

When he was talking to Luo Jiaming, he put his right index finger on the trigger, and although the muzzle of the gun was facing the ground, he was facing Luo Jiaming head-on, and as long as he raised the muzzle, he could shoot directly.

Luo Jiaming looked at the photographer: "What? You're going to kill me?"

The photographer shook his head, but in the next second, Luo Jiaming was like a tiger predatoring, exerting force under his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the photographer.

Syllable!

Luo Jiaming grabbed the gun with one hand and slammed it into the photographer's mouth with the other.

Syllable!

The photographer was spun around, and with a bang, he fell to the ground like mud, and then spit out saliva mixed with teeth.

"Hey, Lao Tzu can't afford to mess with Lin Baici, and he can't clean up a few of you little O cubs?"

Luo Jiaming spat in the photographer's face: "Do you think you are very powerful if you have a gun?"

"A hundred of you like this, Lao Tzu can kill him with his bare hands!"

Luo Jiaming kicked the photographer and swept over these people with a fierce gaze: "Now, who else doesn't want to listen to my orders?"

Everyone lowered their heads and hurried to comply.

Wu Shitong didn't hold it up, and turned around to look for supplies.

"Hey, forget it!"

Luo Jiaming shouted to him: "I'll give Lin Shen face!"

"Thank you!"

Wu Shitong thanked him, but he felt sad in his heart, he was the richest man in Haijing, and he was also one of the top ten richest people in the country, but he had to rely on Lin Baici's relationship to avoid being punished.

The crowd got busy.

The bacon hanging under the chimney, the potatoes and onions from the warehouse, and the brown bread and some blueberries were all brought with them, and then went to chase Lin Baici.

Regardless of whether it was useful or not, except for Luo Jiaming, everyone else brought a musket.

They feel that holding this thing gives them a sense of security.

Half an hour later, everyone caught up with Lin Baici.

"Why is it so slow?"

Zhong Schumann complained that in case of danger, he didn't want to use cannon fodder.

"It's fast enough!"

Luo Jiaming kept driving these people to hurry up.

Now, everyone is tired enough to choke.

Ma Xiaoyun, the photographer, and the woman with the lip ring, all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that they had joined Lin Baici, and they sat on the ground one by one, seizing the time to rest.

"Why don't you let them rest for a while?"

Huang Cheng suggested.

I don't know how long I will have to walk next, and I have to use my physical strength reasonably.

"Lin Shen in person, can you be a good person?"

Luo Jiaming sprayed, he actually did it on purpose, he wanted to get Lin Baici to the point of being alone, so that once he and Lin Baici had a conflict, this young man wearing a Real Madrid jersey should be on his side.

"Stop arguing!"

Lin Baici frowned: "Rest for ten minutes!"

Lin Baici glanced at the Luo family, what is this Luo Laohan doing?

The photographer took out a water bottle from his backpack, unscrewed the lid, and poured it several times before he comfortably exhaled a mouthful of turbidity.

"Give me a few sips!"

Ma Xiaoyun stretched out his hand.

"Save some drink!"

Photographer reminds.

"Yes!"

Ma Xiaoyun said that he knew, but when he raised his head and drank it, it was not enough, and he drank it like a cow, and poured it violently.

"Damn, you drink so much?"

The photographer was upset and wanted to snatch the kettle back.

Ma Xiaoyun grabbed it twice, didn't grab it, and complained angrily: "If you don't finish drinking it earlier, wait for others to drink their water and come to rob you, can you keep it?"

The photographer's face froze.

It's really possible.

I save my own drink, but what if others let go of it?

The photographer took a look around and found that Luo Jiaming and Huang Cheng drank casually, and those people at the head of the seven minutes were quite economical, and Lin Baici was there, and there was no movement at present.

The cleaner and the waitress of the bar, the two of them stayed together, huddled together to keep warm, did not go to Lin Bai to be courteous, and did not bully ordinary people like them.

Wu Shitong and the two bodyguards walked around Lin Baici's side.

In the foursome, the woman with the lip ring drank a few sips of water, and frowned in disgust: "Didn't you wash this water bladder?" It smells weird!"

"It's good to drink some!"

Seven points are also disgusted, but what can be done?

There is no bottled water in this day and age.

"Shall we give Lin Shen some water?"

The leather-pants woman proposed.

"Didn't those two bodyguards bring water?"

The blonde head was not happy, he didn't know how long it would take to meet the next water source, and he didn't want to run out of water and be thirsty.

"Give it to yourself."

Qifentou stood up: "Otherwise, people will ask for it, will you give it?"

"Take it, take it!"

The blonde head has a gloomy face.

This is the world of the jungle, without force, even a mouthful of water can't hold him.

Qifentou went to Lin Baici with a sheepskin water bladder, and the leather pants girl hurriedly followed.

She won't let go of this opportunity to earn favor.

"Lin Shen, can you drink some water?"

Seven points with a smile on his face.

"No, you drink!"

Lin Bai declined.

"Drink some, on such a hot day, you must replenish water in time, otherwise you will suffer from heat stroke!"

The hot women in leather pants want to take off their tops and leather pants.

I don't know what season it is now?

The sun hung in the sky, the heat wave was blowing, and the pants had long been stuck together because of sweat and skin, which was very uncomfortable.

"I have!"

Lin Baici smiled.

"Do you have?"

The woman in leather pants was stunned.

Lin Baici took out the white antler bone flute and blew it twice, and then after a white flash of light, the reindeer sleigh appeared.

"it!"

The woman in leather pants was shocked.

The others also looked over, and when they saw the reindeer's back, dragging two canvas bags that were stuffed to the brim, their eyes were instantly overflowing with envy.

It's all supplies, right?

it!

This is a space god taboo, right?

It's really cool to have this thing.

Lin Baici opened his backpack, took out a few bottles of mineral water, and threw them to Li Yintong and Zhong Shuman.

"Thank you, Brother Ring!"

The sister grinned, "Do you want me to offer a fragrant kiss?"

"How much is your kiss worth?"

Zhong Shuman joked that she knew that she was cheap with her sister this time, and without her face, Lin Baici probably wouldn't give her mineral water.

Lin Baici unscrewed the cap of the bottle, took a few big sips, then raised his head, poured the rest on his face, and flushed,

Cool down and refresh.

"Nima!"

The blonde head made this scene aggrieved, and he had to save the strange smell of water here, but this one was good, he drank clean mineral water, and used it for a shower.

Exercise!

Wait for Lao Tzu

has become a dragon, and will definitely get back all the face lost today.

Although he was ruthless in his heart, the blonde head knew that even if he did it ten times again, he probably wouldn't be able to do it.

「……」

Ma Xiaoyun was dumbfounded, and there is such a magical thing?

The photographer fumbled with the musket, not knowing what he was thinking.

Li Yintong looked at the expressions of these people, and felt happy in his heart.

This little bit of material scared you?

Brother Lin also has a monk's bowl, which can hold a lot of things, even if he wanders on a desert island for ten years, life will not be bitter.

"Lin Shen, you also have a sled?"

Luo Laohan leaned over and admired the reindeer: "This can be used as a vehicle, right?"

"Well, in the snow!"

Running on the highway is too bumpy, and the speed is not fast, unless the situation is forced to do so, Lin Baici will not use it.

"How much can it carry?"

Luo Laohan looked at the two bags: "Is that all?"

"Hmm!"

"Why don't you fill the sled too?"

Luo Laohan didn't understand.

"There's no need!"

Lin Bai's remarks were perfunctory.

「……」

Luo Jiaming felt that Lin Baici was too trusting, and if he changed himself, he would definitely stuff this thing full.

What he didn't know was that Lin Baici's black altar bowl had a lot of storage space, and it had never been filled until now.

"By the way, I heard that the Great Shaman also has a sleigh cart!"

Luo Laohan broke the news.

"You mean Shakira of the Illumination Order, right?"

Zhong Shumann was speechless: "This kind of material is not a secret, there are many on the Origin Forum!"

「……」

Li Yintong's heart was like a cat scratching, she really wanted to tell these two people, didn't expect it?

This sleigh is Shakira's.

"Wait, generally speaking, the rule pollution created by the divine taboo will have something to do with the origin of the god taboo, and now it is a plantation and a black slave, do you think it is the people of the Light Hermit who created this rule pollution?"

Luo Laohan has a big head, if it is really this organization, it will be a big trouble.

"It doesn't matter who he is, if he touches my Brother Lin, he will die

It's set!"

Li Yintong is super confident in Lin Baici.

The photographer, who was sitting not far away, suddenly wanted to drop the water bladder in his hand on the ground.

"!"

The one surnamed Lin is too cool, right?

"Why didn't he need water, why did he let us collect supplies?"

Ma Xiaoyun couldn't figure it out.

"Because he doesn't want to give his supplies to anyone else!"

The photographer thinks he is right: "After all, he only has those two big bags, and he can't eat and drink them all!"

Lin Baici didn't think about it so much, he just didn't want to be a nanny.

If you want to live, you have to do your best to survive.

"It's ten minutes coming, let's go!"

Lin Baici glanced at his watch and urged everyone to go on the road.

"Get up! Get up!"

Luo Laohan shouted, and quickly adapted to the work of the dog's legs.

The group set out again, walking through the cornfields.

Wow! Wow!

The corn stalks are very tall and the leaves are thick enough to block some sunlight, but when people walk by, those leaves brush on the body, which is very uncomfortable, and can even leave red scratches on the hands and face, and then be stung by sweat, which is quite painful.

Lin Baici was at the forefront.

At first, he also used his bronze sword to slash corn stalks to clear the way, but then he didn't bother to waste his strength.

Suddenly, Lin Baici stopped: "There is a voice, did you hear it?"

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