Wei Yang was about to taunt him, but he was slightly stunned when he heard Qiao Jiajin's words.

"Isn't this your body......? Because the money is ...... five? He decisively caught the point from Qiao Jiajin's eyes, "No wonder your kid moves so strangely...... Do you want to hit me with this kind of attack? ”

Qiao Jiajin smiled indifferently when he heard this.

"Farmer, don't you know how to read minds?" Qiao Jiajin moved his wrist, "Look at what I'm thinking now?" ”

Wei Yang took a closer look at the clear eyes in front of him and found that his mind was still thinking about how to attack himself.

It's just that the picture in his mind is becoming more and more concrete.

"Are you adjusting to this body?" Wei Yang asked with a smile.

"Or else?" Qiao Jiajin clenched his fists and said with a smile, "I will have to fight with this body for the next few days, and I can't do it if I don't adapt to it early." ”

After hearing this, Wei Yang slowly walked to the side, and took out an old pitchfork from the ground, which was stained with dirty blood and rotten flesh, he took the pitchfork in his hand and shook it, and then turned his head to face Qiao Jiajin.

"Boy, get out of me with those two ambitious guys, and I'll act like nothing happened, or I'll kill you one by one." Wei Yang held a pitchfork in one hand, and wiped blood stains on his body with the other, "I just want to stay here honestly and farm and raise flowers, and enjoy my own paradise." ”

"Paradise ......?" Qiao Jiajin looked at the aborigines who were tied to the cross in this field with a heavy face, and always felt a little angry, "How crazy are you to take this hellish scene as a paradise?" ”

"Hey......" Wei Yang smiled, "You know what? These are all scarecrows that I have carefully selected......"

"Picky?"

"It seems to you that every 'native' repeats what he is doing in a senseless way, but only I know...... The same thought will always be swirling in the hearts of these aborigines, after all, their sanity is gone, their thoughts will not fly too far, and they will repeat the same thing over and over again in their hearts. ”

"So what?"

"So...... I've carefully selected some of the "aborigines" who have "music" reverberating in their hearts......"

Wei Yang stepped aside, raised his pitchfork with a frenzied expression, and stabbed a native's calf fiercely.

Suddenly, the aborigine's calf was inserted into the hole, and the viscous black blood flowed out, but the aboriginal didn't say a word, and his mouth still had words.

Wei Yang placed his watering can under the aborigines, carefully accepted the dripping black blood, and then closed his eyes, as if listening to something.

"Did you hear that?!" Wei Yangxing suddenly opened his eyes and said happily, "It's okay if they're injured!" It's hard for them to die, and they're not afraid of pain! Even if there are thousands of holes on his body, he still hums a tune in his heart! ”

At this time, it is needless to say that it is Qiao Jiajin, even the expressions of Qi Xia and Chen Junnan in the distance have changed.

"Lao Qi...... You can see what kind of urine this thing is, right? Chen Junnan said, "Can this kind of person be wooed?" ”

Qi Xia frowned and did not answer, he had come into contact with many madmen, and Wei Yang could only be regarded as one of them.

No matter how crazy he is, he still has something to ask to understand.

For example, "fraudsters".

For example, "not sheep".

"Listen!!" Wei Yang shouted at the top of his voice, "Where is this an ordinary farm?" It's a paradise with a sweet singing voice! Why did you take me out of here to join your shit?! Yes? Are you crazy?! ”

As he spoke, he walked up to a person and listened, and then grinned and said with a maniacy smile: "Qiao Jiajin, listen quickly!" Oldie from the eighties!! Have you heard this song?! ”

Then he closed his eyes again, and stretched out his hand to stir the air in the air, as if conducting a grand concert, but it was quiet all around, and there was the occasional sound of wind.

Without waiting for everyone to respond, Wei Yang ran to the side of another dry girl, he slowly closed his eyes beside the girl, and then grinned: "And this!" Damn! Trendy music from the future! How pleasant is that?! ”

"This!"

"And this!! Listen!! ”

"And ......"

When Wei Yang walked to an old man, he found that the old man seemed to be silent, he leaned down and listened, and then raised the pitchfork in his hand and stabbed the old man a few times, several horrific wounds bloomed under the old man's lower abdomen, but the old man couldn't even bleed.

"Mom...... He's dead? Wei Yang stretched out his hand to probe the old man's snort, and couldn't help frowning, "I can't eat at such an old age...... Let's plant it in the ground......"

Speaking of this, he seemed to remember something, turned around and shouted to the three of them, "That's right! Did you know? Bear what you sow! I plant my hands and feet here, and all kinds of people will come out of the soil in the future...... Do you know what kind of harvest I will experience? The most beautiful singing of the entire "End Land" will eventually echo here, and this is my "Farm Choir", ah......"

"But all I can hear is wailing." Qiao Jiajin said with a gloomy expression, "Each of them is tied here to wail, how can they have a pleasant singing?" ”

Qiao Jiajin looked at the aborigines who were tied, their arms looked mostly dead because they had been tied up for a long time, and the skin on their bodies was also dry and cracked due to long-term lack of water and exposure to the air, no different from dead.

"So you're really crazy...... Wei Yang smiled, "Since you don't have the ability to escape, why don't you enjoy life here?" We can't change the world, so we can only accept the world! ”

"Are we crazy......?" Qiao Jiajin sneered, "If we are crazy, what you are doing is understandable." ”

"What......?" Wei Yang listened attentively, "How ridiculous? Are you crying out for these walking dead? Do you want to teach me a lesson for them? There must be a reason for ...... kid to "act bravely", what do you want in return for standing up for a group of "aborigines"? ”

Qiao Jiajin didn't answer, just took a step back.

"Don't ask for anything in return......?" Wei Yang was still talking to himself in a crazy way, "It's really interesting, isn't this the 'chivalrous' written in the book?" Do you want to make a life for the living? ”

"Farmer, I just punched you to teach you a lesson, so that you don't have to set up traps that will kill people at any time." Qiao Jiajin slowly leaned down and made an offensive gesture, "But now I'm really a little angry." ”

"Oh?" Wei Yang raised the fork in his hand sideways in front of him, and said with a smile, "You broke into my farm...... Disrupted my life...... You're still mad at me...... Can you make some sense? ”

Qiao Jiajin stopped talking, but a voice kept echoing in his heart-

"Walk in front of you after three steps, and an uppercut will blow you away."

"What......?" Wei Yang raised the herbal tea in his hand and blocked it in front of himself and Qiao Jiajin, "You kid don't give up......"

The corners of Qiao Jiajin's mouth raised, and a huge voice burst out from a pair of clear eyes in his heart:

"Three steps later, walk in front of you, and an uppercut will hit you solidly."