Chapter Eighty-Eight: Heaven Agrees, Heaven Doesn't Agree.

"Forget it, if the season is wrong, you don't have this seed. ”

Thinking so, Wutian took out the seeds from the brocade bag, and when he was about to sow them, his head flashed and he had a new idea.

But the order had gone down, the action was ongoing, and a two-second pause was not enough to stop the dissemination.

With a thought in mind, he estimated the speed and distance of the fall and gave instructions to his body, and caught the falling seed without danger.

In many cases, people choose the Dharma of Dharma, not because they don't want to act, but because they have already made a choice at the time of choice.

Whether to go with the flow or change hands, there is a choice at the moment of choice.

Wutian had a new choice, and he took the seeds of cocoa beans, which were not autumn plants, as an experiment.

I saw that the moment the seed was sprinkled into the ground, it disappeared without a trace like Hebulun, which is nothing, after all, the result depends on whether it can germinate or not.

Watered, Wutian walked to yesterday's mountain forest, after all, the time is still early, the last time in the hot springs that he planted a heel, this time he wanted to see what else was magical.

Passing by the hot springs, he remembered that he was wearing a checkered skirt now.

"What happens if you only soak half of it?"

I tried it when I thought of it, but the mocking wind came to attack again, and this time Wutian was even more cautious to hold the shoes and skirt in his hands.

Time passed, and he reluctantly found that in addition to his feet becoming more comfortable, his upper body was still as tired as before, and there was no change in the slightest.

The healing effect of the hot springs does not follow the feet and swim all over the body.

After hesitating for a moment, Wutian chose to continue walking up the mountain, rather than betting that the wind would not appear inexplicably like last time and steal his clothes.

There are 4 kinds of peculiar fruits growing on the nine turns of the mountain road, three of each, and two of them are left for nothing.

Walking to the top of the mountain, I leaned down at the cliff and looked down, its height seemed to be no less than 10,000 meters, and the clouds were all at my feet.

Listen to the faint sound of phoenix thunder, raise your eyes to see the vast endless, mountains and forests, a great wilderness.

"This ...... I walked only nine bends to the top of the mountains that are 10,000 meters high and stand up to the sky like a pillar of heaven?"

"Or is the surrounding just an illusion, the Buddha country in the palm of your hand, such a dream?"

No matter what it is, even if you see it with your own eyes, it is still a guess when it has not been confirmed, and some guesses do not need to be confirmed.

When I turned around and went down the hill, it was already noon when I returned to the pasture, and the ground was still as wet as in the morning, as if the morning sun had no heat.

Remembering that there was a ranch and a house for raising poultry, Wutian, who had not been there, visited three more wooden houses, which were unexpectedly full of fluctuations in the laws of time.

Passing through the back door of the livestock house is a whole field of weeds and shrubs, not as wide as the pasture, but not to be underestimated.

It's a pity that the livestock house is close to the town, and even if you choose a good day, you can't take the strategy of fire attack.

There are two ways to recover your strength: 1) soak in hot springs, and 2) eat.

There was a mocking wind in the hot springs, so Wutian entered the town for the first time.

The gravel path is made of fine gravel, and it is clean and tidy.

On both sides are half-timbered buildings with conical roofs, colorful and chic.

In addition to the side roads that lead in all directions, a straight avenue leads to a tower-like building, and at the top of the building is a huge clock.

There didn't seem to be many people in the town, and there was no one to see for a long time, until when we came to a row of shops, there was finally a crowd.

Walking into the room with the tavern hanging, there was no one except a middle-aged man who looked like a middle-aged uncle at the bar.

Fortunately, although it is a Western fantasy style world, it uses the universal language of all worlds and the common words of all worlds.

"Boss, how many gold coins is the price of this dish with 1 silver coin?"

"Little Red Guy, you don't even have silver coins, and you still have the face to ask for gold coins?"

Both of them were attracted by the person who came outside the door.

Turning his head, who else could it be that the white-headed youth who was beaten by the green-headed youth in the morning?

"Horton, what are you messing with? Believe it or not, I'm pumping you!"

"Uncle Sam is still so grumpy, but I'm good for you, so that you don't have to be eaten by this little red guy. ”

The white-headed young man walked over the bar with a nonchalant face, poured himself a bottle of wine, and drank it with a smile.

Sam was a little skeptical when he heard this, and although Horton was a little bastard, he would not pay his debts when he ate and drank.

For a person who runs a tavern, a person who eats and drinks without paying his debts is considered a reputable person.

"Boss, how many gold coins is the price of this dish with 1 silver coin?"

If he really took his Horton's words seriously, wouldn't it mean that: one, he admitted that the little red guy called him Wutian and no one else, although there was no one else, and second, he admitted that he did not have any silver coins, although he did not have any silver coins.

Besides, wouldn't it be better to just take out the gold coins and slap them in the face silently?

His handsomeness is as vast as the universe, and there are more than trillions of jealous people? If a person has to go back if he says a word, then he doesn't have to do anything, just sitting and scolding the street is enough for hundreds of millions of light years.

"Ten silver coins are equal to one gold coin. ”

He is a guest, although he has doubts about Wutian because of Horton's words, but he still has this basic literacy just to answer.

"Spicy chicken!"

After just two drinks, it was a little high, and Holden slammed the glass to the ground, making a crackling sound.

"Your 100 gold coins were taken by my eldest brother to the dragon and phoenix building in the city to play, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be here?"

provoked to this part, Wutian had no way to turn a blind eye, and as soon as he turned around, he saw that Sam, who was quite kind and wealthy just now, was pumping a big ear of melon seeds into Horton's face.

"Get out of your spicy! I'm so arrogant after robbing other people's money, if I hadn't had a good relationship with your dead father, I'd have killed you today!"

"You, you dare to hit me?"

"Not only do I dare to hit you, but I dare to kick you. ”

Sam, who has a strong sense of justice, is like a god of war possessed, and kicks the dazed Horton to the tavern.

"Kid, I'm so sorry, this kid Horton hasn't been so simple since his father died. Since your money has been robbed, I can't help with anything else, and this meal money can still be waived for you. ”

“......”

Wutian, who didn't know how to explain it, had to take out a gold coin.

"So you're rich!"

Sam's expression instantly changed from sympathy to seeing God.

"But if you have money, you have to take good care of it, Horton's eldest brother Kuru Ritsu's father is a judge of the town court, and he cherishes feathers very much, and he is also very protective of his shortcomings, and if things get bigger, it may not be good for you. ”

Wutian smiled.

What is this world?

Who is the protagonist of this world?

Can the protagonist be killed? Wutian agrees, and heaven doesn't agree.