By this, the goatee and the triangular eyes became more active.

"If we talk about how long we have been here, we don't know..."

"It depends on whether that thing can be found?"

"But I feel that a month is definitely not enough..."

"That might be the case, you haven't watched the number of people coming here for two days!"

“…”

The two of them said a word, and I said a word, but in the end they didn't argue how long they would stay here.

However, in the end, he had a very tacit understanding and asked Ling Luoyu to put the woman's business on the agenda.

For them, it would be better to be so tired if they could sleep a woman at night when they wandered around that ghost place for a day.

Ling Luoyu agreed with a smile, which made Feng Chenglin roll his eyes.

"You are so comfortable serving you... and you also need to provide women..."

Ling Luoyu smiled evilly: "I also want to provide the coffin..."

“…”

"It seems that these people are going to live here for a long time. I guess they won't leave for ten days and half a month, so there will definitely be friction... Do you think I want to get some coffin?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

"Actually, this coffin is also good. Look, when it is useless, you can use it as a bed for someone, killing two birds with one stone..."

“…I’ll go and move the firewood!”

Feng Chenglin was speechless and opened the curtain to go out.

Ling Luoyu felt aggrieved: "This is the cultural difference... I don't even understand the principles of thematic hotel..."

Standing outside the tent, Feng Chenglin looked at the Miao family ancient city with the flashing fire, shook his head and sighed.

"Man makes money, birds die for food..."

In order to force the temple to set up a plan, Ling Luoyu unexpectedly spread rumors, which reached such a point.

"Sosuo!"

Behind me, the sound of grass rubbing.

"who?!"

Feng Chenglin turned alertly, but there was no one.

Just as I was about to check it out, I saw a few more people flying over the Miao ancient city.

"Damn it, I've been in vain for another day..."

"If I can't find it tomorrow, I will go back!"

"You are willing to go back? Where is the secret of the Miao family?"

"I don't have that blessing, so I won't look for it..."

"That's right, even if you find it, will you save your life? It's still a matter of two... Look at those people, none of them are good!"

"Yes! I guess even if someone finds it, the man dares not say anything. Isn't that my own pursuit of death?"

“…”

A group of people cursed and entered the tent.

The last ragged man waved at Feng Chenglin.

"What are you still standing there? Get some wine and food quickly... Damn, I'm starving to death..."

Feng Chenglin thrust his mouth, hugged the firewood into the tent, and served the group of old men with Ling Luoyu in a frustration.

This time, a few people came, their clothes were different, and they seemed to be a team that had been put together temporarily.

A group of people sat down cursingly, each holding a jar of wine and filling half of them.

While speaking, a few more came in.

Ling Luoyu smiled and greeted him: "Everyone, we have no seats..."

One of them glanced at him sideways, sat on the ground, and placed his sword beside him.

"Get some food, starve to death..."

Several other people also sat down on one side, their faces full of fatigue.

"Fatty..."

Ling Luoyu instantly changed into a smile and called Feng Chenglin to boil water and cook noodles.

"What are you still standing there? Working..."

Feng Chenglin responded reluctantly, turned around and sat down in front of the stove.

"San Master, don't you notice that these people... are all wrong?"
Chapter completed!