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Three hundred and seventieth chapters under the soil

When they woke up the next day, they were not put into the fields, but gathered in a small clearing.

The farmer stood in front of them, looking at the group of people carefully, and said in a deafening voice, "Someone sneaked into the kitchen last night and wanted to steal something. Who did it? If the thief can come forward voluntarily, then tonight you will

You can go to bed early. If you don’t take the initiative to stand up, then you won’t have to rest tonight!”

Hearing this, the crowd whispered, because everyone was too tired during the day and slept so hard at night that no one noticed.

After whispering for a while, there was no result.

"Is there any result? If there is no result, then you don't have to rest today!" the farmer said coldly.

"Who is it? Come forward quickly, don't drag us down because of one person." Someone shouted.

But the crowd was silent, and no one stood up.

Tong Mu and Fu Guanmo's hands were tightly held together without letting go at all. Fu Guanmo's face showed no expression. He was the only way to escape from here, and only he had the ability.

When the farmer saw that no one had come forward to admit it, the anger on his face became more intense.

"Okay! Since no one admits it, you don't have to rest tonight!" The farmer dropped these words and turned around to leave.

Everyone returned to work in the fields again. As the sky gradually darkened, Tong Mu noticed that the surroundings seemed to have changed.

The soil turned dark red and exuded a fishy smell.

Not only did she notice it, but everyone around her also noticed this change.

"Is it because of the sun during the day that the smell is covered up?" A pretty girl covered her nose tightly.

The girl just came yesterday. There will be different new people here every day. After all, different people will die every day, falling from the branches, being crushed to death by insects, and all kinds of death methods. So it must be done every day.

New people are added to ensure the operation of the entire garden.

Tong Mu looked at the girl and sighed, "Let's work first. If the civet finds out later, we may be punished."

The girl heard her words and came to her side, "Fu Tong, how many days have you been here? Have you been punished before?"

Tong Mu shook his head, "No, this is the first time."

"I'm so unlucky! It's only my second day here and I'm being punished." The girl couldn't help but sigh.

Tong Mu didn't say anything because she didn't know whether the other party was an NPC or a reincarnation.

Today's main task is to loosen the soil. Tong Mu dug and dug, and the fishy smell penetrated her nose hard. The smell came from under the soil. Is there any hidden secret under the soil?

Tong Mu raised his head and glanced at Fu Guanmo who was on the branch. Because of his flexibility and strength, many people like to team up with him to catch insects, which can improve safety to a certain extent.

Fu Guanmo was above and could see some things in the distance. But she was on the ground and could also detect some things that he couldn't detect.

The two of them divided the work and cooperated, which was just right.

As the temperature drops, a lot of dewdrops condense on the branches and leaves. People above are catching insects, causing the dewdrops to fall.

Some people below didn't pay attention and were hit by dewdrops, causing their noses to be bruised and their faces to be swollen, and they were screaming in agony.

Tong Mu's point of observation was different from others. Her eyes fell on a small puddle in the distance from time to time.

The dewdrops fell very concentrated there, and soon they formed a small pit.

Although it is small, it is still much faster than she can dig it up.

The puddles reflected the moonlight, making it look even more cold.

In the second half of the night, the civet went somewhere to play, and Tongmu got closer to the puddle.

She looked at the puddle in front of her that could give her a swimming pool, and thought about how to drain the water quickly.

Fu Guanmo noticed her actions and jumped directly to him from above, "Mumu, what's wrong? Did you find anything?"

"Is there any way to drain the water here?" Tong Mu turned around, looked at him and asked.

"Does it have to be drained out?" It was unrealistic for him to dig the trench alone.

"I always feel that there is something underneath, but this little water should be dried out as soon as the sun comes out tomorrow. Let's take a look tomorrow." Tong Mu said.

Fu Guanmo nodded after hearing this. It's so dark now that even if some things are pulled out, you may not be able to see them clearly.

Fortunately, it was dark now, so no one saw Tong Mu and Fu Guanmo's abnormal behavior.

After working all night, many people couldn't bear it any longer, so they just found a place to sit and fell asleep.

Tong Mu and Fu Guanmo were sitting next to the puddle, looking at the moon reflected in the water, "Fu Guanmo, I suddenly realized that we haven't seen the moon yet. When can you take me to see the moon?"

"I'll take you when we get out." Fu Guanmo put his arm around her shoulders, and the two of them raised their heads and looked at the white moon in the sky, which was so beautiful and beautiful.

"Then you must make good arrangements. If the arrangements are not good, I will be angry." Tong Mu said with a smile.

"Is it cold?" Fu Guanmo did not answer, but changed the topic.

The temperature drops a lot at night, and Tong Mu is a little weak. If he is sick and unable to work, he will also be fed to the birds.

Tong Mu shook his head, "It's not cold."

Although Tong Mu said this, Fu Guanmo still took off his coat and put it on Tong Mu's shoulders, "You should dress well even if it's not cold. You must not catch a cold."

"You gave me your clothes, what should you do if you catch a cold?" Tong Mu looked at him worriedly and wanted to return the coat to Fu Guanmo.

Fu Guanmo pressed Tong Mu's hand and said, "It's okay, I won't catch a cold."

Although she didn't know where Fu Guanmo got this confidence from, facing his toughness, Tong Mu had no choice but to wear her coat honestly.

The night was getting quieter and quieter, and Tong Mu was leaning on Fu Guanmo's shoulder. When she was drowsy, a cat meowing scared her with goosebumps all over her body.

The civet cat came back and used its bark to remind them not to be lazy.

Several people who were sleeping soundly were rolled up by the civet's tongue and swallowed into its stomach.

Everyone is busy again. With civet supervision, no one dares to be lazy.

Fu Guanmo climbed up the branch again. Tong Mu did not go far and started working around the puddle.

Because of the civet supervision, everyone worked much faster than before, and no one dared to whisper to each other.

Tong Mu wanted to find out some information, but he could only give up.

However, regarding the matter of seeking information, Tong Mu has been here for so long, but he has not found out any information.

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