Fishing the Myriad Heavens

24. Chapter 24 The Threat of Bloodthirsty Rattan! (No. 9 supplement)

    Cao Yu’s entire group of people was conquered by the food, and after being stuck in the mountains for more than a day, he only ate some food such as compressed biscuits. When he ate this hot meal, he only felt delicious. The tongue swallowed.

    "What the hell are you?"

    After eating, Cao Yu’s entire group of people was ordered by Bei Feng.

    Walking on the country lane, Cao Yu looked complicated. When he first saw Bei Feng, he thought that Bei Feng was the kind of person, but in a blink of an eye he conquered himself with food.

    Silently glanced at the house farther and farther away, Cao Yu did not return to leave.

    Bei Feng silently cleaned up the table, the simple things, Bei Feng did not be the least bit negligent.

    “Um? Why are so many dead mice? ”

    When Bei Feng passed under the banyan tree, he stepped into the ground and stared at the ground in front of the bloodthirsty vine.

    A total of seven or eight dead mice piled up together, all of which were dry and left with only one layer of skin.

    "These mice didn't have it yesterday."

    Bei Feng is infinitely certain, but looking at these mice looks like they have been dead for a long time.

    This thing is a strange thing, Bei Feng carefully stares at the bloodthirsty vine, if there is any change, it is yesterday, like the dying bloodthirsty vine today actually looks like red to bleed general!

    "Is this bloodthirsty vine?"

    Bei Feng turned to catch a dragonfly, folded his wings and placed it at the root of the bloodthirsty vine.

    This matter must be clarified, otherwise you will not be able to sleep.

    A minute passed and I was still struggling on the ground.

    Three minutes have passed, and the wings without wings are still in one place.

    "It seems that I think more, huh..."

    Bei Feng is dumbfounded, but the smile has not spread, and the bloodthirsty vine finally has a movement!

    Countless hollow roots must be piercing into the body of the dragon with lightning, but in an instant, the awkward belly will dry down!

    The bloodthirsty vines are like cheering, and the vines are windless and automatic.

    Bei Feng eyes narrowed and watched the bloodthirsty vines on alert. Then he quickly reached out and picked it up from the ground and looked it in the palm of his hand.

    "All the meat is absorbed, and now all that is left is an empty shell, exactly like these mice!"

    Bei Feng pulled open the shell, and it was empty, and there was no residue left. The heart was filled with wariness!

    "Is this to me when I fell asleep last night?"

    Bei Feng thought that there was some chillingness, and there was a strong impulse to destroy the bloodthirsty vine in my heart!

    Bei Feng went back to the kitchen and took out a bundle of straw and scattered it around the bloodthirsty vine. The lighter was lit and held in his hand.

    At this time, Bei Feng was somewhat hesitant, and the hand holding the lighter was not put down.

    At this time, Bei Feng was fighting in the minds of the heavens. A voice said in his mind, "burn this little noisy!"

    Another voice said, "Don't burn, a blood source has such a potent effect, what if it is a bunch?"

    Bei Feng is saying "Listen to the second!" A bunch of blood fruit! ”

    Although Bei Feng has not eaten any Hundred Years wild ginseng, Bei Feng is sure that what Hundred Years ginseng has absolutely no blood source is powerful!

    But this harm is not comparable to ginseng. Now it is just a mouse, a cockroach, etc.

    Do you know if this bloodthirsty vine is sucking blood? Even if it doesn't suck people, what if it wants to change the taste that day?

    After a long period of entanglement, Bei Feng decided to leave the bloodthirsty vine, after all, the risk and the harvest are directly proportional!

    "As long as you feed the bloodthirsty vines every day, there should be no danger?"

    Bei Feng looks bright and thinks of a way.

    "Oh, I don't know if it is right or wrong."

    Bei Feng slowly extinguished the lighter, turned and left, and couldn't walk, Bei Feng was afraid that he couldn't help but burn a bloodthirsty rattan.

    Then I sent a few messages in the WeChat group and began accepting reservations.

    In an instant, more than two hundred people transferred to Bei Feng, and they smashed Bei Feng.

    "How come so many people this time?"

    Bei Feng looked at the chat records in the group and found out that Wang Jun had advertised himself in the group.

    Wang Jian drove a helicopter to eat and was photographed by Wang Jun. In a flash, a group of people were blown out.

    Even Wang Jian, the richest man, made a special trip to the helicopter to eat, and with the taste of Wang Jun’s praise, the group of people was afraid that they would not be in a hurry to try to taste how delicious.

    Bei Feng understands the cause and effect, but also laughs and laughs. This group of people is really taking medicine for people. I feel that the richest man is sitting in a helicopter and eating, it is delicious, so it is so active.

    “Business is so good, do you want to receive a few more guests a day?”

    Bei Feng This thought was only annihilated for a moment, so that the four guests who received the table every day felt that time was not enough.

    I am now full of one person, the whole family is not hungry, the money is enough, on the contrary, Bei Feng is more interested in cultivation!

    The body was destroyed, and the feeling of new life was so wonderful that Bei Feng was addicted to it.

    Freely collected a few people's booking fees, Bei Feng would no longer care, turned and walked toward the village.

    It is now less than nine o'clock, the weather is not very hot, and there are many pedestrians on the street.

    There are many merchants selling vegetables at the open-air market in Qingling Mountain, and the sparse pedestrians are picking dishes.

    It’s almost ready to go, and these dishes have been picked up by the people in front.

    "Boss, are there any pig blood here?"

    Bei Feng went to the front of a pork stall and asked.

    The stall owner is a middle-aged man, shirtless, wearing a greasy apron, Bei Feng does not know, it should be other villages.

    "And, how much do you want?"

    Liu Hui warmly greeted.

    "I don't want blood, I want fresh pig blood."

    Bei Feng looked at the pot of the pig that was taken out by the stall owner and shook his head.

    "Fresh pig blood, today is gone, if you want, tomorrow, I will keep it for you."

    Liu Hui is a bit surprised. Although she does not understand what this person wants to do with fresh pig blood, there is no reason for the business to go out.

    "Well, when I use a bucket to install it, how much is there, this is a deposit."

    Bei Feng took out two hundred dollars on the stall, indifferently said.

    "No problem, my pig is raised at home, I have not fed the feed, the blood is absolutely delicious!"

    Liu Hui’s eyes lit up, with all smiles’ oily hands grabbing the money in the scorpion.

    Bei Feng heard this and smiled a little. How many pigs did your boss feed? Selling every day is not finished, right?

    However, it is not that I eat it anyway, so I don't have to worry about it. After saying that it took a while, Bei Feng left empty.

    "Boss, the Master of the house is back."

    In a building, a man said respectfully.

    "It’s good to come back, let people touch it, and find a way to let him sell the house to us."

    Wei Hui smoked a valuable cigar, indifferently said.

    "Boss, why should we wait so long? In the first two years, the house was directly demolished, and then the kid was given hundreds of thousands. Nothing is gone. ”

    The man asked inexplicably.

    "These shouldn't be what you asked. Just do what I gave you!"

    Wei Hui’s face sank, and the sinister said.

    "Yes!"

    The man was cold and nodded in a hurry.