There is a Little Fairy Farmer in the Country

What about Lin Chendong?

He endured more than twenty thunder disasters, not only the clothes on his body were chopped to pieces, but also the skin on his body was ripped apart, making Yuelong and the others next to him feel heartbroken, as if they were being struck by them of.

Until the thunder disappeared, and the spiritual rain and purple nebula fell, Lin Chendong carried the "Hua Ling Jue" like a whale swallowing water, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy and spiritual rain, and instantly recovered from his injuries; The power of heaven and earth measurement brought by Tianlei, wandering in space and universe.

At this time, Lin Chendong Yuanshen was under the original star, comprehending the "Eternal Star Jue" and absorbing the power of the star, like an eminent monk going into tranquility.

"Big Sister, Lin Chendong is fine now, go and have a rest, we can watch over here." Yuelong saw that Lin Chendong had recovered from his injuries, and there were wisps of purple air around his body, with a little bit of starlight in the purple air, very mystery.

"Well, you stay here and guard him. He seems to be comprehending something. He won't wake up for a while." The coquettish, seductive, haunting Yueling Yuqing sect master said.

"Understood, we will stay here!" The snow-capped mountain, whose dress had been torn apart by the thunder, stood upright in the air, trembling slightly with the breathing of the young lady Ye Hanling.

It's not just Hanling, Yuelong and the others are all like this. On their snow-white complexion, the pair on their chests stands proudly on the mountain, with a lot of blood remaining, which makes people feel pity.

Fortunately, there are no outsiders here, otherwise, it would be a feast for the eyes. That snow-white body, more beautiful than a fairy, just appeared in the night wind, with some blood on her body, which made her a little more poignant.

The spiritual rain lasted for more than half an hour longer than usual, and the trees in the entire Qingtan Mountain also grew wildly, growing into towering ancient trees, making people look at it, and the entire mountain seems to have grown a lot bigger of.

Of course, the rare and precious medicinal materials planted on the mountain are also growing crazily, especially those ginseng, which are thicker than big radishes, and the same is true for Ganoderma lucidum, which grows on the grass and tree tops, exuding a faint aura .

In the middle of the night.

The leaders in the urban area, after reading the documents in their hands, hadn’t slept for two hours when their mobile phones rang, making them sleepy, touching the mobile phone next to the pillow, opening their sleepy eyes with difficulty, very tired answered the phone and said:

"What's the matter, is everything finished?"

"lead,

Things are not going well! said the voice on the phone.

"What's the matter?" The leader, who was still sleepy just now, sat up and asked after hearing the voice from the phone.

"There was a strange phenomenon in the village just now. Thunder and lightning kept striking the top of the mountain behind the village like a silver dragon, and then it turned into a sword-shaped thunder and lightning, which fell from the clouds on the top of the mountain until the lightning disappeared and snow and rain fell from the sky..."

Another subordinate on the phone told his leader about the vision that happened in the village named Lin just now, and described it very vividly, as if he was personally on the scene.

Spiritual rain, the leader had heard before that the crayfish in the village looked different every day, and the reason was related to the spiritual rain that the villagers said.

"Do you all take pictures of this phenomenon?" It's not that the leader doesn't believe what his subordinates say, but he needs evidence, and he needs to send these evidences to the people above.

"When it comes to taking pictures, I get angry. All the colleagues present, for some reason, all the camera functions of their mobile phones are broken, and none of them can take pictures." He cursed on the phone.

"..."

After hearing this, he asked again: "Have the crayfish seedlings in the pond grown up again?"

"Yes, the crayfish seedlings just released are now growing rapidly. Lin Langtian said that after dawn, they can be harvested again. But we and some villagers have not slept for a day and a night since we worked yesterday. , I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on." He has been guarding the pond, watching the situation in the pond.

The crayfish seedlings in the pond just now were very pitifully small, and now they can see the clear water, which is bright red, and the densely packed crayfish are growing rapidly. They are greedily drinking the water and drinking the lightly aromatic pond water.

"Didn't you just say that after being drenched in the spiritual rain, there are no problems or fatigue on your body, is that true?" the leader asked on the phone.

"Yes, I bottled some water for you, and you said it was for testing..."

"Fuck you, you take it now, I'll drive the car over now, give me a drink." The leader said on the phone.

"What about tomorrow's harvest, I think tomorrow's manpower is insufficient." The subordinate said on the phone.

"I will mobilize some idle people to help. Don't worry about this, I will go there now." He thought of the miraculous phenomenon in the village, and didn't want to pursue any truth.

Because he had already thought of a possibility in his mind, although he had never seen these phenomena, but just like in the fairy tales, he felt that the surname Lin village was definitely not as simple as he imagined, there might be immortals living on the mountain.

As a smart person, he believes that those levels cannot be touched by himself, so it is not bad to know many things.

The villagers in the village, as well as the neighboring villagers, although it is about three o'clock in the morning, and even though they have been busy all day and night, there is no trace of fatigue on them, only that they are full of energy.

"Everyone line up, pay yesterday's wages and overtime pay now, and then everyone go home to have breakfast, and continue working tomorrow morning." Lin Langtian and various financial staff said to the farmers below.

"Vice President Lin, how much will you send this time?" The villagers below asked concerned about how much money they could get this time.

"Eight hours of work per day are counted as eight hours a day. For those who exceed eight hours, one hour is calculated as one hundred and fifty yuan, and an increase of fifty yuan is made. Everyone is lined up and paid uniformly. Each person is paid two thousand and five yuan. One hundred yuan will be issued on a 24-hour basis." Lin Langtian said to them.

"Twenty-five hundred yuan? Okay, okay..."

Some migrant workers think that they used to work in big cities for only 2,500 yuan a month, and at most 3,000 yuan. Now with the economic development, it is only 5,000 to 6,000 yuan a month.

"Come one by one. After receiving them, they all go back to eat breakfast. They come to work at seven o'clock in the morning. They may also work overtime tomorrow. At that time, they will be paid 3,000 yuan in wages and overtime pay." Lin Langtian said to the villagers.

Those who work here do not include breakfast, but lunch and dinner are included. They work overtime at night and have a few breads for supper.

So Lin Langtian asked them to go back to cook breakfast in the morning, or go back to rest for two or three hours. After breakfast, come back to work, so as not to starve them all.

"Outsiders, all come here to receive overtime pay, four hours, six hundred yuan!" Lin Langtian said to the employees in the unit who rushed over to help.

The personnel of some units, thinking that this is also a breeding farm of state-owned and private-owned cooperation, thought of going to work here to ask:

"Mr. Lin, how many times a month do you harvest here? Can we be transferred to work here?"