The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Chapter 706: Is there more peppercorns delicious?

When the last stroke fell, Lin Ling looked at Hanamaki in the moonlight with satisfaction.

It may be that traveling makes people feel happy. During this time, she feels that her own painting level has made great progress.

Maybe that person inspired me.

Lin Ling thought so.

The night is already very deep, and the sky tonight is clear, without lightning and thunder.

She packed her tools and went back to the room to tidy up and salute.

Tang Sheng was in a bad mood and decided to leave here early.

fair enough.

Although some scenery is good, it is hard to impress if you see too much.

After finishing her backpack, she went to the wooden raft outside again and watched the next door brother Wang still sitting there fishing, like a stone statue.

Really a strange person.

She found a chair and sat down, and looked at the figure on the opposite side quietly, wondering whether Brother Wang was that person or not.

But no matter what, that unknown figure has left a permanent imprint in her heart, just like the thunder and lightning on the lake last night.

When it was twilight, Lin Ling left with the team.

When the boat passed Wu Jun’s wooden house, Lin Ling looked up and smiled at her when she saw Brother Wang who had been motionless all night.

Although there was no sound, Lin Ling seemed to hear him say goodbye.

So she also smiled playfully and waved to him: “Goodbye, Monkey King.”

What Monkey King?

Wu Jun frowned, wondering what the girl wanted to express.

His body is so fat now, he has half a dime relationship with the Monkey King, and Marshal Tianpeng is about the same.

But the girl’s mind is more difficult to understand, and he doesn’t bother to think about it, there may not be a chance to meet in the future.

Although transformation art can’t consume much energy from the celestial master, and there is no discomfort, but looking at the shadow in the water is not a familiar self, this feeling always makes him a little uncomfortable.

Now that the acquaintance is gone, he quickly returned to his original appearance, and then looked at his own reflection in the calm water.

It seems to be thinner again.

No way, if this goes on, you will really become a grandson monkey with a lonely face, a cheek-free cheek, and a Lei Gong’s mouth. No girl will like it in the future.

It seems that there is still a lack of oil and water, so we need to eat and supplement.

Thinking of this, he took out the phone and wanted to ask where Fang Heng had gone. After pressing a few times, the screen did not turn on, and then remembered that there was no electricity yesterday.

When the electricity is used, I hate less, and I don’t have a charger.

Why don’t you try to charge the phone yourself?

Wu Jun felt that after being struck by thunder all night, his understanding of thunder and lightning had a great ascension, and he should have a try.

The big deal is burning the phone.

Anyway, the detailed address was also sent to Fang Heng. He shouldn’t get lost.

And a dead cell phone is a waste product. What if it succeeds?

Doing what he thinks is always Wu Jun’s excellent style.

First release the celestial energy, perceive the internal structure of the mobile phone clearly, find the terminal on the battery, peel off a small trace of thunder ball, and then release it on several terminals.

Snapped–

A faint noise came from the phone. Wu Jun quickly took a look. The battery seemed to be fine, and some small originals on the circuit board seemed to be burnt.

It fails on the first attempt, which is a bit embarrassing.

He felt that it wasn’t that he didn’t control it well, but that the phone was too fragile. It must be so.

Wu Jun sat by the waterside and pondered for a long time, and finally figured out a truth:

If you are not professional, don’t mess around.

He threw the phone in the trash can and finally found an excuse to change to a new phone.

Hearing that a folding screen mobile phone has been released recently, he thinks he can buy it and try it.

…

At this time, Fang Heng was standing outside Caracas Airport. The taxis here seemed a bit chaotic, reminding Fang Heng of the railway station in Xilin City during the Spring Festival.

In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, he decided not to deal with these drivers who were not easy to mess with at first glance, but to run over at night.

He just checked with the map software and it was only more than 500 kilometers away from the Master.

If he ran straight at his current speed, he would be almost there by tomorrow morning.

Walking to the edge of the city, Fang Heng carried two large suitcases on his back, and then started running wildly in the direction indicated on the phone.

The moonlight was bright and bright, and Fang Heng saw countless kowtow machines in the vast wilderness.

This was the first time he saw such a machine that extracts oil from the ground, and it was the first time he smelled the unpleasant smell of crude oil.

Where there is so much oil, it should be very rich, right?

Just like Dubai, because there is oil, so rich.

But the sights along the way made him very skeptical of his own judgment, and he always felt more tattered than the countryside in Thailand.

After a night of hard work, by daybreak, he was only tens of kilometers away from the Master.

The battery of the mobile phone and a power bank is also used cleanly at this time.

Navigation is too much electricity.

But when he got to this place, he didn’t panic anymore.

It’s only a few tens of kilometers, and he also knows the general direction. The Master is on a big lake, which is easy to find.

Now his main task is not to find people, but to find nearby towns and buy enough oil.

I found a small town and went to the largest supermarket. The variety of goods in it was pitiful, and there were not many olive oils on the shelves. He finally bought it all alone.

This made Fang Heng very confused, it was even poorer than he thought!

But when it comes to being poor, it doesn’t seem to be the case.

He saw a lot of money thrown in the trash can in the supermarket. Although it was a little different from the money he used, it was also money. Is it really good to just throw it in the trash can?

With all kinds of doubts, Fang Heng continued to rush forward.

After noon, I finally came to the huge Maracaibo Lake.

Seeing the endless water surface, Fang Heng was a little stunned.

In his impression, how big can a lake be?

It was more than ten miles at most, and it didn’t take much time to walk around the lake.

But now the lake is as vast as the sea, where is the Master?

It is impossible to ask for directions. Although the locals who look like Indians are still enthusiastic, he can’t understand a word.

And he is very uncomfortable talking to the locals, it feels a bit scary, and his mouth is almost on his face!

He found that many locals spoke like this, and he didn’t know how they could stand the other’s saliva.

Sure enough, the world is so big, there are no surprises, and it makes sense for the Master to let him come out and experience it.

In the end he decided to use a clumsy approach and walk along the lake with two big boxes on his back.

The earth is round, and you can always return to the original point if you keep moving forward. The lake is also round, and you can always find the Master along the edge.

From morning till dark, seeing the sky covered with clouds, it seemed that it was about to rain, and I couldn’t help but become anxious.

He is not afraid of rain, but he is afraid of spoiling two boxes of spices. It is really a trip for nothing.

boom–

Suddenly a thunder light fell from the sky, and fell on the water not far away.

The sudden explosion shocked him, and before he recovered, it was two lightning bolts intersecting again.

Then the third, fourth…

The lightning in the sky kept slashing down like it didn’t need money, and it seemed that they were all slashing in the same place.

Fang Heng had never seen such a scene before, and he was a little frightened, but soon he discovered that there was a person standing on the water in the distance?

Those lightning that kept falling, all fell on this person.

He squinted and recognized it quickly with his excellent eyesight.

Isn’t this the Master?

What kind of injury did his old man do… No, the Master won’t do anything bad, he must be in Transcends Tribulation!

Is the Master about to rise?

I shouted a few times on the shore, but it might be too far apart, and the thunder was so loud that the Master couldn’t hear it.

Seeing that the rain was getting worse and worse, Fang Heng saw a small wooden boat on the shore, jumped on it and rowed there.

He is not afraid of those lightning now, because the Master is there.

…

There was a night after last night, and today the thunder and lightning storm came again. Of course Wu Jun would not miss this opportunity.

A total of five hundred hours will be hacked, and there is a long way to go.

But with one experience, he didn’t panic this time.

Feeling uncomfortable is a little uncomfortable, but anyway, if you can’t die, it’s just like motion sickness.

And the curse voice was gone today, which made him feel a lot quieter, and he could concentrate on catching the trajectory of lightning.

Boom boom boom –

After a few flashes of lightning, Wu Jun felt a little eyebrow, and the lightning track captured in the sea of ​​knowledge was clearer than last time.

Just as he was focusing on capturing the lightning trajectory, suddenly a voice came through the thunder.

“Master!”

He couldn’t help but frown. Didn’t he scold MMP tonight?

No, this voice didn’t come from heaven, and it sounds familiar, like… Fang Heng?

Wu Jun looked back and found that Fang Hengzheng was rowing a boat desperately.

This guy is really not afraid of death.

Dare to rush here before finishing the body refining?

He turned off the thunder-catching suit first, and the attracted thunder and lightning quickly went away, ascended to the high altitude, and the rolling thunder was much quieter.

Fang Heng rowed the boat over and almost couldn’t recognize Wu Jun when he saw Wu Jun.

Master, how miserable it is, so thin!

No wonder let him buy more oil, maybe he didn’t eat here, right?

“Master!”

“Well, here it is?” Wu Jun pointed to the direction of the wooden house. “The house is over there. You go to rest first.”

Fang Heng said quickly: “Then I will make something delicious and bring it to you later. This time I brought a lot of authentic seasonings.”

Wu Jun thought for a while, and thought it would be fine.

Today, the lightning vest again Ascension the intensity of the lightning, as if to consume his physical strength to the maximum, he now feels that he can eat a cow.

And while eating something while cultivating, it seems quite poetic.

So he said: “There is fish in the net in front of the wooden house. Make a boiled fish fillet and remember to put more pepper.”

“Good, Master.”

Fang Heng hurriedly went home to cook, but Wu Jun opened the Lei Yiyi again.

boom–

A lightning bolt fell, and Wu Jun was about to check the traces of lightning captured in the sea. A clear and suspicious voice seemed to sound in his ears.

“Is the peppercorns more delicious?”