Brother Shi'er lost an arm and wanted to go up the mountain to grab some wild things. It was already very difficult.

He can only go to the ruins to pick up some interesting things. Even so, he thinks he is better than Lin Chen. Lin Chen just came here and didn't know how to catch fish with the old fish head?

Not to mention anything else, even the old fish head himself hasn't caught a fish several times...I can't handle it, it would be miserable if he caught the fish and was bitten by the fish.

Besides, picking up rubbish is also a technical job, does Lin Chen know about this place? Do you know where there might be good things? Even picking up trash can't pick him up.

Today, I was lucky. Brother Shi'er saw a piece of lamb velvet cotton and Yingzi's cotton-padded clothes were in tatters, which just kept her warm.

With joy hung on his face, Brother Shi'er stuffed the lamb velvet cotton cloth into his pocket to hide it for fear of being snatched away by others.

These days, it is normal for an individual to die. Wherever there is a king's law, the king's law is only found in those big cities.

Brother Shier fell on the road and hurt his foot, but when he thought that Yingzi would not be cold with this piece of lamb velvet cotton cloth, Brother Shier didn't feel the headache of falling.

Lin Chen and Lao Yutou brought a big fish back. This is a rare thing. It is said that selling it can exchange a lot of good things.

The old fish head is like a stingy nouveau riche. A fish is calculated carefully, the head is in soup, the body of the fish is dried, and the tail is slowly burned first.

He thought again that if he meets the guy who doesn't open his eyes and is about to faint from hunger when he is drying the fish, he must be careful, otherwise he will have to be out of breath when someone steals the old life.

At night, the old fish head dissected the fish and got blood on his face. Even the blood of the fish was reluctant to waste. He licked everything that was splashed on his face.

He stewed the fish head in the soup, brought it to his son's mouth, and fed it bit by bit.

Outsiders say that this strange fish is a magical thing, cures all diseases, strengthens the body, and is more effective than any panacea.

The old fish head was excited, and gave Dr. Wu a piece of fish and another piece to Brother Shi'er.

As for the other people in the village, what about him? I still have to pay a monthly payment here... If you can still catch a big fish like this tomorrow, then share it with the villagers.

Brother Shi'er limped back to the village, and hurried to Yingzi's house without returning home.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard a smell of fish soup coming from the house. Brother Shi'er's glutton was almost caught in the throat tube and swallowed continuously.

He walked into the house holding this lamb velvet cotton cloth and saw Yingzi's family, including Lin Chenzheng, sipping fish soup.

"Brother Shier? Are you back?"

"Come on, sit down and drink some fish soup." Yingzi's smiling eyes were bent into two cute crescents, and he took the limp stone into the house.

The stone was still a little dazed, holding the lamb wool in his arms and asked: "Daddy? Did you catch a fish?"

The old fish head was full of pride, waved his hand and smiled: "Good luck today! It's really special that I got one for me."

The stone "Oh" sounded, and dumbly stuffed Yingzi with the lamb wool in his arms, "This...I, I picked it up today."

His face was red, and this fish head soup was more precious than the rag in his arms.

Yingzi looked at Lin Chen's body a little thin, just an old daddy's torn jacket. From now on, he will go out to fish every day. If there is nothing to keep him warm, he is afraid that it will be damaged by the cold wind on the lake.

"Brother Shi'er? What's wrong with your foot?" Yingzi asked when seeing that Shi'er's foot was limping and there was something wrong.

The stone waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt..."

"Drink some fish soup and it's okay."

Stone's strong enthusiasm and self-esteem still couldn't match the glutton in the throat. He sat down and ate the fish soup. The old fish head also took out the small bottle of Niulanshan he treasured for a drink.

Because Lin Chen was fished out of the water by him, he simply called Lin Chen Ashui.

The table is served with sweet potatoes, potatoes, and other things that can be grown in the ground, which is more abundant than the Chinese New Year.

After eating, the old fish head stood by his son, hoping that his son would get better.

The old fish head's son drank the fish head soup, his face turned ruddy, at least he saw a little improvement.

The old fish head sighed. It seems that this fish is not an elixir, and will not walk immediately after eating.

Lin Chen also ate a lot. Old Yutou felt a little distressed when he saw that what Lin Chen ate alone was worth what he and Yingzi ate.

This child is very clever in his work, but his brain is not very bright. If he can still catch fish, he will eat as much as he can.

Every time they ate, they only ate half-full, fearing that they would not be able to eat enough, and they never dared to eat more. Lin Chen seemed to be eating with an open belly.

A big fish was separated from the fish oil. Yingzi lit the fish oil lamp at night and stitched Lin Chen a vest with the lamb wool given by the stone.

But Lin Chen finally felt the aura in his body at this moment, but his meridians were broken, even if he stayed in the body, these auras couldn't circulate.

Lin Chen could only mobilize his aura and repair the meridians little by little.

With fish head soup like this, Lin Chen was afraid of slaughtering 10,000 heads of fish, so that it was possible to restore all his aura.

But, at least there is still hope, Lin Chen took a deep breath and finally found a way to recover.

In addition, he also needs to go back to the bottom of the lake to find his ring, bone knife, copper coin sword and so on.

Mingjiao.

The five major sects and the three major forces have assembled.

There were already circle after circle of people outside the Mingjiao wall. Lin Chen hadn't seen him in nine years, most of them were dead, and they had no worries about the future.

Lin Chen's development potential is too great, coupled with his unpredictable ability, if you want to find their sect troubles one by one, I am afraid that there is really no way.

But for so many years, there has been no news from Lin Chen...

Li Xiuyuan, Xing Ruorui has not yet left the pass, only Xiaolu outside, Lei Jun and others on guard.

There are also ninth-level elders of the spirit beast gate. After all, the spirit beast gate belongs to the spirit beast gate, and Xiao Lu does not give hope to this spirit beast gate elder.

Even if the elder has always loved him, and even made up his mind in his heart, he must keep the deer no matter what the Mingjiao is.

Five great nine-level masters are sitting in the back, and a group of eight-level masters come in front, but even the eighth-level masters have a total of 20 people.

The visitor from Tianfu was Yu Hongwei who intercepted and killed Lin Chen that day. Nine years later, he still failed to break through and became a ninth-level master.

He came to the door and shouted: "Listen to the demons. You are colluding with the blood clan. It is messing up the party and the inland people, disturbing the people's stability, burning, killing and looting. Not only did you not send people out to resist the invasion, but you poke your backbone behind."

"I know this is not your intention, it's just your high-level."

"Now as long as you surrender and step out of this door, I will protect you Wu You and save you from the deep waters."

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