Chapter 1472 Tampering

There is no wind in the middle of the night, and the outline of the forest sea under the starry sky and moonlight is undulating.

With the help of the moonlight, you can clearly see a plume of smoke. It does not rise high enough to spread out, like a small cloud at night.

Half of the wood in the bonfire gradually went out.

When the fire disappeared, the smoke became thicker, and the dark red charcoal made a crackling sound. Several rough men were lying around beside the campfire. Their snoring sounds were like those of wild beasts in the forest. I don’t know who had their feet covered with black hair resting on the other’s feet. On the body, the thick leg hair is blowing in the wind, and its smell is pungent.

Zhenbei didn't sleep, so he used a wooden stick to pull out the sweet potatoes buried in the fire and knock off the charcoal ashes.

A certain white dragon had already left after eating and drinking, and left in the beam of light. Now sitting next to him was the dragon scale clone of Lord Bai Yu who had followed him for many years.

Put the hot sweet potatoes on the rocks to cool down, and pick up the leg bones thrown away by a certain dragon.

Katsa

After breaking it open, the delicious food inside was revealed and handed to the dragon scale clone.

"Eat it, it tastes very good, don't dislike it, it's all leftovers from your own meals."

The dragon scale clone nodded and took the leg bone, eating the roasted bone marrow directly with his hands, occasionally glancing at the sweet potatoes.

Zhenbei silently moved the sweet potato in front of him, and finally roasted the sweet potato to get sugar. Zhenbei did not intend to give up the hard-earned sweets and planned to eat alone, even if the other person had lived in his head for many years.

Then break a leg bone and chat while eating.

"Why do I feel that what came here is not like your true body? It looks exactly the same and can eat and drink. It must be a clone."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the bones and fish bones and clam shells scattered around the reef.

I almost died from exhaustion from the busy barbecue last night.

The dragon scale clone ate and glanced sideways at Zhenbei.

"Is it really okay for you to discuss my affairs in front of me? Will you feel embarrassed?"

"No, your true self and the other you, uh, are a bit confused. Have you brought you any other news? What I mean is that you and yourself should have the ability to share information. Can you share it with me? Tell me, I feel like you are having difficulty with your body."

Hearing this, the clone that threw away the bone nodded.

"There are indeed difficulties. You will know when you go to the Prime World. You can't help."

"Ha, when I completely refine the ancient battlefield, can I help solve the problem?"

"No, I just ate too much and had indigestion. I choked. I didn't expect that I would be so greedy. Alas..."

"..."

Well, Zhenbei did not suspect that his old friend was lying, after all, the dragon was really greedy.

As the old saying goes, you can't look at dragons with human thinking. It shouldn't be wrong to choke, but you don't know what kind of indigestible food you are eating.

Forget it, I still can’t figure it out after much thought. I’ll talk about the future later.

It is said that the dragon is worthy of its auspicious name, and he did not forget to clean up the evil spirit while feasting last night. At least Zhenbei believes that the death of the evil spirit is related to Lord Bai Yu. Otherwise, it cannot explain the suicidal behavior. A dragon is eating, and a certain notorious ghost king coincides with it. Passing by and provoking, they melted under the gaze of a certain dragon's indifferent eyes.

Everything happened calmly.

I'm afraid that evil-doing ghost will never figure out how to end it. Maybe a certain dragon doesn't take it seriously at all.

Daybreak is coming, and I have survived the darkest part of the night before dawn.

The rough guys who were sleeping soundly woke up one after another due to suppressing their thirst or thirst, and the dragon scale clones disappeared silently.

Zhenbei threw a handful of hay into the ashes, skillfully blew on it to ignite it, and then threw the remaining food from last night's barbecue directly into the fire.

The brothers are all a bunch of reckless people, and they have to eat in a shoddy way.

Regardless of whether it would burn if thrown into the fire, I took a thin stick with charcoal and went to the water to brush my teeth and wash my face.

Several people yawned and squatted by the water, holding water to wash their faces.

"Boss, I remember I died once yesterday, and then...how did I come back to life? Did I have a nightmare?"

The rough man who had died once wiped his face, his eyes were confused and he was trying to remember.

Zhenbei was stunned, spat out the river water in his mouth, and looked at his good brother with scrutinizing eyes, suspecting that his memory had been modified!

The others also followed suit and spoke some Mihu dialect.

"We were still fighting yesterday. How did we get here? Are we deserters?"

"What's wrong with deserters? It's not like we were sent out once or twice as deserters."

"It makes sense. The brothers are just trying to earn a living, and they are different from those stupid cannon fodder who worship the noble master as their ancestor. Their lives belong to others."

"I just want to know how you got here, and who eats these bones and fish bones?"

"Oh my! Who ate so much? It's so delicious!"

Zhenbei, who was silent next to him, figured out that their memories had really been tampered with. There was no doubt that it was Bai Moulong who had done it. It was estimated that the memories of tens of thousands of people on the battlefield had been tampered with. It sounded shocking, but Zhenbei believed that it was right. It's very easy for a certain dragon.

Zhenbei has seen immortals, but except for a certain Bai, no one has such means.

Just grab a few sips of water and feel refreshed and refreshed.

"As expected of the future God Emperor, he is really strong. Even if I absorb the ancient battlefield, I still can't defeat him..."

On the ancient battlefield filled with corpses of mythical beasts and ferocious beasts, Bai Yujun's dragon scale clone smiled slightly and directly filtered out the complaints.

…

A remote little world.

Bai Yujun opened his eyes, and the fat cat who was napping with his head on the threshold looked back, raised one front paw and stretched out, and continued to look at the door. The sun shone diagonally into the store from outside the door, and the fat tiger was illuminated by the light. The beard is clearly visible.

Although Moubai woke up, he still lay there and was too lazy to move, promoting his lazy spirit with the fat-headed cat.

Why stand when you can lie down and enjoy the afternoon sun.

Being frozen in the ice is already very hard. Even if you project your consciousness, you can still feel the cold and scorching stalemate. It's like the endless cycle of yin and yang. It has great benefits, but you have to be able to bear it. Fortunately, the mythical beast True Dragon The physique is almost perfect, especially the blood of the orthodox emperor of the Dragon Clan, otherwise Bai Yujun would not be able to bear it at all.

As the savior who saves all living things, it makes sense to have a doppelganger to be lazy.

Unknowingly, it started to drizzle again outside the window...

The two lazy guys spent their days in a daze, and unknowingly the sun rose and the moon set. One day when they went out, they discovered that grass had grown in the cracks in the bricks around the pavilion due to neglect.

Moubai changed into a well-made chef's clothes and suddenly wanted to eat some green onions and tofu. He stepped on the clouds and went out, only to find that there were overgrown weeds in his house.

Jumped off the cloud, bent down and pulled a piece of weed into his mouth.

"Low-grade spiritual grass? Well, this dragon must have affected the vegetation on the top of the mountain to make the spiritual grass grow."

The fat-headed cat sniffed the smell but did not move his mouth. If he had devoured it in large quantities before, now he was fed the leftovers thrown away by a certain white man and became so arrogant that he had developed the consciousness of rich people's wine and meat, forgetting the virtue of diligence and frugality.

Bai Yujun threw away the remaining blades of grass in his hand.

"Since you don't want to eat it, it will be left to the animals and birds in the mountains to eat. If you let everything happen, you will be considered a blessing."

Jumping on the clouds, I floated slowly to the open space behind the building to collect ingredients. I randomly scattered some vegetable seeds and they grew well. Unfortunately, I didn't learn how to weed and repel insects every day, and the seeds grew as messy as weeds.

I had just plucked some green onions and noticed a person coming up the mountain road.

"A customer is here, um...a little beggar?"