Feng Jun returned to Zhige Mountain, found a good scenery and picked up a beast bag. He talked about his consultation results.

Teacher Mei knew a little more than he had imagined. She went to mud bombing, "In this way, this shadow should be the **** of mud temple ..."

There are really many temples in the mud bombardment, and the gods of worship are also diverse. There is nothing in the world that cannot be enshrined. If anyone thinks that the spoon **** can still be accepted, then please ... the toilet god?

Feng Jun really didn't understand this, and he was a little distracted, but in the end, he still smiled disapprovingly, "Then ... I'll just kill God, I don't know if this deity is in the mud, will it be painful? . "

After he finished speaking, he took the Spirit Beast Bag and waved his hand to release Tempura Luo Hao.

Feng Jun doesn't have a slight affection for this person, so after knowing that yi ether is in a coma, he won't be able to wake up in a short while, nor will he consider adding clothes to this servant—a little colder, he can wake up faster.

When Tempura Luo Hao was arrested, it was March in the Gregorian calendar. It was located in the magic capital. The magic capital in March was already quite warm.

Everyone says that there is no heating in the south of China in the winter, which is more difficult than in the north, but the most difficult thing is the time at the end of the year and the beginning of the year. The magic in March is really warm.

Tempura Luo Hao was also dressed relatively thin, that is, a cotton pajama pajamas was thrown into the snow, and not long after, the skin on his body became white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After about forty minutes, he woke up leisurely.

In fact, he was supposed to wake up later, because the cold can stimulate people to wake up-for example, if a splash of cold water is poured, people can always wake up more quickly.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he sneezed a few times, and the temperature of Zhige Mountain was almost minus ten degrees below zero.

After a few sneezes, he slowly opened his eyes to see the white snow, and then sat up after brushing the floor.

Immediately afterwards, there was another fierce sneeze, earth-shattering, "Ah ... where am I?"

"Where ... Is this question important?" Feng Jun, in fur fur, looked at him coldly with his hands folded. "Anyway, you can't be the master, just when you are dead."

Tempura Luo Hao froze for a while, and even sneezed a few times, watching Feng Jun ask thoughtfully, "Did you bring me out of the Modu residence?"

"There is no magic house, it is your own illusion," Feng Jun said with a smile. "In fact, this is Peru, Fujimori has just come to power, we have a lot to do."

This is what he called nonsense. It was all about the last century when Fujimori was the president of Peru.

Tempura Luo Hao was stunned, looked at him blankly, and then sneeze fiercely, "Ah ~ don't joke, then you have to talk to me at least?"

Feng Jun did not expect to lie to him, so he just smiled slightly, "Your Huaxia ... well said."

My Huaxia ... Of course it is very good! Tempura Luo Hao didn't care about this. The muddy people said that Huaxia dialect is very standard. Isn't this normal? After he was startled, he said, "Excuse me, where am I now?"

Feng Jun smiled at him, "Do you think it is your question time? Or ... do you think you are qualified to ask questions?"

Tempura Luo Hao raised her hand to touch her head and spoke with a little doubt, "This is ... Huaxia?"

"It's me who is asking you," Feng Jun stepped forward and slapped it directly in the face, both crisp and loud--in fact, as long as the Huaxia people who knew the three tombs could not restrain their inner impulses.

This slap also made Tempura Luo Hao recognize the reality, but he couldn't help saying, "I'm Tempura Luo Hao, have you figured out the meaning of this name?"

"I have figured out the meaning of this name," Feng Jun said disapprovingly. "Tempura is a famous cooking technique, but it is also fried food. The original meaning of tempura is' faster 'So, I'll tell you to hurry up?'

Tempura Luo Hao was poked at the painful place, and finally became angry and angry, "Have you figured out the turnover of the Rimu Group? Do you know, my name is in Modu, what does it mean?"

Feng Jun smiled slightly, "I really don't know, can you talk about it?"

At this time, he wouldn't care about such a topic at all, but ... it's not a bad thing to ask, anyway, he's not cold, and it takes time.

Tempura Luo Hao responded in time, he could see the stakes best, so he rubbed his head and said with a trembling voice, "No matter what you mean, you can wait for me to wake up and have something to say Right? "

Feng Jun looked at him with interest, "What gave you the illusion that you feel qualified to ask questions?"

"Well, I am not qualified to ask questions," Tempura Luo Hao replied very simply, "But I have a small request, can you give two clothes? I'm about to freeze to death, your Excellency doesn't want to, I answer half of the questions When it was frozen, was it unconscious? "

"It's no big deal to lose consciousness," Feng Jun replied with a sneer. "Actually feeding a ghost with a spirit of resentment. This kind of lack of virtue you do is really a worthy sin."

Tempura Luo Hao heard this, and his face was white-even though his face was already very white.

He shook his head subconsciously and wanted to deny it, but when he thought about what happened before his coma, he suppressed the idea of ​​denial. After a pause, he spoke out, "Even if I am guilty of death, but Can you warm me up before I die? "

Feng Jun shook his head, "I think that cold helps you think and allows you to double your concentration ... In my impression, shouldn't muddy people be afraid of cold?"

"But ... I'm really cold," Luo Hao, the temptress, shivered and said, "The mud-bombs are not afraid of cold, because the weather is not cold. When those predecessors were in Manchuria ..."

"Huh?" Feng Jun frowned, squinting coldly, "What are you talking about?"

"Okay, it was my speechlessness," Tempura Luo Hao understood very well the principle of "who dare not bow his head when he is under a low eaves", "I hope that your Excellency will be seen as a humanitarian ..."

Feng Jun interrupted his words again, "There are many soldiers buried alive by the mud bombers in the three dead pits where you raised ghosts. Did you muddle people talk about humanitarianism at that time?"

There was a trace of surprise on Tempura Luo Hao's face, "Is this ... buried alive? In that case, I'm really sorry to trouble you, but I think I need to make a statement. This matter has nothing to do with me." , At that time I was not born yet. "

After a pause, he spoke again, "I think that in a modern society, it is uncivilized to anger at will."

Feng Jun also wanted to say something. The beautiful scenery spoke quietly. "Boss, give him two pieces of clothing. There is still a decapitated meal on death row. Mud bombers can be brutal. We are civilized people."

Feng Jun snorted softly and found two down jackets. He threw it over, "It's cheaper for you."

Tempura Luo Hao's eyes stared at the boss in an instant, he pointed at Feng Jun with a horrified expression, "You ... are you a Taoist?"

Legends such as storage space also have mud bombardment. Seeing the other party take out two clothes out of thin air, he really wants to be shocked and shocked.

But even if it was shocking, he did not forget to quickly pick up a down jacket, put it on his body, and then put another down jacket on the snow, wrapping his feet and legs.

Feng Jun did not speak, so he looked at him so lightly.

After Tempura Luo Hao got the down jacket, his condition improved markedly. When Feng Jun felt the smoke and smoked, he wanted one.

This problem is still used to it? Feng Jun said coldly: Answer the questions first, and then talk about your performance.

Tempura Luo Hao did not dare to object, and could only express timidly, I do not know what you want to know?

Pick it up and say secretly, Feng Jun gestured blankly: the overseas wanderers will be good, the mother and mother will be yin and yang, and slowly say.

Tempura Luo Hao realized that the other party was a monk, and he didn't have many fluke in his heart, so he told him honestly that his ancestor was Yin Yang Master, and his grandfather used to be a small staff in the foreign capital of the magic capital.

Before the surrender of mud bombardment ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ his father ran to Africa and then settled there.

When the mud bombardment began to develop rapidly in the 1970s, his father wanted to return to his country to develop, but was regarded as "unfaithful" because they did not experience the Great Depression after the capitulation.

Tempura Luo Hao also spent a few years in the mud, feeling the dissatisfaction of others with his heart.

After this, he stepped out of the mud-bomb development and came to China about fifteen years ago.

Since Feng Jun already knew a lot of inside stories, Tian Hao Luo Hao did not deny that he did indeed set up a formation, but that was not a "son-mother yin and yang formation", but was passed down by his yin and yang teacher of this department. " Enshrine and cultivate into the front. "

But this formation was not built by him, but by his father-he wouldn't know it.

Feng Jun heard this and couldn't help sneering. "It's obviously a stupid array, but you said it was a straight line. Even if you muddled people to steal other people's things, it's embarrassing to advertise it as original?"

When Tempura Luo Hao heard this, even if she was afraid of the Taoist, she couldn't help but refute, "It is mainly China who does plagiarism, plagiarism and piracy now? The muddy international image is much better."

Feng Jun heard the words and laughed coldly, "Because there are fewer steals now, don't these over 1,000 years of stealing count?"

"Actually, there are a lot of plagiarisms from the muddy people now," Good Scenery coldly repaired the knife next to them. "They have a paper plagiarism scandal inside, and they also sent a lot of spies to the high-end technology in China ... many There are warnings on the internal reference. "

After all, she is a person in the system, even if it is not an important department, but the relevant policy spirit will be conveyed.

Tempura Luo Hao couldn't help it, "We Rimu Company, because you plagiarized your technology, had to come to China to set up a factory!"