I stack buffs in a weird world!

The sun rose as usual, and the blue sunlight sprinkled on the earth.

"Um... my head hurts."

Yun Fei slowly woke up, holding his forehead and groaning.

"What? Didn't sleep well?"

Zhang Yang's voice came from the side, and Yun Fei stood up quickly, "Brother Zharen, I had a dream all night yesterday, it was really uncomfortable."

Zhang Yang smiled at the listless Yun Fei, "What kind of beautiful dream was this? So tired"

Yun Fei smiled embarrassedly and didn't say anything.

He didn't dare to say that he ran after the bride covered with a red veil in his dream all night yesterday, and he was just a little bit short every time.

This fucking run broke his legs!

"DuangDuang..." The bell for the morning class rang.

Yun Fei stood up hurriedly, but he almost fell because his legs were weak.

"It's over, the morning class is about to start."

He didn't bother to wash up, and ran out directly behind Zhang Yang.

The morning class was as usual, and there was no difference between Old Monk Qingming and Tan Tan.

Yun Kun turned his head frequently and sneered at Zhang Yang, but he didn't care at all.

Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head.

It doesn't matter. Wait for another hour. He will pull out Yun Kun's teeth one by one. I believe that he will smile more brilliantly at that time.

Breakfast was still the same vegetables and tofu, which made Zhang Yang, who had just eaten for two days, a little sick.

After eating vegetarian food and receiving the anti-miasma pill, Zhang Yang took Yun Fei down the mountain directly.

The west side of the mountain was still the same, wrapped in a large miasma, and some poisonous insects flew by faintly.

The two were about to enter the miasma when they heard Yun Kun's voice behind them.

"Brother Zharen, please stay!"

Zhang Yang walked into the miasma without looking back, 'Stay? Stay Grandma Li's leg, do you think you are Shen Gongbao? ’

Watching Zhang Yang and Yun Fei disappear into the miasma, Yun Kun gnashed his teeth in hatred. This time, he would torture Zha Ren to death no matter what.

“Let’s go, don’t let them run away.”

Yun Kun waved his hand and followed with a few of his brothers, leaving only some neutral woodcutter monks who shook their heads and chose another direction to walk into the miasma.

Just like yesterday, after entering the miasma, it was all white and only the scenery within ten meters could be seen clearly.

“Stop! Zha Ren... Where do you want to go?”

Yun Kun’s shout came from behind.

Zhang Yang smiled and turned around, “Yun Ji, you are so slow, I have been waiting for you for a long time.”

Yun Kun almost fainted when he heard this. His Dharma name was clearly Yun Kun, and he didn’t know why Zha Ren kept calling him Yun Ji.

But it didn’t matter, anyway, he was going to die here today.

"Hehe... I hope you can still be so hard-mouthed in a while. I have been practicing for two and a half years, and now I have mastered the Qingming Hand.

You ran fast yesterday, but now I want to see what you can do to compare with me."

Yun Kun learned from yesterday's lesson and decided to change his strategy. Isn't this Zha Ren a fast runner?

He had just sent his younger brothers to flank him, and he would definitely not let this little thief get away this time.

Talking trash to Zha Ren just now was just a way to delay time.

"Brother Zha Ren, we are surrounded!"

Yun Fei pretended to panic and looked at the woodcutter monks who were constantly approaching.

At this time, seeing that the two of them were trapped in a jar, Yun Kun finally showed his true colors, looking confident.

"Brother Zha Ren, where are you going this time?"

"Run, I don't even want to run?"

Zhang Yang shrugged and looked at Yun Kun with a smile.

Yun Kun's expression froze, and he immediately felt that something was wrong. He looked at Zhang Yang suspiciously, and then looked at the brothers around him.

He found that these people were vaguely trying to surround him.

He was not a fool, and he immediately understood, but he was not very worried in his heart, because these people had not cultivated the Qingming Hand.

The bone-eating insects alone could not do anything to him.

"I didn't expect that you actually turned the people around me against you. Haha... Do you think you can deal with me with just these three melons and two dates?"

Yun Kun shook his head. To be honest, these woodcutter monks combined were not as good as him.

This is the gap between those who have cultivated magical powers and those who have not cultivated magical powers. This gap cannot be made up by numbers alone.

"Die!"

The space behind Yun Kun twisted, and a green ghost hand stretched out directly... It hit the tree trunk directly, and the tree trunk as thick as two people was directly broken.

That's right, Yun Kun was hit again.

"This... this is..."

The woodcutter monks who had rebelled were stunned to see Yun Kun being so serious about the trees, and he kept cursing.

They couldn't help but shudder, and glanced at Zhang Yang with a vague look, and felt a sense of fear in their hearts.

"Don't just stand there, go collect the green-bellied ants."

Yun Fei instructed several woodcutter monks.

"Hey!"

"Oh my god, I'm rich.""A wave of fat!"

Several woodcutter monks walked towards the broken tree happily.

Half an hour later, Yun Kun performed the Qingming Hand a little tiredly.

Zhang Yang yawned boredly, and the surrounding trees suffered.

However, Yun Fei and several other woodcutter monks were very happy, and they collected tirelessly.

An hour later, Yun Kun was panting, and his Qingming Hand was a little sluggish.

"Zha Ren... If you have the guts, don't run. Are you a loach?"

Another half an hour later, Yun Kun was out of breath while holding on to the tree, but he still tried to punch the air.

"Yun Fei, roast the two sweet potatoes you brought. I'm a little hungry."

Zhang Yang and Yun Fei squatted on the ground and ate roasted sweet potatoes.

"Brother Zha Ren... How long do you think he can hold on?"

Yun Fei blew on the sweet potatoes and asked in a low voice.

In fact, he was more puzzled by the fact that Senior Brother Zharen had opened his strange eyes for such a long time and was not afraid of being contaminated.

But he was not stupid, and such secrets were not for him to know.

"Should I say it or not, I still admire Yunji's perseverance. It seems that he is so angry with me."

Zhang Yang took a bite of the roasted sweet potato, well, so sweet!

"Senior Brother Zharen, this is the collected green-bellied ants."

Several woodcutter monks put the porcelain bottle containing the green-bellied ants in front of Zhang Yang.

"Well... not bad!"

Zhang Yang smiled and patted the shoulders of several woodcutter monks, and the blood pupil instantly parasitized into the bodies of these people.

These people also felt something strange, and looked at the blood pupils that kept coming out of their bodies in horror.

"From now on, everyone is one of us. Here... these are for you."

Zhang Yang happily shared a quarter of the green-bellied ants.

Slaves also need to be fed, right?

Regardless of whether these people are willing or not, he asked Yunfei to collect these green-bellied ants.

He walked towards Yun Kun and dispelled Yun Kun's illusion.

"Zha Ren, don't run if you dare."

"I won't run!"

Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"..."

At this time, Yun Kun realized that something was wrong. The surroundings were in a mess, and every tree was broken just right.

"You..."

Yun Kun subconsciously looked at the blood pupil on Zhang Yang's forehead.

"Yes, you guessed right."

Yun Kun's face was extremely ugly. He saw the broken trees yesterday, but he didn't realize it. Now thinking back, it was indeed a bit strange.

Unfortunately, he realized it a little too late now.