Infinite Waste Pick-up System

Liu Fan only felt that he was full of strength, as if he had the power of great waste.

Bang!

Liu Fan hit a half man high boulder nearby, and the boulder cracked!

"So strong!"

Liu Fan was surprised when he looked at the fist wrapped by Changsheng.

Slow slow God, he found that the day has come.

……

On this night, Jiang Xiaoying and others encountered too many strange things, such as the rat tide out of thin air, the Yin corpse poisonous insects that make people feel cold, and the fog full of insects. Few people would believe it if they told it.

Fortunately, with the help of Liu fan, everything was in danger.

And after they had breakfast, the provincial expert archaeological team also came in a hurry to start the excavation of the general's tomb.

"Van Gogh, thanks to you this time, I will react with the superior and give you a reward."

Jiang Xiaoying and Liu Fan shake hands and feel excited.

And Liu Fan shook his head with a smile and said, "don't praise me. This is what I should do. I must be careful when I come across such a difficult thing in the future."

"Find the master, find the master!"

The Golden Flower mouse AI Wen stands on Liu Fan's shoulder and shouts repeatedly.

Ever since Liu Fan got changshengqi, as a highly spiritual AI Wen has been sticking to Liu Fan. Changshengqi is too attractive to him.

Jiang Xiaoying is still curious, touching Elvin's fluffy squirrel tail, can't put it down.

"I'm sorry, van."

At this time, Zhao Yu was embarrassed to come up and apologized to Liu Fan. After Liu Fan secretly cured his leg injury with long anger, he had recovered to 7788.

Zhao Yu was completely convinced of his life-saving benefactor.

"It's a big deal. You just have nothing to do."

Liu Fan slapped Zhao Yu on the shoulder, then sneaked up and said in a low voice, "if you want to catch up with your captain, you have to show your strength. She likes to have brains and courage."

Zhao Yu blinked and laughed.

Sometimes the tacit understanding between men is so simple.

Then Liu fan turns around and gets on the tricycle.

"Old village head, can I collect rags here now?"

Liu Fan looked at the old village head who was smoking in the yard with a smile.

The old village head looked sad and nodded perfunctorily: "go, go."

Liu Fan only said that the old village chief was sad because the tomb of the general had been developed. There was no way. If the state did not develop it, it would give the tomb robbers an opportunity.

After saying goodbye to the police, Liu Fan pedals a tricycle and the big horn rings.

"Garbage, junk, junk, junk..."

The purity of the mountain was suddenly broken.

"Big brother who collects junk!"

A little girl with two horsetails stops Liu fan, but Hou Junyi's sister, Hou Xiaoru.

"Big brother, my grandfather said that there are rags at home!"

"Good!" said Liu fanxi

……

When Liu fan saw Hou Junyi's home, he was shocked.

It's too shabby, isn't it!

There are three brick houses in the courtyard. Several pieces of glass are broken and can only be pasted with newspapers. There are many bamboo strips, bamboo poles and these shaped bamboo baskets in the courtyard.

An old man was knitting a bamboo basket.

"Oh, this is the hero who helped the police. What a promising young man."

The old man looked up at Liu Fan. His dark complexion was full of the traces of time, but his eyes were very clear and soft.

"Hello, Grandpa."

Liu Fan called respectfully.

"Well, young man, you can take away that pile of rags. They were all picked up in the field before. It's useless."

The old man pointed to a pair of sundries in the corner of the house.