Super Golden Eye

"Let me think about it."

Blatter lowered his head and thought for a long time before he said: "Now the only thing that can be determined that the God of Light has used it is in the Temple of the Goddess! It may be the only thing that has not been taken away."

Fang Yang immediately asked: "What is it?"

Blatter had a weird face, and he squeezed a word from his mouth: "It's a trough for feeding cows!"

Fang Yang's eyes almost fell: "The trough for feeding the cows?! Used by the God of Light? Are you sure you are not funny?"

Blatter was a little speechless: "Am I so bored? Didn't you read the Bright Bible? The God of Bright had a bad life when he was a child.

When he was born, his family was very poor, and he could only live in a cow-feeding shed without even a bed. So after the God of Light was born, he was placed in a trough that feeds the cows.

It is now possible to confirm certain items related to the God of Light, except for this one with absolute certainty, no other guarantees. "

Fang Yang stood up and said, "Take me to see."

The Temple of the God Mother is unremarkable on the back of the Guangming Sacred Mountain. Unlike other tall and magnificent palaces, it is slightly shabby, but with a touch of tranquility and tranquility.

The cultivators in the Hall of the Goddess were mostly nuns and sacrifices. Under the leadership of Blatter, the two came to a side hall next to them.

This room is not big, and there are no other furnishings, but in the middle of the room, there is a simple altar with a...a trough for feeding cows!

Blatter pointed to the trough above and said, "That's it."

Fang Yang looked at the bulky and rough food trough above, and understood why the God of Guangming didn't take it away.

The one placed above is a very ordinary food trough. If it hadn't been the cradle of the **** of light, I am afraid it would have been forgotten in the corner.

And it was nearly two meters in size, Fang Yang also looked at it and shook his head: "If I were the God of Light, I wouldn't take it away."

Blatter felt the same way: "You have seen things too, what do you do next?"

Fang Yang said, "I want to go out for a while and bring me over tomorrow."

Blatter didn't ask Fang Yang what he was doing down the mountain: "Okay, I will send you down the mountain first."

Leaving the Bright Sacred Mountain, Fang Yang turned around, turned into the nearby mountain, found a piece of stone, took out the dragon scale sword, and made a new food trough.

But this was not enough. He found a cattle factory, threw the food trough into the septic tank behind his nose, and immediately flashed far away.

I randomly found a hotel in the small town to stay, and at noon the next day, I quietly returned to the septic tank, fished out the food trough, and performed some old treatments.

After some tossing, it seemed to be no different from the food trough in the **** mother's hall.

Then Fang Yang cut down another big tree, dug a big hole in the trunk, put the trough in it and put the orchid ring in it, called Wang Qiang and asked him to fly over to pick him up.

After all arrangements were made, Fang Yang returned to Guangming Sacred Mountain. Seeing Blatter, the two did not say anything, and went straight to the Temple of the Goddess.

When he walked to the door of the side hall, Blatter suddenly said: "I'll go and make it easier, you can go in first."

A fool can see that Blatter is leaving on purpose to create a chance for Fang Yang. He will naturally not be polite: "Well, then I will go down the mountain without waiting for you."

Bra characteristic nodded: "Yes, I won't send you off."

After finishing speaking, Blatt turned his head and left, Fang Yang himself entered the side hall, quickly put the trough on the altar into the blue heart ring, put the dummy on it, and quickly withdrew from the temple of the goddess, and went straight down the mountain.

As soon as he walked out of the scope of Guangming Sacred Mountain and arrived at the agreed place, he heard the roar of airplanes from the sky, and a rope ladder descended from the sky. Wang Qiang's timing was just right.

Climbing into the cabin, the plane circled in the air for a week, turning around and flew eastward. Fang Yang sat down beside Wang Qiang, "I came here very quickly, how about the injuries on my body?"

Wang Qiang's face was ruddy, and he seemed to have recovered very well: "With a half fairy like you by your side, even if you want to die, it's not that easy.

What the **** is coming to Guangming Sacred Mountain this time? Are you looking at someone else's baby again? You guy, just can't afford to get early. "

Fang Yang blinked his eyes: "You're right, I really did something, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the baby."

Wang Qiang looked contemptuously: "You can pull it down! Just your eyes, can you see ordinary things?"

"Don't believe it? Then look at what baby this is!"

Fang Yang took out the bull trough without saying a word. Fortunately, the space on the plane is large enough, and I am not afraid of not being able to put it down.

Seeing the bull trough on the ground, Wang Qiang was stunned for a while, and suddenly reached out to touch Fang Yang's forehead, but Fang Yang slapped him with a palm: "Go to the dead, aren't you looking at it?"

Wang Qiang said solemnly: "I just want to see if you have a fever and your brain is burnt and bewildered! You run so far, just do such a thing?

In China, just find a mountainous area, how much do you want, as long as you give the money, you can't pull it back in a car? Do you want to develop a breeding business? Then this one is not enough to see? "

Fang Yang said: "I have never thought about developing a breeding business. This thing looks inconspicuous, but it has a lot of history."

Wang Qiang curled his lips: "Please, I really think I'm an idiot? What's the origin of a cow-feeding trough? Did it pretend to be the queen mother's foot bath?"

"Why have you stayed with Ji Ping for a long time, and your mouth has become so damaged?"

Fang Yang was a little depressed: "Although this has not been used as a footwasher for the Queen Mother, but has been a cradle for the God of Light, is it considered to have a lot of origin?"

"Being a cradle for the God of Guangming?" Wang Qiang re-examined the bull trough on the ground again, and sighed with emotion:

"It seems that the God of Guangming is not of a high background, and he is also a poor middle peasant! But what are you doing back with such a broken thing?

Is it because you want to have a son in the future and use this thing as a cradle? Is it too shabby? "

Fang Yang was irritated by Wang Qiang: "You only use this as a cradle for your son! No matter how poor you are, isn't it? It is naturally useful to bring it back, and you will know it then."

Wang Qiang shrugged his shoulders: "If you don't say anything, don't tell me, it seems like someone is rare. You come to fly the plane, and I'll take a rest."

Fang Yang saw Wang Qiang really walk from the driver's seat to the rest area, and immediately called him: "Hey, can you be more dedicated? You are here to pick me up, why do I need to fly the plane myself?"

Wang Qiang replied confidently: "I'm sick, and I haven't recovered yet. Of course I have to pay attention to rest! Don't bother me, I'm going to sleep."

"Bang~" Fang Yang was helpless when he saw Wang Qiang walked into the guest room and closed the door, so he had to sit in the pilot's seat and control the plane.

At midnight, the special plane landed smoothly at Jiangbei Airport. Fang Yang kicked Wang Qiang's door: "I'm home, I have to go back to sleep. I'll go first, regardless of you."

After getting off the plane, Baofu's car was already waiting below. After getting in the car, Fang Yang said directly: "Go to Jinyan."

Although it was late at night, the cultivator didn't particularly care. I made a call ahead of time, and when the car drove outside Jinyan's residence, she happened to be greeted from inside.