The Buddhist Cannon Fodder of Seventies [MTL]

Chapter 68 What are you doing?

The seven-color rainbow reflected Gu Mingdong's eyes with changing colors, not like a real person.

Gu Mingdong rubbed his forehead, reached out and pinched the small vine: "You think my movement is not big enough, right?"

The color scheme of Barbara's little fairy made it impossible for him to complain.

The supernatural power that was pulled tightly swayed the branches and leaves, and finally was willing to put away the buds.

The seven open petals trembled, retracted slightly, and turned translucent under Gu Mingdong's eyes, disappearing into the chest.

Gu Mingdong reached out and touched it. The guy who had made such a big fuss was now completely inside his body, and even the original mark became faintly visible.

This is not that the power has become weaker. Gu Mingdong can feel its strength and activity. In the dark, he knows that his power has entered a new stage. The blooming flowers represent reproduction. As long as he gives it enough power. , it will bear fruit.

What will be the result of the superpower? Gu Mingdong thought with a strange expression.

The rainbow disappeared, but the benefits of upgrading the superpower were huge. Gu Mingdong opened his body. This time, he could feel the breath of the mountain without having to touch the ground.

Every inch and every inch of the mountain forest has become his treasure. Now if he wants to hunt wild boars, he no longer has to search hard. A single thought can make them fall into the trap.

Gu Mingdong suddenly jumped to the top of the camphor tree.

Looking down from a high place, Gu Mingdong had the illusion of owning a kingdom.

This feeling was so wonderful that Gu Mingdong was addicted to it.

Of course, the illusion can only be an illusion. Today's mountains and forests belong to the state. Even if he contracts them after the reform and opening up in the future, the actual ownership will not be attributed to him.

Gu Mingdong didn't worry about this. He felt abundant power and was very satisfied.

Suddenly, Gu Mingdong noticed the bright sky. When he looked again, the sun had already set to the west. It was obviously the afternoon of the next day.

His expression changed slightly. He had disappeared for so long, and the brothers and sisters in the family would definitely be worried. It would be bad if they were too anxious to find someone to search the mountain.

With no time to look at the scenery, Gu Mingdong jumped down and felt a headache again when he saw the dozen iron boxes.

The treasure was found, but it was of no use at all.

Except for the one he opened just now, the rest of the tin boxes contained gold, silver and jewelry, which must not be taken out now.

Gu Mingdong thought for a while, and the naughty vines popped up again, dragging the boxes into the ground neatly.

Such an obedient and sensible Vine was so smart that Gu Mingdong raised his eyebrows.

He approached and picked up the gold box that fell on the ground, and then he discovered that there was a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wings hidden under the red silk.

The ivory white paper feels extremely flexible and smells of a light fragrance, which contains the charm of history.

Gu Mingdong looked down and saw many words written on the paper, but unfortunately he didn't recognize any of them.