But Chen Chusheng thought that he was relying on Huang Daxian to get out of the poverty line.

If it weren't for Huang Taixian falling from the sky, his grandson, Gou Zuozi, would have definitely seen the King of Hell at this time.

He still has selfish intentions and is unwilling to share Wong Tai Sin.

Who knows how much food Wong Tai Sin can provide?

What if you are generous and make Wong Tai Sin unhappy?

He didn't want to be hungry anymore, or even eat those dark and sniffy rice cakes.

Especially after tasting Wong Tai Sin's pickled tofu, rice and this delicious braised pork.

When Chen Chusheng thought that he might never be able to eat it again, he felt like he wanted to die.

So he said with a hard heart: "I'm sorry, our food is only enough for us to eat ourselves. You'd better go to other construction sites to think of a solution."

When Gou Shengzi heard Sha Zhu and their names, he was so sad that he wanted to cry.

These are all his friends he has made in the past two years. They have also caught fish in the river and climbed trees to pick bird eggs.

"Grandpa, why don't you give them some food."

Chen Chusheng, who had always loved his grandson, was furious when he heard this and slapped Gou Zuozi hard: "Shut up! There is no place for you to speak here."

Han Tan was also completely disappointed.

It's so dark, where can he borrow food?

Besides, in this deep mountain forest, don’t let the food be borrowed, he feeds the beasts himself first.

There are many wild wolves, tigers and leopards on Mount Li.

Although it is the edge of the Qinling Mountains, it is also the Qinling Mountains!

Just when Han talks are wandering and wants to leave.

The wooden door behind him was suddenly opened.

"Do you want food? I'll give it to you."

Han Tan could only see a figure standing in the light.

"I am the one who is Huang He, you can call me Huang Taixian like them."

Huang He let Han Tan into the room.

At this time, more than 150 people in the shed looked at each other, like a knife and a sword. It was like Han Tan's two battles, and he was about to leave first.

"Wang Tai Sin?"

Han Tan looked at the young man in front of him blankly.

Short hair, no beard, handsome, wearing clothes made of unknown fabrics, looks both mysterious and gorgeous.

Huang He took out his cell phone and clicked.

The flash made Han Tan squint his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Han Tan didn't know what was going on, but when he saw clearly the square-like thing in Huang He's hand, there was a picture of himself on it.

"Shangxian, please collect your magical powers!"

Han Tan thought Huang He had taken away his soul, so he knelt on the ground with a plop.

At this moment, he regretted it extremely.

I regret why I was obsessed with it and wanted to borrow food from the 10086 construction site.

Before the food was borrowed, the soul was caught away first.

The same goes for the sayings of ghosts and gods in this era are unquestionable, and even if they send troops to fight, they have to take the gods to ask for divination.

Even if the country is like this, Han Tan's "All People" who promotes the people is even more indifferent to ghosts and gods.

Huang He smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll just show my methods."

Then he deleted the photo in front of Han Tan.

Han Tan then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you really a god?"

Han Tan had never seen a strange scene in which Huang He appeared out of thin air, so he still had doubts about Huang He's identity.

Seeing that he was rude, Chen Chusheng scolded, "Bold! He dared to be disrespectful to the immortal."

The rest of the workers also glared at him.

If the vision can kill people, Han Tan is already full of holes.
Chapter completed!