Chapter 828 Methodical

Four Uncle Capsule... Lin Tianchu suddenly remembered the famous advertisement and smiled bitterly.

"Yes, captain's brother! I forgot to say something!" Qingluan didn't notice Lin Tianchu's distressed expression and continued to say, "There is a curse in Luofengpo: No one can attack the winged man here! Otherwise, in less than three days, you will bleed to death! No one has been able to escape this curse for three thousand years!"

Little Lori raised her head and came to Lin Tianchu mysteriously. "The woman said, this is the blessing of the Holy Mountain! She told us that there is an advice that has been circulating for 3,000 years: the holy mountain does not fall, and the yellow sand does not attack!"

Well, why does this sentence sound so awkward? In the next few minutes, Qingluan relayed Feng Linger's opinion on this sentence again. Finally, little Lori looked at Lin Tianchu quietly and waited for his order.

"Well, that's good!" Lin Tianchu stood up, pawled twice in the room, thought for a moment, and finally said, "Qingluan, you let Vivian follow the original plan. Not only don't relax your vigilance, but also increase the patrol..."

Lin Tianchu slowly told Xiao Loli about his plan, which generally meant that he was tight inside and loose. On the premise of not affecting the festive atmosphere of the festival, he wasware of those yellow sand thieves. Little Loli nodded, saw that Lin Tianchu had almost eaten, packed up the dishes and chopsticks, and tiptoedly lifted the curtain and went out.

"I don't want to bet my fate on a rumor that has been circulating for 3,000 years!" Looking at the little Lori's figure disappearing behind the curtain, Lin Tianchu muttered to himself.

The holy mountain will not fall, and the yellow sand will not attack!

Swan curse? Xiao Linger, is that the idea you made? Harvest Festival, interesting and interesting!

For the wing festival the day after tomorrow, Lin Tianchu suddenly looked forward to it.

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When Lin Tianchu opened his eyes, it was already noisy and lively outside. Tomorrow is the Harvest Festival. The wingers are busy, and everyone's faces are full of happy smiles.

After meditating all night, Lin Tianchu walked out of the room, and the morning sun shone on his face, which was very warm. Many people recognized the black-haired young man and saw him come out of the patriarch's room. Many winged people were pale and obviously misunderstood something.

"Man, are you up? Hee hee, big lazy worm, come and help me. I will host the harvest festival this year!" Lin Tianchu stretched out at the door, and the sound of the wind bell came from the corner of the street.

Lin Tianchu looked up, and the girl waved to herself from afar. Her face was full of happy smiles, and the two rows of white teeth were very beautiful in the sun.

What is the biggest difference between a girlfriend and a wife? The former is a sheep, gentle, virtuous, and polite to you; the latter is a tiger, a married woman, who will not be polite to her husband, carrying gas, repairing water meters, and all the strength work, you can be honest with me! Otherwise, just wait to kneel on the clothes board at night.

Feng Linger asked Lin Tianchu for help. She was not polite at all. What did it mean? Xiao Damu didn't find out at all. He was just a little surprised and ran over and gave advice to the wing princess.

Responsible for a festive festival of tens of thousands of people. The burden on the shoulders is not light, from the reception of distinguished guests, the holding of ceremonies, to the arrangement of food and accommodation, and even the distribution of toilets. In less than ten minutes after Lin Tianchu was by her side, three groups of people came to find the wing princess and report on the size of the harvest festival.

"Man, can you help me?" Looking at Lin Tianchu doing nothing, Feng Linger said angrily.

"Isn't that good?" Lin Tianchu spread out his hands and asked with some hesitation. Although he is a distinguished guest of the wing clan, he doesn't want to lose the notoriety of interfering in the internal affairs of his clan.

"Of course!" Seeing Lin Tianchu's aggrieved look, Feng Linger smiled bitterly. Did I ask you to come here to watch the fun? What do you think I mean by letting you live in your own house? Stinky man!

"Okay!" Seeing that the woman next to her lost her temper for no reason, Lin Tianchu was speechless and quickly agreed.

Lin Tianchu is on the earth, but he is the master of a group. Naturally, his ability is needless to say, management, resource allocation, these are all a piece of cake. Those big and small affairs of the Harvest Festival made Fengling, who hosted the conference for the first time, a big head, but after Lin Tianchu took over her work, things immediately became different.

"Gold coin, you go down and take your people to find Xia Ya. She will tell you what to do." The gold coin is responsible for patrolling things. He just asked what to do when he meets a noisy guest.

The most important thing in the festival is the atmosphere. If you meet a deliberately disruptive guest, will you catch it or not? This is a troublesome problem. If you catch it, it will destroy the atmosphere; if you don't catch it, you will be afraid of a big problem. Feng Linger was worried about this problem for a long time, and Lin Tianchu solved it in one sentence.

"Silver coins, you go to Vivian, and she will tell you that those foods are poisonous and those things can't be brought to the festival." If food poisoning occurs on the Harvest Festival, it is not only the wind bell that will be humiliated, but I'm afraid that the reputation of the wing clan will also be ruined, right? In particular, it is normal for those yellow sand thieves who are not afraid of death to bring poison to participate in the Harvest Festival.

Vivian is an antidote expert. In addition, Bai Yuexi and Qingluan are making suggestions. Lin Tianchu believes that silver coins should get a satisfactory answer.

There is something that can't be said about the problem of copper coins. This kind of gathering of people and the toilet of guests is not a small problem. Although there are so many people watching and defecate everywhere, they won't do it. However, if there are too few toilets, people are in a hurry, and it's hard to say what will happen!

Fengling doesn't want to hold a stinky harvest conference, and she doesn't want to see that Luofengpo is full of toilets, stinking - that's the trouble.

"Copper coin, I'll draw a schematic diagram for you. You find a guy named Wells in my team, just say, let him make a toilet according to the schematic in the marked place according to my requirements!" Whether it's Prince Naga with a bright future or a strong violet apprentice, build a toilet for me! Who calls him Lin Tianchu the captain?

What is the art of management? It's pleasing to the eyes, that's it. Feng Linger was on the side, looking at Lin Tianchu with golden stars in her eyes, and she was so happy to deal with those troublesome matters one by one.

"It's worthy of the man I value. Hehe, he does things seriously. He's so handsome!" The girl thought from the bottom of her heart.

"Hey, silly girl! What are you thinking about? You're drooling all over the floor. Don't you think of those delicious foods again? Looking at the wing princess in a daze beside him, Lin Tianchu opened his mouth and teased.

"Uh?" Feng Linger was a little embarrassed when she was caught looking like she was a nymphomaniac. However, she is the princess of the wing clan, and her self-restraint is not covered. She pulled her bun in a hurry, coughed twice, and spoke slowly--

"Man, are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat!"

Women's ability to change the topic is really amazing! Looking at Feng Linger's silent transfer of the topic to herself, Lin Tianchu smiled bitterly.

"Well, I'm really a little hungry... Have a light breakfast in the morning, don't be too greasy!" Lin Tianchu looked at the girl's distant figure and added a sentence with some trembling.

Hey, I hope our princess can hear my hint: don't get me another plate of sand worms. We can't eat any more.

In the desert, the most comfortable time of the day should be this morning and the dusk when the sun has just set. The temperature is not high or low, the light is not dark, and the time is not early or late. Many people are infatuated with such scenery, so they are unconsciously intoxicated - at least, Xia Ya, who got up very late, explained to Lin Tianchu.

"So, is it right for you to sleep in?" Listening to the sophistry of the woman in front of him, Lin Tianchu said angrily.

Originally, he came to find this noble classmate girl to ask about some celebrations - after all, she is the daughter of the golden family, and her knowledge is much better than his old hat. As a result, the first thing he valued was to stare at Xia Ya with dark circles, stretched out her lazy waist and yawned a little.

When Lin Tianchu and Xia Ya were face to face and speechless, Xia Ya took the initiative to speak and gave the above explanation.