Chapter 587: good to eat

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Yunxiao deliberately slowed down the speed by half, and pulled away from the front car.
Professor Lin said with a serious look: "I guess there may be cults in the province. I went to see a friend before class. He said that at least eight villages were found to have mites. The province is humid and mountainous. The locusts are secretly raised and hard to find."

Is it all cloud people?
Lin Mumu remembered that the few people he met today were Yun people.
Professor Lin shook his head: "The majority of the Han people are probably related to foreign terrorist organizations.
I did not expect that they actually invited the descendants of the country, and there may be local teachers.
I have to stay in Yunyun for a while and investigate this matter.

"I am with you." Lin Mumu worried about the safety of Professor Lin.
"What do you want? You are not your teacher?" Professor Lin did not swear to refuse:
"Stop it, this kind of thing is done by young people. I will let your brothers cooperate with them."
They naturally refer to the team of the clouds.
"Yeah. Thank you." Yunxiao drove the car, his brow was a bit locked.
Professor Lin began to educate apprentices:
"These dangerous things, let your brother and Yunxiao do it, the girls have to dress up and read more."
"Oh." More reading, Lin Mumu agrees, what kind of ghost is it?
Between the old Taoist priests and the face, Lin Mumu still doesn't talk to him, just plug the sorrel into his mouth.
"Master, you taste, Yun Province specialty."
"Do you think I haven't eaten it? It's not the first time to deal with the guy who plays the bugs!"
Professor Lin hated to open his mouth and took over the sour horns that Lin Mumu handed over.
Oh, that acid, tastes good.
Professor Lin licked his mouth and reached out and took a few sour horns from Lin Mumu. It was also badly stripped of two sour horns into a small, confusing mouth.
When I watched the buns being sore and grinning, my face was wrinkled, and I protested, and Professor Lin gave a hearty laugh.
Lin Mumu is also helpless, and he will spread an old urchin master? !
Lin Mumu sneaked into his eyes and said: "Do you want to try it."
Yunxiao looked at the woods and nodded.
Lin Mumu thief, cheerfully pulled a big hand to the cloud.
Why are people driving, and their hands are not empty?
Lin Mumu can only tear the sour skin, revealing the meat inside, and then half-squatting in the seat, no image to feed the cloud.
The cloud smashed the mouth and ate the tamarind, and accidentally picked up the fingers of the forest wood.
Lin Mumu felt his fingers numb, his face was red, and he quickly sat down again.
After a minute of blood return, she was the forested wood with no face and no skin!
"It's delicious? Is it delicious?" Lin Mumu remembered, and asked Baba.
Yunxiao is afraid of sour, and even things like pickled fish, sweet and sour pork ribs do not like to eat. Lin Mumu is deliberately wanting to see the face of Yunxiao wrinkled into a buns.
As a result, people’s faces did not change at all, and they responded with a stiff face:
It’s delicious.

"anything else?"
"Ok."
Lin Mumu climbed up to feed the scorpion to the cloud, and he was so busy that he was happy than eating.
When the car drove halfway, Yunxiao suddenly stopped, quickly opened the door, and next to the weeds on the side of the road, began to vomit.
Lin Mumu looked like a thief with a guilty conscience, whispered: "Is it sour? You can't eat sour?"
She understands it, Yun Ming obviously eats sour and stomach pain, but also hard to support, just to lick her fingers? naive!
"Try to feed sweets next time," Yun said.
"Follow!"
Going back to the car again, Lin Mumu is much more honest, and he has fed a few sweet little pomegranates.