"Where are you going?" with Si Tong these days, LAN Linlin feels that daily life is much more interesting.

Now I suddenly hear that Si Tong is leaving. It's really a pity.

"Go where you can find something." Si Tong's cold voice fell.

"All right." Lan Linlin nodded, didn't say much, turned and walked to the rice field where the students were.

Tourist bus is also the exclusive school bus of Yinglan.

After the school bus brought the students here, there was no one near the school bus.

Si Tong grasped the giant sickle.

The giant sickle with a length of 1.8 meters in his hand turned into a flying flower on the other side of the sky and disappeared here.

If such a strange scene is seen by Wei Qi, Yang Zijun and others, it will be shocked.

After collecting the giant sickle, Si Tong returned to the rice field.

In groups of three.

Seeing Si Tong coming back, the girl handed her sickle for cutting rice in the rice field to Si Tong: "promise, your, show me how to cut it."

The students said they were cutting rice, rather than spoiling rice.

They are all students from cherry orchid of noble college. They have just been popularized two days ago. The rice they eat in the canteen is processed and made from this kind of rice.

Where can I cut rice? It's all sabotage!

"Pa, PA, PA!"

LAN Linlin clapped her hands three times and motioned the students in the circle to stop what they were doing for a while.

Some students are spending money everywhere with sickles, cutting rice all over the ground, which is a waste.

"OK, students, some farmers' uncles in the village will come and teach you how to use sickle later." teacher LAN Linlin said.

Si Tong holds this farm tool that is countless times smaller than his death sickle. He doesn't know how to use it.

The factory that Si Weimin cooperates with his friends sells farm tools, but Si Tong has not learned the use of sickle.

"Great! Someone will teach!" the girl in the same group with Si Tong waved a sickle and shouted.

Even cutting rice, Wu Zhiyue is also with Yang Zijun.

Although they are not students in the same class, they are rich and powerful. The students have to stand with the students in other classes, and the teacher dare not say anything.

Si Tong is not a nostalgic person. Through these endless years, she met many people.

Wu Zhiyue is just one of them.

She said "goodbye" to Wu Zhiyue, which is the real goodbye.

Since then, in Shu's memory, Wu Zhiyue's existence will be diluted.

Then, forget this person forever.

Wu Zhiyue found that since that day, Si Tong looked at his eyes as if he were... A stranger.

She felt that she could not breathe when she was looked at by Si Tong.

The heart is more painful than being crushed by Mount Tai.

Tong Tong... Sorry

A dozen farmers' uncles and aunts wearing washed faded clothes and only a pair of green release shoes came from a distance.

They spread out and explained patiently with kindness and enthusiasm to teach this group of rich children from big cities how to cut rice.

They are very simple people.

Si Tong stood where he was and didn't move.

"Why haven't you come to teach us." the girl next to couldn't wait.

As like as two peas were waiting, a man dressed in the same way as a farmer's uncle was walking in the distance.

"Come, come!" the girl shouted happily at each other: "old man, come! Come here and teach me how to cut rice!"

There are many demons in the human world.

They are not human beings, but they settle in the human world as human beings and have special abilities.

They who had signed a obedience agreement with hell were forbidden to deal with or persecute mankind for life.

And they can sense the powerful power from hell that human beings can't.

When the farmer uncle bowed his head and came to the trio of Si Tong and girls, he didn't teach girls to cut rice at the first time.

But sincerely came to Si Tong, bowed his head towards Si Tong, made a simple and honest voice, and his tone was excited, as if he had been saved: "you are an adult from hell? Can you take a step to speak!"