"Huh?"

"What does it smell like?"

Pang Dun was still turning his head three times a step, but suddenly he sniffed and looked intoxicated.

"Sweet and fragrant."

Fatty swallowed thickly, and the front of his sniffling nose seemed to have been put on a nose ring and led by a rope, pulling him towards the forest.

"Wake up."

Chen Yang patted his shoulder funny.

Fatty opened his eyes from the intoxication, his face turned red when he met Chen Yang's half-smiling gaze, and he said with a smile: "It smells so good, what is this?"

Chen Yang grabbed the air with his hand, sniffed it in front of his nose, and said lightly: "It should be honey."

Seeing his action, the fat old man's face turned even redder.

Why are the gaps between people so big?

The same goes for smelling like a dog, and others like a noble.

Fatty's shame didn't last even for a second, and then he speeded up his pace nonchalantly and quietly, asking as he walked: "How can honey smell like this?"

Chen Yangruo pointedly said: "If the bees are different, the honey will be different."

Fatty understands instantly.

Doesn't this match the opportunity they just talked about?

"Brother, let's go this way, Pang Dun will lead you."

Fatty rolled up his sleeves, revealing his fat, white arms. He pushed aside the grass that was taller than a person and had jagged edges in front of him, and opened the way.

The grass grows like this, whether it is flat and tough, or has jagged edges, all so that sheep and cows can be merciful if they find it unpalatable.

As a result, after countless years of evolution, the Dao is one foot taller than the Devil, and cattle and sheep have evolved special means to eat them.

It took a lot of effort for the grass to grow like this, and today it finally turned green on Fat Dun and others.

When Pang Dun and the others pushed through the grass and got in, all the exposed skin was scratched with streaks of blood.

Some of the clothes were thin and were torn into rags.

The fat man grinned, but he was stunned and refused to retreat. He came up with a fierce energy, like a pioneer.

Chen Yang followed him with his hands behind his back and said funnyly: "Do you know where to go?"

Fatty didn't even look back: "Brother, please take a look. My nose is as good as that of a dog. You can find it by following the smell."

Chen Yang laughed dumbly.

This metaphor...

...It’s hard enough.

The two of them walked in tandem, burrowing into the grass that was taller than a person. Occasionally, insects the size of pet cats and dogs scurried past in front of them. Their huge mouthparts made Pang Dun startled.

Before the revival of spiritual energy, children of a few years old would dare to catch insects for fun with their hands. Now when you zoom in, you can see that they are even more ferocious and scary than carnivorous beasts.

Chen Yang didn't pay attention to the passing insects. He followed behind with his hands behind his back, looking at Pang Dun's back with interest.

This guy is really not bragging.

That nose is indeed that of a dog.

The top of the head is completely covered by grass. People in the grass are like wild cats shuttled in the garden of the community. In this case, Pang Dun is turning this way and that, but he does not lose his way.

The scent of honey that permeated the air became richer and sweeter as they moved forward. Just smelling it made them feel a little bit alarmed.

Fatty actually led me the wrong way.

"Get away!"
Chapter completed!