my causal simulator

Chapter 69

On the grassland, the warriors of the two races are excitedly counting the results of the battle.

The horse thieves have a lot of property on them, and the jackal has even more... just that extraordinary Dawan horse is enough to exchange for a thousand taels of gold!

Looking at the excited and busy warriors, Lin Shuhang sat on the grass to rest and recover, but there was deep suspicion in his eyes.

Although the jackal died, he did not bounce back to reality.

Task not done yet?Haven't I and the Tufang tribe escaped the crisis of life and death?
But, what's the crisis? Could it be that those horse thieves who left just now will come back again?

He frowned and pondered, but he heard Kuotai's voice.

"Brother Lin, Brother Lin!"

He yelled from a long distance, and the address had changed a long time ago, and it became extremely natural.

Strong men worship strong men, and the strong men like Lin Muyuan are even more worshiped by people like Kuotai.

He was robbed of his beloved woman by the Han people, and he wanted to die, either the other party's death or his own death.

But since he's an idol...then there's nothing he can do, he can't beat him anyway, right?

Lin Shuhang looked up at him, and saw this man in his early twenties running over excitedly, carrying a big bag in his hand, and there was a clanging sound when he ran.

"Brother Lin, look!" He unfolded the bundle in his hand, which contained a bag full of gold ornaments.

Or a golden scabbard, or a golden jewelry, or even a golden cake... Horse thieves rob houses and run amok on the grasslands. Naturally, they have accumulated a lot of wealth, even if it is only carried on the body, dozens of people gather Get up, that's a lot.

"Did you also break off the helmet of the Dawan horse?" Lin Shuhang picked up one of them, and asked a little dumbfounded, while turning his head to look at the Dawan horse on the other side.

I saw Da Wanma still leaning against the jackal's body, kneeling without screaming, his head was really empty.

"Hey, what is this helmet? That bastard can't be pulled or beaten, just kneeling like that... After starving it for a few days, I surrendered it together! This is a good horse!" Tai Xing said cheerfully: "Brother Lin, you killed the jackal, and you led everyone to win the battle. We discussed it just now. Some of the mountain ghosts are divided, and the rest are yours. Ha, also It’s our Humir’s dowry!”

Lin Shuhang smiled slightly, then suddenly thought of something in his mind, and slapped his forehead as if he had suddenly realized.

He knew why the task had not been completed.

How simple is it that everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty?

Although I have given the treasure map "express" to myself after 2000, those who are still chasing me don't know, and they can't believe it.

As long as he was still in the Earth tribe, there would be a second jackal here sooner or later, or even a third or fourth.

It doesn't work to leave quietly, those greedy people who can't find themselves will still set their minds on the earth tribe and bring them disaster.

Lin Shuhang pondered for a moment, he already had a plan in his mind.

He took the bag from Kuotai and picked it out, picked out Dawanma's helmet and a few large gold cakes that looked the best, and then handed the rest back to Kuotai.

"You take everyone back first. In addition, please inform the old patriarch of the mountain ghost tribe that they can bring everyone back tomorrow. Give the remaining package to the patriarch and fill it into the tribe's storage. "

Now Kuotai is completely convinced of Lin Muyuan, he has no doubts about his orders, and he doesn't ask him what to do with a few pieces of gold, he simply agrees: "Okay!"

As he spoke, he turned his head excitedly, then suddenly realized something, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Lin, what about you?"

"I'll rest for a while." Lin Shuhang said lightly, "Just don't bother me when you understand martial arts."

In their eyes, Lin Muyuan is already an incredible expert, and an expert should always have the mystery of an expert.

Kuotai stopped asking, nodded, and went to greet his companions, and conveyed Lin Shuhang's meaning, so he left a horse for Lin Shuhang, and the others quickly gathered and left.

After everyone had gone far away, Lin Shuhang got up from the ground.

At this time, his physical strength has recovered a lot, and the wound on his body has been smeared with golden sore medicine before, and coupled with the recuperation of Lingyuan, there is no serious problem.

Carrying several large gold ornaments in his hand, he returned to the stone forest and found the stone pillar where the copper box had been buried before.

The problem of the task has been figured out, he has a solution, and the gold in his hand... is all express delivery anyway, because there was no such thing before, but now it is not for nothing. Gold is not only in this era, but also in my own era. Absolute hard currency.

The helmet of the Dawan horse alone weighed about four to five catties in a hand test, and the six gold cakes weighed about one catty each, and the total was about ten catties. Even if the metallurgical industry in this era is not developed enough, the gold is not pure enough. But in modern times, it is already a considerable asset.

The big horizontal knife has become a digging tool. Although it is a bit wasteful, it is disposable anyway, and the blade is wide. It can be used as an iron catalpa, and it is even more useful.

The bottom of this kind of Jishi mountain is usually a compound fold belt, the soil is dry and hard, and there is no groundwater flow at all when dug a few meters deep.

The hard and dry soil is difficult to dig, but it is relatively less prone to moisture, which is very suitable for Lin Shuhang's long-term preservation of buried objects.

It took a full two or three hours of hard work to dig a hole two or three meters deep with the movement of the spirit yuan and the strength of a tiger, but it is a bit weak to imagine digging a six-meter hole like last time.

Guessing that the depth is enough, I threw all the gold ornaments in, and then backfilled the excavated earth and rocks, took a good picture, and finally carefully erased the traces...

Everything is packed, and the sky has gradually brightened.

The morning wind was blowing on the grassland, and there were corpses all over the ground, only the Dawan horse knelt down beside its former owner alone.

Lin Shuhang looked at the Dawan horse, and the Dawan horse was also looking at him, but he didn't know what that beast was thinking.

Lin Shuhang shook his head secretly. The short period of one or two months in the simulator made him feel like a lifetime away.

Life and death are fateful, misfortunes and blessings depend on each other, winners and losers are nothing more than a pinch of loess after all.

Such has always been the fate of mankind.

It's just this lonely scene, reflected in the golden morning light of the new rising sun, the strong contrast between life and death, hope and destruction is always easy to make people feel unbearable embarrassment.

The emotion of the previous second, by the time he turned around, his mind was as calm as water.

I am no longer the young man who just stepped out of school.

Time to tackle the last little tail in the quest.

(End of this chapter)