I climb the fairy ladder by farming

The two hours passed extremely quickly, as if they had just fallen into a deep sleep, and then they were awakened by the sharp and piercing sound of the gong.

Na Binguo had two deep black bruises hanging under her eyes, and she slept very restlessly for a couple of hours.

There were no beds, and all the slaves slept on the ground. There was not even a flat ground. The uneven mine field was sprinkled with fine gravel and soil, which hurt the flesh and blood of the whole body, making it impossible to sleep on it.

Zhang Zheng had already woken up from the retreat, watching her pinching her sore flesh and bones exhaustedly, the exposed flesh was covered with bruises and red marks.

"Remember to drive away the broken stones before going to bed next time, and it will be better."

Zhang Zheng kindly reminded him.

Na Binguo couldn't lift her spirits, she just nodded slowly with her eyelids drooping.

The rising sun sprinkled the sun's rays, and the morning light came at dawn, and the exhaustion of all the people in the mine was undoubtedly revealed in the bright sunlight.

Zhang Zheng originally thought that Na Binguo would rely on the power behind her to drop the mining work and catch up on sleep again.

Unexpectedly, although Na Guoguo looked sleepy, and his upper and lower eyelids were open and closed to fight, but he was always holding the stone chisel and beating the ore slowly.

Near noon, Zhang Zheng's back basket was full of ore again, and Na Binguo's back basket was not yet a quarter full.

"Can we go together?"

It wasn't Na Binguo's voice, Zhang Zheng turned her head suddenly, it was the thin woman who was digging beside her, she used her dark, thin arms like bamboo poles to stop her who was almost impulsive.

Zhang Zheng smiled, and put the basket on his back neatly, "I just feel that walking alone, the road is a bit boring."

The woman's numb expression added some other expressions, and it was impossible to tell whether it was happiness or surprise.

She also squatted down, and a heavy basket of iron ore was pressed on her body, and the fluffy hemp rope straps that disintegrated were visible to the naked eye and sunk into the flesh that was so thin that only a layer of skin remained.

At first, the two walked side by side, but slowly, Zhang Zheng gradually took a step behind.

She looked at the rough hemp rope sunken deep on the woman's shoulder, cutting the skinny flesh and bones like a blunt knife all the time.

The woman was tall and tall, and should have been about the same height as her, but at this moment, the iron ore on her back was as heavy as Mount Tai, ruthlessly pressing on a thin woman, making the woman a head shorter than her.

"How did you get here?"

Unknowingly, Zhang Zheng actually asked such a presumptuous question.

After reacting, Zhang Zheng quickly opened his mouth, intending to make amends, "I'm sorry, I was dizzy from exhaustion, and said some bad and ugly things indiscriminately, don't take it to heart."

The woman paused, and revealed the truth in an unwavering voice, "The younger brother in the family has awakened the talent for witchcraft, but the talent is too poor, no priest is willing to teach him, so my parents sold me here, and exchanged money for my younger brother to buy it. I took a job under the priest's hand, followed the priest's hand, and learned something."

It was obviously a sad and miserable experience, but in the calm voice of the woman, it seemed like a bowl of cold white water, tasteless and tasteless.

But inexplicably, this bowl of cold water also makes people feel icy cold, thinking that it has also boiled and made noise, struggled and tumbled before, but in the end it still cannot escape the fate of being completely cold, useless, and discarded.

Compared with the heart-piercing boiling water, this bowl of cool white water is even more frightening, because it has already been heart-piercing, and I understand from the bottom of my heart that heart-piercing wailing is useless.

The woman took another step, and Zhang Zheng followed her step by step, silent.

Her silence is not only for the woman's experience, but also for the message revealed in her words.

Sorcery talent?

When the heaven and the earth first divided, the yang energy rose and the yin energy sank, and the two became turbid and transformed into each other, giving birth to spiritual energy, ghost energy, devil energy... thousands of breaths.

In addition to spiritual energy, demonic energy, and ghost energy as cultivation media in the cultivation world, there are also many other mystical systems that tirelessly explore the cultivation methods of other breaths.

When he was a guest at Yin Shi Nan's house, Zhang Zheng had the chance to read a book called "The Travels of the Undisciplined", which mentioned witches.

It was a middle-thousand world called "Dumb Hu Realm", and people in this world practiced with witchcraft.

"Scattered People's Travel Notes" does not record much related content, but only says that witchcraft is treacherous and unpredictable, and most witchcraft is actually a crooked way that is harmful to heaven in the eyes of monks. Therefore, monks and witches have always been at odds. The level of hostility where blades meet.

No wonder, Zhang Zheng always felt that the breath of this space made her feel uncomfortable. It turned out that it was witchcraft.

In this way, foreman Liu and Foreman Wang gave monks the title of foreign race, and it is not difficult to understand that when they meet, they draw their swords at each other.

It can only be said that different ways do not conspire with each other.

And after observing this period of time, from the bottom of her heart, Zhang Zheng doesn't like witches very much, not only because the witchcraft makes her feel uncomfortable, but also because this world that uses witchcraft to practice can enslave ordinary people openly.

The lives of mortals are like ants in their eyes. Zhang Zheng doesn't know how the other slaves in the mine came here?But even if the lives of the slaves in the mines belonged to the mines, they should not be so contemptuous of life, without awe.

The power of life and death lies in the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of the superiors, and the lives of ordinary people can be easily deprived of their lives if things go wrong.

"Here we are, hand in the mine quickly."

The woman reminded her.

After recovering from the thousands of thoughts, Zhang Zheng quickly unloaded the pannier from his back and handed it to the miner slave.

Putting the empty pannier on the ground aside, Zhang Zheng held two cold buns and a bowl of cold water in his hands, and sat with the thin woman on the open space outside the kitchen.

Still looking up at the sky, gnawing a bite of corn bread from time to time.

Unexpectedly, the thin woman did not gobble it up like she was very hungry, but looked at Zhang Zheng suspiciously.

"What are you looking at?" she asked.

Zhang Zheng raised his lips and smiled, "It's nothing, just looking around, the sky is quite blue today, and there are more clouds than usual."

The thin woman knew that the girl next to her and the seemingly thin girl were agile and strong, and they could carry a basket on their backs to receive a meal almost every day.

She said "hmm", took a bite of the corn bread, and imitated Zhang Zheng to look up at the sky.

The sky is indeed very blue, the white clouds are soft, crowded and piled up half of the sky, the sun hides behind the white clouds, and within a short while, burns a hole in the white clouds, and the next moment, the white clouds blown by the wind block the dazzling sunlight.

She suddenly felt sore eyes, so sore that she sniffled uncontrollably, and the misty fog covered her vision like white clouds covering the sun.

Today's Wowotou is salty, and even the water is salty.

Is there too much salt in the kitchen...

About a quarter of an hour later, the two carried empty panniers on their backs, and they were still walking in tandem, ready to return to their positions.

When they were about to reach the place, the thin woman walking in front suddenly said, "Today's sky is indeed very blue."

After all, she returned to her place, put down her backpack and continued mining.

Zhang Zheng stood there in a daze, and after a while he smiled and returned to his seat.

"Are you hungry? Would you like to eat a steamed bread, if you don't think it tastes bad."