I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Since that day when Na Binguo and Zhang Zheng said a lot of things that they didn't know the truth from, they seemed to have confessed everything, as if they were familiar with each other, and often went to chat with Zhang Zheng, and didn't care whether Zhang Zheng was happy or not. listen.

Put the last piece of ore into the back basket, put the full back basket on the back, and listen to the wind calling softly: "Qing Zheng, let's go."

Zhang Zheng responded, put the basket on his back neatly, turned his head and greeted Na Binguo, who was still enjoying the chat, and said, "Let's go first, and I'll listen to you when I come back."

Na Kuo nodded humbly, looked at the backs of the two leaving one after the other, and licked her dry and chapped lips. She hadn't drank water for four days. If it was a mortal who had never practiced witchcraft, she would have It's time to die of thirst.

Even if he can't die for a while, the extreme thirst tortures every inch of nerves, as if every inch of skin is clamoring for thirst, making people scratch their hearts and lungs.

She looked up at the dusty sky and murmured, "It's been a long time since I've rested, so it's time to start."

Putting down the stone chisel in his hand, Na Pinguo walked slowly to Zhang Zheng's position, as if looking for something.

After a while, Naguo, who had nothing to gain, drooped her eyebrows and eyes, and had no choice but to retreat to the other side of Zhang Zheng's position. After a while, she bent down and picked up a strand of hair, holding it in her hand.

Na Guoguo held the stone chisel that Tingfeng put on the ground, and turned it in one direction. The tip of the chisel was facing her front left, where Zhang Zheng was.

Returning to her position, Naguo was no longer in a hurry to dig the ore. Instead, she squatted down facing the stone wall, took out a small ax brooch from her jacket pocket, and stroked the brooch with one hand. In the next moment, a gold ax brooch A small ball floats in the palm of your hand.

If Zhang Zheng was present, he would have found that the golden dot ball was very similar to her brown dot ball, except that the former was nearly twice as large, and the color dot in the center was an extremely bright golden color, like the center color of the hanging sun.

Holding the golden dot ball with two fingers, turning it around for half a day, I saw the golden light spot in the center of the golden dot ball spinning several times, flickering on and off.

With a specious smile on the corner of her mouth, Na Bakuo put the golden ball back into the hatchet brooch, and then took out a white cotton doll. The hair she picked up just now was tightly wrapped around the cotton doll's neck.

On the other side, Zhang Zheng was eating steamed buns with cold water, but suddenly felt the small brown dotted ball in his pocket vibrate suddenly, and a mysterious voice sounded in his head.

[Special attention: death in the illusion is death in the body, you have gained the trust of the important person, the task enters the next stage: help the important person win the position of the small patriarch... Special attention: death in the illusion is death in the body, you have obtained Trusted by the important person, the task enters the next stage: help the important person win the position of the little patriarch...]

Has she gained the trust of important people?

The unremarkable performance of Na Binguo in the past two days did make Zhang Zheng less suspicious of her, but he was still on guard, but this was indeed what the brown dotted ball said, could it be false?

Ting Feng sensitively sensed that Zhang Zheng beside him was a little uneasy, he hesitated for a moment and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Zheng shook his head, "It's nothing, I just thought of the alien race in the mouth of the fruit, have you seen the alien race?"

He took a mouthful of the cold bun with no interest, and Tingfeng replied inarticulately: "I haven't seen it, but I heard from the priest that foreigners are bad people anyway."

"If they say that they choose the patriarch to kill the alien race, doesn't that mean that the alien race is in the mine right now, what if we run into it?"

Facing the slight worry in Zhang Zheng's eyes, Ting Feng thought for a while. In the past, she might not think that being killed by a foreign race is a bad thing. It is better than living in a mine, trying to survive or die. .

The lives of people in the mine are not your own. If you die, the foreman will be in a good mood, that is, after death, the body will be wiped out in the smelting furnace.But if someone dares to do something that annoys the foreman, and he is in a bad mood when he bumps into the foreman, he will be thrown into the Gu refining Gu cup of the clan in all likelihood, and his body and soul will be eaten by the Gu insects. You will be tortured by its imprisonment forever, and you will never be able to get rid of it.

Therefore, people in the mine dare not die, let alone think about death. Death does not mean the end of suffering.

Perhaps it would be better to be beaten to death by a foreign race, and to be shattered than to be trapped in Gu worms for eternity. For those who have been in the mine for a long time, this is considered a good end.

However, Naguo found her, gave her a promise, and brought her hope for the future that could be imagined.

Listening to the wind now is from the bottom of my heart that I don't want to die.

Worried eyes filled his eyes, Ting Feng swallowed the last bite of cornbread in his mouth, and said uncertainly: "There are so few foreign races, we shouldn't meet so easily."

"Besides, there is a high priest here, she is very powerful, it is impossible to let the aliens make trouble here at will."

It was the high priest again, Zhang Zheng was thoughtful, she wanted to get information about the patriarch from Tingfeng, but she heard the word high priest for the second time.

Zhang Zheng seemed envious, but said with emotion in a low tone: "The high priest is indeed very powerful, but it's a pity that we don't even have the talent for witchcraft, and it's impossible to see the high priest here now."

She suddenly turned to Tingfeng, "Tingfeng, have you met the high priest? Can you tell me what he is like?"

"High Priest..." Ting Feng involuntarily raised his head and looked at the boundless sky.

"I am an ordinary person in a small town. I am lucky to see the priest. How can I see the high priest? I just heard people say it."

Recalling the high priest’s transmission that she heard from others, she talked eloquently, “I heard that the high priest always covers his body with a hood and never shows his face to others. Moreover, the high priest has lived for a long, long time. Live longer."

"The high priest is very powerful. No one has ever seen her use witchcraft, but she can catch the alien with just one hand. There are also rumors that the patriarch's son eloped with the alien woman. It was not the patriarch who caught her, but The high priest went to catch it."

"Catch aliens without even using witchcraft?"

Zhang Zheng was shocked. He thought that the patriarch was enough to make people fearful, but he didn't expect that this weird place was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Similarly, it also meant that she was in an extremely dangerous situation.

Ting Feng puffed out his chest, looking proud, but then he looked around vigilantly and lowered his voice, "I'll tell you another secret about the high priest, don't let others know."

Zhang Zheng nodded solemnly and held his breath.

"Didn't I tell you that my name was given by Mingwa from the same town? Mingwa also told me this secret. He was drunk with his friends. On the way I helped him back, he whispered to me. Yes. He doesn't drink well, and he doesn't remember anything when he sobers up, so no one knows that I heard the secret."

Tingfeng said: "He said that the high priest is actually not alone!"

Zhang Zheng raised his eyes to look at her abruptly, confused, and said in a low voice, "Isn't the high priest human? So what is the high priest?"

Tingfeng gave her a weird look, "What are you thinking! I mean that the high priest is actually disguised by many people, and almost every time a different person is the high priest."

Such a terrifying high priest is already frightening, so many people want to scare people to death.

"How could it be?" Zhang Zheng had an unbelievable look on his face, "Where did Mingwa from the same town of yours know?"

Confiding a shocking secret, Tingfeng seemed extremely nervous, and carefully drank his saliva, "Mingwa doesn't tell lies, even if he's drunk, I know. I don't know where I heard it, he didn't Speak carefully, just say that he has seen it."

"Really?" Zhang Zheng murmured, lowering his head, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, "That's really scary..."