Cultivation of Immortals starts from chopping firewood to lay the foundation

Chapter 34 Okay, Zhu Dahua
"No."

Zhu Dahua told the truth.

Yamen prison.

The bandits laughed loudly when they saw it, "Retribution, who told you to betray us, you deserve it!"

Zhu Dahua waited and saw that the prison was dark and damp, mice were singing in unknown corners, reptiles were everywhere, and the sanitary conditions were very poor.

Sure enough, the next second the system prompts beep beep.

"If you have something to say, stop calling."

[The host is requested to pay attention to environmental hygiene and personal hygiene, and open windows frequently for ventilation to avoid getting sick]

[The civilization level of the lower realm of Hongyuan is: level 2, the emperor centralizes power, and the average life expectancy is 35 years old]

[The host must be alive to complete the task]

"Will I be sick?"

[For the immersive experience, the host will indeed get sick]

"Fuck your immersive experience."

Zhu Dahua slapped the wood of the prison door, "Come here, I have something to say."

The bandit laughed enough, and said, "If you can't get out, do you have a backer? No.

If I were outside, I might have fished you out, but you sent me here, if we could all go out, haha. "

As he spoke, he scratched his neck severely with his hand, his eyes were cold and fierce, making people feel hairy.

Zhu Dahua smiled, "If no one comes, I will go out by myself. You can't lock me here."

The jailer held his waist knife and stood on the corridor with a whip, "Who keeps shouting, shouting, shouting!"

The bandit pointed to the cell where Zhu Dahua was. The jailer walked to the door of the cell with splayed steps, and slammed his whip on the doorpost.

"Is that you want to go out?"

"it's me."

"You." The jailer had a little impression of Zhu Dahua, and said, "I can't find your hometown, where are you from?

Let me tell you, if you don’t tell the truth and you can’t find your place of origin, you are a Uyghur spy who infiltrated the Northern Wei Dynasty. In two days, you will kill a large number of them. "

Zhu Dahua was speechless, in short, go out first, "I don't care what you do, I can't stay here.

I can chop wood, let me go to work. "

The jailer was very surprised, and asked to work even when he was about to die. He had never encountered such an excessive demand in all his years of work.

"Then let's go." With that, he opened the cell door.

Seeing this, the bandits clattered their bracelets and fetters, and shouted, "We are also going to chop firewood and carry water, let us out too!"

The jailer flicked his whip, knocking out the arrogance before stopping.

Zhu Dahua was taken out of the pitch-black dungeon, and the first sight of the sun was extremely glaring.

The jerky wrapped in tiger skin returned to Zhu Dahua's hands.

Zhu Dahua was arranged to enter the yamen to chop firewood. The front of the yamen is the facade, and the back is for accommodation. The chores on the left include all daily life, and the study on the right stores all documents and files.

Very much, the world is full of smoke and fire.

Every time someone gave away a handful of jerky, Zhu Dahua was already tired of eating it, and it was rare for people in the yamen to eat meat back, and those who received the jerky smiled at Zhu Dahua.

Zhu Dahua got an old axe, which looked sharp, so he started chopping wood with it.

【1】

The counter has reached the third level, and it only accumulates the number of times in the positive direction. It seems that it has reached the top level. Zhu Dahua estimates that he will not hear the relevant prompts until he has chopped wood a million times.

million.

For a mortal with a short lifespan, this is an almost impossible task.

【128】

【129】

【130】

Zhu Dahua didn't say a word, didn't touch a drop of water, and chopped firewood with his head down.

Wait for the dark, and then run over the wall.

The beheading after two days will not be accompanied.

While dragging the wood, Zhu Dahua was also observing the surrounding environment. Occasionally, he wandered around and was brought back by the "good-hearted people".

Symmetrical housing structure, loose patrol system, [-]% can run away.

Full of confidence, an old man passed by, stopped to look at it for a while, and Zhu Dahua's back was sweating coldly.

"Are you that Uighur?" the old man asked.

"I'm not." Zhu Dahua rolled his eyes and said, "I'm a woodcutter. I went into the mountains to chop firewood. When I saw two boys playing chess, I watched it for a while. When I came out, the place changed. I couldn't find where my home was. .”

After all, he shook his head sadly.

The old man let out a sigh, and quickly asked, "Did you really see two boys playing chess?"

Zhu Dahua didn't answer, the old man was already pacing back and forth,
"Oh, that's how it is." After finishing speaking, the old man ran away.

Uncle, please slow down, don't flash your waist.

Before he could say anything, the old man who jumped over the threshold fell down, and Zhu Dahua couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Just look at the old man's clothes, it's very ordinary.

It depends on the age, I miss Pan Sheng a little bit.

"I have to find another brother."

As the evening approached, the smoke from the kitchen filled the air above the house, forming a hazy mist without a breath of wind.

It was time to escape, and someone came looking for him.

Zhu Dahua was invited into the dining room of the yamen, and it was heard that the county magistrate invited him to dinner.

There are more than ten dishes at a table, but there is no one to accompany them.

It's okay, I can't eat enough by myself.

The old man appeared with a smile and supported his waist secretly, "Your Magistrate of Hongshan County, Zhang Zhengyuan, just got treatment for a back injury. Please don't blame him for being late."

"I'm Zhu Dahua, the woodcutter."

"Okay, Zhu Dahua."

After chatting about some non-existent chess players, the county magistrate Zhang Zhengyuan cut to the chase, "Do you want to become a commoner in Hongshan County?"

Zhu Dahua thought about it, and he had to settle the household registration.

Tell the police, if you don't listen, can't the household registration be reapplied? Manually go through the files, first lock the person up for a month, and then get in and beheaded two days later.

When the county magistrate Zhang Zhengyuan asked, Zhu Dahua talked more, and told the experience in detail, and he talked happily.

"What do you think this is? It's fine if you don't have a household registration. You can beheaded for performance. What about playing?"

Zhu Dahua said, take a bite.

The county magistrate Zhang Zhengyuan saw that Zhu Dahua was speaking bluntly, but he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables on the plate in front of him.

Look at Zhu Dahua's dish again, with only one chopstick in his hands, after tasting it all, put down the chopsticks and just talk.

He said he was a woodcutter, but he acted like a son-in-law.

Woodcutters were honest and honest, and they didn't dare to take a breath when they spoke loudly. Zhu Dahua wanted this and that, and he was calm, as if he was going back to his own home.

Could it be him?

County magistrate Zhang Zhengyuan became suspicious.

Zhu Dahua didn't know, she covered her head and thought, this dish is really ordinary.

It shouldn't be like this, the taste has been lacking for more than a month, and even a steamed bun should be a shock to heaven, but the pig's ear tastes delicious, but it doesn't feel delicious at all.

Moreover, 18 dishes.

[1 point, the host will continue to work hard]

This point alone is still worth drinking plain water.

[Drink clean water, add 1 point for content 50.A total of 1 points, get: Bronze Treasure Chest*[-]]

"Open the treasure chest."

After special effects.

[The Bronze Treasure Chest is opened, and the host gets: Ordinary Hatchet Knife*1]

The county magistrate Zhang Zhengyuan, seeing that Zhu Dahua had not spoken for a long time, reached out and patted Zhu Dahua on the shoulder.

Zhu Dahua suddenly raised his head.

"Could it be that the food is not to your liking?" County magistrate Zhang Zhengyuan withdrew his hand.

Zhu Dahua nodded.

"Uh.

Come and drink. "

"I'm underage, so I can't drink alcohol.

(End of this chapter)