Lord of the Desert

Chapter 337 Repairing the Grave
"You are definitely strong and mentally tough."

Hong Fan sat down on the wicker chair again, and the image of Tang Xingqing digging out the broken sword from her stomach emerged in his mind.

Give up life and forget about death, and have a will as strong as iron.

In ordinary people, this is a remarkable quality.

But for Tianjiao, it is just standard.

"From what I've seen, the fellow practitioners in Liangzhou Zhangwu Academy are far less powerful than you."

Hong Fan rubbed his chin and thought back.

"But if you say you are a genius..."

He counted his "acquaintances" one by one.

"Qu Luoyi and Shen Yubo are both innate, let alone them."

"'Thunderbolt' Cao Hanhai comes from the Golden Magnetic Sect. Manipulating metal is like instinct for him. Unless you change into a flying sword made of special materials in advance, you may be defeated if you encounter him."

Tang Xingqing nodded when she heard this.

This is exercise restraint and does not represent personal level.

"What about the red-faced god?"

she asked.

"Su Peifeng..."

When Hong Fan mentioned this name, he couldn't help but sigh.

"The giant spirit phase fights hard and wildly, ignoring physical injuries, but his abilities are more monotonous than those of you."

"If it's a head-on confrontation, and he gets up close to resist your assassination, life or death will probably be determined within a few breaths."

He did not directly say who lived and who died.

Tang Xingqing wasn't stupid enough to ask.

"I also played against Ao Zhiji, who was ranked No. 80 before."

Speaking of this person, Hong Fan's tone became more cautious.

"I fought him once - but looking back now, I think he held back."

"This person's water-liberating energy is very evil. He easily suppressed the "Cloud Drop Ice Condensation Code" and even rivaled the Sand World."

When Tang Xingqing heard this, she looked a little embarrassed.

"Liangzhou Tianjiao, can't I compare to anyone?"

she asked hard.

"No, the last one in Liangzhou is Wave Breaker, which is exactly one place ahead of you."

Hong Fan replied.

"I've seen him take action, and his killer move is refraction mirage. He is definitely no match for you."

Tang Xingqing lowered her eyebrows and bit her lip, feeling no comfort at all.

There is only one difference between 97 and 98.

What's more, he had concealed Dongzhao's heart before.

"You understand, I'm at the bottom of the list."

She laughed at herself, neatly trimmed the torn vines, and tied them into a broom.

Hong Fan picked up the bamboo basket and returned to the house, finally having time to eat the already cold dinner.

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Limited by the times, Huaiyang's military operations were greatly affected by seasons.

This impact is not only on the weather of cold and heat, but also on spring planting and autumn harvest.

Therefore, throughout July and August, the Yum Army did not have any large-scale war plan.

After three days of harvesting, there are six or seven days of drying.

At the beginning of the last ten days of July, the scorching sun dried out the first batch of dry rice ears.

The next job is threshing.

There are many ways to separate the rice grains from the ears, but the essence is nothing more than beating.

Small households use square wooden barrels, while those with large quantities rent pedal-type wooden threshing machines.

The hoop rotates and the pages spin.

Breathe in the ears of rice and spit out the golden currency of life.

After another seven days, a small part of the newly harvested rice is stored in the cellar, and most of it needs to be shelled.

This is the most arduous work during the busy farming season. Fortunately, rice pounding no longer requires manpower.

There are two streams flowing into Yishan Lake, and there are several mill houses built on the banks of the streams.

Outside the grinding room, the water wheel is either horizontal or vertical, and the stone mill is driven by the wheel shaft for repeated rolling.

July twenty-seven.

Gu Yixin went to the depths of Tingshan Mountain to hunt down a mutated brown bear that killed people.

Hong Fan also used some of his talents.

With the help of the life star, he built additional water reservoirs for each mill house in a few days, and set up flow-adjustable partition doors at the water inlet and outlet.

In this way, not only the rotation speed of the water wheel can be adjusted in gears, but also the impact of the dryness and prosperity of the river on the mill house can be mitigated to a certain extent.That night.

Before the clouds dispersed, the two reunited at the Longqiu Town Mansion.

"It was originally a tiger a hundred miles away to the east. It was frightened by the wind and fled to us."

Gu Yixin said slowly.

"The skin is rough and the flesh is thick. It weighs two thousand kilograms. There are knots of muscles under the fur. I shot him in the throat and he didn't fall down..."

He was still squatting on the stone steps, holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, with a large piece of roast meat covered with rice.

"It's definitely very powerful, you can eat it."

Hong Fan nodded while chewing the tendons in his mouth.

He was also squatting, wearing a short coat of the same style as the old style, so that it would not hang down to the ground - there is a reason why people wear what kind of clothes they do.

The two of them were halfway through eating when they saw a figure passing by on the roof.

Not long after, Duan Tiannan strode over from the corridor carrying a big plate and sat down on the stone steps.

"Hey, this is special treatment."

Hong Bum glanced into the steaming plate.

Inside is a huge bear paw freshly cooked.

"It's just the right time, just the right time, haha."

Duan Tiannan was so proud that he took a few glances at the whole bear paw, then simply put down his chopsticks, picked it up with his bare hands and put it into his mouth.

Colorful clouds gradually hide behind the roof.

The three chatted while eating.

Just because bear meat is so delicious, he eats a lot and talks little, and seems to have nothing to do with it.

Squeeze.

After Duan Tiannan finished sucking the last bone, he suddenly said about Wu Yuan: "Today I saw four people coming back from Tingshan Pass with Double Swords and Running Thunder."

"He changed his mind?"

Hong Fan asked.

"That's not it."

Duan Tiannan replied.

"They encountered the Tianfeng Army escorting people on the way, so they intercepted 20 people and sent them to them."

"As soon as the people arrived, they replenished food and water in the pass, and then they were on the road again."

Hearing this, a question in Hong Fan's mind that had been suppressed by the autumn harvest came up again.

"I heard someone say before that the corvee expedition lasted for more than ten years..."

He asked directly after removing the last few grains of rice from the bottom of the bowl.

"In a county the size of Pang County, 300 households, or about [-] people, are being evacuated every month."

"But the Tianfeng Army arrests people according to their households, and does not reject the old, weak, sick and disabled. It is clear that they do not care about labor."

"It is said that the King of Huaiyang is arrogant and extravagant. Why does he need so many people to build something?"

"Do you want to build your own grave at such a young age?"

Hong Fan said sarcastically.

Gu Yixin’s chewing slowed down.

He couldn't eat the last two bites of rice in the bowl.

"You do not know?"

Duan Tiannan's turned face was full of seriousness.

"However, it's more or less 'grave repairing'."

He chuckled again immediately.

"I'll take you to have a look tonight and you'll find out."

Longqiu Town is more than four hundred miles away from Yunlan King City, with two great passes and five large cities in the middle.

But for Yuanci realm warriors, obstacles that prevent them from taking off are bullshit.

When I was young, Xu Shizheng (eight o'clock in the evening).

The sun has set for a long time, and the dark night wakes up the stars.

There is a crescent moon above the head, and three figures are flying among the clouds.

Duan Tiannan has the four levels of Yuanci cultivation. Even with two burdens, he can still maintain a speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour.

Less than half an hour later, more than half of the four hundred miles had been crossed.

"Yunlan City is coming."

Duan Tiannan reminded.

Hong Fan didn't reply.

No one needed to say anything, but he had already seen the stormy Lanshan Mountain at the end of the world.

(End of this chapter)