Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty Second: Red Roll City Show

Of course, there is no such thing as a show in the wild land, so it is just used to buy people's hearts, and the effect can be imagined.

More than 30 miles outside Honggu City, there is a Zhe Niao Mountain. This mountain is not big, and there is a lake in front of the mountain. There are two small rivers connecting the north and south of the small lake.

The wasteland around Luoniao Lake has not been reclaimed, and the rest of the land is slightly rolling hills, which is not suitable for planting spiritual fields.

There are more than 100 households living in Zheniao Mountain, and the stone houses and stone workshops are built along the mountain. At this time, the sun is setting, and there are many figures in the spiritual fields outside the mountain, walking towards their homes with hoes on their shoulders.

These figures were old and young, some were carrying hoes, some were carrying bamboo baskets, and some were carrying bundles of firewood, and they were all heading home.

At this moment, in the settlement at the foot of Zheniao Mountain, there is already smoke rising from the kitchen, curling up like floating clouds, and the village has a faint smell of meat permeating the air.

"Old wood, how is your Lingtian?"

A middle-aged warrior wearing a tattered animal skin waistcoat walked up quickly with a limp on his left foot, and asked an old man also wearing a tattered animal robe.

"Well, what else can I do? The family has reclaimed a total of 70 acres of spiritual land, and more than half of it has been ravaged by fang pigs. Many seedlings have rotted roots, and they can't stop it."

The old man called Old Wood had a sad look on his face, not because he didn't want to cultivate more spiritual fields, but because his own strength was limited, even if there were new spiritual fields, he couldn't manage them.

During the growth process of Lingtian, there are still steps such as deworming and watering. Watering is easy to say, but deworming is a bit troublesome.

It is true that the human race in the barbaric land is inherently stronger. Under the same living environment, the strength of other creatures and ants also has a corresponding increase.

Lingmi has a spirit character, so it is naturally spiritual.

Insects in the wilderness are not simple things. These guys with tiny fangs are not easy to kill for prospective warriors. If you are not careful, you will be bitten by them. It is inevitable that the wound will be red and swollen. If it's not good, I have to apply medicine and stay in bed.

And the most important point is that the mountains are not safe. There are more than 130 families in their village, and they are all people who can't get along in the city.

So we came to Zhe Niao Mountain to take root together, barely able to hold the nearby area, and want to expand the area of ​​Lingtian outward, but the strength is not enough.

And not all places are suitable for planting Lingmi,

There are many rocks in many places, and some places simply don't grow Lingmi, and I don't know why.

There are no fewer than hundreds of villages like Zheniao Mountain around Honggu City. Their villages are considered medium in size, and some large villages have hundreds of households. They are also strong and have many spiritual lands cultivated.

"Old Wood, my son is only four years old this year, and it will be a few years before he can spend on martial arts, so after harvesting the Lingmi this year, I will keep enough for myself, and I will give you the rest of the Lingmi. Take it to the city and sell it, and exchange some resources for Xiao Qiao to practice."

"How can this work!"

Hearing this, Lao Mu waved his hands again and again, and hurriedly said: "My son is growing fast, and it will be time for your son to go to the martial arts academy in the city to practice in a few years, you have to prepare some foundations in advance.

We can't compare to those big families in the city. Their families are well-off. Our partridge village has just moved out of the city for two years. Many spiritual fields in the settlement have just been reclaimed and have not yet reached the level of ripening. not much.

Xiao Qiao asked him to be a little bit tighter this year when he practiced. When the harvest is ready tomorrow, I'm going to the city to exchange the Lingmi for some medicinal herbs to temper his body. "

...

Under the night, in the partridge village, there are beast fires jumping and people's shadows surging in the stone windows of every household.

In a small courtyard surrounded by three stone houses in the center of the village, a figure pushed open the stone door and walked into the courtyard, and then a woman's voice sounded in the courtyard.

"His father is back."

"Ok."

Acknowledging casually, Yuan Shan, who was carrying the hoe, put down the hoe and walked towards the hut.

"I stewed the colorful feather bird, and the baby just finished eating, and there are still some bones left."

In the stone house, the woman came in with a steaming earthen jar and put it on the stone table. Looking at the wrinkles on the man's forehead, she asked worriedly.

"Father, is there really nothing we can do? Our settlement has over 10,000 acres of spiritual fields, and we have been bullied for most of it like this. It's okay for everyone to eat. Our eldest child and several children in the settlement are all practicing in the martial arts academy in the city." .”

Yuan Shan shook his head, and said helplessly: "A few of the tusked pigs that rushed out were semi-pure-blooded, and they were comparable to warriors in the mountain-opening realm. Wherever they passed, the Lingmi seedlings withered and died."

"Ah~"

Hearing this, Songcao turned pale with shock and looked sad.

For her, these Lingmi are her lifeblood. The whole family relies on these Lingmi to eat and drink, and they also need to make offerings to the older children to practice martial arts. The two younger children are also growing up, and they will go to the martial arts academy next year. .

People who practice martial arts need to absorb spiritual power, and they eat a lot, so they eat a lot of rice in one meal, so it seems that everyone grows a lot of spiritual rice, but in fact, if there is a child in the family who embarks on the road of cultivation, it will not be enough. Can't stop making.

"What are you panicking about!"

Yuanshan scolded: "We didn't grow Lingmi before, so we came here!"

After being scolded by the man, Songcao lowered his head, and said aggrieved after a long time: "Isn't this different from before?"

Yuanshan picked up the remaining bird frame from the earthen pot and stuffed it into his mouth. There were only scattered shreds of meat left on the bird frame, and the colorful feather bird was actually not big, only the size of an adult's palm.

After taking two bites, Yuanshan saw that there was still a piece of bird meat on the skeleton, and stretched out his big hand to tear it off, and stuffed it into Songcao's beak.

"Don't worry, I'll take the men in the settlement out to hunt at worst. Didn't we all come here like this before, besides, the adults in the city haven't made a decision yet, so wait."

Chewing his bones, he picked up the earthen pot and gulped down the soup inside. Aruyama got up and walked outside.

"Father, what are you doing?"

"Put the children to sleep first. I'll go to Laomu's house to have a look. They're all in the same settlement. I can help."

"Oh."

When the woman's voice sounded, Yuanshan had already walked out of the yard, and under the moonlight, he walked along the path in the settlement towards the settlement not far away.

"Brother Shan~"

After walking out of the house, Yuanshan hadn't gone far when a figure came up to meet him.

"Little Zhuzi, where are you going?"

Saruyama was taken aback, then asked.

"I'm not looking for you, Brother Shan. My brother-in-law is from the Yuhe settlement next door. Today, I came to my house with my sister to borrow lingmi. The lingtian they settled in has also been scolded a lot."

The young man called Xiaozhuzi, in his thirties, has never succeeded in visualizing the totem, so he has lost his desire to become a warrior.

Pillars, Dashan, such names are very common in settlements, and there are several of them in the partridge settlement Dashan alone.

"Brother Shan, I also heard from my brother-in-law that not to mention other settlements near us, even many places around Honggu City have been bullied by fang pigs. I don't know if the city lord's mansion is in charge."

As he said that, Zhu Zi cursed: "I don't know why these pigs have gone crazy. Even the excrement and urine they pull out are full of poisonous gas, which makes the spirit rice seedlings stop growing."

"Okay, I think the city lord will find out the matter. The lords of Tuntian Mansion have also come to inquire about our settlement. I think there will be a result soon."

Hearing this, Zhu Zi patted himself on the head, and hurriedly said: "Hey, I almost forgot about the business. The adults of Tuntian Mansion have been away for so long and there is no news. Shall we go to the city and ask Tuntian government."

Then, Yuanshan's eyes lit up, then dimmed, he shook his head slightly, and said, "Zhuzi, we are all Daxia people, it was Daxia who gave us the stability we have now, and the fang pig was also arranged by Daxia to domesticate, No one wants to make a mistake.

We are all citizens of Daxia, and the Lingtian is only a season anyway, and we will pass by after suffering, isn't that pig also our Daxia's pig. "

"Too."

Zhuzi nodded, but shook his head again. He felt that Brother Shan's words were both right and wrong.

Finally, Zhu Zi cursed fiercely: "Damn pig!"

"Brother Shan, I'm going back first."

...

"Damn pig!"

In the past few days, the area of ​​Honggu City has become large and small settlements, and many people are yelling at them.

If a pig digs a spiritual field, it will do so. Every village has at least thousands of acres of spiritual fields. Even if a pig's head crosses the border, it can do so much, but this pig doesn't know what it ate, and the fart it released was so foul , Smoking all the Lingmi seedlings to death.

...

In the mansion of the Lord of the Red Roan City, the beast fire leaped under the night.

The lord of the Red Gu City, Hu Lingmu, the garrison order of Hesong, the animal husbandry to make the sheep wither, and the Qianlong's envoy Xiansen are all there, and at the top are the two elders of Daxia, Elder Feng and Elder Shao.

The animal flames leaped, the burning animal oil crackled, and the beasts made the sheep look sad. He was provoking someone, and he caused such a catastrophe for no reason.

Thinking of this, he stared again and looked at Qianlong Envoy Xiansen.

There was a wry smile on the corner of Xiansen's mouth. This is really bad luck everywhere. If people are unlucky, they will hit their heels when they fart. A little guy from his Qianlong Temple.

It's just such a little guy who has caused Honggu City to be hanged down by the elders of the clan from top to bottom.

"The patriarch already knows about this matter."

After a long time, Elder Feng uttered a voice, which immediately made the people below tremble.

Several people couldn't help but feel bitter, it's over, people are sitting in the city, and the pot is coming from the sky.

"Don't be afraid, I brought the matter to the patriarch."

Then Elder Shao added a sentence.

Immediately, the people below became even more miserable.

It is really the ancestor of Shao.

"The master of the deer domain in the city probably arrives tomorrow."

For a while, the atmosphere in the mansion became even more silent, and several warriors in charge of Honggu City felt that the sky was about to collapse.

"Why didn't you see the city lieutenant?"

Elder Feng turned his eyes and asked aloud.

The city lord, Hu Lingmu, said timidly: "I took people out of the city to catch pigs."