Chapter 154

"There's still 30 left. That's enough," he said

"Oh, then change it." The integral is cleared again.

Now she's looking forward to a quick harvest.

However, the harvest is almost at the end of March.

There's still a month to go.

What a pain.

She looked through the new book, which is actually for left-handed people, and taught them how to use their left hand more flexibly to use their right-handed tools.

Bailihan asked, "what book is that?"

Zixu handed it to him: "look at it yourself."

Bai Lihan looked at it once and said, "this soldier can also use it."

Zixu did not care to say: "then you copy, I this is for the ink sword life."

Bailihan has some taste: "why give it to him? He is going to kill you."

Purple Xu side eyes: "now is not to kill?"

Bai Lihan is very regretful now. If he killed him with one sword, why bring him back?

After thinking about it, he returned the book to Zixu: "you take it to him."

"You don't copy?"

"This book can be used as a secret script. It's not good to spread it."

Zixu didn't think so much. Seeing that he didn't really intend to copy, he went out of the tree house.

Ink sword is still standing straight under the tree, purple Xu inexplicably hurt.

"Mo Jian pursues his life."

He looked up at Zixu.

"Here you are!"

He was surprised to see Zixu throw a book down, he raised his left hand to catch it.

"If I'm lazy, I won't go down and give it to you. Don't blame me!"

With that, Zixu went into the tree house.

The cold and hard face of the ink sword chased his life, and a trace of invisible smile appeared.

He sat on the ground, put the book on his knee, turned a few pages on the shocked eyes, if the book is spread out, it will definitely set off a bloody storm of robbery in the lake and lake.

However, Zixu gave it to him so lightly!

He clung to the book tightly, and his mind was restless for a long time.

Finally calm down, he found that the book wrinkled, immediately carefully smoothed, eyes appeared annoyed.

Zixu didn't know that what he thought was useless would be regarded as a treasure by them. If he knew, he would laugh three times.

She assembled the remaining crossbows and arrows, and threw the finished products to bailihan: "take it, I'll make this batch. I don't care about the future."

Bailihan raised his hand and rubbed her head: "I don't want to let you get tired."

Zixu nodded: "by the way, I assembled these can have mechanisms, as long as it is disassembled, it will collapse.

But I'll give you the drawings. You can study the mechanism by yourself.

But the power will be reduced by half. "

Bailihan nodded: "it's good to avoid being stolen."

When Bai Xu came back, he touched big purple meat.

"I'm hungry. I'm going to barbecue. You can do whatever you want."

Bai Lihan nodded: "I'll go back to the barracks."

Zixu asked, "do you want to keep it for you?"

"I'll come in the evening. I don't have to stay."

"Good!"

Zixu out of the tree house, found that the ink sword pursuit of life has been obsessed, completely unaware of Zixu's movement.

She went to get some dry wood to light the campfire, and Dabai just came back.

During Zixu's barbecue, his big white hair was chasing after his life. He had never seen this man, so he used to smell it.

As a result, Mo Jian found something strange in pursuit of his life. He looked up at a pair of tiger eyes and fell back to the ground in a funny way.

Zixu heard the voice looked at: "that is my pet, scared you?"

Mo Jian pursues his life Keep a tiger as a pet, are you still a woman?

Zixu saw that there was not much firewood, and he called out, "Mo Jian, go after my life, help me get some wood, over there."

The ink sword chased his life to carry the book and took some wood.

Zixu will pass the test good pheasant in the past: "you eat first, the other is just big white to take away.

It's very inconvenient without a hand.

Zixu looked at him and asked, "do you want to grow another hand?"

"I hurt you with that hand. It's time to break it," he said

Zixu is speechless. What are these thoughts.

"I said, if you have a chance to recover, would you like to try it?"

"Unless it's the elixir of the gods."

Zixu: "it's just It's not cute at all, but it's also good to accept reality without delusion.

Now there is rabbit meat on the fire. In fact, she doesn't eat much except pheasants and rabbits.

Although there was no pollution in ancient times, it was the product of mountains and fields. It's better to eat less.

But also sprinkle with insecticide herbs, how much will affect the taste.After eating, Zixu cleaned up the mess, and then put a small table outside to make tea.

Ink sword pursuit of life like a pillar standing beside Zixu, she waved: "come and sit down."

"Yes

The tone of accepting orders made Zixu not like it very much. In her heart, she still insisted that everyone was equal.

"Sit down and we'll talk."

Zixu gives him a cup of tea, which can kill insects.

Mo Jian pursues his life and holds a bamboo tea cup with one hand. He has never felt warm in his heart.

"That I don't blame you. You are free now. You can leave if you want

The ink sword pursues life but changes from sitting posture to kneeling posture: "don't drive me away," I recognize you as the main body, please don't drive me away. "

He knocked hard on the ground for a long time.

Zixu was scared silly, that knock on the ground voice let her can't help grinning.

"Well, can you get up and talk."

The ink sword chased for life and raised his head. His forehead was smashed, and the blood flowed into his eyes and then slipped down, which made people think it was blood and tears.

"Please don't drive me away."

Zixu turned on his body for a long time before he turned out a piece of handkerchief and pressed it on his head: "wait."

She went to the tree house and took the ointment down and gently applied it to him: "this is the ointment I made. It can stop bleeding very well. You will not leave a scar on such a wound, and you will still be handsome in the future."

After his life, Mo Jian felt that he had been teased, and his face became red involuntarily.

His eyes touched the ferocious wound on Zixu's face, and the guilt in his heart expanded infinitely.

There is no medicine to cure the wound caused by the ink sword.

Zixu took care of his wound and seriously said, "I don't need a slave."

Dark and lost appeared in the eyes of Mo Jian.

Zixu then said: "I need friends, equality, mutual assistance, drinking together, eating meat with friends, understand?"

Mo Jian's pursuit of life was a little frightened: "but I'm..."

Zixu raised his hand to block his next words: "don't say those useless, your past, your birth I don't care.

If you want to stay, stay as a friend, understand? "

"I understand," he said But you will always be my master!

If Zixu knew what he thought in his heart, he would be crazy. He was too stubborn.

"Well, eat."

Zixu picked up the roasted chicken which fell to the ground after his death and cleaned it up carefully.

"We are in a difficult time. Don't waste food."

Mo Jian took his life and ate it, not to mention taking up a bit of soil. He ate it all covered with sand and dirt.

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