Early in the morning of the second day, Ye Fan was thrown out of the wood shed. That night, Liu Yu was not idle, nor was he idle.
In the middle of the night, he sneaked out of the firewood room to take a look at Liu Yu's situation.
The blockage of Liu Yu's meridians was more serious than he had imagined, but after the dredging of the Spirit Gathering Pill, his strength also improved by leaps and bounds.
In just one night, he surpassed a large level and directly built the foundation.
When Ye Fan saw Liu Yu, he was working with a red face, and his efficiency was much higher than usual.
"Brother Liu Yu, you..."
Seeing his appearance, Ye Fan asked in a low voice, but he was afraid of being heard. Half of the words were not finished, but Liu Yu already understood what he meant, and nodded at him excitedly.
Liu Yu is a good person. Although his strength is advancing by leaps and bounds, he knows that his current strength is not enough to fight those soldiers, and he did not rashly expose himself.
Seeing this person hiding his strength, Ye Fan nodded in satisfaction.
He knew that his vision had always been good.
Liu Yu's matter is resolved, then he will proceed to steal the black fort.
Both are handymen, but Ye Fan is inferior to Liu Yu, so the two do not rest in the same room.
In the middle of the night, after all the handymen fell asleep, Ye Fan dexterously turned out the window like a cat.
He easily touched the front of the camp with the black fort.
He has been here many times, but never actually went in.
To ensure safety, the spiritual power in Ye Fan's hands condensed into a cat.
The cat, condensed by spiritual power, walked into the camp lightly. Just when the cat was about to touch the black fort, a tactic emerged around the black fort, and the cat’s screams turned into a little bit. Starlight.
At this moment, the headless man in the camp next to him, holding a scarlet axe, came over aggressively.
Upon seeing this, Ye Fan hurriedly hid himself in the darkness.
According to his judgment, the strength of this big man is definitely not inferior to any one of the twelve ancestral witches. If it is head-on, he will definitely not eat any good fruit, not to mention that this is still in the enemy's camp.
But tonight the headless man has already been alarmed, and it will be even more difficult if he thinks about it again in the future.
Ye Fan thought for a while, rushed out quietly, and came to the place where the grain and grass were placed.
The man guarding the granary fell asleep with a spear, and there was an oil lamp next to him.
Ye Fan gently picked up the man's wrist with the spear, placed it next to the oil lamp, and then pushed the oil lamp.
A cluster of flames rose from the table next to him.
Ye Fan deliberately placed a blasting pill at the feet of the person guarding the granary, and stuffed the blasted bottle into the person's chest.
The fire that the oil lamp ignited was not big, but it was burning so few grains and grass, and the small flames that sprang from those beams and grasses happened to hit the blasting pellets placed on the ground.
"boom!"
A loud noise awakened everyone in the camp.
"The grain is on fire!"
This sentence awakened all the sluggish people.
All the soldiers and handymen brought out containers that could hold water from their houses. After they fetched water from the river, they quickly ran to the place where the fire was burning.
"Damn it, I was caught by that person's plan to tune the tiger away from the mountain. I didn't expect this person to come for our food!"