Because half of the jacket hill collapsed, the span between the remaining half of the mountain and the other side of the two estuaries became overstated, and it was certainly not enough to have three sets of replacement poles, and a high-voltage line tower had to be built in the river to overcome. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This also required an even greater sacrifice on the part of the dumb uncle of the craftsman.

He didn't hesitate and did it right away.

I saw him use the green knife to hit his neck several times with his back. The sound was crisp and solid, like another world was pounding. His face did not change, as if he had not struck himself.

But the goldfish couldn't stand still, and the shrimp whiskers fell off, and it appeared out, chanting the trick of 'Neck Gang Broken Bamboo' for its master, while crying and fish tears.

The heart of the dumb uncle of the craftsman was so touched that the fish were about to cry, but he himself regarded it as deserved.

Half of the mute uncle's neck was struck out, and he flew to the spot on the surface of the water where he had sighted, and fell down, and grew again. When it grows up, it is a high-voltage line tower made of green bamboo.

It must be the neck, and the line tower formed is the best at supporting and automatically adjusting.

This time, there was no need for the dumb uncle to ask, and the stonemason Yang Guodao immediately attached the petrification technique.

Master Yang used a lot of control to ensure that his words would not choke.

The mute uncle, who has been silent for decades, is still used to silently dedicating.

While petrifying, the stonemason Yang Guodao also made small adjustments to the high-voltage line tower built by 'Neck Gang Broken Bamboo' to make it look like a memorial tower.

There will be people who remember the good of the dumb uncle of the carpenter. Not to mention that the masters present have a strong memory, and Yueping, who paid attention to this place from the fifth space, wrote him into the diary in time. Yueping's first diary was later made of a hairwatch, so that more people would remember it.

The sound of bangzi sounded, and the flowermaker Qiu Ping Pong bent down into a bow, and a spindle struck each cable, a total of three, three sounds, and it was heard that there was also the voice of the dumb uncle.

It was the vibrato of the mind, different from the usual sound, and it could be heard as long as the mind was refined.

The spindle of the flower maker Qiu Ping-Pong was only a false knock, and it was still two or three feet away from touching the high-voltage cable. The light of his materialized ability rained down its lines like juice.

The high-voltage wire is so strong, a large section ten miles long, it becomes as soft as cotton thread.

When it was soft, he flicked three fingers at a cable, which was also a false bullet, and he would never be electrocuted.

Three strings of white energy the size of a ping-pong ball fell on the three points of the cable, and the 'three-point line-shifting' trick of the flowermaker Qiu Ping Pong moved, and the cable was automatically raised, straightened, and landed on the top of the three sets of temporary replacement poles.

After the three points are fixed, followed by 'three and four', the cable falls on the high-voltage line tower at the fourth point.

"Dumb master, the wire is fifty zhang long, what should I do?"

The goldfish said on his behalf, "Cut it out for me!"

The dumb uncle of the carpenter had already made a plan, and he planted the position of the pile and the tower, which reduced the curvature of the original line, not only made the new line more stable, but also saved dozens of zhang long cables.

Qiu Pingpong, the flower maker, installed the three cables by himself, and it took less than five minutes.

If it is converted into standard labor, one powerful person is worth more than 10,000 standard labor.

The fixing work between the cable and the pole was done by Wang Changyu and Wang carpenter, and for him, 'the country and the mountains are solid' is just a piece of cake.

In the same list, the runner escaped and grasped the master craftsman, and he came just in time to take over the solid foundation work of the electric pole and line tower.

In recent years, the business has been booming, and there are many apprentices and grandchildren of the master craftsman, so that the yellow eel loaches in nearby Sanzhou County are almost extinct.

The master craftsman Shang Yiyi also went from being a big celebrity envied by everyone to gradually becoming resented.

Fu Xiaoying, a writer and Zhang Dayu, a famous supernumerary fisherman, were both persuading their common cousin Shang Yiren to change his career to eel farming, but he hadn't listened yet.

The work to solve the high-voltage electricity crisis lasted a total of twenty minutes, and until it was completed, there was no power outage.

The two sets of semi-inclined poles had collapsed ten minutes earlier. If it hadn't been replaced in time, it would have been certain by now, if it hadn't been for the dumb uncle of the craftsman, the disaster would have happened, and it would have been able to reach the streets of Muwang Town not far away.

They did a good thing for a large number of living beings, but correspondingly, they also covered up the poor performance of the relevant personnel in the power supply management, and they would still be careless if nothing major happened.

During this period of time, hundreds of masters and powers have already attacked zombies, and dozens of methods have been used, although it cannot be said that they have exhausted their skills, but they have not achieved success.

The dumb uncle took the lead in solving the hidden danger of high-voltage electricity, and his mood was not only not relaxed, but more anxious.

He knew that if he didn't kill him before he could do it, the consequences would be more dangerous than high-voltage electricity.

He glanced at Zhang Sanxing, a sub-god who took catching ghosts and monsters as his mission.

Zhang Sanxing was still stepping on the gangbu fight, so busy that he didn't raise his head, and it could be seen that he was also very anxious, because he was sweating profusely!

If you are sure, how can a half-step god above great power sweat more than once!

Looking at the other sub-god Zi Ye Wuge Hou Baixian, he only sent a master-level attack to test the attack, and gathered the twelve great powers together to discuss.

There were so many of them, gathered in a circle, making the appearance of writing and drawing, and posing for fierce arguments.

The three stinkers can top one Kong Ming, they are still a group of highly intelligent people, thirteen, working together, it would be fine if the discussion was very hot, but it seemed that they were cold!

The dumb uncle chuckled in his heart, and sank straight down, it was clearly helpless!

Look at the high god, Lord Hou Tougu.

Such a big man, the dumb uncle usually doesn't dare to look at her, but this time is unusual, he still looked at her with ardent hope.

He wanted to see if this one had a foreshadowing of everything in one fell swoop.

I saw that she was sitting on a cloud table, her eyes slightly blind, really like a god, more like she was in a trance. But I saw that her knuckles were clearly pinching at high speed, so fast that they were dizzying, and there were bursts of afterimages, as if they were rapidly blooming and blooming, and at the same time the tide was ebb and flow between the palms and fingers.

It can be seen that even this god has no ready-made special effect measures, and even she looks like she is busy planning with all her might.

The dumb uncle's thick eyebrows furrowed deeply.

Who else is good at miracles?

He suddenly thought of him!

The famous Jane family heir, a person is as extensive as a starry sky, a son of Jian Luo! a heavenly lady who cannot be measured by the realm!

When it comes to Jane's house, all of them are beautiful, and they can't bear to return to Jane's house when they get drunk!

Jian Luo, the famous him, is he here?