At dawn the next day, the rooster played Kai, and the silkworm was ripe. Xiaojiao came out of the morning sun as usual, and the whole person looked like an indescribable sense of transformation. At least in her opinion, helping Wakatake get out of here was a responsibility, not something that other words like zealous and righteous could explain.

Thousands of figurines stood upright in a large clearing, and the morning wind seemed to be unable to blow away the smell of the place. Xiaojiao walked and looked at them one by one, until a figurine larger than the other figurines stopped in front of them. Stretched out his hand and touched it, and after feeling it carefully, he remembered Ruozhu's advice last night, and stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the red rattan in a figurine suddenly became shriveled. After a slight pause, he reached out and touched it, then nodded secretly and continued to the next figurine.

The seemingly boring work lasted all morning, but there was no impatience on Xiaojiao's face. At this moment, there was a sound in the dense forest in the distance, Xiaojiao naturally knew that it was the person who took the figurines and arrived, and did not think that Ruozhu showed the slightest panic, but already patted this and knocked that.

"How's it going today?"

The person who speaks has a strong physique, and he has the strength to do it at a glance, although he is dressed as a woman, his fierce spirit is not inferior to that of a strong man, and his fat lips are matched with a face of horizontal flesh, and there are really few women who can't pick them out.

Xiao Jiaocai didn't bother to look directly at these people, and she didn't take a stubble, and walked into the figurines again.

Perhaps it was a common practice, and several people led by the sturdy woman followed Xiaojiao's steps and walked in. This time, when Xiaojiao photographed, one of them cut the figurines from the ground in a unique way, and then carried them on standby. A total of ten people came, and when Xiaojiao photographed the ninth, the leading woman was still empty-handed. The squad leader naturally has the pride of the squad leader, and when he can not work, he naturally saves that fatigue.

"Is that all for today?"

There was a hint of urging in the sturdy woman's words, she looked at Xiaojiao's back and pouted, and said in her heart: What is the little girl's spirit, she doesn't say a word when she comes, isn't it just sitting on the ground...... Look at the small body, rubbing it is not enough to rub it, pinching it is not enough to pinch it, it is not enough to make a basket, the wind is afraid of flashing the waist, and the rain is afraid of washing away...... Look at our body. The woman's arms crossed over her chest pushed up hard.

"Originally, it was these nine, but the person who sent it last night had a special imprint on his body, I wonder if the pavilion master has returned, if it is really empty-handed, it is always not good. ”

Xiao Jiao said and took a few steps forward, reached out and gently patted the figurines next to her, and then her figure suddenly disappeared in place.

The hardcover woman hated it so much that the root of her teeth itched, what kind of crazy person was the little hooves today, and she dared to arrange a job for the old lady...... But after thinking about it, if the pavilion master really came back, it would really not be beautiful to be empty-handed. So he was unwilling to spit on the place where Fang Cai Xiaojiao was standing, and then came to the figurine, separated the figurine from the ground by dividing it by two, and then hugged the figurine with both hands, and scolded in his heart "Little hooves, specially for the old lady to pick up" waist and legs worked together, and the whole figurine did not leave the ground, but fell down directly......

The strength of the strong woman is definitely the best among the ten people, although she rarely does this kind of work, but on weekdays, the stone piers, iron ropes and other things are not less practiced, is it not called the nine people behind him to wrestle, break the wrist or something, the meaning of showing off the power is very obvious. It's just that today's figurine is surprisingly heavy, and it feels at least twice as heavy as the earlier figurine, and directly pressed the sturdy woman on the spot, and no one could move a bit.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? You can look at it just by looking at it!

When the other nine people heard this, they hurriedly pulled out one foot each, and went to the bottom of the servant's help, and the hardcover woman saw that the maid had left the ground for some distance, and her two thick forearms were still holding the upper part of the figurine, and then turned around with her heel as the axis, withdrew her arms, and leaned her back against the figurine. The largest figurine trembled and fell on the shoulders of the sturdy woman.

"Smack!"

With two crisp sounds, one of the women's shoes was completely scrapped. The reason is that because of its own weight, a pair of shoes has already stepped on the heel, and today with such a heavy figurine, it is reasonable to step on it......

Xiaojiao actually didn't leave, she kept watching silently behind a figurine, and waited until the ten people disappeared, and then she flashed out, secretly glad and extremely dissatisfied with the sturdy woman. A stinky mouth full of feces, and it is a great insult to let you carry my husband, and I will definitely find an opportunity to make you a figurine in the future......

After walking for a while, the hardcover woman was a little hung up, sweating on her face above, her steps below were floating, and her heavy breathing occasionally carried a whistling sound. This will not occur unless fatigue is sufficient. In fact, it's hard for her, the woman in the figurines is a tall and fierce person, and at this time, with a Ruozhu, it's almost the same if she doesn't have five hundred catties of skin. This weight is generally pulled by livestock, and it is somewhat inappropriate for people to carry it, and it is still a woman. If it weren't for a good old lady, someone else would have thrown it away a long time ago, either throwing the figurines, or throwing away the life......

Rao was like this, the hardcover woman couldn't bear it anymore, and after throwing the figurines aside, she leaned against a big tree and panted heavily, unable to even speak. The other nine people followed suit without knowing what was going on, and seeing that the sky was getting twilight, the sturdy woman was somewhat relieved, and slipped down the trunk of the tree, looking up to the sky and sighing: "The little hooves are so ruthless, what kind of thing is this, which pig is there?"

At this moment, one of the women said: "Eldest sister, some things can't be delayed, some people can't afford to offend, I think it's important for us to hurry, if it is difficult to travel until it is dark and night, we can't afford to afford to miss something in the middle!"

"Let's go, let's go, I can't walk at all, I don't obey my legs!"

"Don't! It's okay to have one less figurine, after all, the identity of the eldest sister is there. If there is no personal trouble, it will be a big problem, and if you say that you don't want to do it, it is evil to say that it is to run away. We know which is more important, you don't, we all know. ”

"That's right, but it's not like that...... just throwing it halfway like that."

"The eldest sister is really tired and confused, but do you remember the deep ditch? who will know where to roll down like this......"

"Oh! I forgot about it. Hurry up, while it's still dark, a few of you will help me throw this thing away, and I'll give you a credit when I go back. ”

The sturdy woman called the eldest sister also came up after speaking, patted her two sore legs and stood up, and then looked left and right to see that no one was passing by, and several people lifted the figurine again, and swayed in the other direction

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