Chapter Seventy-Five: Seeking Food
As she got closer, she saw the boy squatting on the ground with a soft branch, pulling the ants that wanted to crawl out of the hole, and driving them back. It's just that this insect ant is willing to listen to his command and drive away this one, and the other one immediately ran up, and most of it has already walked away.
With a slight smile, she pulled out a bit of brown and white powder from her pocket and sprinkled it around the ant's burrow.
When the ants saw this, they immediately shrunk their necks and squeezed into the hole, as if they were terrified of the smell.
Xiao Tong was surprised, turned his head, and his eyes sparkled: "What did you lie about just now?"
Tilting her head slightly, pretending to be mysterious: "You want to know, but I won't tell you!"
The little boy began to be coquettish, pulling her skirt and begging: "Good sister, Fang is not right." I apologize to you, you can tell me!"
She smiled and hooked her fingers at him, asking the boy to come closer.
"If you're willing to answer my question, don't tell you, even if I give you some!"
Xiao Tong immediately stood up and clapped his hands: "Then you ask!"
"Where have all the grown-ups in this village gone?"
"Recently, the weather has been very dry, and all the adults have gone to work in the fields. ”
"The fields at the entrance of the village?" Tilt Miao pointed in the direction they had come.
"It's not. The area at the entrance of the village is not big, and everyone has gone to the field at the back of the village. The boy replied.
"That's good, I'll give it all to you!" Tilting touched the child's head and threw a small cloth bag over.
Subsequently, she told Mo Yi the reason, and the two began to rush to the back of the village.
"What did you just put in that little boy's cloth bag?" Mo Yi asked casually.
"Salt and peppercorns are found in Zhilang's kitchen. I wanted to grab a few game meat to roast and eat, so I prepared it. He stuck out his tongue.
Mo Yi shook her head, thinking that she was now completely absorbed in eating.
After a while, the two stood side by side on the edge of the ridge.
Under the scorching sun, the figures of those busy people flickered and flickered, which was extremely unreal.
Tilt Miao gritted her teeth, took off her shoes and socks and walked to the field, and asked tentatively, "Do you need help?" ”
The villagers took a closer look and saw that they were dressed like the people who had been tied up and taken to the mountain yesterday, and they all looked at them with horror: "You... How did you survive here?"
Tilt Miao frowned: "It's not a monster beast that lives there, why shouldn't we survive?"
Mo Yi also came closer, he looked around, and saw that there were only a few oxen plowing the field in the field, and there were only a few people who were busy with the other people, so he asked, "Isn't it busy farming? Why is there only livestock work, where are the others?"
No one paid attention to him, only an old man in a straw hat took a puff of dry tobacco and said, "It's a hot day, and I haven't seen rain for a long time." The land was too hard for anyone but livestock to cultivate, so most of the people went to the river in front of the village to fetch water. ”
"Carrying water, since there is a river at the head of the village, why not divert water for irrigation?" Mo Yi was puzzled.
"It's far from the river, and there are a lot of hard rocks nearby, so it's very difficult to dig it! It's too sudden, and we have nothing to do but work these animals. The old man looked sad.
"Then you should hire us!" you can't help it, but we may be able to help you dig a canal for irrigation. ”
The old man was surprised: "How long will it take?"
After thinking for a while, he replied, "One day." ”
The surrounding villagers immediately sneered: "Village chief, they must be bragging! Don't believe them!"
The old man, who was called the village chief, thought silently for a while, and then said, "They must have some ability to come down from that mountain. And you saw it last time, their muscles and bones are different from ours, and they can't hurt them, so it's better to believe them once!"
The village chief knocked down the soot on the soles of his feet, then turned to Tilt Miao and asked, "When are you going to start?"
After squirming for a long time, he said very lightly: "I haven't eaten breakfast yet, can you let me eat something first?"
"Look, I'm here to cheat and cheat!" said one of the villagers.
The village chief glanced at the man, and the villager was immediately silenced and stood aside with his head down.
He smiled at Tilt Miao again, and asked him to bring some corn cobs and steamed buns.
After a while, she was full of food, and her strength had recovered most of it.
She pulled Mo Yi and stood on the edge of the field.
The village chief sent two hoes to the two of them, but they were refused.
Tilt Miao took out the water-covered silk and shook it, rubbing the air so that the air "sizzled".
Although she didn't use the immortal method, this weapon was not a mortal thing, and no matter how much she used it, it was not comparable to those earthen tools.
When the villagers saw that the ribbon seemed to contain a thousand powers, they all dispersed.
Tilt Miao first tossed the water-covered silk high, and then threw it down vigorously.
The dirt road that connected to the ridge was immediately pressed out of a deep mark.
Then, she turned around, and the water-covered silk was lifted into the air again, and everyone looked up, and the light was a little dazzling under the dizziness of the sun.
Silk Silk fell to the ground several times, and the shallow ravine became deeper and deeper.
She wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, and instructed Mo Yi to go to the other side of the river, and the two of them would start work in each other's directions, which would always be better.
Just after noon, the two of them were halfway done. It's just that my physical strength is not as good as before, and I am already tired.
Tilting Miao summoned Mo Yi from a distance, and the two of them sat down under the tree to rest together.
Seeing that they were 'hidden in the depths', the villagers took the initiative to bring cold boiled water and food without waiting for the village chief's instructions, and they all had smiling faces on their faces.
She felt that the heat was abnormal, and she rolled up her sleeves high, but it was inconvenient to lift up the light veil that covered her face, and she suddenly felt distressed.
She fanned the cool fan with her little hands, but there was no relief.
She has lived in Beinuma for 3,000 years, and she has never encountered such weather.
Seeing that Mo Yi was still calm and relaxed, he felt even more uncomfortable.
After sitting sullenly for a while, he suddenly thought of his Ice Sword, and asked with a shy face, "Lend me your sword." ”
Although Mo Yi didn't know why, he still agreed to her request.
He flipped his left hand, and the ice-blue sword appeared in his hand.
Tilt Miao carefully went to get it.
Sure enough, under the strange barrier, even the Ling Yan sword qi was much thinner.
She held it in her hand, and she only felt cold and comfortable, like frost that had been held for ten thousand years.
Tilting Miao happily pulled out his sword at once, only to see that the cold air was swirling, and the temperature around him dropped by three points.
She stood up, plunged her sword into the dirt beside her, and sat calmly and calmly drinking tea.
Seeing that the villagers who had been busy for a long time were also sweating profusely, he kindly beckoned them over.
A small area suddenly became lively.
Mo Yi looked at them speechlessly, never dreaming that this mysterious weapon would really be used by her as a thing to cool off.
Where did he care about this, he shook his hand with him and shouted: "Mo Yi, why are you so far away! ”
She was very angry and satisfied, and he was stunned when he saw it, as if he had first met.
The boy who was squatting in the corner of the wall in the morning and digging out ants also squeezed over curiously. The village chief told them that the boy was his grandchild, named Xiaoman.
Xiaoman is a curious personality by nature, and he yearns for the sword that is inserted in the soil and braves the cold.
He pulled the corner of Moyi's robe, pointed to the sword and asked, "Brother, what kind of weapon is this?"
"This one is called the Ice Sword. It is taken from under the iceberg of 10,000 years, which is why it is so cold. Seeing that he was just a child, Mo Yi explained kindly.
Xiao Man looked envious, and continued to raise his head and ask, "Can you show me for a while?"
Tilt Miao walked over and preemptively said, "It's not that I won't give it to you, it's just that you may not be able to stand it." ”
Xiaoman was a little unconvinced, looking extremely dissatisfied, and muttered in his mouth, only saying that they were stingy.
Hearing this, he generously handed him the scabbard and said, "If you don't believe it, you can try this first." ”
Xiao Man thought to himself that it was just a scabbard, what was the big deal!
He slowly grasped it, but before he could pinch it, he was so cold that he couldn't speak, and even the sweat on his forehead turned into frost.
Mo Yi immediately snatched the scabbard back and rebuked, "What are you doing here? ”
Qian Miao said disapprerovingly: "If I don't watch him suffer some hardships today, he won't know what 'awesome' is in the future." Then no one will save him!"
Mo Yi was stunned, and said in his heart, sure enough, the Tao is different.
He said a little angrily: "No matter what considerations, you have the intention to take risks, if you miscalculate, Xiaoman's hand will be gone!"
"I said I couldn't touch it, and he would listen? That was his own doing! No wonder I was anything!" It was rare for him to see him so angry, and he felt very aggrieved. It's obviously a good heart, but it's understood tortuously. Then the thought of breaking the jar and breaking came to my heart, and those words were said without thinking, very sharp, and the mouth was not right.
Mo Yi pressed the corner of his forehead, his current situation was already worrying him, and she was still so uncomfortable.
He really didn't understand why she couldn't be more well-behaved, and he arranged everything.
He, who had always given in, was also fighting because of her arrogant attitude, so he asked her loudly: "If you make it clear to him that the consequences are that even if you talk more powerfully, as long as he has the heart to retreat, then what's the matter?"
"The heart of retreat?" she muttered, her voice slowly weakening, "If it's something you want, where would you give it up with a few words." It's like you rejected me, and I see very clearly what the ending is, so I should give up?"
She lowered her eyes, and her whole body sank into an atmosphere of sadness.
Xiao Man didn't understand what Qian Miao said at the end, and he didn't understand what they were arguing about.
The village chief gently pushed him from behind, and he stepped forward sensibly: "Brother, sister, it's not good to be a little man, don't quarrel." ”
Mo Yi didn't answer, he stood up, his heart was mixed.