The location of the Imperial Slave House is in the westernmost direction of the Wu Clan's realm, and it is also the most remote and farthest from the main hall.

But the people here do the most complicated, dirty, and tiring work.

There are a total of 15 houses for 300 female slaves to live in, and 9 houses for 168 male ** to live in, and the male slave house is 200 meters away from the female slave house, with a wall built in the middle.

Prunella has lived in a crowd since she was a child, her bed and Bichen snuggled tightly, and the two of them slept in a quilt when the weather was cold.

The slave house is backed by a mountain, in this mountain with a free-range feeding of hundreds of domestic pigs, also equivalent to wild boars, this mountain has no ancients, no one after it, the smell is stinking, the pig is crowing, no woman is willing to be a shovel officer.

Prunella vulgaris is "very honored" to be arranged by the fat aunt to raise pigs here, in the Wu tribe, raising pigs is just a piece of cake, in comparison, cattle and sheep are easy to live.

Those who raise bees, snakes, insects, rats and ants, scorpions, turtles, tigers and leopards are the heavyweight and deadly work.

These are all indispensable medicinal materials for cultivating the elixir, not only to raise but also to raise the white fat, at the cost of human life.

It's just that the people of the Wu clan are not easy to die, and it is okay for the tiger and leopard to bite a piece of meat, but they are frightened and still hurt.

Witchcraft is one of them, the witch doctor is the most important, the witch doctor Jian Yang said that there is no disease in the world that he can't cure, except for the elixir of immortality.

Only then did a team of alchemists come out, and the medical skills learned by Xia Kucao had a close relationship with the witch doctor, and they seemed to have nothing to do with the alchemist and were inextricably linked.

This morning, from five o'clock in the morning, the summer withered grass was going to wash the clothes of the piles of witch people with the other slave girls before the pigs got up.

The good name says, people make the best use of it, get up earlier than pigs, sleep later than pigs, steal lazy, and the whip of the fat aunt will make your skin bloom!

Take care of the hygiene, the sun rises at about eight o'clock, Xia Dry grass looks at the sun, changes her equipment, and meets the pig is the most comfortable thing for her.

The whole body is wrapped in a layer of skin, this is a jumpsuit, made of leopard skin, not to mention mosquito bites in the old forests of the mountains, pig dung everywhere, ant piles and so on.

It can't be guarded against a little, Bichen is holding a wooden basin to dry clothes, Xia Kucao greeted her and said hello and laughed and went up the mountain, Bichen caught up and stuffed her with a steamed bun, this day Xia Kucao will spend in the mountains.

There is a thatched hut in the mountains that has stored some grain for the pigs in recent years, and now it is autumn, and the fruits are abundant, so there is no need to worry about the pigs going hungry.

There are countless wild fruits and weeds, but when winter comes, when the snow covers the mountains and the greenery is gone, even the edible leaves are withered, the only food stored is important.

More than 100 pigs, the grain distributed to the prunella grass is only four pockets, 400 catties, nine cows and a dime, the index is also very amazing, the big pig must exceed 200 catties at the end of the year, and the piglet shall not be less than 50 catties within half a year of birth.

Prunella had to find another way to accumulate grain and grass, and each pig passed through the hands of the patriarch, leaving a mark, and the birth, old age, sickness and death must be reported, and it must not be concealed, otherwise the responsibility of Prunella vulgaris will be investigated.

Although there are many birds of prey in the mountains, the patriarch of the pig breeding realm has made a seal, and the beasts will make a detour, and the prunella grass does not have to worry about its own safety.

Autumn is the season when chestnuts are ripe, and the chestnut balls on the trees open their mouths one by one, and the wind blows and falls.

When she had counted the pigs all over the hills, and it was almost noon, she took a large snakeskin bag, squatted among the dead leaves, and kept pulling it with a branch, even though she had searched for these places many times, but there would always be many chestnuts on the new day.

After a while, the bag was full again, she carried the chestnuts on her shoulders, sweating and walking towards the thatched house.

In the afternoon, Prunella vulgaris will be fixed to find a kind of wild fruit, this wild fruit is a secret recipe of Prunella vulgaris, people eat it to help digestion, pigs eat it, not only strengthen the body, but also enhance immunity, less sickness.

Pigs are less sick, and their weight will rise like a fly, and it is difficult to pass the inspection at the end of the year, as long as you pass the test, you can get half a pig's meat.

Half of the pigs that Prunella grass had received last year were still hidden in the jar of the thatched hut's cellar, which was dug by Prunella herself.

Over the years, she has learned to marinate meat and barbecue and marinate meat, although she has feelings for the pigs she raises and can't eat them, but her life is important, the amount of food she gets every day is always not enough, and the steamed buns that Bichen just stuffed to her must have been saved last night.

Prunella went down to the cellar and opened the jar, and took out a loin, this kind of meat submerged in the jar is extraordinarily fragrant, and people can't help but drool without cooking.

Prunella washed the meat with the water of the mountain spring, set up a fire by the river, took out a pot from the hole in the rock, scooped a ladle of water into it, and put the tenderloin in it.

In the forest, I dug up some wild ginger, picked some wild peppercorns, cinnamon bark, dug up some medicinal herbs and put them into the pot, the position is familiar, jump up and down and run twice to get together, cover the lid, and cover the gap with a layer of moss, so as not to let the aroma of meat emanate.

All that remains is to wait for time to pass, the flesh to ripen, and the prunella lay on the large rocks, the dappled sunlight on the body, and fell asleep in a groggy state.

At this time, the fragrant flesh always made her sleep comfortably, and Lei couldn't wake up, and that person came again.

"Punch, punch ......"

"Don't, what a punch, I'm going to sleep!"

A stone hit the second vein of Ren Du of Prunella grass, and suddenly a stream of air was retrograde, and the prunella grass was itchy all over, uncomfortable, uncomfortable, and it was not good to admit defeat.

Xia Kucao raised his hands and surrendered: "I'll punch, punch, don't mess with me!"

The man snorted coldly, and another stone struck, and the itching suddenly disappeared.

Prunella saw a stream of air in front of her driving a stream of water, and the water turned into a human form, and assumed various incredible postures in front of Prunella.

Prunella has become accustomed to it, although it is a person, but it has been more than ten years, she has never seen a real person, only this water demon dangling in front of her.

If you want to catch it, you must walk on the clouds like it, fly in the sky, and shuttle through the treetops like a dragonfly.

Prunella patted her forehead and opened her eyes, looked at the sinking sun, sat up from the rock, and sighed to herself:

"Alas, I can't tell the difference between reality and dreams when I have this kind of dream again, if it's a dream, why am I doing hundreds of push-ups all over my body, if it's not a dream, then may I ask, is my ability to go to heaven and earth eaten by dogs?"

Prunella rolled her eyes, and began to verify as always, the feeling just now was still there, walking in the wind, it was indeed enjoyable, but she did four or five take-off movements according to her posture, and the air was inexplicably quiet.

Her body didn't react at all, and the summer withered grass climbed a nearby tree with her hands and feet.

Standing on the branches and looking at the ground, this must be three meters high, but fortunately she has just spread a thick layer of leaves underneath, otherwise she is still afraid of death.

Xia Kucao clasped his hands together and prayed: "God, please tell me, am I stunned, now I'm going to start verifying, don't call me stupid, please give me some face in a while, if you throw yourself into the air, please save me, if I fly, I will invite you to eat that piece of meat!"

After saying that, Xia Kucao's eyes closed, roared, and jumped in a good take-off posture, the wind whistling in his ears passed, his body plummeted, Xia Kucao's eyes opened, his face was distorted, and he shouted: "Help!"

The whole person was slapped on the ground in a big cake, and the leaves couldn't stop her tonnage, her body seemed to fall apart, and her limbs were all complaining of pain, and she finally raised her head, and there was a smell of rotten leaves in her mouth.

Prunella snorted twice, and spat out the leaf residue in its mouth to the side.

One of the white-eyed lay among the dead leaves, so tired that she had to lie on her stomach to rest.