Chapter Eighty-Eight: I'm Not an Idler

Three days later.

The backfilling of the mausoleum has basically been completed, and Wu Liang no longer teaches the army to help with the last finishing work, and orders the return.

This little living tomb keeper can take care of himself, not to mention that they may not be willing to help the Qiangren Army, after all, the finishing work will also involve a part of the surface engineering used to cover people's ears and eyes, and the fewer outsiders involved, the better, even if the Qiangren Army has entered the mausoleum, at least to have peace of mind.

Therefore, Wu Liang's initiative to withdraw not only did not attract the dissatisfaction of the tomb keepers, but made them invisibly add some indescribable goodwill.

After all, people like people who are intellectual.

It was also at this time that Bai Jingjing found Wu Liang again with a burden.

"Where's Baby?"

Wu Liang asked with a smile.

Bai Jingjing can come as promised, which means that the people of the Bai family have also decided to let her be a follower, so those hypocritical words such as "do the family agree" do not need to be said much, it is like abducting a girl to elope.

"Give."

Bai Jingjing directly threw the bag-sized burden into Wu Liang's arms.

It was very light, only about three or two catties, Wu Liang carefully opened it, and sure enough, he saw a translucent silk ball slightly larger than a basketball.

"How long?"

Wu Liang found that this kind of treasure silk was actually more detailed than Bai Jingjing's previous description, and it was probably similar to the mobile phone data cable commonly used in his previous life.

Therefore, if you have such a large ball, the length should be considerable.

"About 20 feet."

Bai Jingjing replied.

That's almost 70 meters, enough to do a lot of things......

Wu Liang nodded with satisfaction, pulled out a section of the silk thread and stretched it hard, full of toughness but not deformed by the force, and then folded the silk thread in half, took out the copper dagger behind his waist, and cut it hard at the fold.

The thread had not been cut, not even the slightest trace had been left, and invulnerability was indeed not a lie.

"Sure enough, it's Treasure!"

Wu Liang raised his eyebrows.

In fact, when he was building the Luoyang shovel and the sapper shovel before, he already had other ideas, such as the flying tiger claw used to cross some special terrain, which is the yin claw in the tomb robbery novels of later generations.

Unfortunately, the ropes of this era are still hemp ropes.

If this kind of hemp rope wants to be strong, it must be braided thick enough, and if it is thick, it is difficult to achieve lightweight.

Especially if you want the rope to be long enough, just like this treasure silk is 70 meters long, the weight and volume are estimated to be pushed only by a car, and there is no way to make a flying tiger claw that can be carried with you to deal with all kinds of complex terrain in the tomb.

Now with this silkworm god silk, the material problem of the flying tiger has been solved.

And the safety factor is definitely much stronger than hemp rope!

There are a few other uses for this thing, and we'll talk about that later......

Thereupon.

"You only brought the silkworm god silk?"

Tie the package again and hand it to Dian Wei, Wu Liang looked at Bai Jingjing who had no other salutes.

"And this."

Bai Jingjing took out a pair of iron scissors from behind her waist, cut them twice in the air, making a "click" sound, and looked at Wu Liang with a smile.

I don't know if I haven't had time to be arrogant.

I listened to the sound of "swish".

When she came back to her senses, Bai Jingjing was already holding an empty hand with a shocked face, the iron scissors had already fallen into Dian Wei's hands, and stared at her coldly, and warned in a deep voice: "If you dare to show a sharp weapon in front of Sima in the future, don't blame Wei for not being emotional, don't say anything unexpected!" ”

“……”

Bai Jingjing obviously didn't expect such a result, and she didn't come back to her senses for a while.

However, how did she know that this was actually an arrangement made by Wu Liang in advance.

How unsafe it is for a girl to carry a pair of scissors on her body all day long, what if she hurts a child, it is not good to hurt flowers and plants, mushrooms or something?

Wu Liang smiled coquettishly as if he didn't care about himself, and then asked, "What else did you bring besides scissors?" ”

"It's gone."

Bai Jingjing bit her lip and replied angrily.

"Don't bring any rations? The white girl should go back, the landlord's family has no surplus grain, and she can't raise too many idlers who eat and drink for nothing, not to mention that she doesn't know how many years she will have to raise. ”

Wu Liang said immediately.

"How can you not believe in your word?"

Bai Jingjing immediately became anxious.

"I only promise that one day you will return the Suihou Beads to their original owners, and nothing else has been said."

Wu Liang smiled and said, "Besides, Bai girl, please look into my eyes, look carefully, do you think I look like someone who can accept white prostitution?" ”

"White prostitute?"

Bai Jingjing had never heard such a word, but after pondering for a while, she understood the general meaning, glared at him for a moment, and finally could only stare and say, "I'm not an idler, I'm not useless, I don't eat and drink for nothing!" ”

Go on the road!

Wu Liang thought that Bai Jingjing had finally received his meaning, and immediately smiled and lured her to continue: "Oh? Is there anything else I can use about the White Girl? ”

"It's not convenient here, you come with me."

Bai Jingjing gritted her teeth, turned around and lifted the curtain and walked out.

Going outside?

Wu Liang's crotch trembled, and he hurriedly followed.

As a result, as soon as he walked out, he heard a few hurried whistles suddenly sounding outside the tent.

The sound wasn't as harsh as it had been that night, but it was still very penetrating.

What is this doing?

Wu Liangzheng was a little puzzled.

"Hula ......"

In the nearby forest, two wild birds of unknown species that Wu Liang couldn't tell flew over and landed gently in Bai Jingjing's palm, "chirping" non-stop.

"Your ventriloquist can resist beasts?"

Wu Liang was instantly impressed by Bai Jingjing and looked shocked.

This skill is not trivial, it is simply a miracle skill for survival and exploration in the wild, and in this era of tomb robbing, it will definitely keep dealing with the uninhabited wilderness.

As a result, Bai Jingjing shook her head and said: "No, my ventriloquist can only be friendly with birds, or scare off some ordinary beasts in the mountains, if you are not satisfied, I can also wash and cook for you, and I can do some dirty work, in short, I don't eat you and drink you in vain." ”

"Friendly with birds?"

After listening to Bai Jingjing's words, Wu Liang did not show disappointment, but had a flash of inspiration and asked with interest, "Do you know pigeons?" ”

"One of the six birds, a delicacy."

Bai Jingjing replied with some puzzlement.

At this time, the pigeons of the Celestial Empire were only a delicacy eaten by princely families, and had not become a means of communication.

It was not until the Sui and Tang dynasties that the pigeon's characteristic of not getting lost was finally discovered, and finally began to use the flying pigeon to communicate and interact, which was fast and convenient.

As a modern person who is used to using mobile phones.

The most unaccustomed thing for Wu Liang is the outrageously slow means of communication, so he has long had the idea of developing pigeon communication, but he has not yet met a suitable pigeon tamer.

After all, it's hard to get started.

Keeping pigeons and taming pigeons are two different things.