In the guard's dormitory of the mine, two small soldiers were raising a pile of firewood, and the fat oil baked by a little lamb was dripping on the burning pyre, and the sound of "呑呑" came out, which was very attractive.

"Bang!"

The door of the soldier's bedroom shook, and then the two soldiers heard the sound of impatient pacing outside the house.

The sound first reverberated back and forth near the wing, and then the sound of pacing slowly faded away, getting quieter and quieter.

The oil window in the house was held up by a log, and through the oil window, the two soldiers saw a small man with teeth and claws, fleeing from his room in a faint manner.

"There's a small worker to run away!"

The two little soldiers looked flustered, a few days ago, because of their own negligence, let an old man take the opportunity to slip away, thanks to his own legs and feet are quite neat, plus he is very popular among the guards, and finally gathered two brothers all the way, the four of them were tired and half dead, but the old man was captured back to the mine.

For this reason, the two of them also took a beating of the little emperor's board, the wound is still painful, and now they were thinking about cutting this lamb, so that they could treat themselves and recuperate from their injuries, but they didn't expect that there would be a small industrial and commercial bank that didn't know whether to live or die so much that they wanted to be beaten again.

The two didn't say a word, pulled out their waist knives, grabbed the door and went in the direction of the little guy running out.

In the woods, Li Zhenxiang stunned the two small soldiers who followed with a palm.

The girl patted the dust off her hands, her face full of disdain.

……

In the soldier's bedroom, a flying shadow escaped from the small window, and Li Zhenxiang escaped three somersaults and sat sideways in front of the desk.

"The knife is borrowed from this girl!"

A bright knife slipped into Zhenxiang's cuff, and the girl smiled and turned away.

Suddenly, Li Zhenxiang licked her mouth, and the lamb on the side was very crispy, if this entered the mouths of the two ugly soldiers, wouldn't it be a waste of this little guy who was full of aura.

The girl smiled again, she had been in the mountain for a few days, and she didn't see any meat, and she dreamed of fighting wolves in the bamboo forest with Hao Yu on the bank of the Li River, and she missed the smell of wolf leg meat in Hao Yukao's house.

A leg of mutton was withdrawn, and the girl hummed a little song while gnawing on the leg of mutton, and then walked out of the small tent and left happily.

……

"Woohoo!"

In the small worker's bedroom, the sound of green bamboo rubbing came from a quilt, which was weird.

Zhu Er hid in the quilt, and the sound of friction was like a resentful female ghost, fluttering into his own quilt, wanting to claim his own soul.

He pondered, could it be that the time for him had come, and the little ghost of Yama had come to ask for his life and take his soul away from the hustle and bustle.

It's just that this sound not only did not disappear, but became more harsh, which made Zhu Er unbearable.

Suddenly, Zhu Er was in a hurry, escaped from his futon, and got into the futon that made a rubbing sound without hesitation.

The little guy in the quilt was suddenly startled, and his bamboo board was cut well, and a small young face suddenly appeared in front of him.

"What are you doing in this little girl's bed?"

Li Zhen was so fragrant that she vomited blood, her eyebrows were angry, and she couldn't scold loudly, so she swallowed her anger in her heart, and said that this Zhu Ertai had no rules, how could she get into other people's bedding at will.

Zhu Er didn't do it, his eyes looked up and down, and he could be regarded as seeing the ghost things that this little guy did in the bedding.

The bamboos were sharpened with a bright knife and placed in front of the girl's eyes.

Zhu Er took a closer look, and there were about 20 pieces of cut bamboo in this pile, and there was a pile of about 20 pieces down.

"You little guy, you don't sleep at night, what are you doing to cut this piece of bamboo?

Also, where did the knife in your hand come from? ”

"This knife came from the sky?"

Zhenxiang saw that this Zhu Er was very annoying, staying in his own quilt and making fun of it, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it, so he casually prevaricated, wanting to send him back to his shabby quilt as soon as possible.

"From heaven, you little guy, are you a god?"

Zhenxiang glanced at Zhu Er again, but felt that this Zhu Er seemed to be a little less shabby, but it looked a little pleasing to the eye.

"Yes, fairy!"

Li Zhenxiang continued to cut the bamboo, and the corners of her mouth were wrapped in honey, people in this other world are so interesting, a living immortal, and she held herself to the sky.

"Don't talk nonsense, cut bamboo with this little guy."

Zhu Er was unhappy, he was busy all day during the day, and he had to help the little guy cut this ghost bamboo stick at night, what was it.

He turned his head sideways, completely ignoring the nonsensical weird little guy.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

Before the quilt came out, Zhu Er's ears were held by Zhenxiang.

Zhenxiang is a general of the National Congress of the town, and his strength is so great that Zhu Er can't move for half a minute, and he suffers a lot.

"I entered the quilt of this little house, how dare I leave so easily and cut the bamboo for me!"

In the bedroom of the mine, a quilt covered the bodies of the two people, and there was a slight sound of friction.

"You idiot, why did you cut off this little guy again, Khan!"

……

"Reward a gold ingot, is there any small worker who is willing to go to work in the Valley of Ten Thousand Fortunes with this guard?"

A small guard held a gold ingot in his hand and shouted at the small workers on the mountainside, but he did not have his usual fierce appearance, but was a little more polite.

After a while, no one on the mountainside responded, and some of the little workers took advantage of the lack of attention of the whip guards, picked up their hoes, and walked around the back of the mountainside to peek out to see which unlucky one was, and was fooled by the little guard, and was accompanied by Wancai.

"Two ingots of gold, two ingots!"

The guards made a big move, and if they couldn't catch a person and go with them, they would inevitably suffer a big board today.

In this way, the good color just now has become a bloodthirsty and vicious appearance, with a light knife in hand, a dragon waving, and small soldiers dominating the wind and clouds on the mountainside, making a terrifying state.

After a period of intimidation, there was still no response, and a few Xiao Zhuang were put to the neck with a bare knife, but they only trembled, and then closed their eyes and ignored them, vowing not to take the two ingots of gold in the hands of the guard.

The little guard was so angry that he couldn't really use the knife and damage the strong man, and the little emperor pressed the brothers every day to collect small jobs, and if he killed them indiscriminately, the whip in his hand would definitely become a hoe for digging mountains, and he could only sleep with this group of poor and sour workers at night.

He was very anxious, he had just been punished two days ago, and now he is afraid that he will have to be punished again.

His eyes were clear and tears flowed, but he didn't expect that this life would be so wretched, it was better than a small job with a hoe, he didn't have to worry about being afraid, but he was also born freely.

"Oh, don't cry, look like a fool!"

On the mountainside, a shadow appeared, and all the small workers looked sideways, waiting to see the arrogant little guy who scolded the foreman all over his body covered with blood stains that were as red as the morning glow.

"Alas, you little worker, are you looking for death!"

The whip is raised, about to be swung down.

Yixiang's face approached, bursting with cold air, piercing deep bones.

"Do you want to lift you up again?"

The little guard recognized at a glance the milky white worker who raised his hand into the air in Huajin Lane.

His face was gray and green, and he immediately swallowed two lines of tears into his stomach, and then withdrew the whip to his waist, cleared his throat, and pretended to be a serious master, Nuo Nuo said: "You little guy, what do you want to do?" ”

Li Zhenxiang took the two ingots of gold from Xiao Bing's hand: "This little guy is going to Wancai Valley to be with Wancai!" ”

Above the mountain mine, the hoe stopped, and the seat was silent, returning to dead silence.

Immediately, the small workers were timid, and whispered that another hopeless fool was about to join their gang.