Big Rock.

In a small and medium-sized courtyard in a small courtyard that was specially set aside for the deacons to live, Lao Bai squatted in the center of the courtyard and carefully dropped a few drops of the venom of the black ring snake into a huge stone bowl.

The mouth of the stone bowl was two feet in diameter, and it already contained half a bowl of pale blue translucent juice.

As soon as a few drops of viscous black ring snake venom dripped in, the pale blue juice erupted into a fine foam, and a subtle 'pop' popping sound was heard.

Lao Bai even flipped out backwards on the spot, crawled out dozens of meters away, and crashed into a room.

A few rat-men slammed the door shut, shutting the crack with their soaked fur.

The pale blue juice in the stone bowl quickly turned light black, and then boiled violently. A large amount of juice splashed, and a lot of juice fell on the ground outside the stone bowl, and wisps of faint black smoke rose and melted into the air.

In the distance, a cold wind blew from several huge corridors.

The strong wind blew through the big stone city, blowing through this courtyard, blowing away the pale black smoke that was already invisible to the naked eye.

After a full quarter of an hour, the closed door quietly opened, and Lao Bai poked out half of his head through the crack in the door, and cautiously looked in the direction of the stone bowl for a long time, and then suddenly opened the door.

With his hands behind his back, he walked towards the stone bowl with a lively spirit, and Lao Bai smiled at the dozen juniors who followed behind him while walking: "Actually, this kind of thing of preparing poison is bold and careful, and the most important thing is to meet major events without messing ...... at all."

As soon as the words fell, a small bubble in the stone bowl exploded, making a crisp sound of 'pop'.

Lao Bai and more than a dozen rat-man juniors turned around and ran, and a group of people rushed into the house with a 'bang'.

After another quarter of an hour, Lao Bai walked out with a group of juniors trembling.

Standing far away and looking at the stone bowl for a long time, Lao Bai patted his chest and laughed. He turned around and taught the juniors a serious lesson: "Walking the rivers and lakes, safety first...... Face or something...... Hehe, it's not important. ”

A group of rat men looked at Lao Bai with admiration on their faces, and nodded desperately one by one.

Lao Bai smiled with satisfaction, he took a group of juniors to the stone bowl, carefully looked at the remaining half of the black juice in the stone bowl, and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it's successful, the quality is not bad...... I can almost catch up with the quality of your grandfather, that is, my grandfather's 'rotten bone marrow'. ”

As he spoke, Lao Bai's eyes narrowed.

He looked at the juniors beside him, stretched out his hand and patted the head of a young rat man.

"Lao Jiu, remember the order in which your father and I just put various materials, as well as the approximate dosage...... This time, it's your father and I who will deploy it, and next time, it's you...... If you die, it's the old ten...... Old Eleven...... Old Twelve...... Wheel by turn......"

Lao Bai's heart was full of extreme pain and helplessness, but it was full of indifference that completely saw through the world.

The rat man is weak, and if a rat tribe wants to survive, it must have a unique skill to protect itself. Lao Bai, the ancestral eating technique of the rat man tribe, is this vicious and abnormal 'rotten bone marrow' poison.

Even if he is a master of the Chonglou Realm, even if he is cut through such a trace of flesh, he will rot directly into the bone marrow, and finally ulcerate all over his body and die of pain.

It's just that......

Mixing 'rotten bone marrow' is an extremely dangerous thing, even if it is a veteran like Lao Bai, he will only succeed once or twice out of ten times, not to mention these rookies who have never had experience in blending.

There is a high probability that Lao Jiu will die of poisoning due to an accident during the deployment.

Next, it is likely that several of his younger brothers, that is, Lao Bai's sons, will die one after another.

But...... What the hell is this......

What is the death of a few sons? There are so many dolls in the whole tribe to live.

Lao Bai carefully picked up the stone bowl and walked into the small building with a group of juniors.

From time to time, sneaky nezumi swooped into the courtyard, bringing bags and packs of poorly forged and questionable hidden weapons and small daggers.

Lao Bai instructed more than a dozen sons to carefully apply the rotten bone marrow poison to these weapons.

To ensure that these weapons are sufficiently toxic, but to prevent the waste of venom, these crafts are also fundamental to the survival of a nezumi tribe.

Lao Bai sighed leisurely.

This is also something that can't be helped, the materials for preparing rotten bone marrow are not easy to collect, and in order to hunt a black ring snake, more than a dozen clansmen may have to die. Therefore, it takes a lot of time and energy to concoct a rotten bone marrow that is highly poisonous, and Lao Bai himself has to take a big risk.

Everything has to be spared, everything has to be spared......

This bowl of venom doesn't seem to be much, but there are more than 200 clansmen's lives in it.

Even if the rat people are extremely fecund, such a loss is enough to make Lao Bai's heart ache...... You have to save a little money.

"Our tribe, it would be great if we could produce a real pharmacist. While urging his sons to quench the poison, Lao Bai sighed in a low voice: "Legend has it that the pharmacist dispenses medicine...... It never misses, and the performance of the medicine is maximized. ”

"If there is a real pharmacist...... Lao Bai looked at his busy sons, and whispered, "Your brothers, hey......"

With his hands behind his back, Lao Bai walked around the room a little uneasily.

Taking the risk of deploying rotten bone marrow once, this is also something that cannot be helped.

The rat people in the world are a family, Lao Bai has received very bad news from various channels in the past two days.

It seems that something bad is about to happen within the Shi family.

Always let the children have more ability to protect themselves.

"As a last resort, don't move your nest...... It's rare to find a generous rice host...... The cubs have meat to eat every day. Lao Bai sighed faintly: "For the cubs to eat meat every day...... It's better to sell him for his life. ”

Bar clicked his mouth, took out a small piece of jerky from his sleeve and stuffed it into his mouth, Lao Bai chewed the somewhat rancid jerky with an intoxicated face, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Hey, Deacon Little Iron actually went to that hell place...... Also, Elder Shi Hui actually brought people there as well...... Little Iron, Little Iron...... Don't let anything happen to you, it's rare for my old man to look at a little guy who isn't a rat cub. ”

"Blackskin, one-eyed, and iron-eighty-eight, they're not good things...... It's just you, and my old man looks at you very well. ”

Lao Bai muttered in a low voice, and he circled the room twice, and suddenly stomped his foot.

He sighed into a shadow in the corner of the room and shook his head, "Go, go, go a few cubs, go out of the Nether Mine and stare at ...... Let's see what's going on over there...... When you meet Deacon Xiaotie, if he is still alive, he can help a hand, help a hand......"

Spreading out his hands, Lao Bai sighed helplessly: "We rat people, it's not easy to live...... That's all there is to it, that's all there is to it......"

Raising his head, Lao Bai looked at the ceiling and muttered: "Hey, the legends left by our ancestors are not always to deceive our grandchildren, right?

"Stars? hanging in the sky, shining stars?

"Void Sun Rat...... Our ancestors of the rat people have also been wide!"

Lao Bai smiled so much that his face was wrinkled, quite a bit lingering. He took out a tiny piece of rancid jerky from his sleeve, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully.

The shadow he had just said seemed to have faded a little, and the small daggers and fragmentary hidden weapons that had been quenched with venom that had been placed on the table seemed to be missing so many dozens.

"It's great to have a pharmacist...... If every baby's paws could be quenched with rotten bone marrow...... Gee. Lao Bai sighed, and then sighed heavily.

'Knock~~~'!

The sound of the bronze bell spread throughout the city.

The rats who were busy in the house pricked up their ears at the same time, and looked around vigilantly one by one.

Lao Jiu, who had been told by Lao Bai just now, asked very nervously: "Is it that another child has stolen something?" Are you going to arrest people behind closed doors again?"

Another nezumi's eyes widened: "Did you steal food, or did you steal gold coins......?"

There was even a rat man who grabbed a quenched dagger and shouted nervously at Lao Bai: "Grandpa, are you here to arrest us......?" The grandson took the brothers to cover behind, and the grandfather and uncles went first......"

Lao Bai gritted his teeth and slapped a group of tense children and grandchildren.

"Yield, look at your merits...... Ah, if the alarm bell is sounded, it must have come to arrest us?

Lao Bai opened the door abruptly and looked out nervously: "However, it can't really be that the babies are committing another crime, right? Isn't it just to get some food, drink and shiny food? As for beating gongs and drums like this? As for beating gongs and drums like this?"

Heavy footsteps were heard, and a dozen warriors in heavy armor burst into the courtyard.

Lao Bai shouted, wiped his hands on his belt, his claws were full of sharp quenched iron needles and were about to be thrown out, and one of the warriors who took the lead had already roared in a low voice: "Is Deacon Lao Bai here? How many young men do you have under you? Take your people to the arsenal to get bows and crossbows...... Prepare for war!"

Lao Bai blinked desperately, and a group of children and grandchildren stood in a neat row behind him, trying to block the bowl of venom and a mess of bits and pieces on the table.

A group of rat people grinned with bared teeth, trying their best to make a harmless expression of humans and animals.

"Prepare for war...... We're going to ...... Who are you fighting with?" Lao Bai's voice was trembling: "Immortal Sect, isn't it? really want to fight them? That's a bunch of monsters......"

The rat people in the world are one family, and Lao Bai has naturally heard about the evil and horror of the Immortal Sect from various channels.

"Clean up the traitors. More than a dozen soldiers who broke into the courtyard looked at Lao Bai with distorted expressions.

The door was half-open and half-hidden, and Lao Bai's head poked out through the crack in the door, with a sneaky and cautious expression, and that expression ...... The fighters really wanted to kick him in the face.

Thief eyebrows or something, I really want to beat him up!

"Clean up the traitors...... This is an order issued by the Sixth Master!" The warrior who took the lead turned around and walked towards the courtyard: "Although, you rats are useless, but you will always hide behind and put dark arrows, right? Hurry up and go to the arsenal...... Bring all the young men you can use. ”

Lao Bai's eyes suddenly lit up.

The eyes of a group of his children and grandchildren also became bright and bright.

"Go to the arsenal and get the crossbow arrows...... Don't you want money?" one of Lao Bai's sons poked his head out from under Lao Bai's armpit and asked aloud to the group of soldiers who had already walked out of the courtyard.

The bodies of more than a dozen warriors shook violently, and they turned their heads with messy faces and looked at Lao Bai deeply.

Lao Bai hurriedly grinned, revealing two snowy front teeth.

"Of course...... Don't want money. The warrior who took the lead bared his teeth and said, "As long as you are loyal to the sixth master...... What's the good stuff you can't get?"

"I don't want money!" said Lao Bai.

"I don't want money!" laughed Lao Bai's group of children and grandchildren.

After just half a cup of tea, more than 2,000 rat men poured into the big stone city, and ran in the direction of the arsenal.

The arsenal of Big Rock City was open, and the deacons of Blackskin, One-Eyed, and Tie Eighty-Eight had already taken their clansmen and subordinates to choose their favorite weapons in the arsenal.

Piles of armor were placed in the storeroom, and piles of weapons were neatly stacked on the shelves.

The weapons that can be stored by the Shi family, not to mention that they are all high-quality products, at least they are two products.

Lizard skin soft armor, fine iron heavy armor, various leather boots, as well as all kinds of swords, spears, longbows, crossbows, and even short knives and daggers.

The arsenal of Big Rock City was enough to arm an army of 5,000 men.

Although Second Master Shi recruited so many people a few days ago, the arsenal of Big Stone City was enough to arm everyone to the teeth.

Lao Bai ran over with all the rat cubs in the clan who could run and jump with great interest, and happily broke into the arsenal.

The already crowded Wubei Depot suddenly became a miasma, and people who had never seen that kind of scene could never imagine what it was like for more than 2,000 rat people with a height of about 1 meter to run around the ground.

How spectacular!

"It's a pity, why isn't there an armor specially made for the rat cubs?" Lao Bai stood at the door of the arsenal, looking at the armor that was too large for the rat people, and sighed helplessly.

The sound of messy footsteps came, and more than a dozen tall bull warriors surrounded a burly young man.

The young man held a whip and beat the wolf warriors under the black skin at the door of the arsenal: "Rebellion? Who let you lowly savages come here?"

"Rebellion? Rebellion? What do you want to do? Who told you to come here?"

A dull roar rang out from the side.

An iron dwarf came out of nowhere, and when the head slashed at the young man's body, blood splattered, and half of the young man's body was split by an axe.