Chapter 12: Spiders I

Spider Mountain, Phantom Hall.

A group of people were working hard against the scorching sun.

They are building and expanding the cottage.

When the sand was in trouble, a group of bandits here ran away, leaving only a dilapidated cottage.

Later, the sand plague cleared and they reoccupied the place.

Only one main hall was left in the old mountain race, which was renamed the Phantom Hall, and all other places were demolished and rebuilt.

"Give me all the hard work, less lazy! You! Say what about you! Hurry up and play dead again, believe it or not, I'll whip you? ”

A black-clad minion soldier raised the whip in his hand and glared at an old man with a long beard.

The old man was naked, his bony body was sweating like pulp, and he was obviously out of strength.

When he and his companions were carrying wood, he accidentally fell to the ground, and struggled several times but did not get up, causing the overseer to shout and curse.

A man hurriedly ran out, helped the old man up, nodded at the minion and said, "Uncle, my second uncle is old, you take care of it, take care of it!" Thank you for not taking off the whip, and when my house comes to redeem someone, I will give you ten taels of silver as a thank-you gift. ”

Minions snorted in satisfaction, and gradually lowered their raised hands, "This is like a human saying!" Okay, okay, get to work. I'm telling you, the king is coming back! Before this happens, watch out for your little lives! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" The man agreed in a row.

Helping the old man back to the team, he gave a look to the other dozen or so people, and everyone worked together to lift a log with a diameter of half a meter.

Several people deliberately leaned forward to block the old man in the middle, and the old man held his hands on the wood, panting and moving forward, without using half of his strength at all.

His face was pale, his lips were visibly dark, and he was sweating profusely, but his body was trembling faintly, and he didn't look good.

There was a guy behind him who couldn't help but say, "What is this called!" Kidnap the ticket, tie the ticket, and treat us as coolies! These people are really inhuman! ”

The big man turned his head sharply and stared at the guy.

The guy was startled and quickly shut up.

"Remember the current situation and keep your mouth shut, otherwise it will be even more difficult to save your life!" The big man said with a solemn face, turned his head and continued walking.

There was silence in the procession, the atmosphere was very oppressive, they should have lived comfortably, but now they were working under the oppression of the bandits.

Every day when I wake up, I work until the sun sets, and no one knows how long this kind of day will pass.

Maybe it will be ransomed, or maybe it will be in the hands of the bandits.

The new cottage occupies a large area and requires considerable manpower and material resources to build.

There are only three or four hundred people working in front of them, and there are more than a dozen people in each team, but there is only one black-clothed minion overseer.

There were more than 20 minions present, driving most of the people to work like sheep, but none of them tried to resist.

The construction site was hot, dusty, and the sound of mallets hitting wood was everywhere. Occasionally, following the prestige of the trumpet, you can see three or four teams of people dragging a huge log together.

It was the pillars of the new main hall, which the leader had brought in.

The three of them hugged each other thick, ten feet long, heavy and abnormal, and dozens of people worked together very hard.

A few minions stood at the gate, standing guard and chatting.

One said: "Our king really went?" ”

Another said, "Is that still fake?" As soon as I heard the news, I immediately rushed over! Listening to the above, the king has been thinking about tiger skin for a long time! ”

"How many people did he take?"

"How many more? The king can't go by himself? The other sneered and said: "Don't say anything about tigers, even if a tiger spirit encounters the king, he will be killed and eat meat!" The King of Preparation is the overlord of the natural bandits! ”

"What's that?"

"Still a bandit!"

“……”

A few people were chatting nonsense, and suddenly felt the ground tremble slightly.

Boom!

Several people quickly shut up and turned their heads to stare at the road outside the door.

Boom! Boom!

This time it was closer, and the construction site in full swing seemed to have been suddenly paused, and everyone stood still, their eyes full of horror.

Even the overseer next to him, although his face was expressionless, there was still a trace of panic hidden in his eyes.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the ground trembled slightly, heavy footsteps could be faintly heard on the top of the mountain, which was as silent as water.

It was like a giant walking, and the successive muffled sounds were like the beating of drums.

At the end of the road, a vague black shadow swayed, and a huge shadow slowly rose.

As the shadow grew larger and larger, gradually revealing the entire figure, the entire person on the top of the mountain gasped at the same time.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at the figure, their expressions as if they had seen God.

Knock knock! Knock knock!

Smoke and dust were lifted on the road, and shadows gradually approached, gradually revealing their original colors.

It was a boulder, a mountain-like boulder, the top half clean and smooth, the bottom half damp and muddy, apparently freshly pulled out of the ground.

A small figure appeared beneath the boulder, and as he stepped closer, there was a thud.

The trembling of the ground became more and more severe, and everyone finally saw Quanmao clearly.

"Great, great?" The doorkeeper's voice was an octave higher, his mouth wide open, his eyes wide, and he was so surprised that he couldn't take it back for a long time.

The others were not as good as him, and they were already speechless in shock.

The man held the boulder in one hand and slowly approached the villa with a relaxed face. The exaggerated movement surprised others, but he himself didn't feel the weight, as if he was holding a huge balloon.

The black-clothed minion thought of the shell lang and the dung ball, but he didn't dare to say it.

The man approached, but he did not reach the mountain gate.

The huge stone moved to the top of everyone's heads like a mountain of five elements.

The big guys were frightened and swallowed hard, but they didn't dare to run away in the slightest.

"Big, Big, King......"

A minion was so nervous that he couldn't say a complete sentence.

One of the people behind kicked him away in a fit of rage, and said in his place: "Welcome the king back to the village, you stone? ”

As he spoke, he looked at the king's figure, his heart beating wildly.

This man is more than two and a half meters tall, with knotted muscles on his body, and his broken hair stands on end, like steel nails, he is naked, only a circle of turf around his waist, he looks like a wild man but is more arrogant than a wild man, with an arrogant smile on his face, even when he is not speaking, people can feel his rampant personality.

"Take this!"

As soon as he shook his hand, a big tiger more than three meters long was thrown on the ground, the tiger's mouth was torn open, the bones on its body were twisted like twisted flowers, its blood-colored eyes stared at the boss, and its death was very miserable.

"It's rare to find a suitable weight, so I brought it back together! Tell the kitchen to rip off this beast's skin, make me a robe! ”

commanded, and didn't care if his subordinates understood or not, he strode away with a boulder, and a black spider tattoo on his back was extremely conspicuous.