Yin Ji lost control of her emotions that day, escaped into the mountains and forests alone, and between the escape of her strength, she inadvertently scraped the land three layers thin, but found that the groundwater was actually salt water.

She originally thought that Fan County might produce salt, and after discovering the salt water, she put aside her temporary worries and concentrated on finding this barren land, using the power of witches to continuously drill several large holes nearly 100 meters deep, and after repeated experiments, it was finally determined that this place can be mined for large-scale well salt.

In the past five days, Yin Ji has been pondering this matter, and even made simple utensils. Therefore, when she took Yin Changying to visit, her movements were very fluent.

She first took out the highly salty brine (scientific name brine) from the salt well, and then lit a flame to quickly heat and evaporate. Finally, the salt is analyzed, and the impurities are precipitated below.

Because she used the power of Wu throughout the whole process, the wind, fire and water went together, the process was very fast, and within half an hour, the white grains of salt like snow had appeared in front of Yin Changying.

Such top-notch salt, Rao is the respect of King Yin Changyingzhao, and he has never seen it.

But instead of being ecstatic, he pointed out the key: "Auntie, the temperature of the flame you just used has exceeded the limit that the firewood can reach. ”

"I knew it wasn't going to work, so I thought of a way." Yin Cheng is confident, "The soil around the salt well also contains salt, you can take out the soil first, pour salt water on it, and expose it to the sun to dry the water." If this is repeated for more than ten days, the salt content of the soil will become extremely considerable. At that time, the salt soil is poured with water and sifted out by using a sieve, and the final brine should be ready to eat after boiling. ”

In fact, if Yin Changying hadn't come suddenly, in two days, she would have been able to make a full set of equipment.

But this method of relying on manpower is far less convenient than relying on witch power to save trouble, Yin Ji couldn't help but sigh: "Digging salt wells, taking brine, and drying salt soil are troublesome things to rely on the sky to eat after all." ”

If it can be dried at high temperature, how much work it saves!

Yin Changying nodded, and more than a dozen glowing crystals appeared in his hand: "Use them on the salt slave!" ”

Yin Ji exclaimed: "This is ......"

Natural-minded crystallization?

"Lone killed the Qiangshui Water God, and found this thing, it should be its inner dan."

Well, it's not wrong to say that Nedan is there, but ...... "Why are there more than a dozen?" And the properties are different? ”

Yin Changying said calmly: "When Zheng Gao passed by Minjun, he ordered all the demons and ghosts to come to receive the edict - hand over the Neidan, and the consciousness returned to the place of birth to sleep; Or, die. ”

Yin Ji stopped talking.

She didn't want to ask at all, how many of these Neidan were handed over by the demons alive, and how many were dropped after death. She felt that if it weren't for the core of every mountain, river and river, that is, the birthplace of demons and ghosts, once it was removed, that mountain and that river would no longer exist, Yin Changying would definitely take the core away.

Yin Changying also guessed that Yin Changying didn't know how to use Neidan to create a family, so he gave these to her.

This made Yin Hui's heart mixed.

said that Yin Changying used her, the other party trusted her too much; It can be said that he really trusts her completely, but not necessarily.

What if she ran away with Nedan, or made all the people of Fan County into her thugs? At that time, there are so many mountains, forests and rivers in Zhaoguo, can't Yin Changying catch demons and ghosts and kill other clans? If you're in a hurry, he can do it in batches to create a ghost army, and it's just a small matter in front of him.

Moreover, according to Yin Changying's meaning.

Yin sighed silently.

Everyone in Fan County is afraid that they are going to become "dependents".

This is Yin Changying, the king of Zhao and the future Emperor Zhao, leaving these people with the only way to live.

"I see." After a long silence, Yin Cheng nodded solemnly, "Big brother, thank you." ”

Thank you for being willing to keep them alive.

Even if I know that you just don't care, I also understand that you have decided to let them die without a place to be buried, even if there is no me, it is more than ten years late.

But I can't hate you, because I've figured it out.

I hate that old woman, and the heroes of Fan County, because they enjoyed their high status, but they did nothing beneficial to Fan County. Just like the bloodsuckers living in Fan County, they deformously absorb the nutrients of this land, making the lives of the people here miserable, the number is getting smaller and smaller, and the ore is also exhausted, and only their own purse is getting richer and richer.

But you're different.

You are the king of a nation, and you have all the glory, but you also have to bear all the responsibilities. Once the earth shakes, the sun and the moon eclipse, people will think it's your problem.

And you are not like many kings, who have no regard for the country at all, and only care about your own pleasure.

As long as you have good opinions about the country, at least for now, you can listen to them and are willing to improve.

Suppose there are two ends of the scale, with your merits on one side and your crimes on the other. Your merits are far beyond those of previous kings, for you are destined to achieve greater things than ever before, and to unify the world.

And I only hope that before you move towards great things, I can use my influence on you to make the road less white, less.

That's enough.

Yin Changying glanced at Yin Cheng deeply, and her figure slowly disappeared.

In the next second, the person in front of Yin Gao returned to Zheng Gao's appearance, and as soon as Zheng Gao woke up, he fell directly to the side! If it weren't for Yin Ji's quick reaction, he would have fallen directly into a hundred-meter-deep salt well!

"Oops!" When Yin Ji saw Zheng Gao's state, her expression changed greatly, "Why are you so badly injured?" ”

As soon as she said that, she understood.

Of course, it's because of the huge burden of the divine descent.

Perhaps, there are also the wounds left by the battle with the demons and ghosts during the Minjun period, and even the magic of divine descent.

Yin Ji immediately put Zheng Gao flat on the ground, held his hand, and injected the gentle magic power of water and wood to treat him.

Zheng Gao was vague, thinking that he was about to die, and when he saw Yin Ji seemingly half-kneeling beside him, his eyebrows were full of concern, and he treated him in vain, and asked with difficulty: "Princess, the minister has a question...... Suppose that woman really killed her husband......"

Yin Ji didn't understand at first.

But after a little thought, she understood that she was talking about the poor maid.

She didn't know why Zheng Gao asked about it, but she still followed her inner thoughts and replied: "No matter how you justify, murder is a crime, but this woman who kills her husband must not be equated with an ordinary murderer." If I were to judge this case, it would probably make her do hard labor for more than ten years, and that would be enough. ”

"Why?"

"Because when she was beaten, no one helped her, let alone rescued her." Yin Xi's voice was calm, but there was a trace of pity in her eyes, "The domestic violence day after day, even if it didn't kill her physically, it had already destroyed her mentally. If she didn't resist, she would be beaten to death sooner or later. ”

Hearing Yin Ji say this, Zheng Gao smiled softly.

Yin Ji has seen his flattering, hypocritical, and cold smile countless times, but she has never seen such a sad smile - far sadder than crying.

It was at this moment that his most unforgettable memory unconsciously entered Yin Xi's mind through power.

The woman curled up in the corner, motionless, covered in blood, and let out a weak moan, as if she would die in the next second.

The little child bravely stood in front of his mother, but was kicked away by a hideous-looking man, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

Just when the man wanted to kick the child a few more times, the woman jumped up from nowhere, knocked the other man down, took the stick from his hand, and hit him on the head fiercely.

wailing, cursing, begging for mercy......

But she was unmoved.

Just like when he hit her, no matter how much she begged, he never stopped.

Eventually, there was no more sound.