But there was nothing in the yard now, only a pile of firewood, which was used for cooking. Therefore, Meng Huan Chilong hurriedly walked into the foundry workshop, stretched out his head to take a look, and found that the room was not small, there were two casting furnaces in it, and half of the room of charred mud was piled up against the wall, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, with these things, he could start work tomorrow.

The scorched mud was piled up in the house, probably because the original craftsmen were afraid that the rain would wet the scorched mud, so they piled up the scorched mud in the house.

After implementing the things to be used tomorrow, he continued to check in the yard, and found that there was a back door in the corner of the yard, and opened it to look at it a few times, and found that there was a dirt path outside the door, and along the small path, there was a small stream with flowing water, but the water in the stream smelled a little smelly.

"Uncle Ma, where does this river come from? You can't use such dirty water! Where does our casting water come from?" he casually asked Ma Linhu, who was following him.

Nazhi Ma Linhu did not answer, but a young slave replied: "My lord, this water is indeed unusable, it is the water of the sewers of the mountain city." We used water for casting in the yard, and there was a nice well under the corner of the wall, which was used by craftsmen for quenching. ”

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the place, and from a distance, there was indeed a well there.

Meng Huan Chilong didn't pay attention to the well, but was attracted by the word sewer, because the sewer is the focus of his attention now, and he thinks that whether he can complete the task or not has something to do with the sewer.

"How did the water from the sewers come out of the city, and where does it go?"

The young man replied, "This place was added by the people of the upright dynasty, and they wanted to expand the mountain city, but I don't know if it was for technical reasons, or if they really forgot, there was no sewer part, only to let it flow so openly, which also made the whole expansion project fall halfway, because no one here wants to come, except for some poor people." In the front, this sewage will pass through the city wall and flow into the Wushui River in the east. ”

This made Meng Huan Chilong think of the rough buildings he saw on the way up, when the people of the Orthodox Dynasty built them, they did not consider the function of sewage discharge, and when they were almost built, they found that they were afraid that it would be a big project to change, so they became what they are now.

It's just that when the young man talked about the Wushui River, it also reminded him of what he saw on the map, the Wushui River surrounded half of the mountain city, and then went all the way to the east, through a place called Death Valley, and then flowed to the Warring Clan Country, which should be said to be a relatively long river in the Boundless Continent.

When he thought about it like this, he felt that this courtyard seemed to be prepared for himself, because at this point, he could use the exit of the sewers in the mountain castle to understand all the sewers in the city without worrying about being discovered, because it was sparsely populated, and even during the day, he could go in and investigate the sewers. It is also at this point that you can enter and exit the mountain city, and you can go anywhere in the mountain city by relying on the sewer, and you can escape from it by relying on this stream.

Therefore, he looked at the young man in a good mood and said, "You are Uncle Ma's best friend, I see that your seal has been lifted, and you have the level of a great wizard, then you are a genius! In this case, you can practice to the realm of a great wizard." ”

The young man said embarrassedly: "I'm not a genius, but I caught it late, and I was already a wizard when I came." ”

Meng Huan Chilong nodded with a smile and said, "What's your name, you seem to be very familiar with this area!"

This time, Ma Linhu took over the words and said: "His name is Wu Junpeng, he always wanted to run when he came, and he ran a few times, but he was caught back, because there was no preparation, we couldn't run far, and the route and eating were all problems." Because I helped him a few times, he made me an uncle, and I called him this time in the hope that some of his escape experience might help us. ”

"You've also run this route?" asked Meng Winding Red Dragon with some curiosity.

Wu Junming shook his head. "No, I've worked in this workshop, so I'm familiar with the area. Although this route is very suitable for escaping from the mountain city, it is useless for us, and we can only run to the warring country. ”

Meng Huan Chilong smiled: "That's not necessarily, if you choose this line, it is very likely to be successful." You can rely on the water without thinking about eating, the fish in the water can fill your stomach, and you don't have to worry about someone catching you when you get to the war clan country, and then you can calmly return to the Wu clan country. ”

Wu Junpeng still shook his head and said very seriously: "No, this line can't be successful." The Wushui River has to pass through the Valley of Death, and we can't cross it without weapons and magic power. I heard that Death Valley is not only full of beasts, poisonous snakes, and poisonous insects, but also poisonous gases in the air, and if people smell it, they will die. Moreover, we Wu people basically don't know water, so it is impossible to escape with the water. ”

This reminded Meng Huan Chilong that the magic power of these slaves had been sealed, and an ordinary person with no power might really not be able to get out if he entered the Valley of Death. There is also the problem of knowing water, and if he can't know water, he will run away along the river bank at most, which makes him feel that some habitual thinking really kills people, and he didn't think that these people were slaves just now.

He laughed at himself and said: "Look at my head, I forgot that you are in a special situation, and I thought that in the Wu Clan Country, we all have magic power and weapons! Wu Junpeng, it looks like you have to teach me how to get so many people out. By the way, if I find a route, you'll have to help me make a plan about what we're going to prepare, and how much. ”

Wu Junpeng smiled and nodded seriously.

A few of the Wu slaves who had come with him had also gathered together, and when they heard the self-deprecation of the red dragon, they laughed happily, and even the tiger laughed softly, because he had rarely seen his own leader like this.

Those Wu slaves laughed happily, because Meng Huan Chilong did not treat them as outsiders, but as real clansmen, so they would consider some things according to the state of the Wu Clan. They hadn't felt like this for a long time in the upright dynasty, so these people laughed and laughed and suddenly cried, which was a kind of catharsis, pain or happiness in their hearts.

Meng Winding Red Dragon did not disturb them, and let them cry indulgently for a while, and only after these people had calmed down did they say, "You know our purpose and have volunteered to participate in such an action, then we will work together to accomplish this." I want this place to make weapons for you, ready to use on the road. Wu Junpeng has worked as a helper here, so he should know what materials are needed to build weapons, right?"

Wu Junpeng nodded, and when Meng Huan Chilong saw it, he threw over a bag of money and said easily: "Okay, this place is entrusted to you, as for the matter of time, Uncle Ma will tell your owner." You start preparing the materials, and I'll come over tomorrow to build weapons for you when I have time. ”

Because he was in a hurry to return to the inn and bring the rest of the people here, ready to rediscover the sewers of the mountain city at night, he explained a few words to Ma Linhu, mainly to prevent leaks, and then left in a hurry.

Just leave the Tigers to check the exit of the sewers, take them into the sewers at night, and then separate to explore the details of the sewers.

Meng Huan Chilong returned to the inn, and Long Qifeng had already left his house and returned to his room. Because although Xiong Maosong knew that Meng Huan Chilong was injured, he didn't mean to visit at all, but went out, it was said that he went to see Reddy, and wanted to know when the formal negotiations would begin.

Meng Huan Chilong thought for a while, and then told the others that he had found another place to live and asked them to prepare food, lighting tools and other items at night, but he went to see Long Qifeng, because Xiong Maosong was anxious to negotiate, which made him feel a little uneasy, and he had always been resistant to the Xiong family.

When he knocked on the door of Long Qifeng's room, he found that there were many people in the room, who were sorting out some documents by category, and they seemed very busy. Although he was very curious, he didn't lean over to look at it, because if he couldn't figure it out that this was the secret of the Long family, it would be a trouble.

His expression, Long Qifeng saw in his eyes, and said lightly: "Our Witch King still has great ideals and wants to recover those lost lands. The task he gave me this time was to collect information on the geography, humanities, and navigation of the correct dynasty. It's just that the Wu people can't get good things here, so they can only collect a little casually, and it's easy to go back. ”

Long Qifeng's words were to show Meng Huan Chilong that there was no secret between them, and he also looked down on the Witch King.

But Meng Huan Chilong was moved because of these words, he had thought about entering the correct dynasty in the future, but now it is necessary to collect these materials, only by knowing oneself and knowing the other, can one not be defeated in a hundred battles. The most important thing is in the land of the sky, and the people of the upright dynasty entered the mountains and forests through navigation, so he should also master a certain amount of navigation ability.

It's just that he doesn't understand why the witch king didn't ask the secret agent to collect these things, and this is also what a secret agent should do, and now he called an envoy to do it.

He said with some confusion: "These should be the basic things for collecting the situation, and we can ask our secret agents to do this, why should I leave it to you, not only is the time short, but it is also inconvenient to do!"

Master Long Qifeng sat down on a chair, poured him a glass of water, and said with a smile: "Red Dragon, you have a talent for witchcraft and a military genius, but you can't do it in politics, if you want to become a real family, you must have a political mind." ”

For the first time, Meng Rang Chilong had heard the term political mind. "Lord Long, what is political mind?"

Long Qifeng said with some reproach: "Chilong, the two of us are now equal, and you still call me Lord, is it a little strange?"

Meng Huan Chilong smiled hesitantly: "Isn't this a habit? Brother Qifeng, you still tell me, what is political acumen?"

Long Qifeng was very satisfied with his answer. "To put it bluntly, political mind is the overall situation, but this kind of overall situation is different from your overall situation on the battlefield, it is facing the whole country, considering things from the perspective of interests, and then achieving the goal. ”

Hearing Long Qifeng say this, he didn't care in his heart, don't listen to Long Qifeng say it so well, to put it bluntly, it is just that the people of the family are intriguing with each other, playing some conspiracy or conspiracy, and then obtaining their own interests.

But he couldn't express his disappointment, so he had to ask, "Then what does the witch king mean by asking you to do these things?"