"But there is such a thing as a crack, I think we can dig one out ourselves!" Jiao Ming was inspired, but he thought of this stupid solution. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Tell me about it!"

"It's just ants moving. Jiao Ming pulled off a cow hair and showed it to the ice lotus, and said, "Every time you teleport so little, you can always destroy the barrier." ”

Binglian looked at the cow hair in her palm and said with a wry smile: "This is really ......"

"Don't underestimate it. This is the way things are in the world, and simple and direct methods, although slow and silly, are the most difficult to defend against. Jiao Ming then told the story of Yugong moving mountains.

"It's just a fairy tale, and it doesn't prove anything. "Binglian doesn't eat chicken soup.

"There is no way not to believe, so take it as your own belief. Jiao Ming said plainly, looking at Caixia on the horizon, he remembered many failed 'fools' on the earth and many 'Wangwu Taihang' who kept getting taller and bigger.

"I'll support you. Binglian seemed to see Jiao Ming's loss, and leaned on it while speaking. Jiao Ming's peripheral eyes glanced at the five people more than ten meters behind the cow's buttocks, and his back stiffened and remained still.

......

Back in the courtyard, first checked the results of the five Zhuoshan people, and then had dinner, Jiao Ming, who was sheltered by Xiaoshi, sat on the bed and began to implement the plan of 'Yugong Moving Mountains'.

With the goal of blocking the depth of memory, he tentatively began to get closer, and the number of stone beads the size of soybeans on the table continued to increase, until a failed spatial teleportation occurred. After finding out the exact distance, Jiao Ming tried to reduce the size of the transmission, soybeans into rice, and rice into millet, but to no avail.

"Still can't do it?" asked Xiao Shi, who was lying on the cot.

"How do you know. Jiao Ming asked rhetorically. It was pitch black in the room.

"There is a change in how fast and slow you breathe. ”

"Didn't disturb your sleep. Jiao Ming apologized in his heart, but he felt that the words of apology would be out of sight.

"No, I only fell asleep when I heard your breathing. Jiao Ming almost shed tears when he heard this, but he didn't want Xiao Shi to continue: "But sometimes your snoring is very annoying." ”

"Forget it, I won't try it today. As he spoke, he lay down and handed his hand to Xiao Shi to grasp.

Then Jiao Ming's life became regular again, and it was basically a chemistry class and a Yugong plan.

Two days later, the group of little ones with Shining Scale all returned to Long Vine Town, and at the same time, the fire magician apprentices hired from Sardinia City with low-ring magic talents were also in place and were quickly absorbed by Ice Lotus, and the original five also became team leaders. That night, Jiao Ming successfully teleported out a black sand-like thing, and he and the ice lotus looked at it under the magic lamp for a long time without seeing any clues.

The next day, the little guys' classes started again, and the class time of the lingua franca was greatly increased, and Jiao Ming realized that these little guys must have chosen the best to study at the magic academy.

After another three days, the chemistry class was basically over, and Jiao Ming, who was not at ease, came out with a paper, and only Binglian passed unexpectedly. Afterwards, Binglian squinted her eyes and asked: You did it on purpose? Jiao Ming replied with a smile: How could it be.

The next day, Jiao Ming chatted with Ms. Ziyu for a few words, and then sent the five people out to start a screen-like investigation of the superficial stratum of the crocodile collar, and the five people set off with a painful expression on their faces. Negotiations with the Wizards' Guild were immediately completed, and although the exact terms were not yet known, Lady Purple Feather's smile was quite bright.

A few days later, broken ice appeared on the creek that passed through the town of Changteng, and Master Marr took his leave, saying that the appointed time had come. After so many days of getting along, everyone understands Master Mar's temperament, so they don't politely keep it.

On the third day of Master Mar's departure, one of the group of magician apprentices hired from Sardinia City had advanced to the Fourth Ring. Jiao Ming, who heard the news, didn't pay much attention to it, but learned from Luohua's mouth that the man was in his twenties, he was originally a porter on the dock, and he participated in the magic guide of the magic tower in his childhood, but he couldn't borrow the tuition fee for various reasons, and then he could only carry goods to make a living.

That night, Jiao Ming successfully deducted a piece the size of a millet grain from the barrier, which was still black and indistinguishable, and had to be stored together with the black sand after some observation.

During this period, Bing Lian also took Jiao Ming to the construction site of the castle several times, the work efficiency of nearly two hundred magic warriors is quite amazing, a stone fortress about the same size as the ice lotus manor castle has risen from the ground, and there is a posture to continue to expand, there is an old-style dry toilet and a bathroom next to the fortress, obviously the magic warriors are also good.

What surprised Jiao Ming even more was that the completed part had already been occupied. Binglian's explanation for this is that after so many years of development, in fact, the housing problem of the children of the side line has long made the lords anxious, and it is really difficult for relatives to open their mouths, so the most active people in building houses are not the townspeople who live in wooden houses in Changteng Town, but those small and medium-sized aristocratic families.

Jiao Ming remembered some stories about the courtyard house, and then fully understood their predicament. Feeling that the weather is getting colder, I wanted to remind me of the problem of winter construction, but in a flash, I thought that the cement hardening process here is completely magically catalyzed, and there is nothing to do without the problem of water freezing.

Everything went smoothly until Xiaoshi sneezed and her snot flowed. Jiao Ming, who realized that there was no hospital here, panicked instantly, and wrapped the poems tightly like rice dumplings every day, and even moved them to the castle under construction, so that they could make a fire in the room.

Seven days later, Xiaoshi was fine, but news came from the castle manor of the crocodile family, one of the six small appliances died of illness, and another one also fell ill, I don't know if I can survive it.

The six small household appliances were bought in Sardinia City to prepare for the personal maid, and she was only seven or eight years old, although she thought that she needed to receive maid education and had little contact with Jiao Ming, but Jiao Ming couldn't bear to ignore it like this.

Jiao Ming directly found Binglian to ask for a solution, but all he got was shaking his head.

"Herbal remedies that work well are also fine. "Jiao Ming has long known that there is no doctor here, because the magic warriors in the upper class are forced to carry it after they get sick, and the ordinary people in the lower class cannot afford to hire a doctor. Therefore, there are only some folk remedies that are circulated among the people, and if they are cured well, they are completely unremarkable.

"There are many herbal remedies, but none of them are accurate. There was no sadness on Binglian's face, it was too common for individuals to die of illness. "There are doctors in the south, but it's too late. ”

Jiao Ming sat down on the ground in a gloomy manner, and when he was confused, he heard a voice say: "The little monk has a way." Surprised, he turned his head to see that it was Master Mar.

"You...... Ah no, how did you get back. Jiao Ming asked.

"The little monk is also very helpless, just out of the crocodile collar, he received an oracle to let the little monk come back. The little monk had no choice but to come back. Master Marr said the truth with a bitter face.