Over the next few days, Gray Qingyan experienced a special kind of freedom.

At the beginning, there were clerks who wanted to do something - mainly about the number of stones that were transported by Ash, and wanted to tamper with the data, so as to increase the work with more and less in vain.

It's a pity that he was simply recognized by Gray Qingyan: "Brother Clerical, is your record here written wrong? The stone I just transported is 560 times." ”

"Huh?" the clerk looked at Gray's eyes lightly, and it was hard to describe clearly.

"You...... Literacy?"

"Yes, a little bit of it. ”

The expression on the clerk's face at the time was wonderful. It was an expression that completely thought of the poor children from this remote township, who were still literate.

At present, among the various countries in the Divine Domain, the Donglin Kingdom has the longest history. The rule of the country itself is also the first of the nations.

But even so, the only people who are truly literate in China are children from noble backgrounds, or cultivators from poor families.

And even if the cultivators of the poor sect want to be literate, it will take time to accumulate before they can be perfected.

A child from a remote mountainous area like Gray Qingyan who came from a poor family should not be literate at all. There is no possibility at all.

So when Gray whispers inadvertently reveal the foundation of literacy, it simply makes the paper feel that the whole world's cognition has been turned upside down.

Thinking of the previous gray light words, he was ruthless, and quickly dealt with the troubles in the mining area. The clerk didn't say a word that day, just something to approve something.

Since then, all the data reported by Gray has not been questioned in any way, and the documents have been followed.

Whatever you say, it's what you say, I don't have any opinion at all.

The field management side was originally the default attitude of everything, and there were no longer any redundant requirements for gray light words, and now the clerical side was the same.

Basically, on the premise that there were no major mistakes in the activities in the mining area, no one interfered with his actions anymore.

Although he still has a lot of work to do, there is no pressure at all with his current physical fitness. Often, the task was completed early and the rest was returned to the barracks.

Able to freely rotate the dungeon world at any time, Ash said that he simply didn't even eat the food in the mining area, leaving it for the rest of the people in the barracks to share.

The others had nothing to say, so he came back early and went into his nest to see no outsiders.

Although the rest of the sinners in the barracks were suspicious, and through the circles of branches and leaves, it seemed that Ash was often invisible, but no one said anything.

......

Arlo was not ready to run any further.

The woman in red behind her is simply a madman, and she can't be argued with common sense at all.

He had tried to communicate with the other party, but had never received any response. No matter what he says, it will still be a sword in the end.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a lot of pills hidden on his body that could be used, he would have been killed by the woman in red a long time ago.

But now, the elixir has been silently exhausted, and he doesn't know what else he can rely on to keep afloat.

Maybe it's the last moment, and he has no hope of winning the woman in red with his strength alone. For now, the only way to do this is to use that thing.

A hint of ruthlessness and determination flashed in Arlo's eyes: If you refuse to let me go, then we will simply die together!

Don't think the rest of my storage belt is all your loot. Hmph, don't even think about it! If you don't give me a way to live, you don't want to live.

Thinking about it carefully, the swordsmanship of the woman in red is indeed a first-class exercise. In order to complete this counter-kill, it is necessary to create a perfect opportunity.

Although I had seen the map of the Divine Continent before I came, that kind of sloppy record had no effect at all in a critical moment.

When he started on the run, he remembered the area and location he was in. After fleeing continuously to this day, after repeatedly dying for life, he completely lost his way.

Even if the woman in red wants to let him go now, I'm afraid he may not be able to find a way back to the camp of the Demon Expeditionary Force.

Damn, it's all because of that crazy woman.

It looks like a rocky mountain in front of you, but this kind of place is a good opportunity to design a trap!

After a brief look at the current environment, Arlo decided to choose this place to do it. If he continued to flee, he was afraid that he would not even be able to take out the elixir to replenish his divine will.

If everything goes well, maybe you can complete the counter-kill and take down the woman in red in one fell swoop. The worst result is also the same end.

Exterminating Order!

This time it depends on your power, whether it is as strong as the legend.

......

The howling north wind swirled and rolled up a large cloud of snow and sprinkled it. The sky was gray, and it was clearly cloudy.

For Gray Qingyan, the experience of this period of time made him not know how to describe it.

On the mining area of Banpoyan, it is already the season of spring flowers. Basically, after the spring birth ceremony, the whole climate changes, and it gets hotter and hotter every day.

However, it was still cold and windy all day long, and a goose feather snow fell from time to time.

It seems that it is the end of May, but the weather is still unusually cold. The little winter food that I had saved up last winter is now almost enough.

Although Lao Dao is not worried, he thinks that the weather will change recently, and winter is almost over.

But Gray Qingyan didn't have the slightest confidence, and he was worried every day about whether this peaceful life would be disrupted by accidents.

He is now counting on a stable life on Black Bear Ridge every day, whether he is cultivating or studying. Rest for 10 hours in the mining area for one night and you can travel through the dungeon world for 25 days.

After a long time, even Gray Qingyan couldn't tell whether his family was living on the snowy mountains or serving labor in the mining area.

However, during this time, he learned more attentively with the old way. Especially when I was studying medicine, I was completely dedicated.

Lao Dao was very satisfied with his performance, and he was eager to pass on all the knowledge he had learned to him. Shan Lao Dao understands the importance of medicine, and does not blindly teach medicine, but all disciplines go hand in hand.

Gray Qingyan is also studying very hard. Except for the daily cultivation, the rest are all various study schedules.

Whether in the room or outside the room, he can't always see a trace of leisure.

"Hey, it's raining...... Master, it's raining outside. It's not snowing today, it's raining. Hahaha...... Winter is over. ”

Seeing that the rain was falling from the sky, instead of snowflakes, Ash was happy like a child.

Lao Dao told him a long time ago that when the snow stops and it is time to rain, winter will pass.

"Master, let's count this as the end of winter, isn't it time to get ready to plant grain? I remember you said that when winter is over, we should hurry up and plant grain. ”

Lao Dao nodded and looked at the raindrops outside: "Oh, the spring rain is as expensive as oil! If we can't catch up today, we will have to hurry up tomorrow to grow grain." Let's go, look at our seeds. ”

The next day's seed grabbing was the first time that Gray Qingyan learned to farm with Lao Dao.

When I used to be in Mangshan Town. By the time he was older, the family's land had been sold. Even if you want to farm, you can't find a place.

Therefore, when it comes to farming, he is completely a super novice layman. Today, under the guidance and help of the old man, the first seed grabbing has been completed.

Fortunately, although he doesn't have much experience, his physical fitness is good. With the daily cultivation, he can clearly feel that his body is changing all the time.

It is true that there is no divine will to absorb in the dungeon world, but many details of cultivation are constantly adjusting and improving one's own physique and veins.

When grabbing seeds this time, Gray Qingyan obviously felt that his action power had been greatly improved.

Even Lao Dao couldn't help but exclaim: "You can pass on kung fu in this family! It's just that after cultivating for more than half a year, you have such a powerful improvement." It's amazing, it's amazing!"

Ash couldn't explain it lightly, so he could only touch his head and smirk.

Lao Dao seems to have found the answer, thinking that his father's disappearance and being hunted down are inseparable from this magical family martial arts.

"If you want to pass on such good kung fu from generation to generation, you must keep it a secret. I see that, this is the source of your family's trouble. ”

Hearing him guess so, it was even more difficult for Gray to say anything, only a sigh with a sad face bowing his head.

On the contrary, in the end, Lao Dao persuaded him, saying that his father should be auspicious, and now there is no news, and it may not be that he is really lucky.

“...... Perhaps, it was there that he hid his name and avoided those murderers. Catch Ming'er down the mountain, and if you have the opportunity to be a teacher, you will also go to find old and young masters everywhere to help you find out the news. ”

This is not empty talk.

Who is the most well-informed outside the border?

There is no doubt that it is the bearded people from all over the mountain. And with this medical skill, Lao Dao can have a little friendship with the beards from all walks of life around him.

He wanted to help inquire, and there must be a way to find the news.

But Gray knew it wasn't working. His origin was simply made up for Lao Dao, and there was no truth.

But he couldn't be honest with Lao Dao, and he didn't know how to explain it at all—in fact, my hometown was in Mangshan Town, the Donglin Kingdom of the Divine Domain Continent.

It is estimated that if he really said it, the old Taoist would think that he was crazy.

After the grab, the weather is better day by day. Almost without warning, it transitioned from spring to summer.

One day at the end of June, I suddenly received news from Eagle Sorrow: Ma Da nephew was going to the city to seek revenge on the police chief.

"Why? Is this a good time? He hasn't been healed for a long time, right?"

Lao Dao smoked a dry tobacco pouch, and after a long time, he said: "The old man is dead." Outside the gate, it is estimated that there will be chaos for a while, and this big nephew is quite good at choosing the right time. ”

The old handsome is dead?

It took a long time for Gray to speak lightly before he could be regarded as the right number: it was Lao Dao who said last year that because Lao Shuai was the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, he was going to rule the world. These people outside the gate only thought about suppressing bandits.

This time, that time.

But why did Lao Shuai suddenly die? Isn't he a big man in charge of the world? It's only been less than a year, and he suddenly ......

"It's not what you think, I heard that it was made by an Oriental devil. Hmph, these little dwarfs have never been very happy! Next, it's up to the young marshal. ”