Picking sand is obviously much easier than picking yellow mud!

Because the sand is by the sea, after leaving the village, go northeast for seven miles. A back and forth does not take half an hour.

A group of people carried burdens on their shoulders and hummed local tunes, and on this fixed line, they frequently went back and forth, and the scene was also lively.

The sand was unloaded on a flat ground in the village that served as a temporary storage ground, and as people came and went, a small hill gradually grew, and before the time came, the dune was one and a half people high.

Mo Wen still thinks this speed is too slow!

This distance can be reached in a few leaps, but now he has to hide in the middle of the team and grind slowly, which is really unpleasant!

Of course, there is no way to do it, if you really want to show your skills, those villagers don't treat him as a monster!

During the break, the villagers were all sweating like rain, and they all took off their short coats one by one, revealing their red skin. Some people still feel that they can't get rid of the heat, so they simply take off their trousers, leaving only a pair of big pants on their bodies.

"Aren't you hot, young man?" someone asked curiously when he saw that Mo Wen was still covered in a long robe.

"yes, he didn't sweat at all!

"I'm cold, I don't like to sweat. Mo Wen smiled dryly.

In the distance, the girls of the village, like a flock of happy birds, ran and laughed as they went.

Under the scorching sun, they brought their own breeze and fluttered.

What they brought to the men was not only a visual feast, but also bowls of herbal tea to quench their thirst.

In a corner, the brother who had stripped himself down to his big pants was turning his back and lifting his trousers in a panic......

Mo Wen saw the girl named Mulberry Leaf again.

Still looking at each other and smiling.

"I said, sisters, if you don't show up again, my throat will be smoking!"

"So many old men are sunbathing, just listen to you screaming hypocritically!"

"Wronged, my sister Chunhua, you really don't know how hot it is! How poisonous the sun is! Look, look, it's all tanned on my body!"

"Go, go, go, who's your Chunhua sister?" Chunhua's sister has a rather peugeot little round face, and she is the kind of girl who is very pleasing. At this time, the small mouth was pursed, and the moth eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he was disgusted, which was very cute.

"That's it, I'm screaming, be careful to let Sister Haixia know, go back and have enough for you to drink a pot!"

"Oh yes, don't be that tigress in front of me, I have a headache, I have a headache......"

"You know you're scared, right?

......

Mo Wen couldn't help but laugh when he heard them laughing.

At this time, Mulberry handed him a bowl of tea.

When she approached, there was a faint fragrance on her body, and this smell made him smell very comfortable.

"Is it hot?" asked Sang Ye.

Her voice is tactful and melodious, like water and song.

Mo Wen only felt that his eyebrows moved, as if a clear spirit had penetrated into the sea of thoughts, and all the miscellaneous things disappeared in an instant, turning into emptiness.

"It's okay...... Not hot. He said.

"That's good. In the other groups, some people have already started to suffer from heat stroke, Uncle Hao is very worried about this, and when we come, we must tell everyone to pay attention to their bodies, and when it really doesn't work, don't hold on......"

The Uncle Hao in her mouth should refer to Hao Haisheng.

Ordinary people in this hot weather, maintaining such a high intensity of work, will inevitably cause dehydration, and even coma and even shock.

"The work here is okay, it's not too heavy, as long as everyone pays more attention to hydration, they should be able to cope with it. ”

"Hmm. She nodded thoughtfully, "Thank you!"

"Why do you want to thank me?" he asked.

"Because although you are not from our village, you are going out of your way to help us rebuild our home. In my heart, you are a good person, and a person who is kind to us!" She smiled and was sincere when she said this......

When Mulberry Ye left, Mo Wen felt an inexplicable sense of loss, as if something important had been pulled away from him.

He was tempted to find an excuse to stay with this girl a little longer, even if it was just a little longer. He felt that when he was with her, everything was so beautiful!

But at the same time, he is also conflicted inside.

This contradiction is now more based on the kindness of this girl.

He had a deep sense of guilt in his heart, and it was true that this guilt was directed at her and all the villagers, but at this moment, it seemed that he was monopolized by the former.

This girl's kindness and all the good qualities she possesses have become a double-edged sword, which makes him yearn for it and scarred him!

"Am I a good person?" Looking at the figure of the mulberry leaf gradually moving away, Mo Wen stood in a daze for a long time, asking himself this question repeatedly in his heart......

Hai time.

Villagers sleeping in the open.

Tired bodies, dragging long shadows in the moonlight, returned one after another.

The usual liveliness and laughter have diminished a lot at the moment.

Aunt Li and the others couldn't greet everyone, because some of them were so tired that they didn't even have the strength to eat!

Not far away, under the reflection of the bonfire, Old Man Sun's red face looked very excited.

During the day on the beach, he used his spare time to sift the sand and successfully carried out an experiment with adhesive materials with half a glutinous rice ball, fine sand, a few stones and some water on his body. Facts have proved that Mo Wen's method is theoretically feasible, and in practice, only some adjustments need to be made in the material ratio.

He pulled Mo Wen and asked him to continue to refer to it together, but Mo Wen was very interested in this, and just dealt with it without a word.

Seeing this kid's absent-minded appearance, the old man was a little interested, so he thought that he would have to go to Hao Haisheng for another study.

At this time, Hao Haisheng was drooping his head, and he was worried about the serious disconnection of the early progress. Judging from the actual effect of this day, most of his plans to raise building materials within seven days are about to come to naught!

In the case of timber, the whole project requires more than 1,000 trees, and if it is completed in seven days, an average of at least 140 or 50 trees must be cut down every day. But today, everyone worked hard and worked hard, and less than 50 trees were felled, which is one-third of the original plan.

The same is true for the stone, which is progressing with great difficulty, and the stone is much harder than expected. Batch after batch of equipment was broken, and the blacksmith team had no time to repair it......

There are surprises in the area of adhesive materials, and the method that Old Man Sun came up with is even better than before. But it must be an auxiliary material, there is not enough main material, and there are auxiliary materials alone, which will not help......

Alas, this big basket of troubles made him upset and irritable, and he didn't know what to do. In the end, I can only hang my head and pin my hope on God, praying that the trade winds will be late and the rainy season will be late......

Late at night.

Standing on the hanging boulder halfway up the mountain, by the moonlight, Mo Wen could see far away.

He saw that the entire campsite was asleep, and the campfire in front of the tent was still swaying in the breeze.

The archway at the entrance of the village stands alone, still guarding the barrenness of a village.

Between the ruins and ruins of the village, it seems that the whining and wailing can be clearly heard, and there are more leaky voices that should have been annihilated a long time ago......

"Click" ...... "click" ...... "click"......

How could there be more leakage?

No, that's not more leaky!

It's more like the sound of a hard object tapping!

In the middle of the night, where is the percussion sound?

With doubts, Mo Wen looked into the distance-

Soon, he found the source of the sound.

Beside a broken wall, a squirting figure squatted, holding a hammer, constantly tapping on the stones on the ground.

Mo Wen could tell that the location was a temporary storage yard for crushed stone. At the same time, you can also see the owner of this figure - it is a mulberry leaf......

After staring at it for a long time, he sighed softly, and his body shook, and he shot higher up the mountain like lightning.

His first destination was the area where the villagers cut down trees during the day.

There, he saw dozens of stumps left over from the felling, as well as broken branches and leaves scattered everywhere.

At this moment, the flying sword had been sacrificed, hanging in the air, buzzing.

A fierce momentum rose from him and spread out in all directions.

He never expected that the first practical use of his flying sword was actually to cut down trees!

Well, let's take it as an exercise.

The sword trick was pinched, and with a long sword light, the flying sword volleyed down - the first sword!

This was followed by a crisp "click", and a branch the thickness of an arm fell to the ground. It's as clean as a knife cut to tofu!

He shook his head again and again.

The location is wrong, a few centimeters apart, and it should be cut off by Qi Trunk.

Again!

After trying hundreds of times in a row, he gradually felt the doorway to control the speed, strength, and angle of the "split". But it's not enough, you need to practice until you have enough feelings, and controlling it with your mind is a higher realm.

So, move on......

After practicing "splitting", he began to practice "cutting" again; After practicing "cutting", it was changed to "cutting......

Half a night's work, in this area, broken branches, fallen leaves, and tree bark flew all over the sky, without stopping for a moment......

At the moment when the sword stopped in mid-air, more than 300 big trees actually became "light rods", so light that there was not even a single scum left around.

Looking at the results in front of him, he smiled with satisfaction.

Next, it's time to put the finishing touches on it. He's thinking about cutting down several trees at a time and having them neatly stacked when they fall.

This is difficult, and there must be no deviation in the calculation of forces and angles.

After much thought, he decided to start with three trees and then increase to six and nine trees one after another......