Chapter 260: Time is running out
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Dumb doesn't know when he started, he has regarded the Wind Plains as his hometown, and the old man Qiu who guards the home and the land as his family. At first, this was a bit of a joke, but now it is not only quite natural, but also hesitant.
This time, the amount of information brought by the family is a bit large, not only with the same thoughts, but also with the news of the storm and the sea. This was very common in later generations, and it may be called a certain typhoon signal, but unfortunately people here do not have the habit of numbering the weather. And such a hurricane with such a high intensity that lasted for half a year is really not in the future.
As the saying goes, what should come will come. Although the windy season dragged on for almost two months, it finally came. And then came the first wave of seawater.
No matter how heavy the rain is, the wind is the first to come. And the Wind Plain, which is the hometown of the wind, has more good weather this year, but it still can't stop the black tornado from coming home.
They landed on the east shore of the Storm Sea, driving the sky full of **, like the handle of a car, and the hand was waving a long whip of the wind. The wind and rain first drove the tide down the estuary of the river. The waves are connected one after another, rushing inland one after another, reminiscent of the Qiantang scenery of Kyushu.
It's just that the people here don't have any leisure to watch the tide, let alone sigh for the tsunami. That kind of dragon, listening to the roar of thousands of horses, dripping with the pleasure of shouting in vain, the people here can't enjoy it.
Because the wind was so strong that they couldn't open their eyes. And it was not only rain that fell, but also huge hailstones.
Even in the afterlife, this is an unthinkable scenario. Obviously similar to the latitude of the equator, in the same dry western tropical continent, endless ice is falling from the sky.
Sun Buqiu is far away, and the cool technique is to pick up the lonely hatred Keyuan
The plopping puck smashed, the small one was the size of a walnut, and the big one was like an adult's fist. Under such heavenly punishment, is it still useful to protect the body? That's a joke.
Sun Buqiu Yuan is cool and cool, and it is said that there was a madman who cultivated a donkey, and he stayed up in such weather for half an hour. When he was dragged back by his companions, it was like he had been renovated by a blacksmith shop, and his upper and lower anorectums were broken. It's not dead that I'm dead, but I can't take care of myself in this life.
It is said that there was once a madman who cultivated a donkey and stayed up in such weather for half an hour. When he was dragged back by his companions, it was like he had been renovated by a blacksmith shop, and his upper and lower anorectums were broken. It's not dead that I'm dead, but I can't take care of myself in this life.
And after the tide, there is a sea of violent uplift. The red line, which represented the highest water pattern in the history, was submerged after only three days of hard work. And those embankments, which did not resist for long, were swept over and became a few ridges in the paddy fields.
Within a few days, the tide rose to the ankles of the Invasion Mountains. And those wider plains have long been the water towns. The 10,000-kilogram iron elephant that once stood for thousands of years was also soaked in the water, and the divine beasts of Zhenhai had just become a reef.
It was only seven or eight days, and the head of the water crossed the line of June City, lingering near July City. The scorching heat of the Red Sea Wasteland had lost some of its momentum, and it had only stopped after thousands of miles of depth. But this is only the first wave, and no one knows when the second wave will come.
And the wind in the field of the wind has been blowing for half a month, and just when this group of people set off, the whirlwind has become the climate, and it is not far from the appearance of the legendary black dragon.
Steward Qiu was really worried about a few dumb people, and rushed out a group of people. On the way here, this group of clansmen was blown to the ground, and the frame livestock suffered countless losses, and the scene was extremely dangerous. If nothing else, this will be the last time I come to my hometown this year. That is, this way out is also cut off.
Under such circumstances, the Mei Si family is bound to cut off contact. Besides, Dumb doesn't want to trouble people anymore no matter what. This unexpected friendship is so rare, no matter how big people want to be in the future, Dumb has already recognized it.
For Fengpo, a large pit that has just been excavated, Dumb needs a lot of material and financial resources. He needed so much help that he didn't even have time to discern the motives for it. But now, the already small external force seems to be decreasing layer by layer, which makes this master sigh...
In Dumb's heart, this emotion is very strange. This helpless state was his normal state in the past. Now he suddenly has more hope, which makes him dependent. Dumb gritted his teeth and told himself that these things shouldn't have been his, so he broke his thoughts as soon as possible.
As a duck who is always being chased, he has long been accustomed to taking a step. That sentence that does not seek the world is not enough to seek a corner, and it sounds particularly harsh now. Fluttershy hates this kick-and-kick attitude, but at the moment, there's nothing she can't do.
Well, that's the right way. It's better to ask for others than for yourself!' the duo clenched their fists secretly.
"Fengpo is so big, the world is so big, is it possible that he is starving to death?" someone kept hypnotizing himself.
Maybe people always need the spirit of Brother Q at some point. But the reality is so thin, and someone is so loving and responsible, who can reason with?
After far from Fang Sun Qiu's revenge against the moon
Maple slope is like a barren meadow, and the wild vegetables and mushrooms that grow after the rain are providential, but they are only a few after all. The cultivators are digging piecemeal, and there is always no shortage of surprises. If it were a large-scale sweep, it would be a different story.
It's like killing a chicken with a knife and driving an elephant to grind. If it is an ordinary family, this is not only Meng Lang, but there is a problem with IQ. But for the group of dumb people, this is the most ready-made method. Whoever asked to search the whole map, except for the Valley of the Pits, the others have become far water, and they can't quench their thirst after all.
Daze, which is miles away, will not be spared after all. As soon as the poor two lizard sisters reunited, the owner moved the black heart of raiding the house and destroying the door.
As the only seedling of the timber industry, coupled with the young owner of Shuanghesheng Restaurant, Dumb has been exposed to it since he was a child, and he is no stranger to the way of doing business. It's just that when I didn't come, the ghost lost his mind, and he gnawed a few sage books, and inexplicably despised this profession. This was another joke in his life, and it had already straightened the reality of the Wind and Fire Realm.
Then rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the sea to eat the sea, Dumb is now 'asking the sky and the earth, I really want to ask for another 500 yuan'. As long as it is something that can be exchanged for a spirit stone, it will make this master's eyes shine. said that he was selling and selling, even if he was willing to rob him.
The material that is bred here in Fengpo is very special. First, the heat is unbearable, and it is not easy to collect; second, the saline-alkali terracotta is strong. Coupled with the pitiful low yield, the first- and second-order herbs here are very sought-after. The market of Qinggang and several Fang markets in Luancheng has long been known, so what are you waiting for?
It's just time-consuming and laborious, and the last thing we lack now is labor. ’
This time, the dumb and cheap duo are unprecedentedly consistent. That is, relying on the large number of people, extreme poverty, and high enthusiasm for labor, not an inch of grass is left behind.