When he first came to the royal court, he was not busy inquiring about the whereabouts of Tsering Gongmu.

Although the large settlement was home to as many as 50,000 people, it was so large that in the middle there was actually a lot of open space set aside for the camping of tribes who had come from other places to trade or make contacts. Of course, the land here is not free, and you need to pay taxes to the royal magistrate. But Lausanne Gran had a lot of money, and when he arrived, he bought the right to use the large open space around him, so that after setting up more than 20 tents, there was still plenty of space.

Zhangzhung Gyatso's tent was in the center, then there were two storage tents for stockpiling goods, and finally the tents of the soldiers on the periphery. At the same time, it also serves as a guardian.

I don't know if it was intentional or forgetful, the warriors did not reserve a tent for Jinba Zhuoma, the only woman, apparently determined to sleep with the big head. The barbarians don't have the mental obstacles of Zhangxiong Gyatso, they are adults at the age of sixteen, and sleeping with women is really normal.

Jinba Zhuoma actually took it for granted, and was tired all the way, so he actually got into the tent in advance, and fell asleep, which made Zhangxiong laugh at a loss, covered her with a blanket of animal skin, and walked out of the tent by himself.

At this time, Lobsang Gran should have finished talking with the steward of the Trisong tribe, and after sending the man away, he came to Zhangzhung Gyatso. It was already dark, and the warriors set fire to the heaps of cow dung and prepare dinner. The two sat beside a pile of cow dung.

Zhangxiong Gyatso asked, "Uncle Lobsang Dao, have you heard the news of Tsering Gongmu?"

Lobsang Gran nodded, and said with a somewhat heavy face: "Yes, but I heard that Tsering Gongmu's situation is very bad." After he was whipped by Dorangquga, he did not allow others to heal him. drove him to graze cattle and sheep, and slept directly with them at night, even lower than the lowliest herdsman. Yesterday, I also heard that the injuries on Tsering Gongmu's body have festered, and if he continues like this, I am afraid that he will not last long. Duolang Quga is going to kill him alive, but it's a pity for this man!"

Zhangxiong Gyatso groaned and asked, "Uncle, you said that if we go and rescue Tsering Gongmu, will it have too much impact?"

Lobsang Gran hurriedly said: "No, the royal court settlement has its own rules, and no major battles are allowed here." We went to other tribes to save people for no reason, and that person has nothing to do with us, so we are at fault. When the time comes, if Dorangquga tells the barbarian king, we will be severely punished. ”

"Then can we buy Tsering Gongmu, and all the herdsmen here should be tradable, right?"

"That's the truth, but Duolang Quga deliberately wanted to kill Tsering Gongmu, I'm afraid that if we take the ransom, he won't agree. Even if he would sell Tsering Gongmu, if he knew that we were going to buy it, I am afraid that he would immediately change his mind, after all...... We are mortal enemies with the Dorang tribe. ”

After thinking about it, Zhangxiong Gyatso said: "It's better to be like this, uncle, you have acquaintances here in the royal court, can you let others go out to help us redeem Tsering Gongmu?"

Lobsang Gran's eyes lit up, and after thinking about it seriously, he said, "This is a good idea, we can try it tomorrow." It just so happened that I made an appointment with the steward of the Akamatsu family for a drink, and I have a good relationship with him, so let him help ask tomorrow!"

"Well, the sooner the better, no matter what the cost, you have to rescue Tsering Gongmu. He is a man, and if he joins our clan, he will also be a general in his own right in the future. ”

Lobsang Gran knew that Zhangxiong Gyatso was extremely ambitious, so he nodded very seriously, indicating that he would be attentive.

That night, they finished their dinner and went to rest. And Zhangxiong Gyatso could only get into the tent, wrapped in a felt blanket to avoid the sleeping Jinba Zhuoma from a distance———— he was afraid that he would not be able to hold it back, and his beastly nature would be furious.

Without falling asleep immediately, Zhangxiong Gyatso entered the immortal space again to check. In the recent series of major battles, many captured soldiers were captured, but dozens of people were also killed. The small trees in the space have grown to two meters tall, and they are full of crystal clear bones, and there are dozens of snowflake-like leaves, but the space is still so large, and the top of the sapling is stretched to the edge of chaos.

This was not the most headache for him, what bothered him the most was the immortal spring, which simply turned into a fountain at this moment. The overflowing water flowed out of a small stream, but the fairy spring was still one meter square, and did not grow in size. He also didn't know what to do to expand the immortal land space.

The corn, wheat and other seeds collected in the space are not bad, but root crops such as potatoes and sweet potatoes can no longer be preserved, and they have all sprouted, so they have to be planted on the spot. I was busy until midnight, and I was only halfway planted.

I sighed in my heart that I didn't have the skills to do it, and muttered to myself: If only the time in the space could be delayed. As he spoke, something strange happened, and there was a loud bang in the space, as if something had happened. But I can't detect it.

Zhangxiong Gyatso didn't care, and looked at the situation in the tent. I don't know when Jinba Zhuoma got into his arms, hugged his waist, and slept soundly. And Zhangxiong Gyatso was uncomfortable, and under the warm fragrance of nephrite, there was an uncontrollable reaction. Quietly took away Jinba Zhuoma's arm, simply shrunk into the corner, and continued to sink into the immortal space to work.

After almost half a day, I finally finished planting all the potatoes and sweet potatoes. Sensing that it was also dawn, he withdrew. I got up and walked out of the tent, and when I saw the stars in the sky, I was stunned............ It doesn't seem like much time has passed.

After confirming it again and again, it was indeed the time passing much slower in the immortal land space. After thinking about it, it seems that after I said that sentence, with a bang, there were these changes.

As if he had discovered a new continent, he hurriedly experimented: he grabbed a handful of soil, let it flow in his hand, and his divine sense entered the immortal earth space, waited for more than a minute, and then came out and found that the handful of soil had not yet finished flowing.

After careful operation, he found that the time inside and the outside were about ten to one ratio, that is, one day outside, and ten days had passed inside. He was delighted by the discovery, especially since the passage of time was something he could manipulate at will. Doesn't this mean that with the immortal land space, he can quickly grow a large number of crops and grains?

What is most precious in the wasteland, besides the population, is food. That is, last winter was relatively peaceful, and usually, the winter in the wasteland is full of snowstorms. Countless people froze to death, cattle and sheep, and by the spring of the following year, famine was almost a sight to behold.

And if he can accumulate a large amount of grain, once a catastrophe breaks out, he can gather a large number of herdsmen and greatly expand his power.