Chapter 132: Throwing Yourself into the Net

In a word, it will definitely be a profitable business for 30 years of cultivation, but in the future, it is necessary to fight for the human race more and save people's lives. Yun Yao doesn't have to do it deliberately, after all, she is a traverser who respects life, and when she encounters a situation where she can save people with a word, Yun Yao will definitely not be stingy with spit.

It is the duty of the traveler to fight for righteousness.

After the metaphor of Hongsang's Terran as a car, Yun Yao realized a cruel reality, that is, the value of the Terran is limited, and if he can't become a saint before reaching his destination, he will probably be abandoned.

How much time does it take for the Terrans to realize value? Thousands or tens of thousands of years? To be honest, even tens of thousands of years are too short for immortal cultivation.

For the human race, tens of thousands of years is already an unimaginable time span, and it is only 10,000 years from Nuwa's creation of man to the present. The previous history of the flood was hundreds of thousands of years, or even millions of years, anyway, even Tushan only recorded events rather than time.

Therefore, every saint has at least 10,000 years of saint age, as well as hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation age, if Yun Yao wants to become a saint, at least 100,000 years, whether the human race can exist for 100,000 years is a question. Therefore, Yun Yao realized that he had to be recognized by the Heavenly Dao as much as possible during the existence of the human race, and he could actually ascend to the realm.

It's urgent.

It is definitely a difficult challenge to achieve the status of saint before the human race loses its value.

But let's take a look at what ability the second annual ring gives me, Yun Yao activated the second annual ring by luck, and found that a three-dimensional map outlined by blue lines appeared in the air: "What does this mean?" Are you afraid that I will get lost? "The green light of the first year-ring can also give birth to plants, and even stimulate the human body's potential, although it comes at a cost, but the mystery is endless. But the ability to draw maps in the second year doesn't seem to be very useful.

"This map is very exquisite, no different from the terrain I perceive with my mana, if you can draw a map anywhere, then you really won't get lost in the future, if you can really draw anytime and anywhere, this ability is very domineering, not weaker than that green light." Hongsang spoke highly of Yun Yao's ability and thought that this ability was very useful.

Yun Yao looked at the detailed map and thought to herself, if you go out by yourself in the future, you should be able to use this ability.

Two days later, the ice on the surface of the river was already connected again, and people could walk on it again. Xiao Ge sent people to guard the river bank to prevent anyone from trying to cross the river and flee to the north again, and he strictly guarded the slaves and had no trust at all.

Tired is really tired, it is difficult to start a business, and it is even more difficult to build a country, in fact, Xiao Ge can wait for summer or autumn to come again, it will definitely be much better than winter.

The winter was really cold, so they cut down all the trees on the south bank to make firewood for warmth, and had to dig ice for water every day. The thatched huts built were also dried by bonfire, and one more process wasted more time. It took several days just to build the hut. Now each of them has frostbite on their faces and limbs, which shows how difficult the conditions are.

But Xiao Ge didn't care at all, he must build the country, he must reclaim fertile land, and it was worth it no matter how many sacrifices he made during this time.

At this time, the slaves suffered, the conditions were poor, they had less food, and they had more work, and the infirm slaves showed symptoms, and the symptoms of colds such as fever and cough continued to spread.

More and more slaves had sore limbs and weak bodies, and even the strongest of the strongest, who had caught a cold and had a cold because of the cold, and they were struggling.

Swinging is the first symptom of malaria, that is, the body is hot and cold, and if it is severe, it will become malaria.

The slave was already sick, and Xiao Ge was getting more and more angry and impatient.

At night, Mu quietly walked through the ice and went dark to find the slave shed, where all the slaves were now imprisoned in a leaky shed, warming each other by their body heat. Usually the older ones are in the outermost ring, and the younger ones are in the inner ring, because they will be frozen in the outer ring, and they are better on the inside.

I shiver every night, and I might not be able to sleep.

"Strong, strong." Mu quietly returned to the outside of the slave shed, calling cautiously.

"Is it Mu? I'm Ming, Zhuang is sick, very sick. A voice came from the darkness: "Run away." ”

"No, I want to save the strong." Knowing that his benefactor was sick, Mu immediately became anxious: "What disease did he have?" ”

"We don't know, the body is hot for a while and cold for a while, but some people say that people with this disease will eventually die, and they can't be saved." Ming said sadly, I don't know what this disease is, but there are already many people who have it.

"There is a sister of the same clan on the north shore, she has already worshiped the immortals to learn art, there must be a way to save him, I will go to ask for medicine." Mu said anxiously.

However, as soon as Mu turned around, his forehead hit a hard and cold leather armor, and the sound seemed to be a signal, and torches were immediately erected around him, illuminating Mu's frightened expression.

"I didn't expect you to dare to come back, someone came and tied up!" Xiao Ge's face was flushed at this time, because of the work in the cold wind, there were frostbite on both sides of his cheeks, some wounds were cracked, his eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to be a few years old after a few days of labor.

Mu was trembling more than the patient at this time, and all the expensive fox skin leather clothes and leather boots on his body were stripped off.

"Where did you steal these things?" Xiao Ge took these good quality fox fur products and asked sharply, it is impossible for a slave to get these good things within a few days, they must have been stolen.

"These weren't stolen, they were given to me by the Oriole." Mu has no sense of secrecy at all. However, even Dongyi people know that stealing is shameful, and they will try their best to get rid of theft, which shows that Dongyi people have a certain sense of ethics and morality, but they are not mature enough.

"Sent? You're a runaway slave, and someone will give you such a precious fox fur jacket? It's a joke. "Xiao Ge has begun to suspect that this is not a simple escape, but a planned rescue plan on the North Shore.

Xiao Ge was asking questions in Dongyi's fang, and he knew a little foreign language.

"It's a gift, the oriole is an earthman like me." Mu said excitedly: "Her teacher is an immortal, you let me go, otherwise she won't let you go." ”

"Oh, so it wasn't you who ran away, but someone from the North Shore who saved you?" Xiao Ge asked with a sharp look in his eyes.

"So what?" Mu is completely unaware that every word he says now is betraying his teammates.

"Very good, tie me up, tomorrow we will go to Xingshi to ask for guilt, I want to see what else Zhu Nu on the north shore has to say." The evidence is conclusive, and I will question him tomorrow according to Zhou Li, and see if Zhu Nu will admit her guilt.

Mu was tied up and thrown outside, almost not freezing to death, but fortunately he didn't worry about gaining some fat after eating and drinking in the past few days, otherwise he would have to freeze to death, and he shivered until the sun rose. 111