The sky that appeared in the city was still dim, like the thousands of miles of yellow sand beneath the city. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the yellow sand under the city stretches to the sky, and the sky is connected to the line.

At the gate of the city were many jars of wine, neatly stacked on both sides of the gate. A slightly rich figure was carefully counting the wine jar at the door.

"Commander Qin, I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting!"

"Haha! Dry Bone Patriarch, since you are all ready, what does it matter if this commander waits a little longer?" Qin Fushou looked at the two rows of wine jars and said with a smile. "How is the quality of the stone bun wine this time? This commander has heard that these stone buns are all freshly picked! The time is so close, this wine is not strong!"

The Dry Bone Patriarch seemed to be confident and said: "Commander Qin can rest assured, the old man has recently changed the brewing process of this stone bun wine, even if it is only half a moon of stone bun wine, it will have more than ten years of mellowness!"

Qin Fushou rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Dry Bone, don't lie to me!" Qin Fushou said, a pair of eyes stared at those wine jars, and took two sips of wine.

The Dry Bone Patriarch Xi smiled and said, "Commander Qin, you look down on the old man, how dare the old man lie to you......?"

That Qin Fushou rolled his eyes, looked at those stone bun wine jars, and asked, "How is this side?"

The Dry Bone Patriarch deliberately lowered his voice and said, "The stone bun wine on this side is all prepared for you as Commander Qin!

Qin Fushou's eyes widened and said, "Dry bones, you are doing this for personal reasons!"

Seeing Qin Fushou's eyes rolling rapidly, the Dry Bone Patriarch hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Don't misunderstand Commander Qin, because this kind of brewing process is really labor-intensive, the old man can only brew these few jars, if he can brew a lot, the old man will naturally replace Commander Qin with a good one!"

Qin Fushou said: "In this way, this commander is wrong to blame you! It is rare that the Dry Bone Patriarch is kind, and the Commander knows it, but I advise the Dry Bone Patriarch that even if they all brew the same wine as here, they don't need to hand it over, and it is a waste to drink this precious wine to those miscellaneous pieces!"

When the Dry Bone Patriarch heard this, he echoed in a loud voice: "Exactly, exactly!

Qin Fushou waved his hand and said to the subordinates waiting outside the door: "All load into the car!"

The subordinates outside the door brought a few shuttle buses, all pulled by the monitor lizard-like hole, and slowly entered the city. And those subordinates who are all hands and feet will load the stone bun wine into the car.

Qin Fushou pointed to the new wine and said loudly: "You fill these wines first, and the rest of the wine here is finally loaded into one or two carts!"

The men began to load the trucks.

Qin Fushou walked in front of the dry bones with a gloomy face, sighed and said, "When doing things for the public, you must always think of public affairs before private affairs. You also know that this commander is in charge of such a large area, and they are all wild places, which are simply places where rabbits don't, originally I wanted to work peacefully until I retired, I was trembling everywhere, always walking on thin ice, I was afraid of any chaos!"

The Dry Bone Patriarch said: "Commander Qin's heart of fist is known to passers-by, and the old man has always admired it!"

Qin Fushou squinted his eyes and glanced at the dry bones and said, "Dry bones, are you praising me or scolding me?"

The Dry Bone Patriarch hurriedly said: "Commander Qin, you and I have been friends for more than ten years, and you still don't know the old man?

"Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who don't know me say what I want! Don't think that this commander only wants to rub oil from you tribes! I don't want to think about it, even if this commander tries his best, how much oil and water can be fished?

"Yes! Yes, Commander Qin is indeed suffering here!" The Dry Bone Patriarch echoed.

Today, I don't know why, Qin Fushou actually vomited bitterness here, which made the Dry Bone Patriarch a little unexpected.

"Not only have I suffered, but I have suffered a lot!" ....... a while ago" Qin Fushou suddenly lowered his voice and hooked his finger towards the dry bone.

The Dry Bone Patriarch hurriedly leaned over.

Qin Fushou glanced at Ling Han beside the Dry Bone Patriarch vigilantly, and then said in a low voice: "Dry bones, you don't know, a while ago, it was said that this barbaric land is not worth using and managing anymore, so I want to move everyone to the underworld!"

As soon as the Dry Bone Patriarch heard the word Hades, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly said, "There is actually such a thing?"

Qin Fushou glanced at the subordinates loading the car next to him, only to see that they began to load their own stone bun wine, the weight of these stone bun wine was obviously heavier, and the footsteps of those subordinates were a little staggering, so he shouted loudly: "You all be careful! If you drop the wine, you will be fined a month's salary!"

When those subordinates heard this, they were all cautious, for fear of falling into the wine jar in their arms.

Qin Fushou turned around and said: "These little cubs are spoiled by me on weekdays, and now they are really embarrassing to me!"

The Dry Bone Patriarch smiled and said, "Commander Qin is demanding, your subordinates are all good men, and we all admire them!"

"What a good man, compare with others, alas, don't talk about that shameful thing, it's also a shame for my old face!" Qin Fushou seemed to remember something, and sighed again and again.

The Dry Bone Patriarch asked, "Commander Qin, just now you said that Shangfeng wants to move our tribes back to the Netherworld, what is going on?"

"By the way, tell me about it, dry bones, you tell the truth, if you move back to the underworld, are you willing or unwilling?" Qin Fushou said, staring at the expression of the dry bones.

The Dry Bone Patriarch sighed and said: "The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own grass nest, although the underworld is good, it is not a place where our clan can stay!"

"That's right!" Qin Fushou slapped the dry bone patriarch on the shoulder, "That's what I think, although you are in the wilderness, you have all lived here all your life, if you are allowed to move your nest and drag your family and mouth to the underworld capital thousands of miles away, not to mention how many hardships and dangers there are on this road, even if you go to the underworld, what do you eat, drink, and where do you live? Shangfeng just wants you all to be dragged to death on the road, and after you arrive at the underworld, you will all have to become the slaves of those big families!"

The Dry Bone Patriarch nodded silently, although what Qin Fushou said was a bit exaggerated, but these were some truths.

"Therefore, the commander begged the above, saying that this matter is too big, and so many border people will enter the underworld, first, it is not easy to manage, and second, it will make people leave their hometowns, for fear of causing public anger!" Qin Fushou said.

"Exactly, these facts have to be mediated by Commander Qin!" said the Dry Bone Patriarch.

"It's just that I speak lightly, I can only say that my boss, you know, in that underworld, everyone is a grandfather, so I can't do anything with my meager strength! Fortunately, my boss thought of me with a lot of hard work, and it was also for the sake of the Eternal Life Gate, so he asked me to find the deputy door master!" Qin Fushou said.

"If the deputy sect master can know the situation here, he will naturally help Commander Qin speak!" said the Dry Bone Patriarch.

"Phew, Dry Bone Patriarch, why are you so naïve at your age, you don't know the crows in the world...... Phew, I went to the deputy master's house, and even the door was better than me, and he wouldn't let me in! I had to go back and find my boss, but my boss scolded me, saying that I didn't eat too much sand in this Wangxiang City, and my brain wouldn't turn! I went to see the deputy master with empty hands, not to mention that the door didn't let you in, and I didn't beat you out with a stick for a while, even if I took care of you to reclaim the border!"

The Dry Bone Patriarch comforted: "Commander Qin is all working hard for us, and the old man is grateful!"

Qin Fushou's eyes narrowed again: "Dry bones, you are intellectual, not like the patriarchs of those tribes, one by one, they are like stones in the pit, smelly and hard!

"Can you see that sect master this time?" asked the Dry Bone Patriarch nervously.