After the explosion, Chen Chao got up and led everyone back to the tipping point.

The scene in front of them frightened the officers and men, and they couldn't believe what they saw with their eyes for a long time, and even rubbed their eyes fiercely and carefully confirmed them several times.

I saw that the entire cliff collapsed, like a landslide brought about by a flash flood.

The crumbling rubble in front of me is enough for hundreds of miners to dig hard for two or three months.

And all of this happened almost instantaneously.

Chen Chao looked at the picture in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

The power of the explosive pack seems to be greater than imagined.

"Everyone, listen well, there is no order from the original appearance, if anyone dares to reveal half a point of what happened today, don't blame the original minister for being ruthless and punishing the nine clans!"

"Yes!"

Han Zhong, who was beside Chen Chao, took a deep breath, his expression was complicated, and he sighed in a low voice, "When gunpowder comes out, it's time for us warriors to withdraw from history." ”

With such an exclamation, Han Zhong was moved.

The powerful explosive bag, even if it is the best master in the world, will be blown to pieces.

Chen Chao patted Han Lao's shoulder, "Make the best use of things, Han Lao doesn't have to sigh so much, since martial artists exist, they have the value of their existence." ”

Han Zhong bowed his hand, "Yes." ”

After thinking about it, Han Zhong said again: "Xiangye, if we are equipped with such a weapon, no one in this world can stop Xiangye, the old slave is brave, and please ask Xiangye to equip such a weapon with a secret guard!" ”

"Don't rush ......"

Chen Chao looked into the distance with a complicated gaze.

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Ning Baizhi was alone, walking on the street.

From here, the straight and wide streets continue to the city gates.

In the hands of the workers, bricks were transformed into red-walled high-rise buildings.

In the first month, the weather was still very cold, but the workers were wearing only a single coat, and their backs were all wet with sweat.

They seem to be tireless, and although they are tired, none of them want to sit down and rest for a while.

Because here, everyone is demanding themselves with an almost demanding, impossible amount of work. Until they finish their work each day, they will have a relaxed expression on their faces, and then they will continue tomorrow, and so on.

On their faces, there are no complaints about life, only a vision of a better future!

It's a fair place for them.

Because the more you do, the more money you have, and the more hope you have in life.

Here, the overseers sent by the government seem to have become decorations, and they have lost their previous whips and evil words in their hands.

Some seem to have only ...... Advise earnestly and with good intention?!

The overseers walked around the construction site, always paying attention to the physical condition of each worker, for fear that they would die and exhaust their bodies, and the overseers' faces showed deep worry.

Ning Baizhi couldn't even think of these scenes.

When it was a year ago, it was still a mess.

The snow was falling day and night, and the homeless victims were huddled together, their faces full of sorrow, hunger filling them, and death holding their hands.

However, in more than a month, everything has changed.

The change is so great, it's like a dream.

Most of the time, Ning Baizhi will think that this is just a trick to commit adultery.

Tempting the victims with extremely high rewards, the victims are desperate and naturally fall into the trap of adultery.

But as time passed, this idea became less and less tested.

The money and food flowing like water flowed into Qingshan County and into the hands of the victims.

It stands to reason that the traitor should not take the opportunity to make a fortune?

Why did he do it?

It's incredible.

This question has always puzzled Ning Baizhi, and it has constantly impacted the inherent concept that she has accepted in the past seventeen years - treacherous ministers do no evil, and everyone will be punished!

Turning a street, Ning Baizhi shook her head and put aside the questions she couldn't understand for the time being.

"Little girl, why are you so upset? Hungry? Do you want to drink some porridge and eat steamed buns? ”

A gentle voice came, Ning Baizhi raised her head and saw a noble lady on the side of the road holding a white steamed bun in her hand, asking her if she wanted to eat it.

This is a makeshift soup kitchen stall set up on the side of the road, and a month ago, such stalls were everywhere in Qingshan County.

But now, such stalls are almost impossible to find.

Because in the hearts of the people of Qingshan County, if anyone begs for food in such a stall, he is definitely a lazy.

The lady is very good-looking, completely different from the women around her, and has a beautiful temperament that exudes bones.

Ning Baizhi recognized this person, the adulterous wife, Song Qingwan!

The treacherous appearance is really a good means to gain the hearts of the people, and he is willing to ask his own wife to come over to give porridge in person!

At the same time, Ning Baizhi felt unkind glances from all directions.

Some were ordinary women beside Song Qingwan, some were workers in the construction site behind her, and some were soldiers wandering the streets......

They all have a common identity - a dead soldier cultivated by a traitor!

Ning Baizhi shook her head for no reason, and she didn't plan to make a move on Song Qingwan.

Ning Baizhi didn't speak, just slowly took the steamed bun, and then walked aimlessly down the street.

The lady in the winter dress looked at the girl with some strange feelings, and at last she was really relieved, untied the apron around her waist, and chased after her with a maid.

And the dead soldiers who were responsible for protecting Song Qingwan shook their heads in pain, and then followed closely...... Ma'am, are you bad in the camp? The world outside is so chaotic, our hearts are always hanging in our throats, can't you think about it for us?

Soon, Song Qingwan, who didn't know it, caught up with Ning Baizhi and walked side by side with her.

"Little girl, what about your family? How did you come out alone? ”

Ning Baizhi took a small bite of the steamed bun, glanced at the lady beside her, and still didn't speak.

"I'm sorry to mention your sadness......"

Song Qingwan was thoughtful, and quickly understood why the little girl was like this, and hurriedly apologized.

Song Qingwan turned around, took out a few steamed buns from the basket that Yue'e was carrying on the crook of her arm behind her, and stuffed them into Ning Baizhi's arms.

"Hungry, aren't you?" Song Qingwan's eyebrows curled, "Eat quickly, eat quickly, it's not enough here." ”

Ning Baizhi nodded to Song Qingwan to express her gratitude.

"Little girl, it's hard to live alone outside, right? I see your clothes are a little dirty, why don't you go back with me and I'll find you some clean clothes? ”

"Look at your age, you're just getting there, right?"

Hearing this, Ning Baizhi looked down at her figure. Fifteen years old and that was two years ago.

I vaguely remember that day, my sister-in-law combed herself with a beautiful hair ornament.

Over the years, she has been hiding in Tibet and starving, resulting in Ning Baizhi being seventeen years old, but she is very thin, no wonder Song Qingwan will admit her mistake.

"Little girl, you're so good-looking......"

"If you don't have a home, why don't you come to me......"

"Judging by the way you eat steamed buns, you must be hungry."

"Don't worry, with me, you won't be hungry in the future, that stall will always be there, if you're hungry, go to that place to get steamed buns, no one will say anything......"

Ning Baizhi took small bites of steamed buns, but still didn't say a word, and in comparison, Song Qingwan had a lot of words, just like a mother who was worried about her children's lack of food and clothing outside, she could say a lot of rules and regulations, and she would find a way for Ning Baizhi to keep her from going hungry.

At first, Ning Baizhi was extremely impatient, but as she listened, her eyes slowly turned red, and then her tears were like beads with broken threads.

If my mother was still around, it would be the same.

Song Qingwan took Ning Baizhi into her arms, patted her back gently, and comforted her with distress.

"Little girl, where do you live?"

Ning Baizhi raised her face, stunned, and then shook her head, "I...... I used to live in the mountains, but now ......"

Song Qingwan sighed softly. What a pathetic, homeless child.

Song Qingwan stretched out her hand and wiped the tears on Ning Baizhi's face, "Then you will go back with me?" Shall I find you a warm and clean tent, wash it well, and get new clothes? ”

Ning Baizhi shook her head.

"What's wrong? Afraid I'm a bad person? ”

"It's not."

"Then why don't you want to go back with me?"

"I want to go out of the city, go back to the mountains, and find my brother and sister-in-law."

Song Qingwan thought for a moment and groaned, "Far away?" ”

"Far!"

"How many days are you going to go?"

"I don't know, I rode a horse and a boat when I came, and I don't know how many days I walked."

"That's a long way off."

Song Qingwan said, "Little girl, your home is too far away, and it's not safe for you to go back alone, why don't you go back with me first, rest for a few days, and then I'll send someone to send you back?" ”