Chapter 42: An Inexplicable Conflict

"Big guy take a handle and carry the stone directly into the col!" said Deacon Bai in a loud voice as he picked up the rope that had been prepared long ago.

Qian Yang was a little confused.

Master Wu shrugged his shoulders and said that he didn't know either. However, the rest of the people were not new, and they tied the rough stone with rope to twist it, and there were many knots reserved on it.

Qian Yang and Master Wu looked at it stupidly for a while before they understood, it turned out that those knots were the prepared "grippers", and the miners planned to grab those "grippers" and drag this huge rough stone out of the mine tunnel!

Everyone stepped forward, and it was not appropriate for Qian Yang and Master Wu to stand stupidly, so they hurriedly approached and grabbed two grippers by one person, and it was hard to say how hard they were, anyway, they dragged the stone together with a group of people.

This is a pure strength work, fortunately, the miners are all monks, although the spiritual power is restricted, the strength can not be used much, but the foundation of the body is still there, and there is no worry about injury, that is really how much strength to make how much strength, and dragged the stone out of the mine with a hard pull.

When they got outside, the miners breathed a sigh of relief, most of them pouted their butts and gasped violently, and Qian Yang was no exception, he only hated that his throat was too thin, and the breath he inhaled was not enough at all.

After gasping for a while, Deacon Bai opened his mouth with joy: "This is the best stone that we have dug out of the No. 6 pit since the start of construction! All those who come to help will be rewarded with ten points each, and as for Lao Zhang, who found the stone, he will be rewarded with fifty points according to the cap!"

"Hoo ~~~~~"

"Good ~~~~~"

"The deacon is so generous~~~~"

I don't know if it's a cheer or a coaxing sound, but I can hear that the big guy's words are all with a smile.

Qian Yang didn't laugh along, he was busy settling accounts below.

What is the concept of 10 points?

According to the previous statement of the white deacon, each person needs to get 100 points of work every month, and the average is 3.3 points per day, and 10 points of work is equivalent to three days of work.

In other words, as long as Qian Yang helps send this stone to the mountain pass, then he will be equivalent to completing the task for three days.

This work is quite cost-effective! No wonder as soon as I heard the shouting here, that Yang Gong fart ran here, and the feeling was to pick up the cheap! The three-day workload of each person present, and Lao Zhang, who found the stone, could take a vacation for half a month, which was really a good thing for pie in the sky!

The account is such an account, and everyone is happy to calculate it here, and it can't be counted any deeper, and it will be boring to continue to calculate.

In short, it took a group of miners a few breaths to transport the red giant, which could be worth billions, to a col that was already full of rough stones.

The miners lay on their stomachs, not caring about their image at all. Qian Yang was still a little unable to let go, and leaned on the side of the pile of stones and poured out his breath.

Deacon Bai looked at the sky, gasped and said intermittently, "This morning...... That's it! Big guy...... Rest in place, go back to the mine to eat when you have rested enough, and work again in the afternoon!"

There was a burst of gossip below.,Probably means that you can't do it if you're tired like this.,Net say that useless and beautiful words!

Qian Yang didn't have the energy to talk about it, and he waited until his breath was smooth before he had the time to study this natural "rough stone warehouse". This research didn't matter, he realized that there were three more people here, and he should have stayed in this "warehouse" in the first place.

The most conspicuous one was a thin teenager with a half-man-tall handsaw in his hand

I'm sweating profusely sawing stones!

This person Qian Yang only met yesterday, and it was the calcite worker who lived in the same townhouse as him.

Not far from the young man, two disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect wearing standard robes sat side by side, and the two of them chatted in a low voice, and from time to time raised their heads to joke with Deacon Bai.

"Warehouse manager, supervisor?" Qian Yang probably understood the identities of these two people.

After hesitating for a moment, Qian Yang stood up, dragged his heavy legs to the young man and spoke: "Little brother, is this a solution to the stone?"

The young man stopped what he was doing, looked at Qian Yang, knew that it was a new miner who came yesterday, and then looked at the demeanor and charm of this person who couldn't even hide his torn clothes, and immediately realized that this should not be a Jindan real person, right?

"Don't dare to be, my predecessors just call me Xiaolin, I solve stones here every day. "Don't slack off on the lips, but Xiao Lin made a mistake in his heart: How can I remember that this person was still in the foundation building period yesterday?

Qian Yang seemed to be very interested in Xiao Lin, and while looking at the saw in his hand, he racked his brains to find something to talk about.

Who knew that at this time, Wu Shui also came over with a jump, and as soon as he approached, he put his hand on the stone in front of Xiao Lin and groped for it.

"Ahem~~" A Hidden Sword Sect disciple coughed heavily and raised his chin at Wu Shui, the meaning was obvious: Don't touch anything that isn't yours!

Wu Shui smiled, took two steps back, and began to compete with the bracelet on his wrist, but he couldn't figure out a reason for it for a long time, and finally had to give up.

Qian Yang on the side understood that this old man seemed to want to take something out of the storage bracelet, but this col was obviously not out of the scope of the mine, and his spiritual power was completely imprisoned, so the bracelet couldn't be opened at all.

Qian Yang pursed his lips secretly, and said in his heart that this spirit stone mine is really interesting, and the safety measures are all natural. Spiritual power is imprisoned, if you want to destroy it, you will definitely not be able to destroy it, what talisman formations, spiritual energy magic weapons, and nuclear weapons are not allowed to be used, if you want to steal something, you can't even open the Qiankun bag, how can you steal the old and sinking stone?

No wonder two warehouse managers can see a mountain of rough stones, just this place, the rough stones all over the place are open for you to take at will, you can't take away!

Of course, Qian Yang didn't intend to steal the original stone, let alone destroy it. He just pretended to want to do his part to ensure the safety of the mine, and since he didn't find the loopholes, he didn't think about anything at all.

Wu Shui was a little farther away from the rough stone to be solved next to Xiao Lin, but there was an irrepressible look of disappointment on his face, and he said to Xiao Lin: "Why do you solve stones here? You can't use spiritual power, how many pieces can you solve in a day? With this kind of kung fu, it is better to drag the stone out of the mining area, go to a place where you can use spiritual power, and throw off your arms to do it!"

Xiao Lin showed a look of embarrassment, he didn't know what to say, looking at the meaning, he didn't want to be stupid to sell coolies here.

The two Hidden Sword Sect disciples next to him frowned when they heard Wu Shui's words, revealing a vigilant look, and the white deacon on the side also restrained their smiles and cast concerned glances.

Wu Shui was blindless, and said to himself: "If you want me to say, it's good to transport the stones to the place where we live, such a big yard is enough for you to solve the stones." As soon as the spiritual power is opened, it is only a matter of two saws to cut stones, how many spirit stones have to be solved that day!"

Xiao Lin didn't say a word, but a disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect got up and put away his previous lazy appearance.

When he got closer, he looked Wu Shui up and down, and the disciple opened his mouth coldly: "What is the intention of this Daoist brother who has been trying to transport the rough stone out of the mining area?"

Wu Shui was taken aback, and said in his heart, this kid's tone is not good! I stepped on your tail? A kid in the foundation building period dares to talk to me like this? If this is in the door......

In fact, the disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect felt that he had already shown mercy under his mouth, he saw that Wu Shui seemed to have the strength of the Jindan period, so he reluctantly called Brother Sheng, or it would have been spewed out if it was even more ugly, who would have watched the ore transported out of the mining area? What should I do if I lose it? Can you afford to pay for it as a garbage miner?

Wu Pingri seems to be very easy to speak, but such a stupid man, he was slapped directly in the face by a junior, and he couldn't hold it on his face, and it was not a good thing to say: "I have lived for hundreds of years, and I have never heard of a spirit stone mine that dissolves stones on the mine! Are you doing this passively and slacking off? Or do you have other plans?"

As soon as the Hidden Sword Sect disciple heard this, the fire came up at that time. He is a disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect of the Eight Classics, no matter how he cultivates, his identity is here, which of these temporary workers in the mine is not polite to him, who would have thought that he would encounter a thorn in the head today.

"I don't think you want to do it!" the Hidden Sword Sect disciple smiled coldly.

"Yo he! come with me, do I want to do something?" Wu Shui smiled, and the horizontal flesh hidden on his face faintly leaked.

If Wu Shui is really not afraid of him, why did he come here? He must have known that the Hongtoushan Mine is to solve stones in the mine, and if you take eight sedan chairs to carry it, he will not come to be this miner!

These two people are on the bar as soon as you say a word, and they seem to be fearless and unintimidated!

In this way, Qian Yang is embarrassed, he is so good that he is standing next to these two people, and the spit stars sprayed by the two can splash on his face, do you say that this fight is persuaded or not?

If you don't persuade it, you won't be able to get over it. If you want to persuade him, he still hasn't figured out why these two are quarreling, and they are full of food?

Let's just say that Master Wu, people are good at solving stones here, you can see it if you want to see it, you don't want to see it, you don't have to look at it, why do you have to ask people to move?

Qian Yang is an outsider, of course he can't see the twists and turns here. To say that there are monks on both sides, no one will be idle and bored to raise the bar here, and there is naturally a reason for the competition.

Qian Yang was at a loss for a while, but Deacon Bai had already jumped over to play a round: "Don't be angry, you two, it's a trivial matter!

As he spoke, Deacon Bai kept coloring at the two of them, which means give me face, don't make trouble, don't make trouble!

This is the white deacon's territory, and there is a dispute among his subordinates, of course he has to press it down, as for how to deal with it in the end, that is a matter for the future, but the situation must not escalate, it must end here, if he does it, his face will not look good.

Deacon Bai's face was still worth some spirit stones, and the disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect took the lead in stopping, turned around and retreated, but the anger on his face did not recede at all.

Wu Shui is not a muddy person, people are kind to persuade him, he can't pull his face and make trouble again, he pursed his lips, and the anger on his face magically returned to disappointment.

Deacon Bai hesitated for a moment, and happened to see Qian Yang on the side, and then arrived: "Brother Qian will accompany Brother Wu back to eat first, and I will arrive later."

When it came to the head, Qian Yang couldn't refuse, and he didn't say much, so he pulled Wu Shui's big man and walked back the way he came. He didn't go far, Qian Yang peeked back and saw that Deacon Bai was hugging the shoulders of the Hidden Sword Sect disciple and whispering comfort.

Qian Yang shrugged his shoulders and sighed softly, compared with other people's establishments, these temporary workers are indeed worthless!

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