Waking up Yuan Roll and the chicken, Gongliang left the stone house with Migu in his arms. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was already morning outside, and the morning sun appeared in the eastern sky.

The lazy sunlight climbed out of the top of the mountain, instantly waking up Dayan, and the sound of human activity in the tribe began. In the primitive tribe, everywhere is verdant green, the sky is always blue, so blue that there is no blemish, even a white cloud, it is a blasphemy to it.

Gongliang took a breath, the air was filled with the faint aroma of green trees and grass, and the heavy footsteps of the people of Dayanbu sounded on the road.

When the morning comes, the chirping birds, the gorgeous mountain breeze, and the wild flowers all reveal a beautiful atmosphere.

"Hmm"

Mi Gu came outside, was illuminated by the sun, moved his eyelashes, stretched a little lazy, and opened his eyes.

Seeing Baba, the little guy suddenly stretched out his snowy little arm to hug Baba's neck, and rubbed his pink and tender little face on Baba face. Being able to see Baba every day when she opens her eyes is undoubtedly the greatest happiness for her.

"Gollum"

Suddenly, a voice came from Migu's stomach.

"Poop, I'm hungry. Mi Gu said with a frown.

This snack guy wants to eat as soon as he opens his eyes.

There was no place to cook here, so Gongliang took her favorite living snake fetus from the fruit space and gave it to her, and took a few yellow ant eggs for Yuanluo and the chicks to eat. Such differential treatment did not displease them. Counting, sometimes these little guys are quite obedient.

Among the primitive tribes, few tribes had the habit of eating breakfast, and the same was true of the Great Yanbu.

Gongliang himself was hungry, so he took a few yellow lynx ant eggs and Tianxiang fruit and ate them.

While eating, I walked to the place where the house was built.

He suddenly regretted a little, he should have secretly hidden one of the Bazhen chickens at the banquet yesterday, so as not to have nothing to eat now.

To tell the truth, yesterday's Bazhen chicken tasted really good, it melted in the mouth, and it left a fragrant taste after eating, which made people have an endless aftertaste. I should inquire another day, where can I catch so many Bazhen chickens, and when the time comes, I don't need to say that I eat them every day, just eat one a week.

Grandma's, now that I think about it, is still drooling.

There is also the imperial crocodile cub, which tastes good.

Not to mention the tenderness of the meat, the gum on the tail and paws, when you bite into it—oh, Maiga, it's so delicious.

I don't know if it's good to feed, otherwise I can raise a few in the space to satisfy my hunger.

I have to say that he has a big heart and wants to raise an emperor crocodile, and it is estimated that he will not think so when he sees the real emperor crocodile.

Along the way, people greeted Gongliang from time to time. It seems that last night's banquet had brought them closer to each other, making them think of him as their own, rather than being separated by an unfamiliar membrane, full of curiosity.

When some of the big Yan girls saw him, they stretched out their hands and pointed at him, but they didn't know what they were pointing at.

Gongliang re-examined himself from head to toe, and there were no more tails, so I don't know what's so strange?

As he walked forward, he saw Ju coming out of a stone house.

"Ju, where are you going?" asked Gongliang with a wave of his hand.

Maybe he didn't even realize it, but last night's banquet suddenly shortened the distance between him and the people of Dayanbu.

"Go build a house. The giant urn said angrily.

Gongliang walked over, put one hand on his shoulder, and whispered: "You guy, when I put wine in the storage bag last night, why didn't you remind me that I couldn't do that, so I was poured so much wine." ”

The giant man is about a head taller than Gongliang, and Gongliang's hand is on him, which is a bit nondescript.

The giant man is tall and has a strong temperament, but it doesn't matter.

Hearing his words, he said with a straight face: "I can't say it, if I do, I will also be drunk." Yesterday was fine, but if Oro and Eryu were here, they would have poured people to death. Even if you fall to the ground, you still have to pour wine into your mouth, that's terrible. ”

Oro, Niryu?

Gongliang has heard the unbearable reputation of the two of them more than once when he came to Dayanbu, and then think about what he heard and saw when he was in the temple, the character of these two guys is indeed not very good.

The two walked together to the place where the house was built, and met Ome again on the way.

The reason why he is called Omeku is because his eyes are really big.

It is said that he has obtained a trace of giant eye blood from his maternal clan, and he can see things from a distance, which gives him a great advantage in hunting. Generally speaking, if the Giants were good archers themselves, hunting would be a trivial matter for them. If you add a long-eared person, it's simply invincible.

Long ears, as the name suggests, are known for their long ears.

The long-eared people each have a pair of eerie pointed ears that allow them to hear sounds from far distances. If the cultivation is successful, the bloodline talent is superimposed, and the ear power is even more amazing.

Therefore, when the people of the Giant Eyes Department and the Long Ear Department traveled to the East Soil, they have always been the targets of the major sects. With such two people, it is undoubtedly convenient to do many things.

When I came to the place where the house was built, there were already many Dayan elites digging the foundation, and some people went to the stone quarry to get the stone and came back.

Gongliang and the others did not gossip much, and each went to his own field to be busy.

Yesterday, Gongliang had dug the foundation and brought the stone to build the foundation. When the time comes, the huge stones will be built directly according to the foundation dug by themselves, piece by piece. The foundry, who had come to inspect it, happened to notice it, and hurriedly asked him to stop and bring the stone up, while he hurried away.

In a few moments, a group of people came over carrying a furnace of molten iron.

When one of the old men saw him, he immediately glared and said, "Young man, you have to pour iron juice to build a house, otherwise it will not be reliable, didn't you tell you?"

"Sorry, forgot. ”

Gongliang only thought about laying the foundation, but he really forgot about it.

Fortunately, the old man did not plan to pursue it, but asked Gongliang to talk about the plan to build a house. After Gongliang finished speaking, he instructed several big men to pour the iron juice they brought on the foundation dug by Gongliang, and then asked Gongliang to put the stone on it, and then poured the molten iron on the cracks in the stone, so as not to show a gap.

After a few calls, Gongliang could see that this molten iron actually played a fixed role in the cement in his previous life.

It's just that it's more against the sky here, and he actually poured iron juice, and he really convinced the heads of these people in his heart.

Gongliang wanted to build a basement underground, which was very wide in scope and used a large amount of stone, and the furnace of iron juice brought over was quickly used up.

When the old man saw this, he frowned, and thought that Gongliang would build a two-story house on the ground, so he told the people next to him. When they heard this, they turned and left, and in a short time they took their things and went to the foundation of Gongliang and built a blast furnace, and began to smelt the ore and boil the iron with charcoal.

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