When night fell, Lin Chong added a lot of firewood to the fire in front of the thatched house, and the flames danced happily, like a fairy dancing musically. The two sat across from each other, eating, thinking about their own thoughts.

Looking up at Lin Chong, Bing Sanzhang put down the things in his hand, touched his stomach, and said: "I thought that this barren mountain and wild mountains, although it was not hungry, it was not much better, who knew that it would be either fish or meat for a few days in a row, and it felt better than living at home before." ”

Lin Chong said with a smile: "How can this be compared, brother, think about it, no matter what the ingredients are at home, it will be delicious to make it, and we have no other taste now except for the aroma." After a few meals, I got tired of it, but fortunately, my brother has a lot of rice noodles here, so I don't have to worry about it. ”

Bing Sanzhang was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "I said that I always feel that something is missing, it turns out that there is no salt...... Huh, salt?"

Speaking of this salt word, Bing Sanzhang suddenly remembered that in ancient times, this thing seemed to be a huge profit. There seems to be an exchange in the storeroom.

Hurriedly checked it, and sure enough, on the menu of the system, there were a few clear big words: "Refined salt, unlock the vitality reserve value of 80 points." ”

I glanced at the countdown in the upper right corner again and found that there were only a dozen hours left. And after exchanging a large amount of rice and noodles during the day, the vitality value actually fell to a pitiful thirty points, and it is far away from unlocking the refined salt.

Bing Sanzhang shook his hands, yes, no play!

Unless you swallow that old ghost alive now, it will be useless to suck Dong Chao and Xue Ba dry.

Lin Chong saw that Bing Sanzhang's face was cloudy, and he was very confused, and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with the salt?"

"Ah?...... Oh, nothing. Bing Sanzhang said casually: "I wonder if I should wait for my skills to recover one or two, and then use the Great Shifting Technique to get some salt." ”

"Huh?"

Lin Chong's eyes widened, "Brother still has such a means?"

"Hmm. I've been using it all the time, isn't it, or where do these rice and noodles come from?" pulled the rice noodles into it, increased the persuasiveness, took a bite of the rabbit meat, chewed it tastelessly, and said vaguely: "It's just too much mana, and you have to rest for a long time at a time, and items like salt and iron will consume even more." ”

Lin Chongshen nodded approvingly, and said continuously: "Yes, yes, the salt and iron are in the hands of the officials, it's not easy to get it!"

Bing Sanzhang nodded at the thatched house, "I cast a spell during the day, and I got a lot of rice noodles, it seems to be a bit much, and I actually piled up half of the house, so that there is no place to sleep at night!"

Lin Chong thought for a while and said: "The dry well in front was originally okay, and it could be changed into a cellar by cleaning it up, but unfortunately it rained heavily last night, and the dry well was filled up, and it was no longer usable!"

"There's a dry well up there, where is it? Why don't I see it?"

"Huh, brother, don't you know? Didn't you put two stones and noodles next to the edge of the well yesterday. ”

"Is that a dry well?" Bing Sanzhang slapped his thigh and shouted, "I see, those two stones are actually used to press the wellhead press!"

I have seen this kind of thing in the countryside before, and it is generally pressed on the wellhead, and it is generally used to prevent dust. But all the things Bing Sanzhang has seen are flat stone slabs, and the well in front of the black shop is pressed to a real big stone, which makes him think that there is a wellhead below!

Bing Sanzhang rolled his eyes and muttered: "Obviously, there is a creek behind it, it's useless to dig a well!"

Lin Chong couldn't help but smile and explained: "Brother, you only know one thing but don't know the other, we belong to the north of the Yellow River, and in winter, this stream will inevitably be cut off." In the past, people dug this well, but they were not idle and had nothing to do, but it was really useful!"

Bing Sanzhang was speechless.

It seems that it was right not to chat with this product last night, if you keep the strategy of last night, will you still be ignorant today?

The people who came from the era of the big explosion of information just educated the ancients, which is really a shame for future generations.

As soon as he pushed the bowl and stood up, he cried out, "I'm full, I'm going to sleep!" and turned around and went into the thatched hut.

Lin Chong laughed.

Yesterday a rainstorm fell thoroughly, and tonight's sky is full of stars, as if it is polished transparent glass, and it still carries the fragrance of spring life.

Dong Chao and Xue Ba nested behind the thatched house, snoring one after another, and slept very sweetly. In the thatched house, Bing Sanzhang and Lin Chong leaned on the grain and also fell asleep.

The bronze mirror was tilted next to the door, flickering from time to time in the direction of the moon in the sky, as if it was calling, as if breathing.

This night, the old ghost Li Dazui was quite unhappy.

Seeing Bing Sanzhang asleep, the years when he took revenge were constantly surging, and he almost didn't shoot again.

Yesterday's hundred years of cultivation were cut in half at once, and for ghost cultivators, it is not too much to describe it as deep as the sea. But he wasn't an animal of the forest, he had memories and fears.

Passing by like last night, most of it was cut off again. You really don't need to call him a hundred-year-old ghost anymore, you can directly call it a lonely ghost.

Listening to the name, it reveals that miserable.

Thinking carefully about Bai Bing's words, especially when talking to himself, the salivating expression on his face as if he had seen a good meal, Li Dazui felt a cold wind running from his back.

When he looked back at Bing Sanzhang's defenseless sleeping appearance, he was already regarded by the old ghost as fearless.

At first, he wanted to escape from this place, but found that he had been sealed in the bronze mirror for more than a hundred years, and he had already become one with this object. The ghost power has no effect on itself, and at most it can manipulate the bronze mirror to roll for a short distance.

Hum!

It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, it's not too late for a ghost to take revenge for fifty years, anyway, death is dead, and now there is time, and there is no hurry.

Beautifying his timid behavior in his heart, Li Dazui controlled the bronze mirror to the courtyard and began his routine cultivation.

"Tick-tock!"

In the silence of the night, there was a sudden sound of water droplets falling.

The sound was so clear that it seemed to be amplified a thousand times, and it made people involuntarily think of the water droplets falling on the rocks and shattering and splashing.

The old ghost was slightly stunned, and then laughed weirdly: "Baihugang, the yin qi is enough, the demons gather, and the ghosts come out." Sure enough, it lives up to its name. This time it's my old man's turn to watch from the wall!

The old ghost vanished, and the light on the bronze mirror quickly dimmed, turning into an inconspicuous ordinary stone cake.

"Tick tock!"

The sound of water dripping became more and more rapid, and a dark figure slowly crawled out of the stream behind the thatched hut, and a cold air quietly dispersed in all directions.

Some flowers and plants were unfortunate enough to touch them, and they quickly formed a layer of frost.

Lin Chong shuddered, opened his eyes suddenly, and his body couldn't help but start shaking.