It would be satisfying for them to sleep more now. Since arriving at Baihugang, there is nowhere to reason for this fatigue all over the body, including Niu Gensheng, from top to bottom 1,000 people, whether they work or don't work, every day they feel as tired as a dead dog.

Niu Gensheng himself lies in the tent every day, except for eating and sleeping, but the more he sleeps, the more he feels weak, and he even has the idea of not being able to sleep for a long time.

In fact, he didn't know, it was because he slept and ate all day long that Bing Sanzhang felt that he was a fat sheep and came to him every day to milk milk. The rest of the people who do the work are only 5 percent, and the overseers belong to the technical work, and the quota is even less, only 3 percent.

Only Niu Gensheng, who sleeps lightly, squeezes 10% every day, so it's no wonder that he doesn't feel sore.

But even then, after deducting the expenses that had to be exchanged for food and silver for them, the daily income was only a pitiful thirty points of vitality.

Bing Sanzhang felt pitiful when he looked at it, but there were a thousand people in front of him, and he didn't know what to say at thirty o'clock every day.

However, before the grain merchant came, he had no good way to change it, so he could only delay it for the time being.

It has passed the impurity discharge period and the sharp change period. Bing Sanzhang felt that he had ushered in a growth period again.

There is no need to embellish the amount of food these days, and the bones and muscles in the body are also growing rapidly. In just a few days, the head and feet jumped up more than ten centimeters, and the whole broke through the one meter nine mark, and the fat layer on the original body was infinitely thinned, and the muscle shape attached to the bones was perfectly displayed.

So much so that Bing Sanzhang doesn't do anything now, as long as he looks down, he can see his eight-pack abs. It's not bad, but it's definitely weird.

I can't see it when I'm wearing clothes, outsiders just feel that Bing Sanzhang has grown a little bit and lost a little bit of weight, but in fact, taking off the clothes and the muscle groups on the body like a living thing will make people intuitively feel the explosive power contained in it.

At this time, Bing Sanzhang was adapting to the external manifestation of this kind of power, and the sparring with him were naturally Lu Zhishen, who was interested in fighting, and Lin Chong, who had been inseparable from him recently.

Bing Sanzhang studied for several days, and finally put on the gorgeous son's suit.

At this time, he wore a scarf of Wusheng Gongzi and walked with a double hanging candle cage. He was wearing a bronze belt, a light green silk belt around his waist, and thin-soled boots. With the white face and thick eyebrows and big eyes obtained after the sharp change period, there are people who don't know each other who have seen it, and most of them have to praise: handsome characters!

Now, this handsome figure is holding a mace made of pure white porcelain in his hand, and he is fighting with Lu Zhishen, who is holding a cast iron Zen staff.

With the sound of "clang" weapons clashing.

The two of them went back and forth, the speed was extremely fast, and their bodies kept changing, and in a white mist, they rolled out a whirlpool of obvious air currents. From Lin Chong's perspective of others, it is like a fairy tale chapter with post-special effects, which has a different momentum.

A white-faced boy and a black-faced monk.

One was expressionless and silent, and the other was screaming like a copper bell.

One wields a pure white mace like a straw stick, and the other plays a cast iron Zen stick like a phoenix car.

The two of them fought so hard that Lin Chong didn't dare to blink his eyes next to him, and the few bamboo poles he was carrying in his hands were ready to be thrown out at any time to block the fight between the two. I'm afraid that the two of them will fight a real fire and accidentally separate life and death.

With a loud "bump", the white porcelain mace in Bing Sanzhang's hand exploded into pieces and scattered once. The two of them jumped backwards at the same time, each let out a long breath, and began to close their eyes.

Lin Chong also breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart that had been hanging was also relaxed.

After a while, Lu Zhishen first opened his eyes and shouted: "Evil Gate!

Bing Sanzhang also opened his eyes, and said expressionlessly: "I don't want to, but after seeing you do it a few times, although I can't remember the moves in my head, I already have a memory in my body, no matter what kind of moves you use, my body will naturally crack back, and it has nothing to do with my subjective learning ability." ”

Lu Zhishen couldn't understand what he was talking about at all, and of course he couldn't refute it, so he opened his mouth for a long time, and shouted angrily: "Anyway, you lost again anyway! Hahaha, the tenth time, right? I really don't know where you got so many white porcelain maces, each time heavier than the other, each time stronger than the other, but what if it is stronger, it's not a few times to destroy it! Take the wine, I am willing to lose the bet, this time it should be ten pots of wine!"

"Yours are indispensable!"

Bing Sanzhang nodded, squatted down and picked up a piece of mace fragment, touched his mouth, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that the cascading structure itself has serious defects, even if it is added to the fifty layers, it does not improve the hardness much." It seems that the next time we will have to experiment with the pyramid structure, and the mace is heavier, but it is not easy to use. Maybe you might want to try it out by making a Japanese sword. ”

The longer it takes to fuse with the super cells, the more Bing Sanzhang can feel the changes in himself.

The appearance is actually only a small part, and the more important thing is the five senses and the things in the depths of the cells, and he can't say the specifics himself, but he feels that his thinking has become more and more agile recently, and his spirit has become more and more calm, and his five senses have become more and more sharp.

Just like now, even if Bing Sanzhang didn't look up at Lin Chong, he clearly felt that he seemed to have something to say.

He turned his head to look at Lin Chong, nodded slightly, and said, "Have you already decided to leave?"

"Brother's eyes are like torches!" Lin Chong sighed slightly, and didn't know where to start for a while.

"You still can't let go! But it's okay, your road should have been more magnificent, and the tiger can be the king when he enters the mountains and forests. Nesting in my place is indeed a little wronged by you. ”

"Brother......

"You don't have to ask anything! Bing Sanzhang turned around, turned his back to Lin Chong and said, "I only want to send you one word." ”

"Brother, please speak!" Lin Chong clenched his fists.

Bing Sanzhang turned around, looked at Lin Chong, and said word by word: "No matter when, you must remember that on the White Tiger mass grave, you still have a brother!"

For Lin Chong, Bing Sanzhang's feelings were complicated.

On the one hand, he was just a historical figure, and on the other hand, he was the first friend he came into contact with here. If it weren't for the more rational thinking after the fusion of cells, maybe he would have stayed with Lin Chong as a follower like the protagonists of those third-rate novels. But at this time, Bing Sanzhang understood that the turbulent situation in the world in the next few decades was the best opportunity for people like Lin Chong to rise.

As a friend, the best way to do it is to let him go on his own.

Early the next morning, after Lin Chong left a letter to Mao Shanying, he and Lu Zhishen left. He didn't say hello to anyone, just like he came without warning and went quietly.