Chapter 1284

"Oh, the stone armor of this cold stone can completely cut off the exploration of my divine sense, Feng Rushan, look at what's going on,......。 ”

Feng Rushan's cultivation, in addition to the one on the Huaxia Continent, has a bunch of tricks in Gangxing Divine Prefecture, and it is certain that he is busy, but Murong Xuefei has no sympathy for him.

She is used to it, and Feng Rushan is self-inflicted.

Besides, it's better to be busy, so that he doesn't get cranky.

"Well, this, when we go back, Uncle Shi and Xiaohong will study it. ”

The ordinary cold stone armor can also greatly reduce the detection power of the divine sense, but it cannot be completely isolated, there may be some sayings in it, but that is Xiaohong's, strength.

Feng Rushan's divine sense can't be released, and of course there is nothing he can do about this unique cold stone armor.

"That little thing knows something. ”

There is a big difference between Shule Gobi and Sunset Desert, but Xiaohong doesn't pay attention to it so much, she has been very active recently, and often comes out to express some high opinions, but unfortunately, Murong Xuefei's opinions on Xiaohong are not too important as always.

Whether it's true or not, every three or five days, they will still go to the neighboring small oasis to replenish it, mainly fresh meat and drinking water and other daily necessities, otherwise, they will underestimate the IQ of the grassland people.

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"Recently, there has been a report from the people, saying that there is a madman here, acting strangely, who is your Excellency, staying here and disturbing the civilians, what are you going to do?"

Feng Rushan and their tireless smashing stones, finally alarmed the people of the Shule tribe to come to the door, the three people who came, one was a second-order warrior, and two were a warrior, the three of them were dressed in standard power suits, and the pattern on their chests was a small grass swaying slightly in the wind.

More than 100 years ago, the Shule Gobi was not the Gobi Desert in front of you, but a pasture with abundant water and grass, and the Shule tribe also had a good life.

However, the three of them did not go to the Gobi to find trouble directly with Feng Rushan, but waited on the small oasis, but unfortunately, when the three of them saw Feng Rushan, their hearts sank.

They just happened to hear that there were four people patrolling around the neighborhood and smashing stones inexplicably, but they didn't expect that there was also a second-order warrior among them, and although Deleng was unkempt and disheveled, he was extremely strong, tall and tall, and Murong Xuefei wore a black veil, and he didn't look like he was good at stubble.

It's a pity that since they are here, they have to play hard, a tall first-order samurai asked with an unkind face.

"Who are you?"

With Min Jing's papers, Feng Rushan was not worried about them, and was willing to pay some shield coins to solve the matter smoothly, but he couldn't come up and give in.

This small oasis is thirty miles away from the place where he smashed the stones, and there are only seventeen or eighteen households on the oasis, all of them are old people, women and children, and there are less than fifty people in total.

"We are patrolling and riding, when this turmoil, we are ordered to patrol to prevent villains from taking advantage of the opportunity to make trouble, all the treasures here, the predecessors of the caves, according to the law are all owned by my Shule clan, Your Excellency is not our Shule clan, right? ”

The second-order warrior saw that Feng Rushan had a tough attitude, and he couldn't say that he was official.

The reason why the three of them came in a hurry was that they felt that Feng Rushan and his gang were still quite moving, and they had to find out how to patrol the rangers, and secondly, they also thought that this person might be here to hunt for treasure.

It's not a treasure hunt, what are you talking about with stones? Looking for cold stones, such a primitive and crude method, it's strange if you don't lose your life.

For ordinary people, looking for cold stones, it is not impossible to speak of, although the gods teach themselves, but everything, there must be its yin and its yang, such as the cold stone meets the nine yang stone, how much will produce some vision.

Of course, Jiuyang Stone is also a treasure, and everyone will do some technical processing, and they will not directly take Jiuyang Stone Armor to touch it blindly like Feng Rushan.

In addition to Jiuyang Stone, the workarounds for finding cold stones are not less, but unfortunately, these methods are not very familiar to the second-order patrol rangers, but taking a hammer and smashing it slowly is undoubtedly the most untechnical.

"I want to refine something, I need a little cold stone, but unfortunately I can't afford it, so I can only dig it myself. ”

In the vast Gobi, where is there any predecessor cave, Feng Rushan was too lazy to be verbose, and directly took out Min Jing's document and shook it.

"The management fee of 5 blue shields a day, or 30% of the cold stone you dig, but if you take a cut, we have to send someone to assist,......。 ”

According to the script that had been discussed in advance, the tall first-order patrol ranger said seriously.

Feng Rushan was willing to pay the star shield, and the three of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Shule Gobi, in recent years, there are very few cold stones produced, and the people who dig cold stones have long forgotten the Shule Gobi, not that there is no cold stone at all, but that it is not economical.

As for Wen Mu, who cares about that play.

"Five blue shields are a bit out of order. One purple shield for a month, and the extra one bought a glass of wine for the brothers to drink. ”

"Hehe, I don't know if Min Jing doesn't know if he is doing this on his own or on purpose, he should have made an unintentional mistake. ”

The old man on the small oasis still has some understanding of the market charged in previous years, Feng Rushan doesn't care about one or two star shields, but some people can't get used to it.

The tall inspector didn't care about Wen Mu at all, and Min Jing's kindness was in vain, and Feng Rushan could only shake his head and sigh at this.

Strictly speaking, the holder of the document allows the holder to mine cold stone in a certain area, but it needs to pay mining fees, but it is wartime, and as a cold stone production area, Shule Gobi has been abandoned for a long time, and the relevant management agencies have long existed in name only, and the patrol rangers have no right to charge, however, Feng Rushan does not plan to take it too seriously.

As for assistance, both sides know that it was just a joke.

According to Feng Rushan's efficiency, the cold stones dug out are likely to not even be worth the cost, and the cost of the person who assists, who is it?

Min Jing is just a scholar, he knows a little about the cold stone market, he has no practical experience in mining cold stones, and there are many twists and turns in it, and it is estimated that he can't figure it out himself.

Of course, Min Jing hadn't heard of Gangsha either. For him, the cold stone is just a useless plaything, a rich man's identity, a luxury ornament.

"Okay, one purple shield per person a month. Four people, you pay four purple shields first, the first few days will not be counted, it will be cheaper for you, as for the other expenses, we will go back and discuss it. ”

The slightly shorter first-order samurai saw that the second-order samurai gave him a look, and suddenly smiled gloomily, and said slowly.

According to the current market, there is no market now, according to the previous market, Feng Rushan and the four of them together, one purple shield per month, a little much, but it is not excessive, four purple shields, that is, the lion opened his mouth.

However, collecting management fees is not within the scope of the patrol rangers' duties, and the three of them originally came to knock on a hand, but unexpectedly handed over the big luck, the fat sheep was in front, and they didn't slaughter a knife, sorry for this luck.

Some people have never heard of the word "moderation".

Feng Rushan is dressed in clothes, and they are not locals at first glance.

In fact, Deleng and He Shuang are not enough, Feng Rushan is wearing a half-worn green shirt, and Murong Xuefei is wearing a simple long skirt, this dress is weird, not only does not look like the Shule people, but also does not look like ordinary grassland people.

"Take this purple shield and get out! ”

Murong Xuefei understood that Feng Rushan wanted to communicate with relevant people, but she didn't have the patience to listen to the little minions.

"Shout! Dare to talk to our patrol rangers, little girl, you are the first, I see you are from the Dog Rong tribe, come with us." ”

The tall patrol's face sank, and he took out the long knife on his waist and pointed at Murong Xuefei, faithfully playing the role of his own white face.

"Look for death!"

Deleng's body shook, he took a step forward, and smashed his fist at the tall patrol.

The tall inspector didn't even say hello to the other party, he said that he would do it, he was close to Deleng, and the long knife in his hand became an ornament, and he didn't have time to think about it in a hurry, so he shouted, turned on one side slightly, stretched out his left palm, and buckled to Deleng's vein.

Deleng is not even a first-order samurai, the tall patrol has good fist and foot skills, and he doesn't mind falling on him, giving him a small lesson.

Some people, if you don't fight, you can't do it.

The left palm of the tall patrol is as fast as lightning, accurately buckle Deleng's veins, he grabbed his hand, and was happy, Deleng's arm twisted strangely, he only felt a strong force, easily shook his left palm, and the next moment, the big fist of the bowl was hitting his chest.

With a "bang", cracks appeared on the armor of the tall patrol, and the whole person staggered back seven or eight steps before he could barely stand, and the long knife in his hand flew out even farther away.

"Erlengzi, spare him!"

"Hehe, he punched the master to death, the dragon elephant is like a skill, and it really lives up to its reputation. ”

Feng Rushan saw that Deleng was eager to try and wanted to rush up to continue the attack, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to stop.

Dragon Elephant Prajna, the first layer of Deleng has not yet been practiced, but his strength has doubled, only in terms of pure strength, ordinary second-order warriors, may not be comparable to him, tall patrol and Deleng's hard-hitting strength, can be described as asking for hardship, however, he is not guilty to death, Feng Rushan does not want to make things big.

If you die, you can't happily dig cold stones.

"You dare to say another word, believe it or not, I killed you!"

Murong Xuefei saw that the tall inspector wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of unconvinced, and said coldly.

"Humph!"

Deleng's punch just now, not to mention any moves, is extremely fast, surprisingly powerful, the tall inspector believes that as long as he deals with it carefully, it will not be a problem to clean up Deleng, but Deleng is just a servant, come up and fight, the master's temper, presumably worse, in the end, he still did not dare to challenge.

Their trip is just to ask for a few star shields, in case they provoke a ruthless person, it is not worth losing their lives for this.