Chapter 1168 Dreamy

"He Shuang, didn't you buy a few bets to play?"

Wu Bin left satisfied, Feng Rushan sat on the chair and didn't know what he was thinking, looking at He Shuang, who was cleaning up the mess with low eyebrows, Murong Xuefei suddenly asked.

"I didn't buy it without my wife or master's orders, but just now, Wu Bin gave me 2 gold coins, and I haven't had time to tell Mrs. Sù yet. ”

He Shuang hurriedly stopped the guy in his hand and replied in a proper manner.

Murong Xuefei is not Feng Rushan, not only has a bad temper, but also suddenly feels bad, the key is that no one knows why she is in a bad mood.

In fact, He Shuang also thought about betting two bets on the crocodile, but she didn't have star coins, of course, for this reason, there was no need to tell Murong Xuefei.

"Oh, that's your hard work, keep it for yourself. Well, you can also keep the 1,000 gold coins, remember to tell Feng Rushan when you are about to run out. ”

Murong Xuefei suddenly didn't want to keep the 1,000 gold coins sent by Wu Bin.

The Phantom Fox is said to have the bloodline of the nine-tailed Sky Fox, and it has amazing powers in hallucination and ecstasy, the physical strength is mediocre, and the direct attack and defense are very average, and the crocodile can sense the natal scale armor in Feng Rushan's hand, and the battle against the Phantom Fox is equivalent to opening a cheat, and winning is expected, but Murong Xuefei herself has never thought of using this to make a lot of money, perhaps, she forgot.

Of course, Feng Rushan and Wu Bin took the opportunity to make a little money, and she didn't object, she just didn't expect Wu Bin to be so bold.

However, for no reason, she was suddenly a little lost and irritable, and she just didn't want to keep the gold coins sent by Wu Bin in her hands.

As for Wu Bin quietly giving He Shuang 2 gold coins, this, how to say, can be regarded as a kind of respect for Chunyu Xiaozhu, Murong Xuefei doesn't want to care.

"Uncle Shi asked you to keep it, you can put it first, don't forget to keep the accounts, and you can also take care of the daily expenses of Chunyu Xiaozhu in the future,......。 ”

"Uncle Shi, this is, hehe, it'll be fine tomorrow. ”

Winning money by gambling and cheating is not a good thing after all, Feng Rushan knows that Murong Xuefei is not used to it, and Feng Rushan can faintly understand Murong Xuefei's mood at the moment, but there is nothing to persuade.

Wu Bin's gambling nature, or rather, his trust in himself, also greatly surprised Feng Rushan.

As for letting He Shuang keep such a large amount of star coins, it can be said to be a reward for her to finally go to the True Killing Hall, of course, it is not wrong for you to understand it as the second small test for He Shuang.

"Yes, slave maid, must not, live up to the love of the wife and the master,......。 ”

He Shuang was completely stunned.

A female slave of her age in Qingtian City is sold for about one gold coin, Mo Kun is generous to her, and he has never given her more than 1 Purple Star Coin, pocket money, even if it is her first night.

The reddest head card of Luoyan Tower, a year of hard work, may not earn 1 gold coin, He Shuang can not imagine that he will one day have, well, is a safekeeping, thousands of gold coins.

The key is that Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei do not look particularly wealthy.

"Well, you're doing a good job today. As long as you are sincere, do what you should do boldly, don't be afraid to do wrong, there are many mistakes, and you will learn slowly. However, now, you should also hurry up your own cultivation, don't be dragged too far down by Xiaozhu, your cultivation needs can be spent from these gold coins,......。 ”

No matter how good He Shuang is, if his cultivation is too low, he will not be of great use after all, Feng Rushan very much hopes that she can distinguish between the main and the secondary.

Coming back from the Cangwu Mountain Range, Murong Xuefei came forward and bought He Shuang a cultivation technique Zixuan True Technique, which is said to be quite good, and can be cultivated to the Divine Xuan Warrior, but Feng Rushan has always not paid much attention to the exercises.

No matter how good the exercises are, the cultivators must be worthy of them, and no matter how rubbish the exercises, if people give them strength, they can go far, far.

"Yes!"

"What the hell is good?"

This thing is good, which means that "that thing" is not good, or, generally, He Shuang has done a lot of things today, she doesn't know what "this matter" in Feng Rushan's pass is, of course, she won't ask again.

Let's think about it slowly, there are some things that do require talent.

As for his own cultivation, with the gold coins, He Shuang was confident that he would break through the threshold of the red-armored warrior in a short period of time.

She also practiced simply when she was a child, but later due to the poverty of her family, she had no choice but to give up.

......

"Feng Rushan, what are you thinking?

The night was as cold as water, Murong Xuefei saw Feng Rushan take out a thick book, read it for a while, sat there pondering and speechless, and couldn't help asking.

"Uncle Shi, the Keqin grassland was dry last summer, there was no rain for months, and this spring there was heavy snowfall, the water withered and the grass withered, and the people's livelihood was poor. Migration, it is inevitable that the conflict with the human race will intensify, the Turkic and Hun iron horses, the combat power is fierce, coming and going like the wind, as long as you break through one place on the defense line of the Cangwu Mountain Range, it will cause huge losses to the human race, but Uncle Shi, you see, in the city of Qingtian, do not think about the whole army and war, but everywhere singing and dancing to level, everyone is drunk and dreaming of death, can not help but worry. ”

Feng Rushan picked up the book on the table and handed it to Murong Xuefei.

"Oh, you said there was going to be a war. Besides, the soldiers are coming to block, the water is coming to cover the earth, and the war department of the human race is not eating dry rice. ”

Murong Xuefei took it and took a look, but it was a summary and photocopy of the meteorological data of Wu Yueguo and its surroundings in recent years.

"Smack!"

He Shuang, who was waiting beside him, fell to the ground with the teapot in his hand and shattered.

"Well, He Shuang, what's the matter with you?

Murong Xuefei glanced at He Shuang very strangely.

How is the harvest of spiritual plants in Fengjiabao, naturally it will also be affected by the climate, in the famine year, everyone's life is not easy, and the relationship between the small families will become more tense, some sects and families, in order to transfer the internal pressure and go to war with the outside world, it is even more common in the world of cultivating immortals, Feng Rushan has also been the leader of Fengjiabao for hundreds of years, heard about the heavy snow in the Qinke grassland, thinking of the invasion of the Turkic and Hungarian people, Murong Xuefei felt very normal.

What she didn't understand was not why Feng Rushan could think of it, but what did the Turkic and Hungarian iron horses have to do with them if they didn't invade, why did Feng Rushan eat salty radishes and worry about it, didn't he think he had enough trouble.

The Cangwu Mountains were originally the borders of human beings, or the Great Zhou Empire, large and small wars, which lasted intermittently for tens of thousands of years, and there has never been a real, long-term peace between the two races, even without this unusual blizzard, the iron cavalry of the Turkic and Hun tribes may not be idle.

"Ah, it's nothing, please forgive the lord and the wife. I, I'll go make a new pot of tea for my wife. ”

"Sir, this is ,......。 ”

He Shuang's mind was blank, and he hurriedly picked up the fragments of the teapot on the ground, and accidentally, a cut was made in his left hand, oozing a little blood.

She didn't want to be careless, but from a good bet on fighting beasts, a piece of Huoyang jade, and a heavy snowfall, how could she suddenly jump to the iron horse of the Turkic Huns, He Shuang is just a little girl without any knowledge, those military events have nothing to do with her life at all, she really can't understand why Feng Rushan has such a big jump, and she can't understand Feng Rushan's logic and ideas.

In recent years, the relationship between the human race and the Turkic and Hungarian tribes has not eased at all, whether it is the expedition of the human cavalry deep into the Qinke grassland, or the raid of the Turkic and Hungarian iron cavalry breaking into the Cangwu Mountains, they have all heard of it from time to time, but this qiē has never had much impact on the qiē of Qingtian City, at least, He Shuang can't feel it.

Luoyan Tower is a place to talk about the wind and snow, and the guests of Luoyanlou rarely talk about the Turkic and Hungarian iron horses, even in the past Gang Beast Invitational Tournament, in the box of the special guests, the Turkic and Hungarian iron horses are rarely mentioned.

"Forget about boiling tea, it's too late today, you go down first. Remember to ask Wubin to find me the latest climate change records of the Keqin grassland, the more detailed the better, as much as possible! Well, for the time being, let's start with the information of the last five hundred years, and don't think about star coins. ”

Of course, this change process is very slow, and the large cycle is often calculated in millions of years and tens of millions of years, and it is not necessary or impossible to consider the impact of this change on oneself for the life span of less than 100 years for mortals.

However, in each large climate cycle, there are large and small different microcirculation, this microcirculation, such as the average temperature rises or falls by three or five degrees, and the average precipitation increases or decreases by three or five inches, will also have a vital impact on the living beings in an area, and the time of the cycle may not be about a thousand years, this length of time, the monks at the level of Yuanying Zhenjun have to pay attention, especially in the era of alternating two cycles and drastic changes in climate, they have to be careful, Feng Rushan has been accustomed to thinking about problems from the perspective of Yuanying Zhenjun, five hundred years, for him, is not very long。

"Yes!"

"Master and wife, who the hell are they?"

First casually disposed of 3,000 gold coins, of which 1,000 gold coins were kept by themselves, and then the Turkic and Hungarian iron horses, and finally became 500 years of weather changes, and it was "temporary", He Shuang felt that his life was completely messy, and it felt like a dream, and there was no real feeling in the illusion.

Half a year ago, she was just an ordinary little courtesan, and all she was in contact with and considered all she was about what to eat at the next meal, whether she could keep a young or old guest, or the long dress worth half a blue star coin on the stall.

This night, He Shuang didn't sleep well again, and had a dream all night, but it was no longer the nightmare of "living", but a mess, the Turkic and Hungarian iron horses, and the heavy snow in the Qinke grassland.

In fact, she had never been to the Qinke steppe at all, let alone seen the Turkic and Hun cavalry.