Thank you for the tip from the Battle of the Dragons brothers......

There is a mountain in front of me, not too high, but more than twenty meters high.

A small herd of dozens of cattle was driven in a panic and ran up the mountain road. Behind them, the ghosts-like Indians were chasing after them, whose faces were completely spitting paint.

The herd of cattle was chased in a panic, and they fled as if they were going crazy along the obviously artificially modified mountain paths.

But there was a cliff in front of him, and the crazy bison couldn't hold their legs, and jumped off the cliff one after another.

The boulders below were abrupt, the rocks and soil had already turned brownish-red, and one buffalo after another fell. Flesh flew, slowly seeping into the rocks beneath him.

This is the Stream of Death, but it has another name, which is called the Ox Jumping Cliff.

Throughout the continent, Indians have hunted bison in this way for thousands of years, leaving behind countless abandoned streams of death.

Then, another herd of bison was chased up the hill and jumped off the cliff in a panic.

The Indians, who had been waiting for a long time, began to skillfully drag away the bison carcasses, and then peeled them and gutted them.

Everything is so skillful, the division of labor and cooperation, slaughtering these bison like a machine.

Wen Fei asked, "Why is our tribe not using this method before?"

But the samurai leader Iron Hammer said, "This method will damage the cowhide ......."

A simple sentence made Master Wen suddenly realize. I see. Sure enough, it is economic interests that determine everything.

For the traditional Indians who hunted for these hunts, the most important thing was the bison, and everything else was incidental.

But for these tribes of the Aziman, who began to trade with the outside world. Furs that can be exchanged for goods from the colonists are what really matter.

The bison jumped off the cliff, and sure enough, a lot of the hides would be broken and worthless.

What's more, these traditional tribes still hold primitive bone and stone weapons, and their power is limited. Hunting is more efficient in this way. But with a large number of iron weapons, such slaughter efficiency would not be much lower.

The whole hunting process. It lasted three days. Except for a small number of bison that escaped from the ascension, more than 20,000 bison were slaughtered in the stream of death.

Even the Indians themselves have rarely seen such a large-scale killing. Usually the scale of hunting thousands of heads is enough to be large!

"Our wizard said. It's getting more and more dangerous, so we're joining forces for such a massive hunt this time. When that's all done, our tribe will migrate west!"

One of the leaders said this to Wen Fei.

When he said this, even if the Great Celestial Master hadn't been able to see the turmoil in the Sea of Haotian Yuan Qi with his own eyes. But you can imagine it. What a storm.

People kill the machine, and the dragon and snake take off. The prelude to the great era is about to be unveiled in front of us, and you can see how brilliant and magnificent it is. It affected tens of millions of people, and countless tribes became extinct. The catastrophe is unimaginable.

These tribes thought they would escape the catastrophe by migrating to more remote places in the west. But I don't know that Lu Dao is still lingering for hundreds of years at most. When it came time to pan for gold in the west, there were still corpses all over the field. Few people were able to escape.

The slaughtering, skinning and tanning of tens of thousands of bison is a large-scale project. Even if several tribes work together, it will take at least a long time.

The Great Celestial Master didn't have so much time to waste here, so he returned to the Jiashi Lu Realm.

As soon as she saw Zhao Lan, Zhao Lan complained: "I'm tired of filming, it's not fun at all!"

Wen Fei didn't bother to pay attention to her, just smiled and said to Zhao Ning, "What do you think?"

Zhao Ning thought about it: "It's okay, but I don't like the story made by the director." ”

"Yes, when the book written by my Lan Lan is adapted into a movie, then you can shoot it as you want!" Zhao Lan smiled and hugged Zhao Ning's shoulders.

The horse-faced director who was not famous in later generations is also a talent. In less than a week, some shots were re-shot. It is indeed mostly the footage of the two sisters of the Zhao family.

Now that the film has been completed, there will be a few days of post-production at most, and it will be released.

"I can't wait for the film to be screened!" Zhao Lan wanted to regret again: "My vacation is here, I'm going back!"

Wen Fei was overjoyed: "You want to go back, great, when?"

Zhao Ning pursed his lips and smiled: "I also want to go back with Lan Lan." ”

Wen Fei was a little dumbfounded, originally thinking that Zhao Lan was gone. I could make love with Zhao Ning for a few days, but I didn't expect that there would be such a show.

But that's fine, you can do something serious. The love of children is just a long life, and some of the spices in the countless wonders are not the main thing.

Wen Fei thought about it and said, "I also have to go back and deal with the affairs at home, but I won't be able to leave for a few days." I can't send you back!"

Zhao Lan smiled: "Yes, your hairy son-in-law is doing really well." I haven't even seen Lao Taishan and my mother-in-law, so I deceived my family Ningning!"

Wen Fei and Zhao Ning looked at each other and smiled, and Wen Fei said, "In a few days, I will go to your house to find you!"

Zhao Ning nodded lightly and said "um". looked at Wen Fei with a smile and said, "I'm afraid my father will beat you out!"

Wen Fei Ha Da smiled: "I don't believe that my father-in-law would cross the river and tear down the bridge like this!"

Seeing off the two sisters, Wen Fei was busy in Mingzhu for another three or four days. Inform Wan Daoxin that another batch of new bison hides will arrive, and let him hurry up and build a leather factory.

The two sides have already decided to jointly invest in the construction of a factory in the mainland on the other side of the river.

At this time, although there were not as many preferential policies as when the special zone was first established, the land was almost given away for nothing.

But at this time, the SAR was not yet full. There are still a lot of discounts.

But Wan Daoxin wants to build the factory in his hometown and return to his hometown. Wen Fei naturally can understand, not to mention that after a few years, environmental awareness has risen, and the relocation of the factory is impossible, so he agreed.

All of this was planned by Wandao Xinpai. Master Wen couldn't spare much energy here.

However, Wan Zongze continued to fall asleep for three or four days, and after waking up, his personality changed greatly and he became silent. Hiding at home, rarely going out, and even beginning to take the initiative to learn opportunities.

This made Wan Daoxin even more relieved, and turned his son back as a prodigal son, but he didn't know that Lu Dao's body had changed his soul.

Even, Master Wen was still thinking that even if he knew the Dao, he wouldn't care. For this kind of veteran character, as long as the body is born by himself, as long as he is born and can inherit the family business, the soul living in the body is really not important.

Many times, Master Wen felt that this idea was not unreasonable. After all, the bloodline gene is still a physical thing, and it really has nothing to do with the soul.

I set up a company in Mingzhu, invited two shrewd employees, and arranged some things.

Master Wen returned to the Yi Shi Lu Realm again, only to find that several tribes were still dealing with these bison. Large pieces of bison meat are cut and exposed to the sun to remove the moisture and make jerky.

There is also the tanning of leather, and all kinds of bones are used as tools. The whole place was like a huge slaughterhouse, and the smell of blood was everywhere. Even the Feiyun Department couldn't bear it anymore and began to help.

This is like an old man who has been idle all his life, even if he is connected to live in the urban community, he is not idle, and he always has to be busy with something, which is comfortable.

Although Master Wen had already broken through the corpse mountain and sea of blood, he didn't care too much about such a scene. But I don't want to stay in this place where the blood is too heavy.

He remembered that there seemed to be a vein in the vicinity, and after two days of careful searching, he actually found it. At this cliff, there is actually an iron mine, although it doesn't seem to be too large. But the burial is not deep and can be excavated.

Seeing that the days were going on here, Master Wen had an idea to spend the winter here.

When Master Wen returned to Qingshan Town from Mingzhu, he had been away for more than two months.

Compared with the vitality of the pearl, and the vitality of the special zone on the other side. Qingshan Town, however, seems lifeless and unchanged.

Fortunately, Wen Fei has been away for so long, and no new news has come. Slowly, things like the wealth of the Wenda Heavenly Master fell from the cusp of the storm. No longer obtrusive.

In a small town where the annual tax revenue may only be a few hundred thousand, owning more than ten times the property is really too eye-catching.

However, fortunately, the incense of the Dazun Temple is gradually flourishing. A little golden light faintly appeared on the statue of the god enshrined.

The two invited five-guarantee households, although they are not young. But the spirit is not bad, all day long in the Taoist temple to watch incense, cleaning, cooking and the like. It's suitable, too!

Wen Fei secretly said in his heart that there is no nursing home in this Qingshan Town. It's better to have my Dazun Temple to do it, it won't cost much anyway. But it is to do good deeds and accumulate virtues, and it can win the hearts of many people.

Speaking of which, this kind of thing. Since ancient times, it has been supervised by the government and the temple and Taoist temple.

"Wen Dao is good," Lao Luo and Lao Li, the two invited Wubao households, greeted each other when they saw Wen Da Heavenly Master coming back.

Wen Fei snorted, and didn't see any trace of Ding Li, so he asked, "What about the kid?"

The two looked at each other and said, "We thought that the Taoist chief rushed back when he heard the news, but it turned out that it wasn't." Ding Li's leg was broken and he was hospitalized!"

"Hospitalized?" Wen Fei furrowed his eyebrows, and a wave of anger appeared in his heart. Ding Li's kung fu is good, how could he break his leg for no reason? Is he being bullied? (To be continued......