Chapter 305: Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
"Are you going to make me bigger than those warriors' birds?" Yuan Zhan in this moment gave birth to several kinds of dark thoughts which cannot be described in the mouth, and took three deep breaths to suppress those thoughts.
"If only there had been such a contest. Maybe some lady would like to see you and wonder if there were any women in the temple." Yan Mo saw Yuan Zhan's face clearly and laughed silently. "Well, if your face is not fierce, it's frightening. Don't twist it like a ghost anymore. I'm not sure how you're going to fight with 2nd Rank's plant abilities?”
Bing looked back sensitively. He didn't know what the latter two were talking about, but Yuan Zhan's mood was absolutely not happy. That evil spirit was going to rush to the front and decapitate whoever is standing in front of it.
Dda and Ding Fei talked to the two warriors who were leading the way. They were enjoying asking and answering questions.
Ding Ning also noticed that the atmosphere between the two elders was not right, but he was trying to learn from DHe that unless their Priest DRen called him, he would be blind to everything that happened between the two.
"How do you expect me to do it?" Yuan Zhan's face was black, and he knew that the man didn't think he looked good like the Mer-people, hum!
Yan Mo looked around. After leaving the square in front of the temple, there were more people around, but noticed that there were not many people in their line of work. Some people saw them on the road and only glanced at them. When they saw their clothes and looks like people who had fights with the war beasts and so on, there was no strange place to pay attention to them.
Such an occasion is more suitable for saying some more secretive words. Yan Mo is moving towards Yuan Zhan, as if he is not strong enough to walk without him. In fact, he whispered in his ear: "you see, most plants need soil to survive, right?"
"Um." Yuan Zhan held him up. There was snow in some places on the road and it was easy to slip.
"So it's not surprising that the soil changes a little when plants attack, is it?"
Yuan Zhan heard something in that line. He was a smart man. Now he said the opposite: "As long as I take plants in my attack and let people see more plants than the soil they see, they will first a.s.sume that it is also plant abilities."
"Yes. More than that, there is a saying called "hanging sheep's head and sell the dog meat..." Well, if you know what it means, it's to make people think you're using the ability to control plants, but in fact you're still using your ability to control soil. There is also a saying called wolf in sheep's clothing. It's more insidious. I think it's more suitable for you.”
Yuan Zhan didn't look at him angrily. Even if he was really insidious, it would be very uncomfortable to be told by his lover.
Yan Mo pinched his waist. "Silly boy, I'm praising you."
"If you call me a child again, believe it or not, I will call you grandpa in bed."
Yan Mo face chilled, "... You are ruthless. Seriously, if you use plants to attack enemies, you can try to fill plants with soil or stone, which is equivalent to adding a beautiful and soft appearance to your ability to control soil. You can get a bunch of flowers and plants on top of a trap. Who can tell if the soil under the plants is doing the killing or if the plants are the ones doing the killing? Of course, this also requires a lot of testing and practice, so that people cannot see the truth.”
Yuan Zhan thinks he's serious. He's thinking seriously about new ways of killing people according to Yan Mo's ideas, and he's seriously thinking about how to teach his old man to not call him a child.
"Let me think about it again. I'll give you some ideas in the evening. I've always thought that your soil control ability is something against the weather. If it's well operated, chuck!" Yan Mo has begun to try thinking about not to mixing some poisons, and then mix Yuan Zhan in the soil, pretending to be the poison was brought by plants, so that a group of enemies can be turned over by myrrh alone.
Then Yuan Zhan asked him about his experience in the temple. They whispered all the way and unconsciously went to the Hundred-Battalion camp in north of the city.
Zi Ming had been waiting for a long time at the entrance of the Hundred-Battalion camp Street, and they separated from The Jiu Yuan People when they entered that part of the city.
Elder Hao thanked The Jiu Yuan People for his help and feared that they would be tricked when they first came to settle down and send someone to the street entrance to wait. If The Jiu Yuan People doesn't plan to stay in the Hundred-Battalion camp, take them to The Obscuri Tribesmen.
Zi Ming felt that the real warrior had to face the people and things he feared, so he grabbed them.
When he saw Ding Ning's face coming from afar, he began to blush, his heart beat faster, and his hands began to tremble a little.
Too bad! How did the symptoms get worse?
Two of the leading warriors were now familiar with Ding Fei and Dda, who was like a partner in the battle.
"Wow, it's so busy here. There are so many people." Ding Fei praised it loudly.
"We are in the city affiliated with the middle city. Tourists from all the tribes of the city come all year round. The Hundred-Battalions and the area around the neighborhood are among the busiest places in the city. Especially this winter, because Tucheng-Earth City will be selecting temple warriors, so all of our affiliated lower cities and tribes sent warriors, plus as you think, the number of people is more than ten times as many as usual, we just lead the way to death.” A warrior leading the way boasted that he seemed to complain about his misery.
"Ou!" Dda Meng slapped the warrior on the shoulder as if sympathizing with him.
The warrior was. .h.i.t with a slight desire to vomit blood, but he felt that Dda was very enthusiastic and in turn slapped him vigorously.
Another warrior saw that his brother and Dda had a good relationship, and whispered to Ding Fei: "We don't talk nonsense between brothers. I don't think you have many yuan-crystal coins. I'll take you to find a house later. When the manager asks you where you want to stay, you should talk about living in a hut."
"A hut?" Ding Fei and The life before Jiu Yuan houses appeared in the brain. They used live in a barn. Nothing is wrong. Anyway, Priest DRen called the chief an animal, but would he let Priest DRen live in a barn, too.
The warrior looked around and patted him. "Don't worry, even the shed can be good or bad. You just talk to the steward saying you want the shed, and then I'll take you to find the best one."
"Thank you, brother, you are so kind. Come on, I invite you to eat fruit. This is our specialty of The Jiu Yuan. You can't eat it anywhere else!" Ding Fei took out a handful of hawthorns from his backpack and gave them to two warriors. Priest DRen knows that he likes to eat these sweet and sour fruits. He gives them to him every morning for fun.
Dda's teeth soured when he saw the hawthorn. Ding Fei shared one of his fruit to him. He immediately shook his head and purred. Sour, he won't eat!
In winter, there are few fresh fruits, even in the Black Earth City. Not everyone can eat fresh fruits in winter. They are very happy to see the red and round fruits, no matter how delicious they are.
Yan Mo watched the lively people ahead, smiling at the corners of his mouth. He knew it would be useful to bring Ding Fei out, and he was right.
Although Ding Fei is a bit short tempered, he is very easy to get mixed up with others. He managed to be close to Xiao Hei who is wary of everyone, and even the vigilant heart of Dda can all be intimate with him.
He will not inhibit the ability of people around him, as long as they develop, he will be happy to a.s.sign them suitable positions, rather than confined them to his guardianship.
"Zi Ming? Why are you here?" Ding Ning saw Zi Ming and raised his hand to greet him.
Zi Ming... Dumb.
Seeing the Jiu Yuan and his party follow the two warriors across him, Zi Ming hurried to follow him.
Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan looked at the Hundreds-Battalions carefully all the way to see if there was anything worth learning from.
The Hundred-Battalions camp as a whole consists of two rows of long streets facing each other.
The more solemn the houses on both sides of the street are, the simpler they will be.
The stratum division is quite obvious. There is a well between the houses of each stratum, which is equivalent to dividing the houses of each stratum.
Many people looked at them along the way, but soon lost interest in them.
Slaves were sweeping the snow on the road. The slaves wore fewer clothes and shivered with cold. They could only sweep the snow more vigorously so that their bodies could generate heat.
Yan Mo thought the slaves were appointed by The Black Earth City at first. Looking carefully, he found that they were not. They seemed to belong to the place at the front. They swept only the snow in front of their houses.
The two warriors took them to an independent red-roofed stone house in the middle and told them that this was the place where the Hundred-Battalions were in charge. If they had any problems, they would come here to find someone to solve them, but whether they could solve them was another matter.
The steward was a strong man, the man looked them up and down, and asked them how many yuan-crystal coins they had with them.
Ding Fei rushed ahead to follow the instructions of the warrior who led the way, not to mention how many yuan-crystal coins he had brought, but said that they want to live in a shed.
The steward glanced at the two leading warriors and smiled, "Is that the shed? One yuan-crystal coin a day in a hut. How long are you going to stay?
Ding Fei looked at Yan Mo, who asked, "How many days will it take until the selection is over?"
"Twenty days. But I think you should pay yuan-crystal coins for five days before you waste it." The managing man sneered.
"That's five days." Yan Mo counted five yuan-crystal coins with a painful face and reluctantly handed them to the steward.
"The two of them will take you to the big hut, where you can see an empty house and pick one at random. If you break it, someone will come to charge you naturally. Go ahead!" The stewards had no desire for nonsense. They copied the marks on their dominoes and waved them away.
Yan Mo smiled. "DRen, I have something to ask if someone provokes us..."
"Why is you old man talking so much nonsense? The weak deserve to die. Next! "
Bing's face was gloomy. He is proud of his life. He can't be despised and be despised by others. At present, there is a tendency to get angry, but he looked at Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo, but he just can't bear it.
Ding Ning was steady, Ding Fei was impatient but obedient, and when Priest DRen did not say anything, he also pressed his anger.
Yan Mo held Dda's head in one hand and Yuan Zhan's arm in the other. "It's not early. Let's settle down first."
Yuan Zhan turned to him and smiled, then held him up. "Yes, DRen."
Out of the stone house, two leading warriors smiled apologetically at them. "She-San DRen is hot-tempered, but he is not bad. You will know after you have lived here for a long time that if you go to see him for anything, he may speak a little ugly, but he will also help you. Unlike She-Dan DRen...”
"Cough!" A brother coughed heavily.
The younger brother's warrior stopped immediately and said, "In short, you will find She-San DRen if you have any problems later. If you encounter someone who is in trouble with you, you can also find him if you can't fight."
Two warriors took them to the last shed at the end of the road.
"Although this shed is smaller and worn out than others, there is a well on her left and right. You can use the one on the right so that you don't have to fight for the well with the one next to it. And it's just broken outside, solid inside. It's just been rebuilt by slaves this year, warmer than any other shed. The war beasts shed and the slave shed behind were also separated from others, so that they could have fewer lives. The only drawback is that the walls a bit noisy during the day because it is closer to the trading market at the end of the road.
Yan Mo carelessly looked at the big wall. The house was made of wood. It was not good, but it was more s.p.a.cious than the tent. It was cold. The repaired traces could also be seen in it. Thinking that the two warriors had not lied, he tremblingly took out several yuan-crystal coins and stuffed them into the hands of the two warriors.
Two warriors accepted it generously, and one man said, "I'll ask She-San DRen to take care of you more."
Before they left, the two warriors warned them about several things, including about them never losing their dominoes.
Ding Fei and Dda have been sending them out.
Yuan Zhan waved out a chair for Yan Mo to sit down and took Bing to see the hut.
Yan Mo took off his shoes and rubbed his feet in a chair. He walked too far and his feet hurt. Looked at Jiu Feng. He's already asleep in his arms.
Ding Ning came up to rub him, was patted on the head and pushed aside, he asked him to light the fire , and he let Zi Ming sit around all the way, not knowing what he was going to do.
Zi Ming looked around and ran to help Ding Ning.
Ding Fei and Dda also came back to help clean the house. Yan Mo was in charge of providing tools and materials. He wanted to help, but he was either by being pushed down by this person or by being persuaded to sit down by that person.
Yuan Zhan came back and commented, "Those two people are right. The house looks broken on the outside, but it's still strong inside. It's not ventilated. It's dark." The experience of building a house has been built, and the quality of the house can be judged by two glances.
Bing didn't come back. He went to arrange for the beast.
"It's too cold in the room. Make a dragon stove and destroy it when you leave." As soon as Yan Mo sat down, he felt a little cold. The old man's body really made him suffer a lot.
Yuan Zhan did nothing but raise his hand, and he did not do much. The biggest one cross-shaped earthen dragon stove popped in the room where they were staying. He sank the fire pool a little so that the smoke could enter the earth dragon.
Zi Ming also said he was going out to find dry the firewood for them. Yan Mo shook his hand and took out a basket of coal and handed it to Ding Ning.
The house soon warmed up, and the shed had no windows. Yuan Zhan, following Yan Mo's instructions, opened a small hole above the door for ventilation.
Zi Ming stares. What are those black stones? Why can they burn?
Ding Ning looked at his amazed look and laughed. "That's the magic power of our Mo DRen, who prayed to our ancestors for the blessing of the Jiu Yuan People. Because of these black stones, the Jiu Yuan People are no longer afraid of the cold in winter.”
Zi Ming looked at the only old man sitting in a chair with more awe.
Ding Fei, diligent and distressed by their Priest DRen, watched over the house clean up, took two buckets and went outside to fetch water. He wanted to boil water for Priest DRen to soak his feet.
Dda grabbed his bucket and went out with him.
Yan Mo's body warmed up and just wanted to ask Zi Ming what he was doing, he heard Dda's roar outside the door. Looks like someone knocked over their bucket?
Yan Mo looked up and heard a very mild but strange voice outside the house: "Who are you? This shed has been fixed for us for a long time. Didn't anyone tell you about it?
"Who are you? The warriors who brought us here before did not say that it had been settled down. When we came in, there was dust everywhere.” Ding Fei's voice.
"Which tribe do you belong to? You don't even know She-Dan DRen? She-Dan DRen said that the shed had been set, that it had been set, you, move out immediately! "
Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo look at each other, She-Dan DRen? Isn't that the name mentioned slightly in the mouth of the two leading warriors? Seems like a tough character?
They didn't expect to see the She-Dan DRen so soon.
"I'll see it."
"I'll go with you." Yan Mo also rose from his chair.