Mozun is forced to farm

Chapter 58

Xie Xuechen really didn't lie.

When he opened the box of demon pills, what he saw was indeed a whole box of beads gleaming with strange lights. Some of the demon pills seemed to be newly gouged out this year.

But even for the well-informed Mozun himself, this is the first time in his life to see the superb counterfeiting craftsmanship of human craftsmen.

The whole box swayed and rattled, and [-]% of the demon pill Neidan Blood Soul Pill overflowing with aura was a fine imitation.

What rain flower stone, agate amber, fancy pigeon blood sapphire, wrapped in several layers of fake blubber oil, can actually simulate the fishy smell left in the internal organs vividly——

At first glance, they are all real. Only by pinching them one by one can we see the key points inside.

Fine, one by one is really too fine.

The old man wants to live forever and expects to dominate the world, so he is naturally willing to throw money everywhere for such a new thing.

Can money really buy these things?

How can it be so easy to find a big monster and fierce ghost with real cultivation?If you find it, you can make people put all the alchemy in a box like a mahjong set, and let them enjoy it all?

I'm afraid the first few were true, and gradually the half true and the half false were mixed together. Later, he found that he didn't understand the common sense of alchemy, so he simply did it in a flashy manner.

When the Mozun shook the box, many gemstones shone brightly in the dim light.

It is precious in the world, but it is not half good for life.

They were all packaged and fabricated into pills with mysterious origins, and in the end they were locked into the depths of the mausoleum and offered up in a precious and precious place. It can be seen how much benefit those handlers who are intertwined in the profit chain have received.

Let's talk a little bit, let's not talk about the master who was so scared that he jumped on the beam like a monkey, but Mr. Xiao, whose dreams were all shattered, is like a thunderbolt at this moment, and he can't stand on the edge of the table at all.

Before he met Xie Xuechen, he had hoarded the army, horses and weapons in his hands, and he had the dragon mausoleum to build momentum, and he seemed to be close to the door in all aspects.

Unexpectedly, the brilliant future that seems to be crystal clear, in the end, is nothing but rock sugar scum, which can be broken into pieces with one bite.

"Impossible, impossible—" the old man was so panicked that his eyes were red, and he yelled again at the master on the roof: "This is the demon pill you collected for me. Where is the real thing? I ask you, where is it?" where??"

The master still wanted to run away, but he didn't expect that the black-robed monster would roll his fingers to the ground, his tailbone almost split in two, screaming in pain.

Xie Xuechen looked down at his expression, and understood a little more.

"He still has half a pill in his stomach, and it will take four or five months to fully digest it. The amount is small, but it's the real thing."

"You, you!!" Mr. Xiao kicked his master to the ground, then turned his head to look at the blueprint of Lin Zhu's painting circle, with a sad and half smile on his face, and finally revealed a rare insight: "You're going to blow up this mausoleum, aren't you?"

He once thought that he had countless powers in his hands, and his followers were like a cloud of wealth. Today, when he woke up from the dream, he realized that he had nothing.

As for the rebellion, I am afraid that it is like a joke in the capital. It is not that there are no flaws from the beginning until today, but that the high-ranking people are too lazy to interfere!

In the mausoleum of Ronghua, which is doomed to collapse, most of the boxes have no public fake pills.

Everything is fake, fake! !

Just as Lin Zhu was about to speak, Xiao Sha suddenly yanked him away from the flying wine glass, and the two almost fell to the ground.

Before they could react, Mr. Xiao laughed maniacally on the spot, and started tearing the scroll without hesitation, smashing the chair and cup, his hair disheveled as if possessed by a demon.

Anger was raging in his heart, and when all kinds of truths were revealed, he was stimulated step by step until his mind was completely confused, and he seemed to be out of his mind!

Xiao Sha was used to being a fool who was laughed at and scolded by everyone, how could he expect to see his own father turned into a lunatic today, and it was too late to make trouble.

Even the cold tea splashed on the old man's robe, he ran out madly all the way, seeing some servants coming to stop him, but the situation is over, even if he invites the best doctor, he may not be able to save him.

The second young master looked at the mess on the ground, with a tear on his face, he wanted to cry but couldn't cry, and finally wiped his face with his hand.

"I'll go back and talk to my elder brother and let him take care of my father."

Lin Zhu nodded, glanced at Xie Xuechen, had a tacit understanding with him, and said, "I'm afraid we will release all the labor slaves you imprisoned."

"And this mausoleum, I'm afraid it will all be blown up, so that no future troubles will be left."

Xiao Sha had already calmed down, as if he accepted these things very quickly, and also seemed like a fool without much emotion.

"I just went back and talked to my elder brother, and then I shaved off my hair and went home, and found a place to ferry myself."

"If I can see you again in the future, it will be God's care."

When he said these words, he was not at all like the childish and ignorant one before, but he also laughed, as if the person in the situation was finally relieved.

"My father wants to come to the capital, and my brother wants to strategize, that's all their business."

"From now on, I just want to walk around, pick up a few beautiful autumn leaves, and take a look at the snow in early winter. Maybe I will starve to death next year."

Su Hongxiu watched the whole process, and refrained from saying, do you want to come and farm, and respect the child's final choice.

It's good to be a monk, as soon as possible, you can find out and forget the customs as soon as possible.

As soon as the overall situation settled down, Xiao Sha also left in a sedan chair, and the entire Candle Mountain was completely released from the confinement, and the song came to an end.

Craftsmen and labor slaves were naturally the first batch of candidates who cheered and rushed to the house of the stewards to find some money and clothes, and then fled separately, fearing that they would be caught if they were too late to live a dark and miserable life.

They scattered like flying swallows, everyone was running towards the foot of the mountain, dust and sand were raised along the way, and some people began to sing loudly.

The stewards who were in charge of whipping and shouting every day also reacted, watching all the sudden changes in panic and dullness, not knowing where to go from now on.

Some people gathered in twos and threes to go to the Xiao Mansion to find other errands, and some followed the craftsmen to pack up their belongings and go home quickly.

The huge fortifications, huge stone logs, which were about to become part of the Glorious Mausoleum yesterday, are now scattered everywhere silently, like giant forgotten beasts.

Within an hour, most of the people in the mountain had run away, and the rest were starting one after another, and some people came over to thank them specially.

Xie Mingyan looked at everything here and sighed.

"Let me tell you, if you dare to tie you here, who knows what will happen."

Even though the master ran away alive, he probably won't have a better life in the future, and maybe he will be sought revenge by the young master.

"I just listened to Lin Zhu's words and came to pick you up with him. Now that it's all over, I have to clean up the floor and put all the mess back."

Xie Xuechen was always sitting on a high place, watching everyone's whereabouts since the lifting of the ban, as if recalling many things about Wangshidu.

After being nagged by his brother, he finally realized that Zhushan Mausoleum has not been settled yet.

"Just fry it, throw all the stones and woods in, and fry one piece to clean it up."

Xie Ming smiled but didn't laugh: "You're afraid that the mountain god won't come to us for tea in the middle of the night, aren't you?"

Lin Zhu shivered: "I'll go and count, we should demolish what should be demolished."

"Then you can call the government directly, so many things are worth a lot of money..." Lin Shuangjin looked tired: "Move them all away, we don't want to go home today."

Mozun was melancholy for a while on the high place, but he was still reluctant to come down.

"Actually, I originally wanted to catch a good craftsman here and go back to rebuild the mansion."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

really.

You weren't kidnapped here at all, you thought about going back with something from the very beginning! !

Lin Zhu stiffened in the middle of laughing: "Arrest, one?"

"I knew I was wrong," Xie Xuechen said bravely, "I stayed in Wangshidu for too long before, and I didn't treat everyone other than me as extraordinary."

Before he left Lin's courtyard, his thinking was not much different from that of Mr. Xiao.

There are high and low people, and the noble enslaves the humble, and everything should be taken for granted.

Instead, it was a steamed stuffed bun, who suddenly pulled him out of those things that should be taken for granted.

It was as if the drowning person was suddenly pulled out of the lake, and he suddenly smelled a mouthful of clear air, so that his consciousness became a little confused.

Many things that should be taken for granted are wrong from the beginning, just like the poor and the poor should have eaten two fresh meat buns and drank a large bowl of lard porridge.

Xie Xuechen admitted his mistake, even if he didn't fully say it, Lin Zhu could understand almost everything.

He nodded, becoming much more relaxed.

"In fact, there is no need to hire a particularly good craftsman."

"We build houses and yards by ourselves, but it's interesting to accumulate and choose a little bit."

The scholar wanted to tell a lot of his plans, and when he answered the conversation now, his eyes were like clear streams when he smiled.

"Liu Shi, think about it, if you become the shopkeeper of Sanshou, of course you can invite [-] craftsmen butlers to come over and arrange everything for you quickly and meticulously."

"But no matter how well it is built, it is only a good yard, not your home."

"Instead, we stopped and went, bought a suitable wool blanket here, picked up a silk embroidered ironed sheet there, pieced together and accumulated the whole house, and then you walked into the courtyard room When I saw everything, I would think of what happened every day, where I went and who I saw."

"At this point, maybe going home is going home."

Xie Xuechen wanted to agree after hearing half of it.

He seems to be easy to coax, even if he doesn't get anything, Lin Zhu will say a few words politely, as if those things are not important.

The Mozun hadn't made a statement yet, and politely waited for his scholar to finish his plan, and the people next to him were elated when they heard it.

"That's a good point! I can't live in that Zihai Bieyuan! It's all demolished!!"

"I just don't think the embroidered building feels cold at all. It really doesn't work if you don't buy the carpet yourself!"

"Lin Zhuzhu!! Take me one!!"

Xie Xuechen's face darkened and he wanted to explode: "Is it because the land next door is not enough for you?"

Lin Shuangjin made a decisive decision: "That's right! Can't we form a team!! After the decoration is finished, we'll see who does it well!!"

Lin Zhu almost didn't hug her in one breath, and only recovered after hearing her rescue.

The next four will definitely take his life directly, and it is enough to stay at home with a demon king.