Eighteen twists

The scorching sun is scorching, and perhaps the reincarnation of life is about to come to an end. The cicadas on the lush trees around them are shouting harder than ever. This song of the doomsday mourning makes the monks who are already listless on the village building become more anxious and depressed. The heat waves in the air make them curse. When the water in their bodies is evaporating, they are gradually eliminating their patience and sharpness. They stare at the river close at hand, and think of the happy days that jumped into the heat some time ago to cool down. At this moment, someone shouted: "Everyone is on guard, there is an enemy attack."

The "Wuduwudu" from the horns ignited the anger in the bodies of the monks around them like stimulants. Everyone was ready to rub their hands and bent their bows and prepared arrows. These turtle grandsons who attacked but did not hit them kept them sleeping and eating for several days in a row. This time they had to suffer a little.

When his big shiny heads appeared on the city paper, they saw a strange scene. In the middle of the river that was a single arrow, a large black wooden boat floated slowly, but the entire hull was covered by large wooden boards. Even if he stood on the city paper and watched from above, he knew nothing about the situation inside the ship. It was the first time that the enemy launched such a surprise attack during the day. Perhaps it was enough to have had enough of the other party's constant provocation. Wang Dalei, the leader of the monks on the city paper, shouted to the monks who were also curious about all this: "Go and push the crossbow over the bed. I will shoot it myself and sink it."

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement around. The large black-topped wooden boat was getting closer and closer. Wang Dalei was completely angry. He turned around and was about to howl, but saw several monks slowly coming with a few pieces of burnt wood.

"You thieves, I ask you to push the crossbow and use these pieces of rotten wood to fool the ghosts. I have to wait for me to get angry..."

Before Wang Dalei, whose face became increasingly ugly, became angry. A bold monk stepped forward and couldn't help but tell the truth: "Senior Brother, why did you forget this? When those turtles burned the city tower into a pile of charcoal a few days ago, the bed crossbow was too bulky. Before he could rescue it, it turned into coke with the wood on the gate tower. If you want a bed crossbow, we can only bring this for you."

Wang Dalemu stared at the pile of black charcoal in a daze, and his face turned black into the bottom of the pot in an instant. He had nowhere to vent his snatch of a monk next to him, and he snatched the arrow, pulled the string, bent the bow, and took off his hands. He almost finished in one go: "Shoot me and shoot these turtle sons into sieve."

As soon as the boss said, the monks who were already holding a fire in their hearts followed suit. The big black fish-like wooden boat that had already been in the range became a living target for everyone. The sound of buzzing and stringing around it became a whole lot. The side of the big boat near the city tower at the end of the distance was quickly filled with arrows. The big wooden boat that had lost its balance quickly became shaking, like a drunk man, at any time, in danger of overturning. What puzzled everyone was that, except for the tinkling sound of the arrow rain, no figure appeared in the wooden boat from beginning to end. Wang Dalei, who seemed to have a premonition that something was right, let the monks fire three-wheeled arrow rain, let everyone stop. At this moment, he stared at the hedgehog with a breath of breath and quietly waiting for the development of the situation.

Suddenly, a burst of black smoke rose from the center of the black-topped ship. Not only did the monks around him, but even Wang Dalei panicked. He roared like a lion: "Prepare the bucket, the enemy's fire attack is coming again."

The first city certificate was in a mess, and it was obvious that the fires of these days left a large shadow in their hearts. When everyone was up and down, they were in a mess, and nervously placed a row of wooden barrels filled with water neatly behind the city certificate, the black smoke that had originally emerged from the big wooden boat had long disappeared. It was supposed to rush to the gatehouse and even stopped in place, like a black stone emerging from the water, which drew a huge question mark on everyone's head.

"How did I smell the scent of meat?"

"Which turtle dares to barbecue at this critical moment? I peeled him alive." Wang Dalei's thunderous explosion made the monks around him look around curiously, trying to find the culprit and let the boss rectify the Dharma on the spot. He just looked around, but found nothing, making everyone more confused.

"Look, they are pulling arrows."

Sure enough, the side where the black ship was approaching the city card was instantly dismantled by ghost-like shadows from somewhere. Several wooden boards that were originally full of arrows were removed. The people were pulling out the arrows shot by the monks from the boards, and then piled them neatly on the side. The most incredible thing is that at some point in the center of the big wooden boat, there was a large iron basin with sparks on it. There was a large iron net on the iron basin. Above the iron net were piled with pieces of roasted smell, and the golden roasted meat inside was burnt, so that it was tender and tender.

The man couldn't help swallowing. Just when Wang Dalei didn't know whether he should continue to fire the fourth round of arrow rain, a strange scene appeared. The people on the black ship actually used the arrowheads that were originally weapons to skewers on pieces of raw meat, and started barbecue with a smile on the big brazier. Wang Dalei, who saw this scene, was about to get angry. Now he was not shooting arrows, nor was he not shooting arrows. Looking at Hadazi, who could not hold back in the mouths of the people around him, he picked up a bucket of water and poured it on the monks around him. He knew better than anyone that the more he needed to calm down the moment.

The current situation is not for them. The materials outside the mountain are sent to the mountains every other month, and now they are blocked at the door. Although the other party cannot attack and cannot go out, the other party comes to set a fire from time to time. Just feeding the Yi people who rebuilt the gatehouse is enough for them to eat a pot. The food on hand was originally limited, and the porridge in the pot was getting thinner, and the work of the listless Yi people was not reduced at all. The most annoying thing was that the superiors did not give them a grain of food at all, so that they could solve it themselves. Now these rich men with copper coins have fallen into a miserable situation where they have almost no food to eat. In a short time, this gatehouse may be destroyed.

"Damn it, they actually have ice."

"Let me see, I see, that's not it. It's really ice, I've seen it in winter."

This was a complete explosion among the monks. If the barbecue just now made them feel a little incredible, the ice cubes in front of them were enough to make them feel that all this seemed to be in a dream. In the weather that almost turned people into dried meat during the dog days, the preciousness of the ice is self-evident.

Han Shizhong also received some extra benefits when he made the "urinary cannon". After the urine and sulphur were put into the water, a thin layer of ice crystals quickly formed on it. The more ice crystals were placed, the more ice crystals it was, and finally it condensed into pieces of real ice. It was boring to siege the city and fight for help anyway. It would be better to find something more boring to pass the time, use their arrows to skewers in front of the enemy, eat iced fruits, and drink ice sour plum soup. If the other party is not angry to death, he will probably be mad.

However, Han Shizhong seemed to completely underestimate the shamelessness of these monks on the city paper. Just as Han Shizhong and his group on the black ship were living a life of gods leisurely, the monks around Wang Dalei became lively.

"It's worth it if I'm going to have a brazier barbecue and drink a glass of sour plum soup in such a ghost weather."

"Damn it, I feel uncomfortable when I see it. What a terrible battle this is going to be a farmer, so it's better to go home and be a farmer."

The sound of swallowing saliva around him became louder and louder. He stared at the distance and poured the cold sour plum soup down his throat. The monks' throats seemed to start to get angry, and the heart fire became stronger and stronger, and it seemed that they could not be cleaned up soon.

"Open the price, your skewers and the iced sour plum soup."

The monks looked back and found that the brave guy who said this was Wang Dalei. As soon as the boss said, the monks around him looked at him with gratitude, which instantly improved Wang Dalei's image in the minds of the people. Some people even shouted "Boss' mighty". In fact, Wang Dalei knew better than anyone else that if he didn't stand up at the critical moment, the team would be unable to lead in the future. If the other party did not respond, he would point the finger at the other party, which would be helpful to encourage everyone's morale, and then he would revive this game of death. No matter what the final outcome was, he was confident that these people would definitely fight with him until the last moment.

"I'm afraid you can't afford it." The person on the big black ship replied casually.

"If you have something, you have a price. You can't afford to buy our own saliva, and you will never be embarrassed in front of you."

"Don't blame me for collecting this string too expensive. This is the only one within 180 miles. As for this iced sour plum soup, I am in a good mood, so I will give it to you as an extra." The monks were stunned. The iced sour plum soup that might have sold at a sky-high price has now become a gift. If you tell me this strange thing today, who will believe in the future? Just as everyone was quietly waiting for the other party to offer the price, the other party looked around for a week and said slowly: "The higher the price will be."

Before Wang Dalei could stop him, the sound of bidding around him turned into a circle: "Twenty-Two-Wen."

"You might as well go home to drink milk. That thing is not expensive, so it's embarrassing to the master." The monk who offered to the bid was directly involved in the crowd and never showed up again.

"One hundred words."

"I'm sending the beggar, buying a bone for a dog is more than that price."

"Five hundred texts."

The people on the boat turned around and chewed the lot directly, and the sighs sounded around him.

"Your Excellency is having fun with us. Can you be a little sincere? Everyone is still waiting to eat skewers and drink sour plum soup."

"We don't lack money, we want people."

The monks on the city paper looked at each other and finally turned their eyes to Wang Dalei, who was also not sure what the other party was selling.

"A skewer of barbecue, a cup of iced sour plum sauce for one Yi people, three Yi people exchange four skewer of barbecue, four skewer of iced sour plum sauce, six Yi people exchange ten skewer of barbecue, and ten skewer of iced sour plum sauce."

Wang Dalei was originally a bandit who could not read a big word. Now he was completely surrounded by him and could not count it with ten fingers. Just when he scratched his ears and didn't know what to do, a monk with a small eye next to him immediately reminded: "Senior Brother, this is a good deal. It was originally a burden for the Yi people to stay here. Now he has solved their urgent needs and we have made a lot of money."

Wang Dalei was suddenly awakened by the other party, but he still asked worriedly: "What should I do if the boss blames him in the future?"

"I just said that I was swallowed into my stomach by everyone."

This pun made Wang Dalei be determined to eat the weight and directly said: "I will accept this deal, I will change to a hundred Yi people first."

Just as the city paper was thundering, the people on the boat stared at the other party and said coldly: "You say you can change as much as you want. I don't have that much food to support them yet. I just want to buy a few Yi people to serve me. I will only change ten today, and I will talk about it tomorrow."
Chapter completed!