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The deep wood tribe is on the other side of Hoshino. She came to this place after crossing Hoshino. Fengfan spent half a year sleeping in the open air. Because the silkworms were dying, she settled in Yanbu.
As for why and by whom the Deepwood Tribe was destroyed, she was unwilling to say any more.
Hearing the word Hoshino, Rong Yue was a little concerned. Originally, he had a better attitude towards craftsmen and didn't have the mentality of letting it go, but Silkworm Girl was obviously very useful and couldn't be let go.
"I can't do it for you to rebuild the tribe for the time being, let's change the request."
"...Who are you?" Sang Lu frowned.
"The leader of a very good tribe," Rong Yue pointed to Tianyang: "He sacrificed." He also pointed to himself.
Sang Lu was a little surprised: "Then why don't you stay in your own tribe?"
"To find a craftsman as capable and brave as you!"
Sanlu: "..."
She blushed and whispered, "Do you want me to live in another tribe?"
Rong Yue said of course, after listening to Sang Lu, she finally revealed her most urgent hope: "I want a place where I won't be harassed."
Rong Yue: "That's it!?"
Sanlu nodded vigorously.
Everything else in the salt department is good. The cloth she weaves can be changed to food quickly, without having to hunt hard by herself. But the downside is that there are too many people who want to marry her.
Like the grasshopper today, she was just one of many suitors. When she first came to the Salt Department, there were people outside the door even at night.
Sang Lu said sadly: "It's okay if they just pursue me. Once I refuse, they will call me ugly..."
This is too much!
Rong Yue clapped her hands: "Don't be afraid, the leader of our Xingyue tribe is very strong. One throws one, two throws one pair!"
...
That afternoon, the people in the Salt Department were surprised to find that in the center of the market, where the earthen medicine was exchanged in the morning, there was a two-person wooden pole inserted, with a person tied to the top!
That man was a poor and sour man in the tribe. He couldn't find a woman to form a contract with, and he was not active in mining. As a result, he often couldn't eat enough and looked thin.
His face was covered with dark spots, which looked terrible at first glance, his mouth was gagged, and he was whimpering.
The most terrifying thing is that so many people were sitting or walking in the market, but no one saw how he appeared there!
As if someone threw the wooden pole that tied the person out of thin air and stuck it firmly on the ground!
There were more enthusiastic people from the Salt Department, shouting to let them down, but a strange, high-pitched voice came out of nowhereโ
"Whoever lets him down will be the next one to be tied up tomorrow!"
Everyone's footsteps were hesitant.
"Who is speaking!?"
"Even so, you can't tie people up!"
"Then are you going to let it go?"
"What did he do, with black spots all over his face, could it be a silkworm girl..."
"You're crazy, Can Nu, a woman, can tie him to such a long pole and throw him here suddenly?"
"I heard that in the morning he called her ugly at the door of Cannu."
"Wow, let him tie it up, otherwise what should I do if I get really implicated..."
"Who knows if the dark spots on his face can't be washed off."
...
"Achuan?"
A sturdy man came back to his senses, hummed, and continued his steps.
Walking behind him was a young man with a high ponytail, slightly shorter and thinner, with a striking red scar on his forehead: "I don't know who did it."
The sturdy man was expressionless, with the same scar on his head as the man behind him, and said, "It's none of our business."
The two walked in silence for half the street and pushed open the door of the carpenter's sledgehammer. The moment before entering, the strong man said, "Xiao Le, don't think about it."
Xiaole opened his mouth and closed it again.
The sledgehammer's house is also very lively today, but don't know why, there is a half-person-height piece of wood standing in the middle of the yard, and the sledgehammer is bending over and knocking on it with a stone chisel, and can't see what it is doing. .
"Sledgehammer!"
Ah Chuan shouted.
The fat sledgehammer straightened up, rubbed his stomach, and shouted back, "What are you doing! Talk!"
"Come to get the stone pick from the salt cave! Are you ready!"
"Ah! There's still two more! Take the others back first!"
The courtyard was so noisy that the two of them had to shout loudly. Ah Chuan got a response and took Xiaole to a room on the left, where there were many scattered things.
They turned around for a while before they found five brand new stone picks in the corner.
Of course, the head of the stone pick is not made of a sledgehammer. It is made by the mason and handed over to the sledgehammer, and then the sledgehammer is embedded with a wooden handle.
At the beginning, the embedding was good, but then it became more and more sloppy. At this moment, A Chuan stared at the handle of the pick in his hand, and shook it.
A little loose.
Before starting to use it, it was already loose, and A Chuan's face turned black, but he couldn't say anything.
"Achuan..." Xiaole called him melancholy, Achuan patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, hugged Shi Hao and was about to leave.
Before leaving he took another look at the pillar that the sledgehammer was fiddling with.
I have the spare time to do these things, but don't have the heart to do something as important as Shi Hao well.
If it was him, he would definitely not order things from the sledgehammer again.
pity.
He will never have the chance to make another decision in this life.
A Chuan and Xiaole walked back with Shi Hao in their arms. When they passed the wooden pole, they found that more and more people were watching the fun.As they approached, Baoshu came with a group of warriors.
A Chuan pulled Xiaole and ducked into the shadows.
Baoshu shouted: "Who did it! Whoever did it, stand up!!"
"Damn it, wait for me to find out who did it and peel him off!"
He threw the spear in his hand to the ground irritably, and stepped on both feet unsatisfactorily.
The two soldiers then put the tied man down.
"What's the matter with you!? How did you get tied? What happened to your face!?"