Shennong Sequence

Chapter 48: Bony Fingers, Gongshu Family's Skilled Craftsman

The puddle of spiritual power under the illumination of the rune also expanded a little, growing to a volume about the size of a basin.

After everything had changed, Zhao Yun once again looked at the precious land in the southeast corner of the valley where he was with satisfaction.

"My dear, wait for me.

When I have free time tomorrow, I will definitely come here to visit you again and continue to practice Black Evil Wind!"

Then he looked at the position of the sun, judged the time, and prepared to go back to continue raising horses.

When Zhao Yun walked out of the valley, he looked at the green grass by the roadside. His heart moved. He took a deep breath and blew hard at the grass by the roadside.

The black evil wind rune in his sea of ​​consciousness flickered slightly, absorbing a bit of mental power, and then a gust of black, eerie wind blew out from between his mouth and nose.

A black wind blew past, robbing the grass and trees of their vitality, turning them withered and yellow in an instant!

Then the black wind returned to the black evil wind rune in his sea of ​​consciousness through his mouth and nose.

This kind of feedback actually increased the progress value of the Black Evil Wind skill a little bit.

It's really amazing.

After Zhao Yun walked away, a small finger bone suddenly slipped out from the mud in the southeast corner of the valley, where Zhao Yun had just stood.

Looking at Zhao Yun's receding figure, he trembled in anger like a caterpillar.

Then, it trembled and moved forward like a caterpillar, fleeing far away from the soil and fleeing towards the quieter and colder place in the mountains.

Subsequently, the southeast corner of this remote valley, after losing the suppression of the white bone knuckles, was illuminated by the bright light of the rising sun. The remaining negative energy quickly dissipated and disappeared as if it had met its nemesis.

This place has also become a dull and ordinary place.

Zhao Yun strolled leisurely on the winding grass path and cast the Black Evil Wind three times again. The green grass and trees around him instantly turned yellow and fell down, creating a bleak scene.

Then, the black wind that had devoured the vitality of the plants and trees was once again swallowed up by Zhao Yun.

Not only did it return a bit of mental power and vitality, but even the progress value of the 'Black Evil Wind' skill was steadily rising.

In Zhao Yun's mind, profound insights into the various miraculous uses of the Black Evil Wind came one after another.

The realization of the wonderful Dharma naturally made him feel content and satisfied.

Then he swung the sickle in his hand, cleanly and neatly cut off the yellow grass blocking the road, and then strode forward.

When he walked down the mountain, Liu Ming on the other side was still working hard at the hoeing, sweating profusely.

"Come on bro, see you tonight!"

Zhao Yun waved happily and shouted loudly.

"Haha, we'll see each other tonight. May you and I soar with the wind like the great roc!"

Liu Ming straightened up, leaned on his hoe, waved to Zhao Yun who was walking away, and then immersed himself in the sacred and solemn ceremony of land reclamation once again.

Zhao Yun returned empty-handed, having failed to capture any prey.

When he reached the back door of the garrison, the two soldiers guarding the door were still sneering and speaking harshly to him.

Zhao Yun knew clearly in his heart that these two soldiers must be connected with the person who wanted to harm him behind the scenes.

Otherwise, how could Zhao Liang, who comes from the same village and has the same surname, bring people here to intercept me in the afternoon?
However, as big things were approaching, he had to be humble and not take this little thing to heart.

As long as he can enter and leave the guard post freely and does not delay him from completing the ninth level ritual of the farmer, he will not care about the gains and losses for the time being.

Zhao Yun returned to the stable and gently stroked the mare. Through spiritual communication, he communicated with the mare about his plan to take her out for a gallop in the afternoon. Hiss!

The excited little mare neighed happily and rubbed her furry head against his shoulders.

Zhao Yun patted the mare, turned back to the front yard, and put the bow, arrows, sickle and other items away.

My eyes fell on the three pheasants that had survived last night's battle, and I couldn't help but sigh at their tenacious vitality.

But its life span ends here!

Zhao Yun picked up three pheasants curled up together, but did not immediately cut open their stomachs and remove the internal organs. Instead, he wrapped them in mud and made them into beggar's chickens.

Instead, he carried the pheasant and quietly left the horse prison, came to the logistics warehouse, and found Li Zhiguang.

Zhao Yun raised the pheasant in his hand and said:

"Brother Li, please do me a small favor."

When Li Zhiguang saw the three pheasants in Zhao Yun's hand, he was confused for a moment. He didn't know what Zhao Yun came here for.

However, he heard from the adults in his family this morning that Zhao Yun was a lucky man. He actually made old man Sun embarrassed and run to Li Sinong to ask for the Daotong Pill.

You never know when there will be another like-minded person joining us.

So, small things are easy to deal with, and after careful consideration, if big things are not too difficult, I can also help...

"Brother Zhao, tell me, as long as I can help, I will definitely help you."

Zhao Yun said:
"It's a small matter. You know, I come from a poor family and have very little money. Yesterday I went to the back mountain and hunted three pheasants. I would like to ask you to help the kitchen roast two of them. I will be very useful to them in the afternoon.

As for the remaining one, you can do whatever you want with it. Also, if you want to eat game in the future, just come to me. After I feed the horses, I will go up the mountain and hunt for you when I have time."

"This is an easy task. I will definitely have it ready for you at noon!"

Li Zhiguang smiled brightly and agreed directly.

As the two were talking happily, Zhao Yun mentioned another thing:
"Brother Li, do we have any heavy bows in our barracks? I have gained some strength recently, and I am wondering if I can find an obsolete heavy bow in the barracks, which will be convenient for hunting."

Li Zhiguang thought for a moment:
"It's fine to give you an ordinary bow and arrow, but this heavy bow is controlled by the court. Even if you are a military household of the garrison, I can't give it to you at will."

"However, if you can prepare materials such as tendons and horns, send them to the forging shop in the southeast corner, find Gongshu Tianhong, and mention my name, he can forge you an ordinary hunting bow that is almost as good as a heavy bow."

"It's just that some other materials will be needed in the process, and you still have to pay for these expenses."

Zhao Yun smiled helplessly. When it came to money, he suddenly lost his confidence, like an eggplant hit by frost.

"Okay! Thank you for your advice, Brother Li. I'll talk about it after I gather the materials and money."

Then, in exchange for a pheasant, the task of roasting the chicken was entrusted to Li Zhiguang.

When it's time for lunch, I can ask Butcher Liu to get it back...

Then, Zhao Yun left the logistics warehouse and turned to walk towards the forging shop.

I saw a group of people working in the craftsman's shop, pulling the bellows, lighting a blazing fire, and hammering out various tools.

According to some rumors a few days ago:

The master craftsman in the forge is Commander Wang of the garrison. Not long ago, he made a special trip to the provincial capital to invite skilled craftsmen from Gongshu's family to take on the job.

(End of this chapter)