Cultivation of Immortals begins with drawing superhuman physique

In the early morning, Su Poman slowly woke up. There were a few tiny dewdrops on his linen shirt. He cleaned it a little and was about to get some water to rinse his mouth when someone knocked on the wooden door.

Su Poman opened the door and saw that it was the black-faced man who asked him to come over yesterday.

"#￥%@&%!"

The black-faced man waved his arms and gestured for a while while talking.

Although Su Poman didn't understand, judging from his gestures, he probably asked him to follow him somewhere.

Thinking of his predicament of not speaking the language, Su Poman thought it would be good to have more contact with the locals.

The black-faced man first took him to a fenced yard. In the yard, a gentle-looking woman was cooking, and a five or six-year-old child was playing next to the small dining table. Su Poman took a closer look.

, he was one of the group of children chasing the sea that I met on the beach yesterday.

As soon as he saw Su Poman, the child said a lot to the black-faced man. The black-faced man was also a little confused and asked a few questions hurriedly. After the two communicated for a while, he turned around and pointed at Su Poman.

, and then pointed to his mouth.

Su Poman said quickly: "I don't understand what you are saying, but I am not mute!"

Hearing Su Poman speak, the black-faced man reacted, and a look of understanding appeared on his face, as if he understood that the young man in front of him was not a deaf-mute as the rumors in the village said, but he did not know the local Mandarin.

At this moment, the gentle woman brought out the pots and bowls, filled them with four bowls of mushy soup, and a plate of dried fish.

The dark-faced man pulled Su Poman to sit down, then made a gesture of grabbing rice, and slowly uttered a word.

Su Poman immediately realized that the black-faced man was teaching him how to speak, so he repeated the words again. After repeating several times, the black-faced man gave Su Poman a noodle pancake and signaled him to start eating.

The gentle woman drank the soup in small sips with a small spoon. Her movements seemed more gentle. On the other hand, the black-faced man was more wild. He directly tore the dough into several pieces and soaked them in the soup, then ate them happily.

, the little boy also followed suit and started eating like his father.

Su Poman took a sip of the soup and felt that it had a sticky, grainy texture and a salty taste, much like the preserved egg and lean meat porridge he had eaten at Blue Star.

Although he had a high-level light energy constitution and did not need to eat, he could not let go of his appetite. Su Poman felt that if he did not eat for a long time, his mouth might become like a bird.

Although the food in front of me is simple, but because I haven't tasted it for a long time, it suddenly has a salty aroma and feels very delicious in my mouth. I immediately followed the example of the black-faced man, tearing the noodles into pieces and soaking them in the soup.

He took a big mouthful with his chopsticks and started to devour it.

The kid next to him looked at Su Poman with some surprise. He was a little confused. He was tired of eating rice and shrimp soup and noodles, but Su Poman could eat it so deliciously. It made him feel a little appetizing, so much.

I ate half a piece of bread.

Not long after, the black-faced man finished the rice and shrimp soup in the bowl, and then Su Poman also ended the fight and burped when he put down the bowl and chopsticks.

The dark-faced man smiled slightly, stood up and pulled Su Poman out.

The two quickly left the village and walked along a road for a long time before arriving in front of a village. There was a large signboard hanging above the village with three big characters written on it.

It's just that Su Poman didn't understand the meaning of these three words. The black-faced man on the side looked much more reserved when he arrived here. There were two strong men in red with knives and armor guarding the entrance of the village.

The black-faced man took out a wooden sign from his arms and handed it respectfully to the strong man guarding the door. At the same time, he pointed at Su Poman and muttered a long paragraph.

The strong man in red who was holding the wooden sign frowned slightly, and then seemed to have thought of something. After throwing the wooden sign to the black-faced man, he waved his hand as if to shoo away flies, motioning for the two of them to go in.

The black-faced man put away the wooden sign, smiled apologetically, and was about to drag Su Poman into the village. At this moment, the ground shook, and then the sound of horse hooves sounded.

The black-faced man heard the sound and quickly dragged Su Poman to the roadside, lowered his head, and looked a little nervous. At the same time, he also signaled Su Poman to lower his head quickly.

The two strong men in red clothes at the entrance of the village also straightened their bodies and stared straight ahead, without the same lazy attitude as before.

Not long after, the ground shook more and more loudly, and five black-scaled horses with a height of three meters came galloping in, galloping all the way.

With the blessing of super vision, Su Poman could see clearly and could even easily spot fleas in horse hair.

This kind of horse is very different from the horses Su Poman had seen in Blue Star. Not only is it taller, but it also has dark scales growing from its head to its neck. Its limbs are extremely strong. Its hooves alone are as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

His hair was as soft and shiny as the finest satin, and he was definitely not an ordinary horse at first glance.

If there is a Bole here, he will be surprised to find that the five horses in front of him are BMWs that can travel thousands of miles a day.

Mo Lin immediately rode up with five men in blue robes. The leader was a short and stocky middle-aged man. He was not tall, but behind him was a broadsword that was a little taller than him.

It looks majestic.

There are three men and one woman behind the middle-aged man. The woman among them is quite eye-catching. She has long black hair, a sapphire hair crown, a white gauze covering her face, two butterfly thorns hanging from her waist, and the hem of her blue robe is slit.

A pair of slender and round jade legs were exposed, and they looked even fairer and more attractive against the backdrop of brown riding boots.

As for the three men, one was fat and the other was thin, with ordinary faces. Their eyes occasionally glanced at the thighs of the woman in white gauze as they moved, revealing a trace of desire deep in their eyes.

These five people had no intention of stopping at the entrance of the village. They rushed into the village with a burst of sand and dust, leaving the place covered with dust.

After the smoke and dust cleared, the black-faced man carefully looked inside, then smiled at the strong man in red at the door, and led Su Poman into the village.

The village gate was built between two low mountains, with high wooden walls on both sides, extending halfway up the mountain. There were also several men in red patrolling the dense forest further up.

There are four or five eighty-nine-meter-high archery towers standing on both sides of the village gate, with men in red carrying bows and arrows keeping an eye on them. From here, you can vaguely hear shouts from a distance, as if there are troops training.

The black-faced man did not go in the direction of the shouts, but led Su Poman to another path. Not long after walking, a building appeared in Su Poman's eyes.

"That's..." Su Poman looked at the building and fell into thinking. Combining the books he had read before, it didn't take long to recognize what this place was for.

There are pits with white crystals and turbid liquid inside. There are round wooden towers next to them. In addition, there are several huge salt pools scattered further away. There are several square holes dug under the salt pools, surrounding them.

A circle of salt workers were adding fuel and lighting fires in the caves. There was mist rising from the salt pond, and the surrounding area was shrouded in white.

"This should be the salt pit!"

Salt pits are formed by stagnant tidal seawater in some relatively closed landforms in coastal areas. The seawater in the pits evaporates and its concentration gradually increases. The brine in such salt pits can be directly used to make table salt using ancient methods.

If nothing else, this village is where a salt gang makes sea salt.

The purpose of the black-faced man bringing him here was probably to find a job for him to support himself in this salt field.

The job of the black-faced man is to carry the brine from the salt pit to the salt pond, where there are special people who light the fire to fry the salt with the sea brine.

After greeting the steward here, the black-faced man took Su Poman and started carrying brine, bucket after bucket. At the same time, he did not forget to teach Su Poman how to speak during the work.

As for Su Poman, he also followed the black-faced man to carry brine on a pole. Every time the black-faced man spoke to him at an extremely slow speed, he would take it seriously and consider his gestures and the current environment.

The meaning of that sentence.

The brine is collected in wooden barrels. Although it is not too heavy to lift, many water carriers will be so tired that they cannot straighten their backs at the end of the day.

The black-faced man is considered an old man here. Although he has some energy left, he will not walk too fast and carries water with an efficiency that can maximize his energy.

Su Poman started this job very easily, carrying a load of nearly 30 kilograms without any pressure at all. The weather was already a bit hot at this time, and there were not many clouds in the sky, so the water bearers were all covered in the sun.

He was sweating profusely and had to stop to drink water and rest every once in a while, but Su Poman didn't sweat at all and even enjoyed working under the sun.

The dark-faced man squatted in the shade and took out his water bottle and took a sip. His eyes looked strangely at Su Poman, who was standing in the sunshine not far away.

"Why aren't you sweating on such a hot day?" the black-faced man asked in confusion.

Su Poman didn't understand the black-faced man's question. After watching him point to the sweat on his head, and then come over and touch his extremely dry hair, he suddenly realized that what he just said meant

Ask him why he doesn't sweat.

Su Po was speechless and could only spread his hands to express that he could not explain clearly.

The black-faced man had no choice but to hand the water bag in his hand to Su Poman, made a gesture of drinking water, and then said a word.

Su Poman immediately understood what he meant, read it aloud, then picked up the water bottle and took a sip.

"Yao Heizi, what's going on with this little brother you brought? Can't he speak?" A skinny man in shorts came over and asked curiously.

Yao Dashan nodded and said: "He came to our village a few days ago. He should be a survivor washed up by big waves at sea. He may be from other places. Anyway, he doesn't know the Mandarin here!"

"Then he is really lucky. He can survive by chance in the sea. I heard the old man said that there are demon spirits in the depths of the sea. Even the masters of the Haihe Gang do not dare to provoke the demon spirits..." The skinny man continued

road.

Hearing this, Yao Dashan frowned and quickly interrupted: "Forget about the cattle iron rod, it's time to go to work. If you rest, the supervisor will probably come to beat you later!"

When Su Poman saw the black-faced man leaving, he also grabbed a pole and followed him.

At noon, the salt farm was in charge of the rice. Although it was not delicious, it was better than enough. Yao Dashan and others ate several bowls of dry rice. Su Poman felt that the food was not to his liking, so he only ate one bowl to cope with it, so as not to eat too much.

Not eating all the time attracts other people's attention.

When it was almost evening, Yao Dashan took Su Poman to receive today's wages from the steward, which was a crescent-shaped bronze coin that was refined and cast from a copper mine.

Back in the village, Yao Dashan slumped down on his seat looking a little tired. When Su Poman saw this, he said vaguely in the local language he had just learned: "Tomorrow... go to work."

When Yao Dashan heard this, his face was filled with joy and he was surprised and said: "You are really talented. In just one day, you can understand the meaning. It seems that after a while, there should be no problem in speaking!"

Su Poman heard this series of words and tried hard to search the memory in his mind, but found that he could not understand such a long sentence at the moment, so he could only give up, shook his head in confusion, and handed over his hands to say goodbye.

Just as he turned around, the black-faced man stood up from the chair, grabbed his shoulders, and said slowly at a very slow speed: "Stay and have dinner!"

After saying this, Yao Dashan also made a gesture of eating.

Su Poman immediately understood what he meant and did not shirk. He readily agreed, but in his heart he was planning to leave the five crescent coins he had just received with his family as food money for the next few days.

The black-faced man kept helping him, and Su Poman was extremely grateful in his heart.

Not long after, Yao Dashan's wife prepared dinner, and the child also sat at the dining table and prepared to eat.

Dinner was very simple, consisting of a few vegetable dumplings, a stack of dried fish, and light rice porridge. The family chatted at the dinner table, and time passed quickly.

After dinner, Su Poman took advantage of Yao Dashan to go into the back room to get something, secretly gave the five crescent copper coins to Yao Dashan's wife, and then ran back to his yard.

Just as Su Poman was sitting on the chair, intending to close his eyes and recall what he had learned during the day, there was a knock on the door.

A wry smile appeared on Su Poman's lips. He knew without opening the door that the black-faced man must be chasing after him and wanted to return the crescent coin.

When he opened the door, it turned out to be the black-faced man, with an anxious look on his face, and the five coins he had given to his wife before.

Yao Dashan put the crescent coin into Su Poman's hand with a serious look on his face, then said a lot of words that he couldn't understand and left directly.

Su Poman was a little helpless, "The villagers here are too simple... Then I will repay their family if I have the opportunity in the future!"