Huang Ting

Chapter 359

Liu Wukui, who had a free-spirited personality, clenched his palms, only showing one little finger, and said teasingly: "Yes, you and the leader built Biyou Dazhai together. The leader completed 99% of it, and you completed two or three sampans.

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Qiu Rang became angry: "Liu Wukui! Do you have nothing to do?"

Everyone in Biyou Village laughed knowingly. Only Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao didn't know what was going on. Judy was more like an outsider, ignorant.

After laughing, Ma Xianhong spread his hands, smiled brightly, and motioned to Zhang Chulan to visit Biyou Dazhai.

The owner invited him to come into the house. Zhang Chulan obeyed and jumped in from the low side of the boat. He was like a countryman who had never seen the world entering the city for the first time. He looked around and saw everything new.

The hull of Biyou Dazhai is as low as a awning boat, but the cabin is as big as a pavilion.

The cabins on Biyou Dazhai are three stories high. The buildings are all wooden buildings. You can see obvious brackets between the pillars and forehead beams. Every few steps, there is someone who is wearing blush, with pale skin, and a stiff smile on his face.

, the painting style is like a paper figure in front of a grave.

With these dolls around, no matter how bright and spacious the room is, it always feels like a deserted and haunted house, making people restless.

Seeing that Zhang Chulan always looked at the puppets, Ma Xianhong explained thoughtfully: "They are called Ruhua, and they are puppets made by me. They can obey simple instructions, and can also make precise movements under the control of the owner.

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Then, Ma Xianhong waved his hand, and two rows of flower-like reception ladies bent down and bowed to welcome him.

It’s even weirder,

Zhang Chulan vomited in his heart, but Feng Baobao was not affected and even reached out to twist Ruhua's arm.

Quickly grabbing Feng Baobao, who almost twisted off the arm of Ma Xianhong's puppet, Zhang Chulan quickly changed the subject: "How did you make such a large magic weapon in Biyou Dazhai? It's really amazing."

"This is nothing, Biyou Dazhai is not perfect."

Ma Xianhong stroked the side of the ship and the handrails. He did not feel proud of being complimented by Zhang Chulan. Instead, he showed a pityful expression: "The time is still too short. In just a few days, I cannot create a normal vehicle, so I

It’s just a trick,”

It is a pity for a craftsman like Ma Xianhong who strives for perfection to produce an imperfect magic weapon due to rushing work.

Zhang Chulan was puzzled, and Ma Xianhong said in detail: "Biyou Dazhai is not a complete magic weapon. The time is too short. Even if I make such a huge magic weapon, it will take a week or two. I used to

I’ve been perfecting my Slimming Furnace and haven’t gotten around to it.”

"So I could only make a raft and a wooden boat to carry the house. I carved the magic of earth travel on the raft and made a large raft magic weapon that can turn sand into water and glide on the desert."

"Then I directed Ruhua and used the mortise and tenon technique to build a pavilion on the floating raft like building blocks."

So that's the case, no wonder Qiu Rang called it Biyou Dazhai instead of Biyouzhou or Biyouzhou, because fundamentally speaking, this is a mobile village.

That's why Liu Wukui said that Qiu Rang just helped build a few sampans.

The only real magical weapon was the raft they were standing on.

After everyone got to Biyou Dazhai, Ma Xianhong counted the number of people, and then asked the man next to him who had always been very low-key, wearing a pair of glasses and an old-fashioned Chinese tunic suit, like an old scholar:

"Professor Feng, you are an expert in ancient characters and Western Regions culture. You are more familiar with the environment of the ancient Western Regions. You will lead the way next."

"Leave it to me, leader."

Professor Feng nodded with a smile, took out the map, placed it on the table, and gestured towards Ma Xianhong: "Let's first look for the Zidu Anhe River and find the ancient city of Xiye."

Fu Rong took out her bag and called to the little lolita Liu Wukui: "Wukui, help me help. Let's go cook."

Liu Wukui said energetically: "Okay!"

With the bite bag, at the very least, the Xinjie group will have enough supplies, and they may be able to live a comfortable life.

Seeing the conversation between Fu Rong and Liu Wukui, Zhang Chulan was thoughtful.

Buzz!

The phone in his pocket vibrated twice, and Zhang Chulan took out the phone.

Xiao Zizai, a temporary worker in East China: Everyone, I have found a guide who has been to the ancient city of Jingjue. Is there any colleague who would like to accompany me?

Southwest Wang Zhenqiu: Okay, let’s go together, Brother Xiao.

Central China Temporary Workers Black Supervisor: Add me.

Lao Meng: If it’s not too much trouble, can you take me with you?

Zhang Chulan glanced at the content, narrowed his eyes, and walked to Ma Xianhong: "Brother Ma, I have a few colleagues who also want to enter the desert. Do you think there are no free seats on Biyou Dazhai?"

Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao are just guests of Ma Xianhong, and their friendship is not very deep yet, so what they say is somewhat exaggerated.

If it were someone else, Zhang Chulan would definitely not say this.

But this is Ma Xianhong,

As expected, Ma Xianhong said nonchalantly: "Okay, there are many empty rooms in Dazhai, just let them come."

Lao Ma doesn't care about this.

Zhang Chulan clicked on her phone and typed quickly.

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Temporary worker in North China: Everyone, I have a vehicle here that can travel quickly in the desert. The owner of the vehicle is very friendly and willing to give us a ride. He also has the same goal as ours and has a guide. Are you interested in coming over and giving us a ride?

"Is that someone from North China named Feng Baobao?"

Xiao Zizai looked at the content on his phone and knew what the temporary workers in North China meant.

He found that someone else was eyeing Hu Xiuwu and Chen Duo, and he was afraid that he couldn't handle it alone, so he planned to ask them to help.

Ding!

Another piece of information surfaced.

Temporary worker in the Northeast·Er Zhuang: Oh my god, I am so exhausted. The network in this poor place you are staying in now is really bad! Fortunately, Quanxing’s gang of bastards still have satellite phones, so I finally located their location.

.

Ding!

Comprehensive positioning·Mini program.

"so far?"

Xiao Zizai clicked on Erzhuangfa's mini program and pointed the point on the map on his phone to the guide next to him.

"Mr. An Liman, do you know where this place is?"

"You are too young for playing Ying, you are too young!"

An Liman, who was already over eighty years old, squinted his eyes hard to distinguish the location on the map, and then shook his head.

"It's too far, too far. With my camel's footsteps, it's impossible to catch up."

Xiao Zizai said politely: "In that case, I won't bother you."

Enter the information on your mobile phone: North China, send me the location and I will go there right away.

Then, he turned around and left An Liman's camel farm.

An Liman chased him to the entrance of the hospital and shouted behind him: "Don't you want your deposit?"

Xiao Zizai kept walking, waving his hands and saying, "Just think of it as the time spent on delaying your old man's work."

After watching Xiao Zizai drive away, An Liman returned to the yard, unsteadily picked up the feed bucket, scooped out the silage feed with a gourd and ladle, and fed an old camel.

This camel has become extremely old, and the hair on its body is bald in patches. The humps on its back are like the muscles on the human chest, shrunken by old age.

The camel kept neighing, An Liman stroked the camel's head and muttered:

"I know, I know, this person is not easy to mess with. I know it since you all didn't say anything after he came in. He is much more vicious than the previous Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan."

An Liman seemed to be showing off his abilities to his old friends, with sly eyes as he muttered to the camel:

"Didn't I trick him into leaving? That Hu Bayi almost tormented me to death, and here comes another more ferocious one. I'm an old man, how could I follow him?"

(End of chapter)