Undead Farm

After slaughtering this small Goblin camp, the soul of the night can come to 29 o'clock, which is enough to keep him safe for two days, but what surprised him even more is that he still has some shortages in this camp. s things.

Wood!

There was a lot of logs piled up behind the back of a tent. There were more than fifty of them!

"Well, the bodies, logs and gold coins, the conditions of the scent farm are all right."

Noon nodded at night. He had planned to do so. He and his old bones picked up their sleeves and cut them. Now it seems that they can save a lot of things.

However, how to transport these Goblin's bodies and logs back to the mass graves has become a problem.

According to the first Goblin who died in his hands, there are few people at the funeral post, which is very suitable as his secret base. However, if these bodies are not transported in time, they will be easily taken away by wild animals. It is too heavy, and it is obviously too inefficient to rely on him and an osteoporotic old bone.

Moreover, he was still injured.

Pull out the machete inlaid on the left shoulder, and then apply it with a black paste of medicinal **** that was pulled out from the camp in Goblin. This thing is really worthy of being identified as a "poor ointment" by the system. Point, but it's still a bit useful.

Moreover, there is no blood in his body. As long as it doesn't move, the wound should heal quickly.

I thought about it in the same place, and ran back to the mass grave in the night, and again recruited two skeletons.

Goblin’s body is too fresh to recruit zombies that require two souls. Moreover, Goblin’s body is too short, there is no human body to use, and it’s cheap, and 1 soul can One.

How to choose, naturally do not hesitate.

It is a pity that it seems to be buried for too long, the two cockroaches are even worse than the old bones, one with less left hand and one with less right hand, but barely able to use it.

"When you recruit in the future, you must first plan to see what it is."

Looking at the two sturdy and firmly moving the body to the board, I couldn’t help thinking about it at night.

It took a morning to kill a Goblin camp, and spent another afternoon moving the spoils back to the funeral post. At night, I was relieved and opened the building interface.

"Body smell farm, build!"

In the place where the mass graves were selected, the block was still flat. The night of the night, the materials needed were thrown there and silently.

However, nothing happened.

Night three more: ...

After scratching the scalp and tossing it back and forth several times, it was only after the night that it was groping.

"This system is realistic."

Watching the old bones buried the body in the good land, and the two disabled cockroaches used a saw to saw the wooden board.

This is really a one-on-one construction. He thought it was a slamming ground or a slamming down from the sky to a complete building.

However, the system has not been done too much. If you need to build a night to command the squad, then he will wash and sleep. In this life, the building page does not exist.

The three shackles, who were hired as laborers, were magically transformed into skilled craftsmen and hammered out a wooden house.

Well, there is a 25*25 meter farmland in front of the wooden house. If it is roughly analogous, it should be about the same size as the basketball court.

"so small."

The night three licked his mouth.

The body and the wood are still good to say, 100 gold coins can be really distressed, knowing that one gold coin saves some use, it is enough for a civilian to spend a month!

Oh, it seems that there is nothing to be convincing.

Anyway, the night three felt that the broken wooden house in front of him was not worth 100 gold coins.

However, the construction of the capital has been built, and how to fully play its role is the most urgent task.

"Since it is a farm, what should I let me plant?"

After checking the three cockroaches to make sure that they did not have the gold coins in their possession, but after they actually used them, they stunned their temples even more distressed at night.

He has no seeds.

Unless, are you going to move the bodies that have been stuffed with silver leaf grass?

Hesitating, a slight bell suddenly came from a distance, and the night three turned back, just to see Weng Ling's crooked feet not far behind him.

"These thick-handed guys, the obvious bells are invisible!"

When the sneak failed, Weng Ling stood up in annoyed and coughed.

"That... how are you doing today?"

"It's okay, it's very fulfilling." Night three took a shot and stood up.

"It’s only a day, how come you?"

Weng Ling gave him a glance: "Why, let me see if my forester has been hacked to death by Goblin?"

After that, she suddenly smoked her nose and looked at the shoulders of the night.

"You are hurt?"

"Ok."

Nodding nodded at night, and then extended the palm of the hand to Weng Ling.

Weng Ling:? ? ?

"What do you mean?"

"You see that I am so hurt, is there no pension?"

"Take your head! It is for the dead, this is called work injury subsidy!" Weng Ling eyebrows shaking.

"Oh, just have it. Let me remember it first. When you pay, you will end it together."

But Weng Ling did not listen to his ghosts ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but leaned over, reaching out to open his leather armor.

"Hey? You..."

"Don't move! Let me see your injury."

In fact, the night of the third thought more can not move, Weng Ling's strength is as big as a Titan, and soon tossed his shirt.

"Hey! So serious injury? What are you doing?!"

Ignore the sadness of the night three, Weng Ling's right palm is spread, a faint golden light lingers in her hand, seeing this scene, the night of the third soul is almost scared.

Healing blessing!

Weng Ling turned out to be a priest!

"Stop, I am not hurt so much! Really, I don't want a pension!" Night three struggled.

Then Weng Ling just glanced at him: "So a big man, not an injection, afraid of anything! Rest assured, I will be lighter."

After all, the palm of your hand will be pressed against the shoulders of the night.

If this makes her succeed, even a fool will know that he is a dead soul.

Who has heard that the light of the Holy Light will sizzle?

In a critical moment, the night of the eye turned a little more, and the head twisted to the side and shouted:

"Hey, who... I’ve come over to see the Lord!"

Sure enough, Weng Ling was shocked by his shouting, and quickly let him stand up.

In order to clamp up the twisted night three, she almost half rides on him, plus the broken clothes in that place, what do people think?

Two or three things about female lords and foresters?

Then she saw an old man ran with two young men carrying logs, she had seen the old man, but the two young men who lacked an arm did not have any impression.

"You have seen Lao Gu, this is my new servant, Dong Dust, West Old."