Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 282 [Surrounding Points to Help]

   Seeing the monsters who had lost their morale, they were about to scatter and flee in all directions. Of course, Fang Chang couldn't let them do what they wanted.

  He put the sword back into its sheath, and stretched out his hand to copy it on his back.

   He holds the blue cloth package that is necessary for every trip, and then shakes it open.

  In an instant, a large pile of sundries filled the side, like a hill, with clothes, bags, food, utensils, and even a boat mixed in.

  Fang Chang didn't care about the scene, and the monsters who were running for their lives in front didn't have time to look back at the situation.

  He threw the green cloth package in his hand into the air.

  The cloth swelled against the wind, covering the sky in just half a breath. Looking up from the bottom, the original strong sunlight is completely gone, only the blue dome covers this place, like a cauldron pulled over.

   The monsters have nowhere to escape, and they clash and stumble inside. Behind Fang Chang and Sang Ziping deft hands and feet, they knocked down the monsters one by one.

  Because the more powerful ones in the training hall of the monsters have just been transformed into two parts under the sword of Lingquan, so the arrest process went smoothly, even if they resisted a little, they were quickly suppressed.

  Looking at the monsters who were knocked down and unable to move in this small square, Sang Ziping inserted the ruler back into his waistband, and smiled to Fang Chang next to him:

   "I thought this was a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair, but I didn't expect it to be solved easily."

  Fang Chang nodded:

   "Indeed, it's much easier than I imagined."

Then he put away the blue cloth wrapped in the sky, squatted down and laid it on the ground, then packed back all the sundries that had just been poured out of the package, including the boat, and wrapped it up again. on the back.

"correct."

   As Fang Chang said, he untied the gourd around his waist, with the bottom up and the mouth down, and lightly patted the bottom of the gourd.

  The monster leader who wanted to run away just now, but was put into the gourd, fell to the ground with a slap, still very confused.

Opening his eyes, he looked around in a daze, wandering his eyes from the monsters lying all over the ground, and the corpses on the ground, and then the leader of the monsters turned to look at Fang Chang and Sang Ziping, realizing that This hall of mine is now completely exhausted.

   "Who are you two..."

  Although he already had the answer in his heart, the monster leader still asked.

  When his career was booming, this happened suddenly, and he felt unacceptable and unwilling.

  Seeing that the two of them just stared at him without talking to each other, the monster leader continued to ask bitterly:

   "You two are very powerful, why did you come to this remote place like me?"

  Fang Chang continued to look at the sluggish monster, looked up and down, and then asked the monster leader:

   "The surrounding food urging team, but you sent it?"

"Of course." The monster leader replied: "The property in this Western Region is poor, and there is news from above that the number of the next batch of colleges will double several times, and selections are being made in various places. There is no way, so we have to collect taxes from surrounding humans for a few years later. , in order to stabilize people's hearts and avoid hunger, after all, the demon soldiers are the root."

   As he spoke, he began to curse his boss, and at the same time cursed many coaches. But in Fang Chang's view, he started to blame from various directions, including things like weapons and armor, why the training hall was set up in this kind of place, why more people were needed, why they didn't go together, etc. .

  The words were not speculative, so Fang Chang stopped talking, didn't continue to ask, and ignored the man's cursing.

  He turned his head and motioned to Sang Ziping:

   "Let's get rid of these first."

"good."

  Fang Chang refers to the monsters lying on the ground over there. There are too many monsters. It will not be fun if they all wake up after a while.

  So he took out a rope from the package, and tied the leader of the evil monster tightly.

  Since going down the mountain, Fang Chang used to tie people up with a belt, and the process was too inconvenient, so he added a rope or two to his luggage all the time.

  Whether it is used to tie people or to make yourself more relaxed when you are in the wild, it is excellent.

  Depending on the degree of evil done, these monsters lying in the pits and valleys were punished ranging from "released on the spot" to "killed on the spot".

  Because they had just been knocked out, the monsters didn't resist and let the two of them do what they wanted.

  Finally, when the monsters in the field were all dead and scattered, the two walked back to the bound leader and began to torture them.

  It took them a lot of effort to figure out the layout and style of the training hall.

  Then the leader of the monsters was sentenced to be executed by them because of too many crimes, and he was punished on the spot.

   "These monsters are really aggressive."

   Sang Ziping looked at the inventory in the warehouse and sighed.

  The materials inside are very complete, such as food, drinking water, and even daily consumables, are very rich, only the food stock is small. These all reflect that the monsters really built this place as a permanent residence, but because of bad luck, they met Fang Chang and Sang Ziping.

   "If you can move it, let it go." Sang Ziping said.

  Fang Chang nodded, "Staying here is just a waste, it's better to take it away."

   After finishing speaking, he took off the package on the back and filled it with the inventory in the warehouse. Not to mention the process, anyway, the package did not change significantly in the end, but the warehouse had become empty.

   "Is this... wine?"

  Sang Ziping found a pile of wooden barrels in a deep, but dry room. Knocking twice with his knuckles, he smelled the scent of wine in the air, and said to the other party.

  Hearing the words, Fang Chang came over and said with a smile:

   "It is indeed wine, or wine from the Western Regions, um, good wine."

   As he spoke, he untied the gourd at his waist, unplugged it, placed it under the spout of the wooden barrel, and then pulled off the cork of the wooden barrel. In an instant, the amber-colored grape wine with a few hints of reddish color flowed out of the barrel, and was caught by the wine gourd.

   This happened a few times, and he didn't cover the gourd with satisfaction until the row of wooden barrels against the wall was empty.

   "These are enough for me to drink for a long time after returning to the Central Plains."

  Then, the two of them did not leave the training site that had been wiped out. They set up a shelf on the square, cooking and sleeping in the open air.

  The several grain requisitioning teams sent out came back after a good harvest, but they were often blocked by them and easily wiped out.

  If the monsters are not completely resolved, this destroyed stronghold will only be restored to use in a short period of time, thus posing a huge threat to the surrounding humans.

  Using a method similar to encircling the spot to fight for aid, those teams that were sent out rushed back one after another, and then were eliminated one by one by the two to ensure that no fish that slipped through the net would cause harm to the world.

   It's very simple to sit back and wait. Just put the gate back and sit on the square and wait.

   In the past few days, the little thing that Fang Chang discovered from here and has been researching has finally taken shape.

  (end of this chapter)