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There is an old friend from Yangguan in the west Chapter 1221: Cutting firewood

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    Chapter 1221 Cutting Wood

    "Brother Feng, look over there, it won't be a problem if it continues like this. I want to go over and have a look. Brother Feng, let's go there together."

    Eichmann's astronomical attainments are still somewhat average. In the evening, it started to rain in the sky. Although the rain was not heavy, it showed no intention of stopping for a while. Thin raindrops floated on his face, making him feel chilly.  The key point is that slowly, after the clothes on the person's body are soaked, a small breeze blows, and even Nanmen Yang, who is a purple-armored warrior, feels bitingly cold.

    Although the warrior's exercise can keep out the cold, the exercise is not endless. The number of times it can be carried out every day is limited, and it cannot be carried all the time. Moreover, running the exercise also requires a suitable  environment.

    In addition to about a dozen men hiding and standing next to the scattered rocks, there were more than thirty people huddled under the small shed. From time to time, there were shouts and curses, and there were also faint sounds of children crying. It was obvious that  , the order in the small shed is not good.

    "Haha, Mr. Nanmen, they don't necessarily have to huddle under the shed to take shelter from the rain. The main thing is that there are more people, so they feel relieved and warmer. These people are not fuel-efficient lamps. They usually have their own in Bingpo City.  It¡¯s a small world with delicate skin and tender flesh, and it¡¯s nice to have some fresh air. We two outsiders may not listen to what we say, but the people of Wuyue are very proud"

    "Nan Menyang is still a nosy person?"

    Taking a ride on the Pengyan is not cheap for ordinary people, but being able to get a Feipeng ticket at this extraordinary moment means that everyone in the small valley must have a certain background. Such people tend to feel better about themselves.  Yi is used to being arrogant, and may not be willing to follow other people's arrangements without special reasons. In addition, neither he nor Nan Menyang happens to be from the Wuyue Kingdom, and they have no prestige in Bingpo City. Feng Rushan is not willing to ask for help.  Not happy.

    They can¡¯t kill people just to hide from the rain. The identity of the purple-armored warrior is of no use in this matter. At least they have a chance to speak, but Feng Rushan doesn¡¯t dare to be too optimistic.

    "Brother Feng is so clever! Xiao Wuzi, bring out another bag of dried meat, this is a hell of a place."

    Nanmen Yang thought for a moment, nodded helplessly, sat down on the cold stone again, took the dried meat from Xiao Wu, and started eating slowly.

    The people of Wuyue Kingdom may not be more arrogant than the people of other kingdoms, but xenophobia, or in other words, instinctive distrust and disloyalty towards outsiders, is unavoidable in any place. Feng Rushan's concerns are not unreasonable.

    Although Jiu'an City is the imperial capital of the Great Zhou Empire, various kingdoms, especially the major kingdoms, do not have much recognition of Jiu'an City. Nanmen Yang is not a masochist, and naturally he does not like to listen to yin and yang weird words.

    "Sir, I, I want to lend my coat to the woman with the child. The child is not yet one year old. It's so pitiful."

    The child's cry became louder again. He Shuang looked in the direction of the shed, finally made up his mind and whispered to Feng Rushan.

    The fox fur coat was not wet for a while. He Shuang had just received her and Feng Rushan's "lunch" and ate it all by himself. It filled his stomach and was not cold. In a small valley, he was considered well-off.  Lived.

    "Oh, the coat is yours. You can do whatever you want. I have no objection. But, He Shuang, have you really thought about it?"

    Feng Rushan was a little surprised and turned to look at He Shuang, and asked meaningfully.

    "Well, sir, I have thought about it. Sir, I am a samurai, I am not afraid of the cold."

    "Because Old Man Zhang and his wife jumped into the river, I didn't hesitate to delay the stay in Bingpo City, but refused to help the poor child. It's really strange!"

    He Shuang nodded firmly.

    Unless a red-armored warrior has practiced some special skills, he may not be much better than a strong mortal in terms of resisting the cold. The Zixuan Zhenjue practiced by He Shuang is not a special skill, but she still can't bear to hear it.  Even though she heard the child's cry, she couldn't say anything nice.

    "Haha, as long as you're not afraid of the cold. Go ahead, you're over there in the shed and take shelter from the rain with Boss Su. There's no need to come over. He Shuang, if you hear something bad, don't lose your temper or get angry.  , If it doesn¡¯t work, come back.¡±

    Feng Rushan pondered for a moment and said lightly.

    When it started to rain, Su Ying and Liao Hongfa went to the small shed to join in the fun. There were only four of them beside the big rock, including him and the book boy from Nanmenyang. Feng Rushan was unwilling to let He Shuang, who didn't have a fox fur coat, accompany him.  He also wanted He Shuang to see with his own eyes the effect of the fox fur coat she gave him.

    "Little Fifth Son, you can go there with Miss He. There are more people, so it will be warmer. Lord Feng, your servant is young, but he hasThis spirit of sacrificing oneself for others and not being inferior to women is all the result of Lord Feng's daily words and deeds. With time and a little practice, he will definitely become a great person, and Nanmen Yang will be ashamed of himself.  "

    Looking at He Shuang¡¯s back in the drizzle, Nanmenyang sighed softly.

    "Haha, Mr. Nanmen is laughing. The little girl has a good nature. But good intentions may not necessarily lead to good deeds. When a poor family suddenly becomes rich, neighbors will look at them with suspicion. Unexpected wealth is easy to get but hard to keep. Blessings that come from nowhere are the easiest to recruit.  Jealousy and jealousy, I am afraid that this fox fur coat falling from the sky may not be a good thing for the mother and son. "

    A little maid of a viscount, how could she be so great? Nanmenyang praised He Shuang's heart but not his actions. Feng Rushan could understand clearly what he said.

    "Haha, that's great, Brother Feng. If that's the case, then why doesn't Brother Feng give the little girl some pointers?"

    "Sure enough, Feng Rushan has also thought of this level. This person keeps his words secret and is not surprised by changes. This skill of nourishing qi is also very rare."

    Nanmenyang nodded secretly in his heart.

    "Some things must be learned through personal experience. Others' preaching is ultimately useless. Mr. Nanmen, I will go for a walk in the canyon to see if I can cut down a few small trees to light a fire. This ghost rain will never end.  Yes, if there is no fire, I guess tonight will not be easy."

    Nanmenyang is knowledgeable, knowledgeable about astronomy and geography, and has unique insights and sharp words. He is really a good chat partner, but there is always a vague sense of condescension about him, although it cannot be called  He was very arrogant, but after a long time, Feng Rushan still wanted to go for a walk.

    And making a fire is a serious matter.  Although he is not a hero who cares about the country and the people, helping people in need always makes him feel happy, and Feng Rushan doesn't mind spending a little effort.

    He was just too lazy to organize everyone to cut firewood, so he cut down a few small shrubs himself, which was of course just a matter of hands.

    "Brother Feng, be careful. I'm not used to water, so I don't dare to accompany Brother Feng down there. However, it's very troublesome to light the wet and cold bushes in this place. I'll go over there and ask if anyone has brought Perak Hall with them.  "

    "Chop your own firewood! Why didn't Feng Rushan just pick up what Su Ying said? He's such an interesting person."

    The sky is slowly getting dark, and the canyon to the north is steep and slippery. If you accidentally fall, even a purple-armored warrior will suffer a lot.  A gentleman does not set up a dangerous wall. Nanmenyang has no interest in such meaningless personal risks. Of course, he has never done menial work such as chopping wood or carrying water.

    The young master of the Nanmen family has never had to engage in such low-level labor.

    ¡° Warming up by the fire is always unavoidable. Su Ying¡¯s suggestion makes sense. Feng Rushan doesn¡¯t ask for help to chop wood during the day, but when it gets dark, she has to do it herself in the rain. Nanmen Yang finds it incredible.

    As for himself, Su Ying is obviously on the same side as Feng Rushan. Feng Rushan doesn't take over, and Nanmen Yang will naturally not take over.

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    "Haha, this brother is so knowledgeable. The great Shang Kingdom is like a mountain, I admire you very much."

    Descending into the canyon, Feng Rushan was surprised to find that he was not the first person to come down. A thin young man had gone ahead and had collected a lot of firewood. He was sitting on a rock to rest. It looked like he had been down for a long time.  .

    "Bingpo City Guard Minghua, Lord Feng has given you the award. It's just idle to be idle up there, why not come down and stretch your muscles. It's not difficult to cut firewood. It's a pity. We have to wait until tomorrow to find a way to move it up."

    Wei Minghua is in his thirties, dressed in black, with a thin face and no expression on his face. At first glance, he looks like the kind of calm person who doesn't easily express his emotions or anger.

    "That's right. It's going to be hard for this damn place in the next few days. Brother Wei, come and warm yourself up."

    Feng Rushan took out a gourd of wine, took a sip first, and then handed the gourd to Wei Minghua.

    It was not difficult for Feng Rushan to move up, but Wei Minghua was flexible. The key was to be down-to-earth and do practical things, which saved him the trouble of climbing branches and breaking trees. It was more to his liking than Su Ying's only talking.

    "Thank you Lord Feng for this. In fact, it's not a big problem. Tomorrow we will dig a few places for stepping on the cliff, bring in a few more people, slowly transport the firewood up, light a fire, and have hot water to drink. You can always last.  Three or five days, Lord Feng, look"

    Although the canyon is steep, it is not a cliff that goes straight up and down. We used the natural terrain and did a little digging to create a simple passage for the red-armored warriors to go up and down. The amount of work was not too large. Wei Minghua was obviously not idle at the bottom of the canyon.  He had already made a complete plan for the path up and down. It was a long night and there was nothing to do anyway. Feng Rushan was a purple-armored warrior, and he shouted??Feng Rushan's good wine, I don't mind chatting with Feng Rushan.

    " However, this is not one person's business, nor can it be done by one person. We need to organize everyone and perform their respective duties. Tomorrow, we will have to rely on Lord Feng's strength."

    Opening roads, transporting firewood, lighting fires to keep warm, boiling water to quench thirst, and even solving physiological problems. Naturally, more than 40 people cannot be solved with a wave of hands. Someone needs to stand up and take command, and Wei Minghua himself is just a red A-6  Chongtian naturally does not have this condition.

    Cultivation is sometimes a hard threshold that cannot be compensated by anything else.

    " And Feng Rushan can go down to the canyon in person, so he is obviously a practical person. Wei Minghua has a very good feeling about Feng Rushan.
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