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Chapter 792

She exploded the mountain path in Xunyang, and the explosives were made by her own hands, so she had a three-point idea about how to blow them up. And as long as she went along the mountain, even if it was a little bending, it didn't matter. There was just a little more medicine. There were actually quite a lot of materials used to make explosives, even if the mountain was blown up, it would be fine.

Compared to the mountain in Xunyang, there are much fewer places to explode here.

"We start blowing from here," Shen Qingci took a stroke and drew a line. Well, she thought for a while, "If we increase the amount of explosives, then at most, ours will be able to blow this mountain through until the salt field."

The villagers became more and more excited as they listened. Even the village chief put his hands on the table, and he was shaking.

"And these stones?" Shen Qingci knew that there must be a lot of stones in this mountain explosion. "It can be used to build houses, the large ones can also be made into stone tables and chairs, and the small ones can pave the road."

The village chief kept nodding, and that's it. The village always used wood to build houses, but how could a house built with stone be strong enough to withstand it?

In fact, their ancestors have always had houses built with stones. Just look at the ancestral halls in their village, which were also made of stones from the past. This has been many years, but they still stand upside down. The ancestors are also here, so they can bless the people of Dongling to live a peaceful and smooth life.

This time, it was really the ancestors who appeared, and they actually sent someone to help them with danger.

If this is true, then no one of them, from now on, would have lost their lives for a little salt, which is a great thing for their descendants.

These blown stones can build a lot of houses, and he can also build a room for Xiaodong of his family. When Xiaodong grows up and becomes a child, there will be a place to live.

"Miss Shen, let's start now."

A man couldn't wait, and his eyes were red and his expression was unbearable.

"Maybe I can find my father's body. I have saved my father's life, but I cannot be so unfilial. I will let him trample his body in the wilderness."

He now wants to blow up this harmful mountain one day earlier.

He could find his relatives earlier, he was afraid, he was really afraid, if he went later, his father would become a bunch of bones. Even if he wanted to find them, he didn't know where to find them?

"Okay," Shen Qingci understood that they were more anxious than her and wanted to explode the mountain earlier. Not only would they not have to die for this mountain in the future, but also for their tribes who had no one to collect corpses and had nowhere to rely on.

When I heard that I was going to blow up the mountain, the villagers had prepared all the things that could be used, and left a large area to prepare these stones in the mountain. These stones can be used to build houses for everyone in the future, and for the elderly, young and weak women to hide them. Even if the village married for this month, it would be fine. Even if they didn't farm for a year, the food left by the village was enough for them to eat for a few years. The most important thing now is to blow up the mountain. If the mountain could be blown up, then no one of their tribesmen would die in the future, and at least one male would be killed.

Several peasants were very strong and had already brought what Shen Qingci wanted. This time, unlike last time, when the mountain was blowing up, they were also very concerned. This time, there was no need to worry about water or people, let alone the source of the explosives in the former residence. A large pile of explosives were buried at the foot of the mountain.

I heard a bang, and the earth was shaking and the mountains were filled with dust. After the explosion, everyone was surprised to find that a large hole had been blown out of the mountain. If it continued to blow down, it would be possible to blow out a road in less than a month.

Other middle-aged men moved these stones aside, which was convenient for them to put explosives. With a bang, another large piece was blown down. The more they were blown inside, the fewer stones were found, and of course the easier it was to explode. Usually, when the explosives were placed on it, countless flying ashes could be produced in just a few breaths.

In this way, they exploded for a whole half month, and the mountain was really blown out by them. The blow-through was also the road that the people of Dongling often took. They walked from this road because this road was the shortest between all distances, and of course it was also the shortest place in the mountains. There was absolutely no problem with blowing it from here.

In this way, they exploded day by day, which was much faster than Yugong moving mountains. Whether it was windy or rainy, they were always here, so they must blow it a few more times before they could do it.

In the end, Shen Qingci never came here again. She wanted to make a lot of explosives, and the matter of bombing the mountain ended up falling on the people of Dongling.

"Sister, sister, come here soon, something happened."

Xiaodong hurriedly ran over, and his whole body was full of sweat.

"What happened?" Shen Qingci stood up, took Xiaodong's hand and ran to the place. Xiaodong himself couldn't explain what happened. He was just a child and his words were all vague.

After Shen Qingci arrived, the villagers stopped bombing the mountains and stood there watching.

The people of Dongling are all very strong-willed. After they knew they could blow up the mountains, they were frying day and night. With an oil lamp hanging, they could blow up for a day and a night, and batches of them during the day and night. Therefore, these mountains were frying quite quickly. In less than half a month, they had already blown up a lot.

"Miss Shen, come and take a look."

The village chief hurried over and said to Shen Qingci.

"What do you think is going on?"

The village chief pointed to a place and asked.

Shen Qingci walked over and stood in front of the mountain that had been blown up most of the time. There were still ordinary blue stones in front of him, but in the end there was a kind of black stone, which was something that people in the village had never seen before.

Shen Qingci quickly picked up a piece.

Yes, this seems to be...

She looked at the stone over and over again, how it looked so similar.

"Have you come by, Brother Blacksmith?"

She looked at the village and was looking for that person.

"Here's here."

The blacksmith hurriedly ran over, half of his arm was outside, and he was covered in dirt, but there were more and more smiles on his face. In fact, it was not just him, but everyone in the village was like this.

No matter how tired or hard it is, it cannot offset the excitement in their hearts. You don’t have to risk your life to get salt. This not only saves themselves, but also saves their descendants. For Dongling, for themselves, what can it be considered?
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