"You're late!" The message was sent two days ago, but Mrs. Bian came two days later. It was indeed over.
"I have no choice. After the third prince came to find me, the second prince came to me again, followed by you!" Mrs. Bian said helplessly.
"You are really hot, I want to go to the mine!" Lin Haoming said.
"Mining, you want Xuanjing, that's impossible!" Mrs. Bian immediately shook her head.
"Why?" Lin Haoming asked.
"There is always a high-ranking Xuan Master and two ordinary Xuan Masters taking care of the mined Xuan Jing. You can't sneak in and steal the Xuan Jing, and the Xuan Jing is turned in once every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.
Today is the third day of the Lunar New Year, and it has only been two days since I turned it in. Even if it succeeds, you won’t get much." Mrs. Bian said with certainty.
"I have no intention of stealing Xuanjing, I just want to enter the Xuanjing vein!" Lin Haoming said.
"Ah! Why are you going into the mine?" Mrs. Bian asked in confusion.
"You don't have to worry about this. I just want to know if you can do it?" Lin Haoming asked.
"The Xuanjing mine is very strictly guarded, and it is very difficult to get in. Of course, it is not impossible to just enter the vein, but you may need to sacrifice something!" Mrs. Bian thought for a while before saying.
"What solution?" Lin Haoming asked.
"Then you replace a mining death row prisoner!" Mrs. Bian said.
"That's no problem! When can it be done? The sooner the better!" Lin Haoming said.
"It takes three days, at least two days, to prepare, because the fifth day of every month is the day when prisoners are sent to death!" Mrs. Bian explained.
"It's going to waste another three days. Okay, go ahead and do it. Let me know when it's done!" Lin Haoming said.
"Dian Yun, I don't know what you are going to do, but I hope this is the last time, because I can't use up all my secret power for you!" Although Mrs. Bian agreed, she still reminded her.
Lin Haoming said.
Lin Haoming just smiled and said: "If you help me, you won't need those so-called powers in three years at most."
"How is this possible!" Mrs. Bian was a little in disbelief, because she understood what the other party meant when he said no need.
Lin Haoming did not explain, and Mrs. Bian also knew that the other party would not explain, so she quickly went to do it.
After a while, Dian Neng walked in, and Lin Haoming said directly without waiting for him to speak: "Neng Lao, I have something very important to tell you!"
"If the master of the house has any instructions, just say it!" Although Dian Neng said it casually, from Lin Haoming's tone, he felt that this matter was not simple.
"Help me delay the time to meet the king!" Lin Haoming said.
"How long will it take?" Dian Neng asked with some confusion.
"I don't know either. It's my fault for not being prepared in advance." Lin Haoming frowned slightly.
"What does the head of the family mean?" Dian Neng was a little confused.
"Yan Lie might kill me!" Lin Haoming said.
"That can't be true. Master, you have such a bright future. Could it be that Yan Lie is afraid of you!" Dian could think of something, and his face became very solemn.
"I'm really scared, so I have to be stronger. I'm going to be away for a few days, so I can put off the meeting as long as I can. If I can't get rid of you, just do it!" Lin Haoming explained in Dian Neng's ear.
Dian Neng listened and nodded immediately.
Two days later, Lin Haoming and a dozen other people were locked in a prison van. The prison van was very large, and even though the dozen or so of them were all strong men, it seemed relatively empty. Except for three or four people gathered together, the rest of the people
They were all sitting alone against the iron railings, and each person's hands and feet were shackles made of fine iron.
Everyone here is a repeat offender, and some of them should even be beheaded. However, because these people have a common characteristic, they are all third-level to fifth-level black magicians, so they survived. Of course, this kind of work is just
They are living an ignoble existence because they all know where they will be sent.
The Xuanjin Mine in Dachu Kingdom is smaller and more special than anyone imagined, because it is actually a huge house, and the entrance to the mine is in this house.
To be more precise, the Chu State built a huge house with a length and width of a hundred feet to cover the mine and make it easier to guard. The mine originally looked like a house with a length of twenty or thirty feet.
It is a natural cave entrance, but now there are hand-cranked lifting baskets around the entrance to take people down and up.
The prisoners in the prison car were taken down one by one, and then the chains on each of them were opened, and at the same time, they had an additional pill in their hands.
At this time, a man who originally looked pretty, but now his face became ferocious because of a long scar, walked up to the crowd, looked at the dozen people and said with a smile: "Is this the solution to the Sanxuan Powder on your body?"
Half an hour after taking the medicine, you will gradually recover your profound strength. I am the one who manages you. You can call me Master Yan, but I am also of royal blood, because this place belongs to the royal family and to our Yan family.
Yes, you were all going to die, but now I give you a chance to live. From today on, you must go down to mine. From now on, whether you want water, food, or even a woman, you will have a chance, but we need you.
In exchange for the mined Xuan Jing, do you see this sign? This is the price you can exchange for!"
The scar-faced man pointed at a wooden sign not far away, and sure enough, there were more than a dozen lines of words written on it.
"One hundred degrees of Xuanjing can only be exchanged for one pound of grain. It's crazy to ask a woman for 10,000 degrees of Xuanjing!" After seeing the price tag above, someone immediately shouted out.
"This is a Xuanjing vein. How can we still get out such a small amount of Xuanjing? It doesn't matter if we can't get it out. At most, you will die in it. Today is the day for you to mine, and it is also the day when we clean the mine once a month.
." The scar-faced man sneered.
No one knew what the so-called mine clearing meant, but after a quarter of an hour, everyone knew it, because at this moment some people who seemed to be prisoners began to shake the handles and raise the hanging baskets. Soon there were eight hanging baskets in total, carrying
More than twenty people came up, but among the more than twenty people, only eight were alive, and the rest were all dead. Moreover, each of them was wearing prison uniform, so they were obviously [.] prisoners.
Half of these dead prison uniforms were skinny and skinny, and the other half looked like they had been killed. However, the scar-faced man did not care about this at all, and just ordered people to take them out and burn them to avoid causing a plague.
At this time, there is no need for verbal explanations. Everyone knows the fate of Xuan Jing, and the other party naturally does not care about your life or death.
"Okay, now everyone come here and get a pickaxe and three days of food and water into the hanging basket. This is given to you for free. In the future, whether it is food, water, or even a new pickaxe, you will need Xuanjing
, Xuanjing is your life." The scar-faced man smiled, and at this time he seemed to enjoy this feeling of superiority.