Then there are the things in the yard, the barbecue grill, the oven, the basins, water tanks, and cauldrons, which she bought and put away. The wooden house is movable and put away in a separate storage bag. The bathroom was dismantled and put away, and the sink was put away.
The water inside washed away the pebbles and left no trace of the sand below.
It's not that Hu Qing is stingy, but she wants to erase all traces of her own family. Somehow, at first she was just afraid of losing her valuables, but she couldn't stop putting them away. She had to take all her belongings with her.
Walk.
She also doesn't want things that are not her own, such as the big pot that was on the stove. She forgot to throw it away, and now she put it on top again.
What should I do if there are a few pieces of lumber piled at the foot of the wall, a chicken coop without a chicken, a cart placed against the wall, and a patch of flowers and plants?
Hu Qing hesitated for a moment, then decisively shoveled all the land and threw it into the pit of the pool. He then went to an unowned area outside to dig some soil to fill in the pool and the potholes on the ground.
At first glance, the yard returned to its original bare appearance. Hu Qing looked again and again to see that nothing was missing. He took the small yard rental sign and went to the place where the original application was made to cancel the rent.
At this point, she took a breath, her heart was beating steadily, and her trachea was no longer blocked.
She went to the weapon refining room, rented it for ten days, went inside and waited, and waited until dark before releasing the paper cranes: "Xiao Nuan, mom has left the yard and will tell you when she has a new home."
Hu Nuan was eating snacks in his room. He was stunned for a moment and asked the paper crane to fly back: "I understand, Mom, you have to pick me up after I moved to a new house."
Scratching my head, what happened to my mother?
Hu Qing is now truly alone and alone. Her daughter is also taken care of by professionals, so she can concentrate on refining weapons.
Qiao Yu:?
Ten boxes of refined iron and refined copper ore were released. Hu Qing saw the power of the underground fire last time. Instead of using a refining furnace, he opened a medium-sized fire outlet and piled the ore around to roast it.
She thought, it would be fine if it was fired into molten iron and then cast into a shape, but - what about the mold? How does the molten iron flow out of the furnace? Oh, by the way, there seems to be an outlet switch on the body of the furnace.
Hu slightly pondered and gave up.
I can't walk yet, so don't rush to crawl.
Moreover, from what she learned from the notes of the master of the blacksmith shop, she always felt that the master was also from a wild background, and there were many places where she, a layman, felt intuitively that something was wrong. She did not want to run on the wrong road.
Soon, the ore blocks next to the fire were roasted red. Looking at the blue-red translucent flame, Hu Qian felt a strange feeling.
The last time she came here, she felt that the fire was terrifying, the kind of scorching heat that could burn her bones to ashes. This time, she was not as scared as last time. It was not that she was adapting, but that the fire really posed less of a threat to her.
of confidence.
Hu Qing thought for a moment, could it be because his spiritual power has improved? Think about it, this is just the lowest quality earth fire. The higher the cultivation level, the more the monks use the better quality earth fire. The key point lies in the cultivation level.
Only with cultivation can we fight against the ferocious force of nature.
I refreshed myself and became more powerful.
Silk cloth: It's just a little bit of trouble. I don't care if you warm my feet. It's really useless to make you proud.
Hu Qing pulled the red-hot ore aside, hammered it, and soon entered a state of selflessness. I saw that the corners of her robe were tucked into her belt, her sleeves on both sides were rolled up high, and the muscles on her slender arms were smooth and tangible, thin and tight.
Shi's waist was as tough and strong as a spring. With each heavy hammer blow, a pleasant impact sounded in the room, and sparks flew everywhere, falling on her head, body, and arms without leaving any traces.
Invisibly, spiritual energy traveled wildly inside her body, forming a thin membrane on her body to isolate her from external harm.
In the fierce collision of fire and metal, bits of spiritual power poured onto her body like invisible golden drizzle.
She was very satisfied with the silk fabric flying up and down with her left hand. The person it picked was always a little special.
Hu Huahua was lying in the corner. The hot and dull air, the monotonous voice, and the small room made him feel safe and comfortable just because of the man wielding a sledgehammer in the middle. He hugged himself tightly, opened his mouth and hit
He let out a long yawn, stared at Hu Qing, and fell asleep in a daze.
Just when Hu Qing was blacksmithing and didn't know what night it was, two monks came into Baopingfang and went to the place where flowers and willows sleep. They were intoxicated until the beautiful old lady reminded them.
"You two, the thousand spirit stones you gave me have been used up. It's time for the girls to rest." The female boss said with a smile.
The two monks immediately suffered from toothache. After working hard day and night for days and nights, their supposedly young skins became old and unbecoming of their appearance, with the decadence of fifty or sixty years old.
The female boss said something disgusting, saying that such a poor old man couldn't squeeze out much money. He was old and poor and could not afford the consumption of Nonghua Pavilion. He could only come from a small place like home to have fun, but no matter how small a fireworks place,
She also eats people without spitting out their bones. Fortunately, my girl is a little better at dual cultivation, otherwise she would have been sucked into cultivation by two poor old men.
It's best to drive him out if you don't have money, and never come back again.
The two monks smiled playfully and finally walked out on their own, without tearing apart the faces of both parties.
However, after they came out, their faces were downcast and angry, and there was an evil fire in their stomachs that was eager to vent.
Only then did they realize that it was actually night at this time, and the two of them had no place to live in the city. They went to stay at the inn with nothing in their pockets, and they had nowhere to go.
"That old shrew, if you don't give her any face, I will kill her sooner or later." A person said, with fierce desire flashing in his eyes.
Another said: "Those people only have spiritual stones in their eyes. Do you think I don't want to? But there is a seventh-level foundation building there."
The two looked at each other and saw the greed and cowardice in each other's eyes.
They were only on the third floor and had not made any progress for a long time. They could not get any lucrative jobs in the mines, so they had to guard the gates of the abandoned mining areas outside and dig out a pitiful piece or two of small spiritual stones every day.
I don't know how many days the two of them worked together to save a thousand low-grade spiritual stones, but they spent it all in just three or five days after entering that gentle nest.
If so many spiritual stones were used to absorb spiritual power, they would not be consumed so quickly. But I know my own things. They were lucky enough to build the foundation. After building the foundation, their cultivation was slow. They saw that they still had no breakthrough after most of their life. Probably, this
I will never get past the sixth floor in my life.
The hopeless end of life is death. Such despair at a glance destroyed the two people's ambitions. They simply found solace in the warm fragrance of soft jade. Unfortunately, they charge a fee.
If, if their cultivation was higher, higher than the seventh floor of the foundation building, wouldn't it be easy to win a small Hualou Pavilion and gain both human and financial resources?
It's a pity that they don't even have a place to stay right now.
The two walked silently in the dark alley, the sound of awkward footsteps echoed. The disparity in strength not only did not calm them down, but also aroused the fire of ignorance in their bodies.
Suddenly, the two of them stopped at the same time, looked at each other, and said in unison: "That disfigured little woman——"
