Chapter 323 What kind of rubbish is this (45)
After digging graves for seven days, Dang Jin finally became numb.
He, Lin Yuan and the old man dug graves in waves, constantly swiping the resources here, and then brought them back to the cave.
The old man seems to be indifferent to everything. He does things without saying a word. He is just a work machine without emotions.
The party scarf had a lot of questions, but sometimes Lin Yuan would answer them, and sometimes Lin Yuan just let him think for himself.
I figured it out and I’m here to ask you!
Although Dang Jin wanted to say this, he still didn’t ask anything in the end.
With nothing to do during the day, Lin Yuan tinkered with the fragments dug out from the cemetery in the cave.
In the eyes of Dang Jin, these fragments are just a pile of rags. The only valuable thing is that they can be used as toys for children. He has no idea why Lin Yuan values these fragments so much.
Occasionally, I heard strange notification sounds from Lin Yuan, but I still didn’t dare to ask.
When he felt that he would spend his whole life here, Lin Yuan suddenly stood up and said it was done.
"What happened? Mad man?" The party scarf asked in confusion.
“Why do you always put the word epilepsy on your lips recently?” Lin Yuan said dissatisfied, “Tell me frankly, are you epileptic yourself? I can abandon you in advance.”
"I'm trapped in such a small place every day. I have nothing to do during the day, nothing to do at night, and then I still have to dig up other people's things in the middle of the night. Do you think I'm crazy?"
"You I can still rhyme now!”
Looking at the party scarf with appreciation, Lin Yuan felt that this non-player character was really interesting.
No matter whether the other party has any questions or not, you must bring it with you later, so that you can listen to a cross talk even if you have nothing to do.
Patting the shoulder of the party scarf, Lin Yuan pointed to the thing he had built with a pile of junk and said: "I have made some good stuff, and I will open your eyes today."
< br>"What a fun thing, isn't it just garbage?"
Lin Yuan gave a look of ignorance, and then took out his things.
The first one looked like a broken cart, but it had four wheels and a pile of junk piled at the rear of the cart. I couldn’t figure out what it was.
If the first one is any indication, the second one is complete garbage.
A cowhide bag with some stuff stuffed bulgingly inside. There was a faint smell that made the party don't want to know what was inside.
But the three are even more outrageous, they are actually bull heads.
The inside of the cow head is made of various kinds of garbage, and the outside is sewn with various kinds of leather. I don’t know how much effort Lin Yuan spent on this thing.
After looking at this thing for a while, the party scarf asked in confusion: "How did you save these things? I have never seen them before."
"Storage pockets, special equipment for players, It’s normal if you don’t know.”
“Then how do you make these things?”
“God rewards hard work, as long as you keep practicing, some daily necessities are easy.”
“You call these daily necessities?”
"Okay, we've almost collected everything. It's time for us to leave. Mr. Sha, how is the map you asked to draw?"
Because the old man didn't talk much and just worked, Lin Yuan He gave the other party a name, Sha Lao.
Sha Lao nodded and took out a piece of paper, which was a map of the nearby area.
Through the map, Dang Jin discovered that there are high mountains nearby, and the only way out must be through the execution ground, which is now the most heavily guarded place.
It’s no wonder that the people at the execution ground are not very enthusiastic about searching here. They should know the nearby geography and know that they must leave from here. After looking at the map for a while, the party towel took another look at the garbage Lin Yuan pieced together, and couldn't help but ask: "You mean, we have to rely on these garbage to escape from here."
"You are the most rubbish person here."
"You..."
"Okay, get in the car and let's go!"
Jumping on the flatbed truck that he pieced together, Lin Yuan stuffed all the souls he had obtained into the rear area that served as the engine. Then he saw black smoke rising, making him cough incessantly.
Squeezing into the flatbed truck with Mr. Sha, he watched Lin Yuan jump to the front of the car, and then shouted: "Start."
In the stunned eyes of the party leader, the flatbed truck really started to move.
It starts out very slowly, and ordinary people can catch up in just a few steps.
But as it continued to accelerate, the speed of the flatbed truck began to increase continuously. After passing the slope of the cave entrance, it reached a certain speed, and then the scenery on both sides of the party towel quickly receded.
Dang Jin could adapt to the speed at first, but gradually, he began to nervously grasp the protrusions of the flat plate, and when the speed reached a certain level, he couldn't stop shouting.
Although the interior of the car had been dampened with fur, the rugged mountain road still brought a lot of bumps. Every time he ran over a stone, he had the urge to vomit, but the impact when he landed would make him swallow the contents of his throat. Swallow it back.
In the usual half-hour journey, the car actually jumped up in just a cup of tea. The car dropped from the mountain and rushed straight into the execution ground. It rushed towards the gate with a group of jailers watching in surprise.
Lin Yuan carefully calculated the time to rush out.
At this time, a new carriage was driving in, and the gate of the execution ground had not yet been closed. At this tiny moment, the flatbed truck rushed out of here and rushed towards freedom.
"Wow, this feels so good!" Lin Yuan shouted excitedly, and then he saw someone standing in front of him, looking at it with a livid face.
"Little thief, where are you running!"
This time, the sword cultivator took out the magic sword directly, and saw the magic sword rising into the sky, turning into twelve sword lights, and rushing towards Lin Yuan in the car.
“I knew you would come, look for treasure.”
Throwing out a cowhide bag, Lin Yuan’s flatbed truck turned sharply, and saw the cowhide bag being torn to pieces by the light of a sword in the air , the stench immediately spread.
The corrupted black blood turned into thick fog in the air, and the sword light entangled in the thick fog immediately dimmed, making the sword cultivator even more angry.
Just after breaking through the dense fog, new cowhide bags flew out, each one producing a large amount of dense fog, polluting the sword light of the sword cultivator.
Seeing this, the sword cultivator calmed down.
The other party actually understands the characteristics of the sword light, and even makes special props to pollute his own sword light. What is the origin of this person?
Recalling the cases he saw before, he remembered that Shuangmu was just a rebel thief. Before the rebellion, he was a stranger of unknown origin. Where did so many strange things come from?
Knowing that this person was not simple, the sword cultivator became much more cautious.
Instead of entangled with the sword light, he merged the remaining sword lights, and then slashed out with his sword, drawing a deep tunnel in front of Lin Yuan's flatbed truck.
Then, another sword light slashed out, completely blocking the opponent's way, and he could only turn back to face himself.
Walking to the flatbed truck with his hands behind his back, he asked seriously: "Boy, how did you make these things?"
Seeing that the way out was dead, the party leader suddenly became pale. Bloody, pulled Lin Yuan and said: "Shuangmu, we are dead! If I had known, I would have dug graves every day."
"Stop arguing, there is a trick!"
After saying that, the huge bull's head was thrown out and flew towards the sword cultivator in front of him.
Go to bed first, and make up for what you owe later.
(End of this chapter)