Chapter 787

Shen Qingci found the old village chief again. Her spirit was not very good. In fact, she herself knew that it was because she hadn't eaten salt for a long time, but she still didn't want to eat it.

"Is the village big?"

she asked the village chief.

"Well, it's very big," the village stroked his beard lightly. "Our ancestors have lived here for generations, and they have gone all around. The people here are isolated from the outside world. We can live here forever."

"Can't the village hear outside voices?"

she asked again.

"I can't hear it," the village stood up. "No matter how loud it is, we can't hear the sound outside, and our voice can't be heard outside."

"Is that so..."

Shen Qingci understood.

She walked to the stone mountain again, and then carefully touched these stone mountains.

It should be possible, it is possible there, and it should be the same here.

After she went back, she was busy again.

"What is that sister doing, hasn't she cooked anything for us recently?"

Several children surrounded Xiaodong and asked, they liked the new sister. This sister is very good-looking, and she will cook delicious and fun things that they have never eaten before. When they come up with something delicious, they will give it to them first, so that they can also taste the taste. They thought that my sister was busy these days, and she just made something good, but how long has it been? They didn't even look for them, which also made them anxious. No, I came over and asked Xiaodong directly.

Xiaodong scratched his head, "Actually, I don't know either. I have never eaten anything my sister made."

"Then can you help us ask?"

Several children are holding Xiaodong's hand, and the children's world is so simple. The life and death of the past few days did not seem to leave anything on them. They were still laughing, making noise, and arguing. Just as Shen Qingci said.

They are far away from them in the future, and death is also far away from them.

"No," Xiaodong shook his head like a wavy drum.

"My mother said that my sister is thinking about something, and we can't disturb it."

What Xiao Dongniang said was actually what the village chief meant. Shen Qingci was the first person to enter the village for thousands of years. She brought them the changes over the millennium, and at the same time, she also brought the changes over the millennia to them. Because of them, there are only those farm tools and so many delicious snacks.

Every time she thinks of something, it is very important for them in Dongling, and it may change their lives, such as those farm tools and so on, it also saves them a lot of effort, in the future Allows them to grow more grain and rice noodles.

That's why they know that they can't disturb the elder sister, otherwise, if the elder sister forgets what she has to do, then he will become the eternal sinner of the whole village.

Sinners are terrifying, let alone those of the ages. He doesn't want to be a sinner, he wants to be a good person, a good person like his father and eldest brother.

When the other children heard this, they were quiet and not noisy.

"That sister must be making delicious snacks."

"She's making farm implements."

"You must be doing a beautiful flower," a little girl stroked her hair, which also had a new flower that her sister gave her, and she liked it.

"I feel like she's making a weapon."

A boy rolled up his sleeves and said, "Last time, my sister made bows and arrows very well. They are small and light. We can all feed rabbits for the family."

Xiaodong nodded quickly

And no matter what they do, they will be happy.

Several children had been talking for a long time outside, and Shen Qing's speech in the house had all been heard.

She looked down at these things made.

"Whether it's okay, it's up to you."

On this day, she took one thing, went to the foot of the mountain, and found the most suitable place there.

At this time, the villagers in Dongling were busy in the fields. Now the crops are growing, and they are also using the new farm tools brought by Shen Qingci. They are indeed much easier to use than before. At least half of the effort has been saved. This spring ploughing originally took about a month, but now I am afraid that it can be completed in half a month.

Just when they were all focused on farming, they heard a bang, and it seemed that even the ground shook with it, making the timid child cry.

Their Dongling has always been a place of tranquility, and there has never been an earthquake, and they don't even know what an earthquake is?

"Don't worry," the village chief comforted the villagers, "this is not an earthquake, the sound is coming from the mountain, go and have a look first."

The village chief settled the other villagers, and this was the one who brought a few young and strong men over, but when they arrived, they were all startled there.

"You are here," Shen Qingci turned around and faced the village chief and the others.

"I just came here to test it out, it seems to be much better than the ones outside." She patted the soil on her body, and slightly tidied up her clothes. It was the first time she did such a thing. Okay, you've made yourself disgraced.

The explosives she made in the past also blew the mountain in Xunhe out of a river, but she didn't really ignite it, so it was the first time that she was born with hands.

The village chief suddenly stepped forward and looked excitedly at the big hole that had been blown up. Iron tools couldn’t cut it, and stones couldn’t break it open. They didn’t know how many great heroes they lost because of this rocky mountain, even he His father, brother, and grandchildren also died inside.

For the first time, for the first time, he actually saw these stones on the mountain.

And when he was holding these stones, he was crying loudly, and those young and strong men also had red eyes, which one of them has not lost a loved one, and which one has not the same fate, maybe the next time they go to die is They are.

Their lives are tied to this mountain, and now it seems that they have a hope, a hope that they don't have to die for it.

Soon after, in the village chief's house, Shen Qingci took out a picture, which was drawn by the people of Dongling in all dynasties with their own lives, and every time they took salt, they would bring this picture with them. The picture is also because of this picture, they will not get lost in the mountains, and they will be able to bring the salt back.

Shen Qingci looked at the map on the table. She had never been up the mountain, so she didn't know what kind of terrifying danger there was in the mountain, nor how steep the mountain was. She could only approximate from the map. Figure out how far it is from the Yantian.

Lao Hengju has taught her these things. Although she can only talk about it on paper, I have to say that now it is better than a headless fly who knows nothing.