A Midnight Escape Story for Farmers

When Fang Shiqing clearly couldn't see his face underground, Fang Shiqing could feel that the boss's attitude had always been gentle, but when he returned to the ground, facing Xiao Fengdi's cold face, he still shrank subconsciously.

——How does it feel... the air pressure on his body is lower than before entering the underground labyrinth.

Of course Xiao Fengdi is good-looking, the kind of handsome that even the same sex can't help but admire purely.But the contours of his face are too hard, and his expression is always cold. The advantage is that as long as his expression is slightly tense, he can appear very aura; It will look overly serious, even a little vicious.

As for now, it's a disaster - it looks like "keep close to strangers" written on his left face and "keep close to acquaintances" written on his right face.

"Well, boss..." Fang Shiqing asked cautiously, "You, are you angry?"

After a lot of tossing underground, it is almost noon now.The two had just climbed out of the hole and were walking towards the entrance of the farm.

The other party looked at him inexplicably: "No. Why do you think so? I don't think I am a person who gets angry easily."

"...Uh, that's good."

——He didn't seem to know how low the air pressure outside him was.

Although he said he disliked the library for being too noisy, Xiao Fengdi still didn't plan to stay here any longer.Fang Shiqing originally planned to invite him to sit in the room for a while, but he just waved his hand and refused, and walked out on his own.

Fang Shiqing struggled for a moment, then silently followed behind.

"You don't need to see me off, you can go back." Seeing him follow out, Xiao Fengdi said with a slightly relaxed expression.

"Uh, no... I'm going out too," Fang Shiqing scratched his hair, "Didn't you ask me to hand over the talisman to He Xiangwu, sir? Anyway, there's nothing to do afterwards, so I thought I might as well go now."

"..."

An awkward silence spread.Xiao Fengdi pursed his lips, and his complexion, which was not good at first, looked even worse.

"Uh, then, then I'll go there first, boss, see you tomorrow."

Fang Shiqing shrank his neck, saw a fork in the road ahead, and said goodbye to the other party as if fleeing immediately.

"Wait a minute," Xiao Fengdi stopped him suddenly, "Have you eaten today?"

"Huh? Not—"

"Then why don't you come and have a meal with me first," Xiao Fengdi said, "We can talk about other things after we finish eating."

"..."

This unfolds...

Seems a bit strange? ?

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The blacksmith shop is located at the northernmost end of Fengyue Town, and it is a small courtyard with a single family.

Because of the delay in eating, by the time Fang Shiqing arrived here, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

This is his first visit here.Both the courtyard door and the main gate were open, and one could see the large-scale furnace in the house from the outside. The courtyard was very small, and there were no green plants in it, only some cinders were piled up randomly, which looked quite depressed.

He tentatively walked in and knocked on the door before entering, but got no response.

When he arrived at the door of the house, he looked around and saw that He Xiangwu was clearly sitting behind the long table, concentrating on pinching the tweezers and tinkering with something——

Seeing this, Fang Shiqing didn't dare to move, so he could only watch silently from the side.

He Xiangwu was busy with all his attention, and it took half an hour before he finally breathed a sigh of relief, put down the things in his hand slowly, and rubbed his forehead with his hand.

Fang Shi stood impatiently at the door early in the morning, and had already strolled around the yard several times.Seeing that he was finally done, he also let out a long breath: "Finished?"

"Fuck!"

Startled by the sudden voice, He Xiangwu rolled over backwards including his chair.Fang Shiqing didn't expect this to happen, and was startled immediately, and hurried over to help.

"Brother Fang, Brother Fang," He Xiangwu wailed, "Hiss...why did you come in quietly like a ghost?"

"...I knocked on the door, didn't you hear?"

"You should call me," He Xiangwu grinned and got up, rubbing his back that was in contact with the ground, "I have a passive skill of 'Concentration', which automatically blocks all irrelevant external sounds while working. I can't hear you knocking on the door."

"Well, I'm also afraid of disturbing your work or something... I'm sorry, I will remember to call you when I come back next time."

Fang Shiqing turned his head while speaking, and was a little surprised when he saw the things on the long table.

"This……"

There are some small and beautiful metal rings scattered on the table, each of which is connected together and divided into several sections.

"Could it be... jewelry?"

"That's right," He Xiangwu put away the things on the table carefully, "I opened my business these few days, and the job I got was not only helping to repair ironware, but also customizing decorations. Making jewelry is really profitable. Such a necklace can give me more than 1000 just for my hard work. When I level up the relevant skills, I can double it again—"

To be honest, the exquisite and beautiful female accessories are quite incompatible with He Xiangwu, who is big and thick, and the way he carefully holds the semi-finished product is even a bit funny.

But at this time Fang Shiqing noticed that his hands were clean and slender, even a little out of touch compared with other parts of him, and they matched the jewelry on his palms very well.

"It's amazing." Fang Shiqing sighed sincerely.

He Xiangwu put away his things, stretched, and yawned.

"Hey, but this job is really tiring," he said while rubbing his shoulders, "I've been working on it since last night, and it's only half done until now."

"You've been working all night?"

Speaking of this, He Xiangwu looked very depressed.

"I've been up at night for several days straight," he said, spreading his hands, "Brother Fang, you know that I've been haunted by little ghosts here. Although I've filled the hole in the roof, the past few days …Every night, something knocks on the door, and there are children singing outside, how can I dare to sleep? I have no choice but to work all night. Anyway, I can’t hear anything when the passive skill is activated. I'll catch up on sleep during the day."

Why does everyone seem to have sleep problems recently?

Fang Shiqing couldn't help sighing.

"However, you can rest assured now." He took out the charm given by Xiao Fengdi.

"Brother Xiao gave it?"

With surprise on his face, He Xiangwu took the talisman in his hand and looked at it again and again, "Oh, this thing looks like a prop in a TV series... Unexpectedly, he really helped me find a way? I thought He just said it casually, and then forgot about it when he turned around. Thank you, Brother Fang!"

"You don't need to thank me, I'm just an errand-" Fang Shiqing waved his hand quickly, but was interrupted excitedly by He Xiangwu: "I knew it, it was right to ask you to help me open this mouth with him! I'm so witty Already!"

Fang Shiqing: "??? No, what does this have to do with me—"

"To tell you the truth, I also mustered up the courage to go to the library two days ago, and wanted to beg him to come with the cheek," He Xiangwu sighed, "As a result, alas, I shrank when I saw Brother Xiao himself. What's the matter with him these two days, he looks terrible really. Probably only you can talk to him."

"..." In the past few days, the boss seems to have been severely criticized and killed.

"He seems to be suffering from insomnia, and he doesn't feel well. In fact, the boss is really easy to talk, and he doesn't lose his temper with others—"

"I know Brother Xiao is a nice person, and it's easy to talk to him at ordinary times. But these two days, he's really scary, and I still can't help it."

He Xiangwu asked Fang Shiqing to sit down in the room, and he immediately posted the spell.When sticking it, it was very careful, as if holding gold instead of yellow paper.

Fang Shiqing looked at the surrounding environment.

The hut was dilapidated, even thinner and simpler than his farmer's hut.Apart from the eye-catching big stove, there is only a long table and stools, a broken bed and a storage box in the room.

There are several pieces of metal on the long table, most of which are iron, and there are also two pieces of copper.The strange thing is that there are several long stones placed beside it, which clearly look like a seal.

When He Xiangwu came back, he saw that he was looking at those stones, and he immediately showed pride.

"Well, these chapters look pretty, right?" He picked up one and handed it to Fang Shiqing, puffed up his chest and said, "I carved it myself!"

"You still have this skill?"

Fang Shiqing didn't understand this, but he also knew that engraving seals didn't seem to be an inherent skill of ordinary blacksmiths, but something closer to the field of art.

In the eyes of a layman like him, the engraving of this seal is quite beautiful, at least not worse than those sold on the market.

"Ah, hey? No, this is something I know in reality." After reacting, He Xiangwu shook his head and said, "That Gu Jinhong is also earning money by singing part-time in bars because he can sing in reality. If you engrave a seal in the middle school, you can take advantage of the trend and develop a second career to earn some extra money."

He Xiangwu proudly displayed his works, and Fang Shiqing looked at the stones one by one, feeling more and more that this He Xiangwu seemed quite talented.

In addition to words, he would also carve some pictures on the stone, such as plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, just like the pictures.

When he was still in the real world, Fang Shiqing occasionally saw some young people engraving rubber stamps—that is, engraving pictures on a large rubber surface.However, it seems that there are not many people who directly carve seals with stones like He Xiangwu.

He accidentally touched a separate stone on the other side, and picked it up, "Then this one is also—huh?"

When he saw the front, he suddenly lost his voice.

"what?"

He Xiangwu was stunned, blushed all of a sudden, and hurriedly snatched away the stone seal, "No, no, no, this is a customer's order, not something I made myself—it's really not..."

The sound became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

"..."

"..."

On the front of the seal, there is clearly engraved a female animation image of a "Magic Girl" wearing exaggerated costumes, holding a magic wand, and accompanied by a cute little mascot.

She even looks very similar to the main character in "The Beautiful Girl of ○" that Fang Shiqing once watched in real life.

"Uh,... You said, it was requested by the client? In this world... there is "Pretty Girl of ○"?"

"..."

He Xiangwu turned around dejectedly, covering his face.

"No...Actually," he admitted with difficulty, "I drew it for fun. I used to, uh, in real life, I loved engraving this kind of chapter."

Fang Shiqing was even more shocked.It's not that I'm surprised that a guy like He Xiangwu who looks like a sportsman likes magical girl animations, but——

"You mean to say that you drew the pattern on the chapter just now? It's completely original? Didn't you draw it according to the model?"

"Yes..." He Xiangwu's back became even more hunched.

Fang Shiqing quickly patted him on the back, and comforted him: "It's okay, that... sorry, I shouldn't be messing around. If you don't think it's okay, I, that, I just pretended that I didn't see anything just now, and I'm sorry. I won’t tell others, but I really don’t think there’s anything wrong—what’s wrong with men liking magical girls!”

"Ugh……"

He Xiangwu turned around tremblingly, put down his hand covering his face, his expression was extremely heavy.

"Fang, Brother Fang, don't laugh at me when you hear that. Don't look...don't look at me like this. I have actually drawn magical girl comics and even posted manuscripts on online platforms."