The Second Immortal Road

After Nan Youlu got the hook, he completely regarded mining as a fun thing to do. He never thought that cutting thick rocks could be so easy. In the past, he used a hammer to chisel. , The effect is very poor.

　　 Seeing Nan Youlu playing energetically, Han Ming didn't bother him, and then stood behind him, smiling as he watched him waving the hook indiscriminately.

　　 Nanyoulu played for about two quarters of an hour, and his movements slowed down, his breath became a little thicker, and a trace of sweat appeared on his forehead.

　　 Seeing that Nanyoulu was a little tired from playing, Han Ming walked up and said with a smile: "You're tired, you rest first, I'll dig, I know I should dig over there."

　　 Nan Youlu was indeed a little tired at this time, and he had no objection, and directly returned the hook in his hand to Han Ming, while he walked back to make room for Han Ming.

　　Different from the playful opening and closing of Nanyoulu, Han Ming's movements are very light. He stands there without moving a step, only his two arms are constantly moving.

　　 Although Han Ming's movements are very light, his mining speed is very fast, more than several times faster than Nan Youlu.

　　 Nan Youlu picked up a few flat stones that had just been cut off and put them together, then sat down on it, resting his cheeks in his hands and watching Han Ming open the mine in front.

　　 "How did you bring this hook in! We were not all searched when we came in! All weapons and other things were taken away!" Nan Youlu dragged his cheeks, with a curious look on his face.

　　 "Tethered to my legs, those horse thieves didn't look at me carefully when I was young, so I was fooled!" Han Ming answered as he removed the stones from the stone wall.

　　 "Oh, it turned out to be like this." Nan Youlu had an expression of enlightenment, but then he asked again: "Where did you get this hook? It's so sharp, it's a magic weapon that really cuts iron like mud."

　　 "I picked it up from a corpse in a blood-colored robe. At first, I didn't expect this hook to be so sharp. I didn't expect to pick up a treasure." Han Ming swiped hard and lifted a large piece of rock down.

　　 "Where are you from, I always feel that your accent is a little weird!" Nan Youlu asked again.

　　 "The people from the west marched all the way to here, but they were robbed by horse thieves, and then they were sent here as miners!" Han Ming said vaguely.

It seems that Nanyoulu hasn't talked to people for a long time. Now when he meets Han Ming who can let go of his guard, he can't keep his mouth shut for a while, and one question after another pops up. Some questions make Han Ming feel embarrassed. Don't know how to answer.

In fact, Han Ming can make up some lies at will. He is confident that there will be no logical loopholes, but for some reason he feels a little unwilling to deceive the boy in front of him, so he had to answer this boy vaguely. Questions, and some questions that are really difficult to answer are just half-truths and half-truths.

　　While thinking of answering Nanyoulu’s question, while digging in the ore, time passed quickly. About half an hour later, Han Ming pulled out a half-foot-wide and one-person-high passage on the stone wall. He got into the passage, while Nan Youlu stood outside holding a torch to help him light it.

"Ha, finally I dug it." Han Ming's hand movement speeded up. A piece of gravel the size of a palm fell on the ground, and the space in front of him quickly increased, and the original black ore began to increase. Some golden colors.

　　 After a short time, Han Ming withdrew from the mine. He was still holding a large piece of golden ore in the palm of his hand. At first glance, it was high-quality gold ore.

　　 "Set it aside, there is still a lot in it, I'll go in and dig." Han Ming put the ore in his hand on the ground, and he turned around and entered the passage.

"You really got the ore!" Nan Youlu squatted on the ground and fiddled with the ore in front of him. His face was full of joy. The ore alone was enough for the two of them to eat for five or six days. of.

　　 scoured the passage for about two minutes, Han Ming stopped his hand movement, and at this time, there was a pile of gold ore on the ground outside the passage.

　　 "There are still some in it, but they are too scattered, so we don't need it. These alone will be enough for us to eat for more than a month." Han Ming smiled happily.

　　 "You can really feel the ore in the rock wall, how did you do it, tell me." Nan Youlu shifted his gaze from the ore to Han Ming, his face full of curiosity.

"My five senses are more sensitive than ordinary people, and I can hear very subtle sounds. If there are gold ore in the stone wall, the echo will be different!" It is impossible for Han Ming to tell Nan You that he is a cultivator with spiritual knowledge. Lu's, at least until he recovers, he can't be told.

And the reason why Han Ming can think of using echo to explain his ability to detect gold ore is because he thought of the old man surnamed Bai he met before. The old man surnamed Bai can use the echo to judge the road, and he can also use the echo to locate the stone wall. In the gold ore.

　　 "Oh, it turned out to be like this! I didn't expect you to have this ability!" Nanyou Lu was very excited, and there was some envy in his eyes.

　　 "We scrape off these gold dust, otherwise the ore is too big to move." Han Ming pointed to the pile of ore on the ground.

　　 Then Han Ming and Nan Youlu squatted on the ground and scraped the gold from the ore with tools, and the scraped gold dust was carried on a piece of rag. Scraping these gold powder is a delicate task, it takes a long time, and it took more than an hour to collect the gold powder.

　　 Han Ming handed the re-ignited torch to Nan Youlu, then smiled and said, "You take this golden powder and go out first, and I will come later."

　　 "There is only one torch, what do you do if I take it away, what are you doing, why should I go first! I will stay with you." Nan Youlu took the torch and the bag of gold powder, and some questions appeared on his face.

　　 "My stomach hurts, you want to stay with me? I'm afraid it will smoke you!" Han Ming smiled.

　　 "You, you, huh, stay in this black mine tunnel." Nan Youlu couldn't help but blush when he heard the words, then turned and walked outside with a stomping.

　　 Han Ming saw Nan Youlu's anxious appearance, he couldn't help touching his nose, and he laughed twice.

　　 Han Ming's spiritual consciousness dissipated, and he was convinced that after Nanyou Lu had reached a long enough distance, he turned around and walked towards the tunnel dug out before.

With a pinch of the handle of the hook-shaped artifact in Han Mingchao's hand, a thin, almost transparent thread was exposed from the handle. Han Ming took a look at the veins he dug out, and after choosing a position, he inserted the hooks all the way. Above the stone wall.

　　 Han Ming left the hook in place, while he himself dragged the transparent thin line on the hook towards the outside of the vein. He didn't stop until he walked out of the range of several tens of meters.

　　 "If someone who is interested sees the smooth cut on the rock wall of this vein, it is inevitable that some of the miners have a blade that cuts iron like mud. For some unnecessary trouble, this mine tunnel should disappear completely."

Han Ming murmured to himself, and then suddenly pulled the thin thread in his hand, the silver hook embedded in the rock wall flew towards Han Ming. During the flight, a long line was opened on the rock wall along the way. Mouth.

Han Ming grabbed the silver hook with a single wave, and he sprinted behind him at the same time, like a sharp arrow that broke the string, and the veins behind him started to collapse. It didn't take long. Blocked the entire vein.

　　Nan Youlu didn't go too far. He stood not far from the vein and waited for Han Ming, fearing that he would not have a torch when he came out and could not find a way back.

But just as Nanyoulu was immersed in the joy of digging a large amount of gold, a violent shaking in the veins directly caused him to sit on the ground. When he finally stabilized his figure, he found that the vein behind him was already It collapsed and was blocked by countless stones.

Nanyoulu didn’t react for a while, but just stared blankly at the blocked mineral vein. After he realized something, he panicked and couldn’t take care of the faint pain. Butt, ran directly to the side of the vein in a panic, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com started to plan the stones on the vein with his hands.

　　 While crying, he repeated: "Don't die, if you die, I will stay in this vein again! Don't die."

　　 "Hey, brother, what are you doing, the ore inside has been dug out, what else are you digging." Han Ming leaned over and patted Nan Youlu on the shoulder.

　　 Nan Youlu was taken aback. When he turned his head, he saw Han Ming's smiling face. He was taken aback for a while, and only after two or three breaths did he remember to laugh. Tears slid across his cheeks and flowed into his mouth.

　　 "Are you crying or laughing?" Han Ming smiled.

　　 Looking at Han Ming’s smiling face, Nan Youlu frowned suddenly, and slammed Han Ming’s eye socket with a fist, and then said viciously, “It’s a laugh.”

　　After smashing Han Ming, Nan Youlu got up, patted the dust on his body, and walked out of the vein without looking back.

　　 Touched the eye socket that was hit hard, Han Ming didn't have any angry expression on his face. In fact, he could dodge this punch completely, but for some reason he couldn't bear to see Nan Youlu's face full of tears, and subconsciously did not avoid the punch that came over.

　　 "Come on, the mineral veins here are not safe. If they are buried, they will really die in it." A hoarse voice came into Han Ming's ears, which was the voice of Nan Youlu.

　　 Han Ming turned his head and looked at the completely buried veins. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The preparations for mining were not in vain. Just gently destroying the most critical pieces of ore, the whole vein would collapse.

　　 "Go, I was scared!" Another hoarse voice came into Han Ming's ears.

　　 Han Ming smiled slightly and turned his head back, hurriedly chasing in the direction of Nan Youlu, and then the two walked side by side towards their path.