Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 14
After the transaction was over, the life in the village began to become calm. Yu Ziqing cooked during the day, studied with Lao Yang in the rest of the time, and practiced boxing with Erhan at night. His body was getting stronger day by day, and his knowledge reserve was also slow Slowly increasing, life is very fulfilling.

To be honest, Yu Ziqing thought to himself that if he had this kind of energy back then, he would definitely score above [-] in the exam.

After a week of peaceful days, this evening, I didn't go to practice boxing. After most people had rested, a small activity started in the cave temple in the village.

The lava yellow rice cake that was supposed to be eaten before the transaction, now finally has time to taste it.

It's just that it's different from what Yu Ziqing thought, there are only more than 40 people who are eligible to eat the yellow rice cake that can burn people, and Yu Ziqing is the only one among the new villagers.

Erhan changed into clean clothes, and solemnly took the yellow rice cake out of the cave where people could be roasted.

Li Chang supported his crutches with both hands, and straightened his back. Watching Erhan put the yellow rice cake on the altar, he whispered to Yu Zi who was beside him.

"Many years ago, when there was no village here, a group of mortals on the wasteland who were about to starve to death due to the war caused by the monks' fighting, found this place and discovered the Jinlan Mine under the leadership of the first-generation village chief.

At that time, the head of the first generation recognized the Jinlan Mine. He knew that this thing was what those monks needed, and it was very valuable.

He established a village here, mined the Jinlan Mine, and traded with monks outside in exchange for something that could keep the villagers alive. "

The chief sighed softly, his tone somewhat complicated.

"It's not easy for the deal to go on..." Yu Ziqing knew that there must be many stories in it.

In any world, it would be a disaster for a group of ordinary people without power to occupy a precious resource.

"Yes, it is very difficult. Human nature is greedy, and monks are even more greedy. The head of the first generation knew this clearly. He knew very well that blood would be spilled in the village sooner or later.

However, there was no way to practice qi in the village. He found another way to become stronger. He continued to strengthen his bones until the bloody conflict began, and let the bloody bones of those monks be buried in the village.

In addition, those monks discovered that this place was full of danger and poison for them.

Also, they once occupied this place, but found that ordinary people outside could not live long in the dangerous mine, and the amount of mining was extremely small.

Under various factors, the transaction went on normally.

Because only we can mine the Jinlan Mine normally. "

Yu Ziqing shook his head, and smiled mockingly. Sure enough, there was nothing new in the world, and the village still existed only because those monks paid the least, gained the most, and were cost-effective.

When the head of the village said this at this time, Yu Ziqing knew that those outrageous ordinary people in the village were definitely directly related to this lava yellow rice cake.

"Yellow rice cake is a secret in the village. How to make it is only known to the head of each generation, and only those who practice boxing can eat it. The rest of the people will die if they eat it. Moreover, the number is limited, and only those who contribute a lot every year , to be eligible."

The head of the village didn't say how to make this thing, he first paid homage to the ancestors, and then lifted the lid of the stone pot.

The scalding hot air condenses and does not dissipate. In just a few breaths, the surroundings are like a furnace, alternating hot and cold, turning into a gust of wind.

After waiting for a while, the hot air suddenly rolled back, and all of it was submerged in the stone pot. Only the yellow rice cake, which was like fresh magma, was still shining brightly.

Li Chang held metal chopsticks in one hand, pulled out a piece the size of a fist from inside, and shouted loudly.

"Second idiot."

Erhan looked solemn, stepped forward, and opened his mouth.

The yellow rice cake wriggled like viscous magma, fell from the chopsticks, and fell directly into his mouth.

With a movement of his throat, a piece as big as a fist was swallowed abruptly by him.

After swallowing, Erhan didn't say a word, walked aside and began to practice boxing. As he practiced, his skin became red, and billows of black air gushed out from the pores and seven orifices all over his body.

The billowing black smoke roared and turned into a thick column of smoke, rolling towards the back mountain.

Everyone was surprised and waited quietly.

"Erhan mined the most ore this year, hunted the most insects, and guarded the village, ranking first.

Next, Yu Ziqing made the biggest contribution. Is there any objection? "

The head of the village looked around, everyone nodded in unison, convinced, not to mention whether cooking is good or not, but if the village can use existing resources, store more food, and reduce dependence on foreign countries, then no one can say that it is wrong.

If Yu Ziqing hadn't been here for a short time, the number one position should have been Yu Ziqing's.

The chief took out a small piece the size of a thumbnail with his chopsticks, and shouted loudly.

"Yu Ziqing."

Yu Ziqing stepped forward, still a little apprehensive, will this thing really not eat the dead?

A small piece of yellow rice cake entered the mouth, before feeling the heat, that small piece of yellow rice cake drilled down the throat by itself as if consciously.

After taking a breath, I felt that there seemed to be a flame burning in my stomach, which was getting hotter and hotter.

"Hurry up and practice boxing." The head of the village hurriedly urged.

As the boxing practice started, Yu Ziqing immediately noticed that the fire in his stomach was getting hotter and hotter, but he didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

Wisps of faint black smoke overflowed from the pores of his body, fluttering and gathered into a ball, rushing towards the column of smoke gushing out of Erhan's body, and then flew towards the back mountain together.

Yu Ziqing calmed down and devoted himself to practicing boxing. After practicing a set of boxing techniques, the burning fire in his belly just dissipated, and the light smoke gushing out of his body disappeared completely.

He took a light breath, feeling a kind of relaxation and transparency from the inside out, and his body seemed to have become stronger.

He looked at the people behind who were still practicing boxing, the black smoke rising from their bodies, more or less, none of them could be as outrageous as Erhan's.

Yu Ziqing raised his head, and the pillars of smoke condensed from above rushed towards the back mountain, which could be vaguely seen from a distance. After the pillars of smoke rushed horizontally for a certain distance, they plunged to the ground.

On the back mountain, billowing black smoke pillars fell from the sky and hit the huge black stone, but it was like a drop of water falling into the sea, without causing an impact, and completely submerged into the black stone.

The surface of the black stone was densely packed with footprints of different shades, and with the infusion of black smoke, it slowly returned to level.

On the other side, the old sheep poked its head out of its nest, looked at the black smoke column flying in the sky, and was amazed.

"The person who created this method of self-cultivation is really a genius. The power borrowed from that unknown place is returned in one year. Without these powers, all the achievements of self-cultivation are preserved, and even washed away Compared with these strengths, the difficulty of subsequent self-cultivation is a little easier than a year ago.

Even so, it will take longer and longer to improve the follow-up purely by self-cultivation, but in the end there will be improvement, which is much easier than those physical training that will only become more and more difficult to improve.

It's a pity that the first generation chief didn't come out of here..."

Lao Yang watched it for a while, and was inspired by this kind of self-cultivation method of whoring for nothing. If he realized something, he got into the nest again, lying there, not knowing what he was thinking.

When Yu Ziqing came back, Lao Yang opened his eyes.

"Take me to meet the chief here."

"kindness?"

"Just take me there, don't worry."

Yu Ziqing didn't know, so he could only take the old sheep to find the head of the village. The head of the village must know something, so he didn't have to hide it.

When he saw the head of the village, before he could speak, the head of the head immediately asked Erhan to guard the door, and he personally took Yu Ziqing and Lao Yang into the depths of the kiln.

The three sat down, and Lao Yang spoke first, uttering words.

"Meet the chief, I want to make a deal with you."

The chief's face was calm, and he showed no signs of surprise.

"Please tell me, sir."

"I want something from your back mountain, and the method of making yellow rice cakes."

Lao Yang looked at Li Chang's expression, and immediately lowered his request before he could speak.

"If the production method is inconvenient, a portion of yellow rice cakes will be supplied every year, enough for Yu Ziqing to use."

Yu Ziqing was a little surprised, Lao Yang wanted it for him?
"Old sheep..."

"Don't interrupt when the elders are talking." Lao Yang scolded, interrupting Yu Ziqing's words.

Yu Ziqing shut his mouth honestly and stood by the side like a wooden man. He knew that Lao Yang was definitely not the kind of person who cared about respect and order, so he better keep his mouth shut and listen.

The chief looked at Yu Ziqing, smiled, and shook his head.

"The old man is wrong. Brother Yu is from my village now, and he has also learned boxing. Naturally, his annual expenses will not be less. The old man's words are too much to worry about."

The old sheep continued unmoved.

"A part of the back mountain thing, the size of a fist is enough, plus the yellow rice cake Yu Ziqing needs, I can try to help you improve your boxing skills, plus the raw materials you need every year, and I don't want Jinlan ore.

The only people who are trading with you now are Dagan, and only Dagan can give you the raw materials you need. A few months ago, the wilderness changed. From now on, your annual expenses may not be guaranteed up.

I can give you an extra raw material, which has not been specially processed, and you can keep it for a long time. "

As soon as the last sentence came out, Li Chang's expression couldn't help but change slightly.

The raw materials needed for the yellow rice cakes are indeed only traded with them by big-timers, and those materials will be spoiled within seven days after arriving here. He must start making the next year's yellow rice cakes immediately.

In the days after the deal was closed, he was busy with it.

Lao Yang's words immediately shook the head of the village, he would not let go of the chance to get rid of the stuck neck.

"Okay, I can give you the black stone, and I will give you an extra piece, this is a deal.

But Brother Yu's annual fee is not considered a transaction.

He is a member of our village, one day, and always will be. Every year, whether he is in the village or not, he has a share of yellow rice cakes. "

(End of this chapter)