"Let's help me and transport the stones directly to the valley!" Deacon Bai picked up the ropes that had been prepared from the side and spoke loudly.

How can I be lucky? Qian Yang was a little confused.

Master Wu shrugged and said that he didn't know either. However, the rest of the people were not unfair. They tied the raw stones into twists and wrinkles with ropes, and many knots were reserved on them.

Qian Yang and Master Wu looked at it stupidly for a while before they understood that the knots were prepared "grabbing tools". The miners planned to grab those "grabbing tools" and drag the huge rough stone out of the mine!

Everyone stepped forward, and it was not appropriate for Qian Yang and Master Wu to stand stupidly, so they hurriedly approached and grabbed two grabs of their hands. It was hard to say how much they used. Anyway, they dragged the stone with a group of people.

This is a pure job of strength. Fortunately, the miners are all monks. Although their spiritual power is controlled and they cannot use much force, their body is still intact and they are not worried about being injured. That is how much force they use, they dragged the stone out of the mine.

When they got outside, the miners took a breath, most of them panting violently with their butts sticking out. Qian Yang was no exception. He only regretted that his throat was too thin and that the air he sucked in was not enough.

After a while of gasping, Deacon Bai spoke with joy: "This is the best stone we dug out since the start of construction of the No. 6 mine! Everyone who came to help would be rewarded with ten points. As for Lao Zhang who found the stone, it would be calculated based on the capping and would be rewarded with fifty points!

"Huh~~~~~~~"

"Okay~~~~~~"

"The deacon is so generous~~~~"

I don’t know whether it was a cheer or a cheering sound, but I could hear that everyone’s words were filled with smiles.

Qian Yang didn't laugh, he was busy settled the score below.

What is the concept of ten work points?

According to Deacon Bai’s previous statement, each person needs to get 100 work points per month, and the average day is 3:3, and ten work points are equivalent to three days of work.

In other words, as long as Qian Yang helps to send this stone to the valley, he will complete the three-day mission.

This job is quite cost-effective! No wonder Yang Gong ran to this place happily when he heard someone calling him. The relationship was a bargain! Each person present had a three-day workload, and Lao Zhang, who found that the stone, could take a half month off. It was a good thing that the pie fell from the sky!

The account is just like this, and everyone is happy to calculate it here. You can’t go deeper, and it will be boring if you continue to calculate it.

Anyway, after a group of miners took a few breaks, it took almost half an hour to transport this red giant, worth one billion, to a valley full of raw stones.

The miners lay all over the ground, not caring about their image at all. Qian Yang was still a little reluctant to let go, leaning beside the pile of stones and breathing.

Deacon Bai looked at the sky, panted and said intermittently, "This morning... let's do it here! Everyone... rested on the spot, and after resting, go back to the mine to have a meal, and do it again in the afternoon!"

There was a burst of reconciliation below, which roughly means that you can't do it even if you let it go. Just say those useless and beautiful words!

Qian Yang didn't have the energy to put on that conversation. He waited until he was breathless before he had the time to study this natural "raw stone warehouse". This research didn't matter. He realized that there were three more people here. It seemed that he had been staying in this "warehouse".

The most conspicuous one was a thin boy holding a half-person-tall hand saw in his hand, and was slashing stones in his sweat!

Qian Yang had just met this man yesterday, and it was the cleavage worker who lived in the same townhouse with him.

Not far away from the boy, two disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect wearing standard outer robes were sitting side by side. The two were chatting in a low voice, and from time to time raised their heads to joke with the White Deacon.

"Canzhou manager? Supervisor?" Qian Yang probably understood the identities of these two people.

After hesitating for a moment, Qian Yang stood up, dragged his heavy legs to the boy and spoke, "Little brother, are you shaving the stone?"

The boy stopped the work in his hand and looked at Qian Yang. He knew that it was a new miner who came yesterday. After looking at the man's charm and charm that could not even cover his torn clothes, he immediately realized that this could not be a real person in Jindan?

"I dare not be accused, as long as I call me Xiaolin. I will untire the stones here every day." Without neglecting his words, Xiaolin made a conspiracy in his heart: How do I remember this person was in the foundation-building stage yesterday?

Qian Yang seemed to be very interested in Xiaolin. While pretending to look at the saw in his hand, he racked his brains to find some topics to talk about.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Wu Shui also came over jumping over. As soon as he approached, he put his hand on the stone in front of Xiaolin and groped.

"Cough cough~~" A disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect coughed heavily and raised his chin at Wu Shui. The meaning was very obvious: Don't touch things that are not yours!

Wu Shui smiled and took two steps back, and began to compete with the bracelet on his wrist. However, after working on it for a long time, he couldn't find it out, so he had to give up in depressed manner.

Qian Yang, who was standing aside, understood. The man seemed to want to take something out of the storage bracelet, but the valley was obviously not out of the mine yet, and his spiritual power was completely imprisoned, so the bracelet could not be opened at all.

Qian Yang curled his lips secretly, thinking that this spirit stone mine is really interesting, and the safety measures are all natural. The spiritual power is imprisoned, and if you want to destroy it, you will definitely not be able to destroy it. No talisman formation, spiritual magic weapon, or nuclear weapons are allowed to be used. If you want to steal something, you can't even open the Qiankun bag. How can you steal that sank out the heavy stone?

No wonder two warehouse managers can watch the rough stones in a mountain. In this place, the rough stones everywhere are open for you to take them at will, and you can't take them away!

Of course, Qian Yang did not intend to steal the original stone, nor did he want to destroy it. He just pretended to do his best to ensure the security of the mine. Since he had not found any loopholes, he would just pretend that he had never thought about anything.

Wu Shui was a little farther away from the raw stone to be unsolved next to Xiaolin, but his face showed an undepressed look of disappointment. He said to Xiaolin: "Why are you detaching stones here? You can't even use spiritual power, how many can you detach in a day? With this skill, it's better to drag the stone out of the mining area and go to a place where you can use spiritual power, and do it with your arms so much pleasure!"

Kobayashi showed a embarrassed look, not knowing what to say, but judging by the meaning, he didn't want to sell his coolies here stupidly.

The two disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect next to him frowned after hearing Wu Shui's words and showed a vigilant look. The white deacon on the side also curled his smile and cast a concerned look.

Wu Shui was just a wink and said to himself: "If you ask me, it would be great to transport the stones to the place where we live. Such a large yard is enough for you to use to calcify. Once the spiritual power is opened, it will only take two saws to cut the stones. How many spirit stones will you have to unravel that day!"

Kobayashi didn't say anything, but a disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect got up and put away his lazy appearance before.

When he got closer, he looked at Wu Shui up and down, and the disciple spoke coldly: "What's the intention of this Taoist brother who has been urging him to transport the raw stones out of the mining area?"

Wu Shui was shocked and thought to himself that this kid had a bad tone! I'm stepping on your tail? A kid in the Foundation Establishment Stage dares to talk to me like this? If this is in the door...

In fact, the disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect was already showing mercy. He saw that Wu Shui seemed to have the strength of the Jindan stage and forced himself to call him Brother Dao. Otherwise, the more ugly words would have been sprayed out. Who would have seen the ore transported out of the mining area? What should I do if I lost it? Can you, a garbage miner, afford it?

Wu Shuairi looked very easy to talk, but such a stupid man was so stupid that he was directly pressed on his face by a junior. He couldn't hold on to his face. What he said was not good things: "I have lived for hundreds of years, but I have never heard of any spirit stone mine that decomposes stones in the mine! Are you doing this passively and slacking off? Or do you have another plan?"

When the disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect heard this, Huo came up at that time. He was a serious Hidden Sword Sect disciple. Regardless of his cultivation, his identity was left here. No matter who was the temporary worker in the mine was polite to him. Who would have thought that he would actually encounter a thorn today?

"I think you don't want to do it anymore!" The disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect smiled coldly.

"Oh! Come with me? What should I do if I want to do it?" Wu Shui smiled, and the flesh hidden on her face faintly leaked.

If Wu Shui is really not afraid of him, why did he come? If he had known that the Hongtuoshan Mine had decomposed stones in the mine, he would not have been a miner even if he had carried the carriage!

These two people started to argue with each other, and they both seemed to be fearless and not afraid at all!

Qian Yang was embarrassed when he was so desperate that he was standing beside the two of them. The two of them could spit on their faces. Do you think this fight would be persuading or not?

If you don’t persuade me, I can’t stand my face. If you want to persuade me, he still hasn’t figured out why these two people started arguing because of it. I’m so full.

Just say that Master Wu, he is doing well here. You can just look at it. If you don’t want to look at it, you won’t look at it. Why do you have to instigate someone to move? The disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect is also interesting. Whether he moves or not, he doesn’t count on what a miner says. He says whatever he likes to say. It’s just such a nothing, as for threatening others with his job!

Qian Yang is an outsider, and of course he can't see the twists and turns here. If you say that there are monks on both sides, no one will be bored and argue here. There are naturally reasons for competing.

Qian Yang was at a loss for a moment, but Deacon Bai had already jumped over to smooth things over: "Don't be angry, two, just a little thing! Say less!"

As the deacon Bai said, he kept using colors to the two of them, which meant to give me some face, don’t make trouble, don’t make trouble!

This is the territory of Deacon Bai. When his subordinates have a dispute, he has to suppress it. As for what to do in the end, it is a matter for the future, but the situation must not escalate and must end here. If he takes action, his face will not look good.

The face of Deacon Bai was worth some spirit stones. The disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect stopped first and turned around and retreated, but the anger on his face did not retreat at all.

Wu Shui is not a fool either. He was so kind that he could not help but make trouble again. He curled his lips, and the anger on his face magically returned to disappointment.

Deacon Bai hesitated for a moment and happened to see Qian Yang beside him, and then arrived: "Brother Qian will accompany Brother Wu to have dinner first, and I will arrive later.

Qian Yang nodded and couldn't refuse, and he didn't say much. He pulled Wu Shui's big guy and walked back along the way. Before he went out, Qian Yang looked back and saw that Deacon Bai was hugging the shoulders of the disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect and whispering to comfort him.

Qian Yang shrugged and sighed softly. Compared with the other person's staff, these temporary workers are indeed worthless!
Chapter completed!