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Immortal Master Chapter 29 Broken Leg

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    Thanks to Brother Tianlongzhan for the reward There is a mountain standing abruptly in front of us. It is not too high, just over twenty meters high.  A small group of dozens of cattle were driven in a panic and ran up the mountain road.  Behind them were Indians who looked like ghosts with paint spitting all over their faces, and they were chasing after them with strange screams.  This herd of cattle was so panicked that they just ran away and ran like crazy along the mountain road that was obviously artificially modified.  However, a cliff suddenly appeared in front of them. The bison, who were driven crazy, could not hold back their legs and jumped off the cliff one after another.  The boulders below were abrupt, and the rocks and soil had already turned brown, and the bison fell down one after another.  Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and blood slowly seeped into the rock beneath him.  This is the stream of death, but it also has a name, called the place where Niuji jumps off the cliff.  Across this entire continent, Indians have enjoyed hunting bison in this way for thousands of years, leaving countless abandoned death streams.  Then, another group of bison were chased up the mountain and jumped off the cliff in a panic.  The Indians who had been waiting for a long time below began to skillfully drag away the bison carcasses, then skin them and remove their internal organs.  Everything is so skillful, division of labor and cooperation, slaughtering these bison like a machine.  Wen Fei asked: "Why has our tribe not used this method before?" The warrior leader Tie Zhui said: "This method will damage the cowhide" A simple sentence made Master Wen suddenly realize.  So that¡¯s it.  Sure enough, economic interests determine everything.  For these traditional hunting Indians, the most important thing is bison meat, and everything else is incidental.  But for these Azimani tribes who began to trade with the outside world.  The furs that could be exchanged for goods from the colonists were the really important things.  When a bison jumps off a cliff, a lot of its hides will be broken and become worthless.  What¡¯s more, these traditional tribes still have primitive bone and stone weapons with limited power.  Hunting this way is more efficient.  But with a large number of iron weapons, the efficiency of such massacre will not be much lower.  The whole hunting process.  It lasted for three full days.  Except for a small number of bison that escaped and ascended to heaven, more than 20,000 bison were slaughtered in the Stream of Death.  Even these Indians themselves have rarely seen such large-scale killings.  Normally, the scale of hunting thousands of heads is already large enough!  "Our wizard said that this place has become more and more dangerous, so we have joined forces to carry out such a large-scale hunting this time. When everything is completed, our tribe will move to the west!" A leader said to Wen Fei.  With.  When he said this, Heavenly Master Wen could not see with his own eyes the turbulence of the sea of ??Haotian's vitality.  But it can also be imagined.  How turbulent it must be.  People kill the opportunity, and the dragon snake is landing.  The prelude of the great era is about to unfold before our eyes, and we can see how glorious and spectacular it will be.  Tens of millions of people were affected, and countless tribes became extinct.  The calamity is so great that it is simply unimaginable.  These tribes thought they could escape this catastrophe by migrating to more remote places in the west.  Little did he know that he would only be able to survive for a few hundred years at most.  When the gold rush came to the West, corpses were still everywhere.  Few people can escape.  The slaughtering, skinning and tanning of tens of thousands of bison is a large-scale project.  Even if several tribes take action together, it will take at least a long time.  Heavenly Master Wen Da didn¡¯t waste so much time here, so he returned to World A.  As soon as he saw Zhao Lan, Zhao Lan complained: "I am so exhausted from filming, it is not fun at all!" Wen Fei was too lazy to pay attention to her, and just smiled and said to Zhao Ning: "What do you think?" Zhao Ning thought about it.  : "It's okay, but I don't like the story the director made." "Yeah, when the book written by my Lan Lan is adapted into a movie, then I can make it however I want!" Zhao Lan smiled and hugged her.  Stay on Zhao Ning's shoulders.  The horse-faced director who was not famous in later generations was also a talent.  In less than a week, some additional shots were taken.  It is true that most of the shots are of the two sisters of the Zhao family.  Now that the film has been completed, it will be released in a few days of post-production at most.  "I can't wait until the movie is released!" Zhao Lan felt regretful again: "My vacation is here, I have to go back!" Wen Fei was overjoyed: "You want to go back, great, when?" Zhao Ning pursed her lips and smiled:  "I also want to be with youLet's go back together.  " Wen Fei was a little dumbfounded. He originally thought that Zhao Lan was gone. He could be intimate with Zhao Ning for a few days, but he never thought that such a thing would happen. " But it's okay, he can do some serious things. The love between children is long.  , It¡¯s just some adjustments among the countless wonderful things in a long life, but it¡¯s not the main thing. Wen Fei thought about it and said, ¡°I also want to go back and deal with things at home, but it will take a few days for me to leave.  I can¡¯t send you back!  "Zhao Lan smiled and said: "Yes, you are a good son-in-law.  I didn't even meet Lao Taishan or my mother-in-law, so I deceived my Ning Ning!  " Wen Fei and Zhao Ning looked at each other and smiled, and Wen Fei said: "In a few days, I will go to your house to find you!  " Zhao Ning nodded lightly and said "Yeah". He looked at Wen Fei with a smile and said: "I'm afraid my father will beat you out!  " Wen Fei laughed loudly: "I don't believe that my father-in-law would burn bridges like this!  " After seeing off the two sisters, Wen Fei was busy in Mingzhu for another three or four days. He informed Wan Daoxin that a new batch of bison hides would arrive, and asked him to hurry up and build a leather goods factory. " The two parties have decided,  Let¡¯s jointly finance and build a factory in the mainland across the river. Although there are not as many preferential policies as when the special zone was first established in a few years, the land is almost free at this time.  The factory is not overcrowded. There are still many discounts. But Wan Daoxin wants to build the factory in his hometown, and Wen Fei can understand it. Besides, after a few years, he became more aware of environmental protection and moved the factory.  There was no way, so he agreed. All this was planned by Wan Daoxin, but Master Wen couldn't spare much energy here. However, Wan Zongze continued to sleep for three or four days, and after he woke up,  His personality changed drastically, and he became taciturn. He hid at home, rarely went out, and even started to take the initiative to study. This made Wan Daoxin even more relieved, thinking that his son was a prodigal son, but he didn't know this at all.  In the body, a soul has been replaced. Even if Master Wen still thinks, even if he knows, he will not care. As long as this body is born by himself, he will be successful.  In order to inherit the family business, the soul living in the body is really not important. Many times, Master Wen feels that this idea is reasonable. After all, bloodline genes are still a matter of the body and have nothing to do with the soul.  Mingzhu set up a company, hired two smart employees, and arranged some things. Master Wen returned to World B again, only to find that several tribes were still processing these large pieces of bison meat.  Cut it and dry it in the sun to remove the moisture and make it into dried meat. The whole place is like a huge slaughterhouse, even the Feiyun Department is filled with blood.  I couldn't bear it anymore and started to help. This is like an old farmer who has never been able to stay idle for the rest of his life. Even if he is moved to live in a community in the city, he still has to be busy with something. Even though Master Wen is comfortable.  He had been through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, so he didn't care too much about such a scene, but he didn't want to stay in such a bloody place. He remembered that there seemed to be a mineral vein nearby, so he looked for it carefully.  Two days later, he actually discovered that there was an iron mine at Niu Tiao Cliff. Although it didn't seem to be too big, it was not deep enough to be excavated.  As time went by, Master Wen had the idea to spend the winter here. When Master Wen returned to Qingshan Town from Mingzhu, he had already been away for more than two months.  , and the vitality of the special zone on the other side, Qingshan Town seems lifeless and unchanged. Fortunately, Wen Fei has been away for so long, and no new news has come.  Slowly, things like Master Wen's wealth fell from the forefront.  No longer noticeable.  In a small town where the annual tax revenue may be only a few hundred thousand, having ten times more property is really too eye-catching.  However, the good thing is that the incense in Dazun Temple is gradually becoming stronger.  A faint golden light appeared on the enshrined statue.  The two invited five-guarantee households are quite young.  But I was in good spirits. I spent the whole day watching the incense burning in the Taoist temple, cleaning, cooking and so on.  It¡¯s quite appropriate!  Wen Fei thought to himself that there is no nursing home in Qingshan Town yet.  Not as good asLet me build a Dazun Temple. It won¡¯t cost much anyway.  But he does good deeds and accumulates virtue, and he can win over many people.  Speaking of which, this kind of thing.  Since ancient times, it has been done by government supervision, temples and Taoist temples.  "Hello, Mr. Wen," the two invited five-guarantee households, Lao Luo and Lao Li, greeted Master Wen one after another when they saw him coming back.  Wen Fei hummed and saw no sign of Ding Li, so he asked, "Where's that kid?" The two looked at each other and said, "We thought the Taoist Master rushed back after hearing the news, but it turned out not to be the case. Ding Li's leg  He was broken and hospitalized!" "Hospitalized?" Wen Fei frowned, feeling angry in his heart.  Ding Li is a good guy, how could he break his leg for no reason?  Have you been bullied?  (To be continued)
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