Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The goblin silver ingot galloped wildly, and subconsciously got out of the way of the neat seedling fields in front of him. Although he was also very puzzled, why there were some seedling fields in the wilderness, although he also knew that detours would slow down his speed, but the long-term The family training still told him to try his best to avoid these seedling fields, and would rather take risks than step on them.

Don't step on the seedlings, don't burn the fields, don't waste food, or you will die - the secret instruction of the Silver Chamber of Commerce.

Yin Yin scoffed at this statement. I usually saw some farmers stepping on the seedlings from time to time. During wars, the burning of fields and houses happened endlessly, and I didn't see any of them dying suddenly.

If it is said to die of old age after decades, what does that have to do with stepping on seedlings and burning fields?

Although he didn't believe it, the long-term education had subtly changed some things. In a hurry, he didn't even have time to think, so he instinctively went around.

Continue to gallop on the horse, but just take a detour, the distance of Sand Pirates is even closer, and I can clearly hear Sand Pirates' arrogant words: Step over...

This made Yin Yin a little annoyed. These sand robbers really came for him. If I had known that I would not have detoured just now, I would just step on it. The god of profiteers will bless...

Just as he thought of this, a series of screams suddenly sounded from behind him. Yin Ding looked back and saw a skeleton jumping up from the sand, swinging a bone stick, one stick after another.

All the sand thieves who were running wildly seemed to have their horses stuck in the sand, and the sand thieves on their bodies were thrown off.

Yin Ding was dumbfounded, as if he couldn't understand the scene in front of him, he even forgot to drive the horse, and the horse under his seat stopped slowly.

The same was true for his two guards, both of whom were stunned by the scene behind them. After a while, one of the guards murmured, "Is that the summoner from the evening?"

Another guard said: "What a strong skeleton, why did the Sand Bandit suddenly fly? Is there a magician casting a spell? Is the summoner nearby?"

Only the clan motto floated in Yin Ding's heart: "Skeleton, sapling, oh my god, is the clan motto true? Will stepping on the seedlings really kill you?"

Silver Ingot got off his horse and walked back, and the two guards hurriedly followed, and soon came to the place where the battle took place. After seeing the battle situation clearly, one of the guards whispered, "It's quicksand technique. Sure enough, there are magicians nearby."

Xiaogu's soil loosening technique was mistaken for quicksand technique. The effects of these two magics are indeed similar, so it's not surprising to be mistaken.

As soon as the galloping horses stepped on the loosened sand, they sank immediately, and now Xiaogu was pulling out their hoofs that were sunk in the sand one by one.

Silver Ingot walked around Miaodi, stopped far away, and shouted: "Master Summoner, thank you for your help, I am Silver Ingot, the president of the Silver Chamber of Commerce, thank you for your help, can I come over?"

Those who used to call 'Your Excellency' have changed to 'Sir' now, and the transition was very smooth.

Silver Chamber of Commerce? Xiaogu tilted his head, the name was so familiar, so he nodded.

After Yin Ding came over, he expressed his sincere thanks again, but Xiao Gu ignored him, pulled out all the horses on his own, and then continued to plant his own trees.

There is no doubt about Yin Ding's communication skills, but the problem is that he is facing Xiaogu, no matter how strong his communication skills are, he can't use his communication skills. Greetings to skeletons are similar to reading books to tauren.

Seeing that Xiaogu ignored them and didn't drive them away, he stepped aside helplessly.

Yin Yin picked up firewood and tried to start a fire. The two guards went back the same way, went to the previous camping site to see the situation of other people, and brought back some useful things by the way.

After a long time, the two guards came back with a carriage and shook their heads at the silver ingot from a distance.

Yin Ding sighed in disappointment. This shaking of the head meant that the rest of the caravan was in danger.

These people are his most loyal guards. Even on the way to escape from the mountains and rivers, they have tried their best to protect him. Everyone has long been like a family.

"Buried?" Yin Ding asked.

The two guards nodded in pain. It was because of this that they had been gone for so long.

Silver Ingot nodded solemnly, opened the space ornaments, and took out two strange instruments, one was like a staff, but there were many bones hanging on it, and the other was like a gong, with many bones hanging on the edge.

The silver ingot held the gong in his right hand and the staff in his left hand. He shook and tapped lightly, and then chanted: "You have stopped breathing, but you are not dead. The soul flame will replace your breath... relatives and friends have left you And go, there are still people singing about your deeds, calling for your soul and memory in the endless night and day..."

The sound of silver ingots is very sad and desolate, like the chant of the soul, and also like the cry of ancient times. The sound echoes in the wilderness, comforting the sad soul.

The two grieving guards calmed down and listened intently to Yin Yin's singing.

Xiaogu couldn't help but stop, listening to the familiar ballad.

It had heard Wang sing this song, but the lyrics had been changed a lot. Some words were hummed with soul, but Yin Ding sang with her voice, which had no effect.

When singing the first time, Xiao Gu had already memorized the beat, and when Yin Yin sang the second time, he hummed along with his soul: You have stopped breathing...

Yin Ding couldn't hear the fluctuations of the soul, but he had sung the song of the dead all his life, so he was very aware of its changes. At this moment, he felt that the song he sang was 'alive'.

How to describe this feeling? It was probably the difference between his singing a cappella and the sudden harmony, and then he watched helplessly, those sand robbers who were beaten to death by Xiaogu just now, one after another, they were sung "live" by him, one by one from the ground. climb up.

Yin Ding looked at the corpses that got up in shock, and at the little bone with its mouth open, as if he understood something.

His two guards looked at the silver ingot in shock, and then at the corpses, as if they understood something.

After singing the song of the dead, Yin Ding immediately ordered the two guards: "Go, take a look at the place where everyone was buried just now, and see what has changed?" Don't you all get up like this?

The guard came back soon and reported: "President, the graves are all good, but this kind of thing grew on the grave." He said and handed over a handful of moss.

"This is Grave Grass." The well-informed Yin Ding recognized what it was at a glance. Accurate singing is very good, these are definitely not his strength.

The only difference from the memorial ceremonies hosted before was that there was an extra skeleton. Thinking of this, Silver Ingot trotted over and asked Xiaogu respectfully, "Master Summoner, do you know the goblin silver coin?"