Him and It_Mrs. Lianhe【Complete】(338)
"how did you do it?"
"Are you really the Son of God? How could such a miraculous miracle happen?"
"Please beg your noble parents to take us out of here!"
People gathered around him respectfully and eagerly, and the chatter was endless.
Xie Ning was fed up with Shenzi's misunderstanding. He simply shook his head and said hoarsely: "No, Shenzi, no."
Asked how he did it, Xie Ning picked up two pieces of ore from the ground and said succinctly: "Color."
That's right, the ore that Tongniu eats actually has two different colors, one is similar to the ivory black in oil paints, and the other is similar to the cooked brown in paints. If you eat dark-colored ores, the flames on the copper bull will be more intense. If you eat light-colored ores, the flames on the bull will be much dimmer.
Xie Ning doesn't have an absolute talent for color sense, but she has been painting oil paintings for several years, and there is still no pressure in identifying color cards. Others were too distracted by nervousness and fear to observe carefully, so he took advantage of this loophole.
"Dark," he held up one piece, showing it to everyone, and then the second, "light."
One of them exclaimed: "Apollo gave you keen eyesight, Athena gave you witty wisdom, you saved us all, but we originally thought you were mute and unable to speak!"
Xie Ning nodded casually. He was too tired. He was very nervous along the way. He was grabbed by his arm and carried away for such a long time. Then he observed carefully, selected the correct ore, and ran to suffer in the high temperature for half an hour... He's not broken yet, just think that he has been eating large amounts of meat every day during these days to build up his physical fitness.
"I'm sleeping," he gestured and stood up from the surrounding crowd, "I'm sorry."
Seeing that he wanted to rest, the slaves who had lost their masters hurriedly gathered around him and watched over him. Because of their gratitude, they made up their minds to follow this young man who had saved their lives.
Xie Ning picked up her bag, picked a corner, wrapped herself in a cloak, and lay down on the ground hastily.
It's so uncomfortable. Why do people have to suffer this kind of sin? He looked at the stone wall drowsily, I miss home, Mom, I really miss you, my dad, my grandparents...
He didn't move, so he didn't have to stretch out his hands to wipe away his tears. The water stains and sweat beads were mixed together, and it wouldn't take long for them to evaporate and dry up on his face.
Xie Ning didn't dream, he fell asleep quickly.
He didn't know how long he had slept, but he was shaken awake by those servants.
"Drink some water, young man!" they said. "Sleeping in such a hot place, no matter how strong a warrior is, will inevitably give birth to disease. I saw you crying in your sleep, calling for your mother like a baby, alas. , where did you come from?"
Xie Ning sat up blankly, her mouth was dry, and she drank a few more sips of hot water.
He shook his head and did not answer the servant's question.
Come to think of it, no matter which time, space or country we are in, the pronunciation of "mother" will never change.
While he was sleeping, people had already picked up a lot of light-colored ore according to his method, took turns scrubbing the copper bull, and almost used up a bucket of clear oil. At this moment, everyone was sitting around the fence, discussing sadly what to do.
Xie Ning walked over and said, "On purpose."
At this time, everyone regarded him as a wise man who saved lives. Seeing Xie Ning approaching, they hurriedly got out of the way and asked: "My friend, what do you mean by this?"
Xie Ning thought for a moment, pointed to the oil drum and said, "There's not enough oil."
He then pointed in the direction the giant left: "Deliberately, knowing that it can't be done, the oil will be used up, and the people will be burned to death."
Some people were still puzzled, but some people already understood what he meant and said loudly: "So, these giants know that we can't get close to those copper bulls, so they brought this barrel of oil and ordered us to try one by one. Alas, if no ore is found, Secret, when the oil is finished, we will all be burned to death!"
Xie Ning nodded: "Now, wait, rest, don't worry."
Perhaps he fell into an extremely bad situation and cried again. At this moment, Xie Ning had a detached and aloof calmness.
Although the giants are ferocious and cruel, just like all powerful debuffs, their IQs are not high. Moreover, judging from their words, it is the owner of the underground palace who ordered the sacrificial humans to graze and take care of the cattle. There is no doubt that Echidena controls these giants.
Can Echidna communicate?
Xie Ning thought silently in his heart. Based on his initial impression, it was difficult to say whether Echidna possessed wisdom. Although it was a human body, it could definitely be said to be a demon in human skin. The giant is mentally retarded. If the owner of the giant is even more mentally retarded than the giant, it will be over.
Thinking like this, he finally got itchy, and while no one was paying attention, he picked a place farthest away from the copper bull, opened the album, recalled the first time he saw Echidna, and drew a stroke.
Deep in the underground palace, the snake demon suddenly opened his eyes and twitched the tip of his tail unconsciously.
Strange, Xie Ning thought in surprise, is it because I am very calm now? The writing is so smooth.
The tip of the needle moved smoothly over the white paper, making a hoarse friction sound. Because he picked up a lot of ores before and his fingers were dirty, Xie Ning didn't dare to stick to the paper very closely. Even so, his lines were still full of natural beauty, a state that he couldn't even get even if he took a bath and burned incense in college.
The long, wavy hair gradually took shape, and the shadows between the hair covered the gorgeous and shining skin.
Echidna stretched out her body in surprise, and the snake's tail dragged the mountains of treasure, making thousands of crashing sounds.
Why do I have the illusion of being touched?
No, this wasn't a touch, it was more like touching his soul directly... as if a dove's feathers were precisely touching his soul, gliding across it gently one by one.
This kind of touch was difficult for Echidna to adapt to. It was like measuring, like lingering caressing, tickling his heart. Wherever it wandered, it felt numb and numb.
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