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Chapter eight hundred and eighty seventh are you coming to support me?

Is the "kindness" that Si Shanguan mentioned "kindness" or "kindness"? No matter who it is, there is one among them who will destroy the world.

But the one who is following him now is Ci Yi, so the person Si Shanguan is talking about must be him.

While Shui Ling was deep in thought, Si Shanguan yelled again and there was no sound again.

"kill him!"

Shui Ling was shocked. Killing him was of course the fastest way to solve the problem, but...

But people are not doing anything right now. Shuiling can't do it like killing people for no reason.

She shook her head and sighed. What was going on? She couldn't explain it clearly.

Ci noticed Shui Ling's troubled look, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

Shui Ling raised his head and looked at Ciyi. What he did in the past was indeed outrageous, but the worst ones were those who came after him. They should be killed for their unscrupulous ways of making money.

Shui Ling hesitated for a moment and asked seriously: "Ci Yi, do you believe me?"

Ciyi didn't expect her to ask this, so since she asked, he took the opportunity to think about it carefully.

After a moment, he smiled kindly and replied very easily: "I believe you."

Shui Ling was very happy and gave him a big smile, "Then let's trust each other and don't doubt that the other party will harm us. If necessary, we can act."

"What?" Ci Yi was confused by what she said.

Shui Ling explained: "That is...when we encounter some unexpected situations and we need to turn against each other, we will act out. We can blame each other and abuse each other, but we must remember in our hearts that I will not hurt you."

Ciyi stared at her for a long time, and finally nodded, "I understand."

Shui Ling breathed a sigh of relief at these three simple words. In fact, he didn't know why he said this, he just thought he should say it.

No matter what, let's nip it in the bud.

Although they were now near the Holy Mountain, the lifeless appearance of the Holy Mountain was daunting.

Shuiling looked back and saw that the mountain behind her could be seen as the chest of the phoenix.

The trees here are lush, the population is numerous, and there is a plain at the foot of the mountain. Not to mention living with these few people, even building a city is not a problem.

She thought for a while and said: "Let's build the village at the foot of the mountain. Don't go to the Holy Mountain. It always feels weird over there."

Ciyi had no objection to this, so Shuiling went to talk to the great witch.

After checking the terrain, the great witch also felt that it would be better to stay away from the Holy Mountain.

After a discussion, everyone decided to settle here, and the men began to chop wood.

Women are leveling the wasteland and must first clear a space to build a house.

But the weather is very cold, so it is impossible to build a big house.

Shui Ling thought of those spire houses he saw in his previous life. They were thatched houses, but at least they could protect them from wind and rain.

The most important thing is to build that kind of house easily and quickly.

Shui Ling immediately called A-Shou, and the two went to saw the wood. After pulling it down the mountain, they made some stone tools.

After all, there was no iron during this period, and the meteorites I collected were left on other mountains and I didn’t bring them with me.

Fortunately, these men were strong and the ground was not frozen, so they worked quickly and soon dug a five-meter-square pit.

Shui Ling was extremely happy when he saw the dug soil. It was high-quality clay and was very good for making pottery.

Her eyes fell into the deep pit, which was one and a half meters long, with a layer of clay below about a meter or so.

Then it will be much warmer to live underground this winter than to live above.

Thinking of this, Shui Ling took a branch and wrote on the ground. Finally, he stood on a high place and looked at the terrain. As a result, this busy work ended at night.

A group of people were sitting around the campfire, chatting while others were chatting, while Shui Ling was thinking about how to build an underground house.

Ci saw her paddling around on the ground and asked, "What are you doing?"

Shui Ling smiled awkwardly, "I'm painting an underground house. I live underground in winter to protect myself from wind and rain."

Ciyi nodded in agreement, "Well, that's good. After all, it takes too much time to cut down wood to build a house. Without soil to coat the walls, it will be very cold."

After a pause, he asked doubtfully: "Why not just dig a hole in the ground to live in? Wouldn't that be easier?"

Shui Ling shook his head, "No, the cave is dark. It's not just a matter of lighting. The elderly and children will get sick if they don't get sunlight."

"The most important thing is that I want to make a stove. It is convenient and safe to ignite the stove. If you live directly in a hole, poor ventilation will cause people to be poisoned."

Ci Yi raised her eyebrows and asked, "Someone poisoned you?"

"This..." Shui Ling raised his hand and pointed at the charcoal in the campfire, "If the charcoal is not burned out, it will emit poisonous gas, and people will die in their sleep."

"That's it." Ciyi nodded.

Shui Ling asked: "What? Have you ever encountered it?"

Ci Yi pondered for a long time, seeming a little reluctant to say it.

Shui Ling smiled and said, "Why don't you take a look at the plan I have in mind." She wanted to change the topic.

Ci Yi glanced at Shui Ling, knowing that she was helping him out, and immediately smiled and said: "There's nothing bad to say. Didn't I grow up in a temple when I was a child? Everything was good at first, but then one day I went to beg for alms elsewhere, and the result was...

The night that person came out, that family died."

"It was winter, and they were burning charcoal pots. I thought I had killed them."

Shui Ling raised her hand and patted his shoulder, comforting him: "That's not your fault. In fact, the inferior charcoal doesn't burn well enough. If the room were tighter, it would be poisoned to death."

"The charcoal that ordinary people use in their homes is not good. It is very smoky. I can't blame you."

Ciyi nodded, "I only know now, but they all said that I killed that family, and no one has ever let me in since then."

Shui Ling felt his loneliness and comforted him: "It's all over. Isn't it great now?"

Ci Yi looked at Shui Ling, a smile appeared in her eyes, but her face was cold and she said: "It's nothing good, tell me what you think."

Shui Geng felt his awkwardness and didn't care. He smiled and said: "I just thought we would start digging here and there, half on the top and half on the bottom. It would be covered with wood and thatch. During the day, we could lift the thatch, so that there would be

The light shines through."

"We still need to make pipes in the house below... There is no bamboo here, so we use bark. The gaps can be wrapped with clay, which will also work."

Shui Ling tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said: "It's not snowing here now. I don't know if it will snow in the future, so we have to prevent water from flowing in. In this way, we have to consider how to open waterproof walls or ditches."

Ciyi frowned and said impatiently: "No matter what you do, it's already pretty good if you don't freeze to death."

Shuiling touched her nose and said, "My fiefdom is also under construction. Wouldn't this help me accumulate experience? If I go back, I can build it quickly."
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