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The second day after the two arrived in Bolangsha, the weather was very good.

The two of them were busy on the roadside of the official road for a whole day, just like old farmers who were about to plow in the spring, moving all the straw in the field to both sides of the official road and stacking it.

After a few days, when the fire burned out, we began to plow the ground and sow seeds.

The third day was cloudy.

The two continued to work along the roadside until the straw they passed was piled up for two miles and it was already dark. Then they returned to the cave to rest.

Zhang Liang looked at Boss Long who was cooking the food and said, "It's not tomorrow, it's the day after tomorrow."

Boss Long nodded and said quietly: "We have made so many preparations, God should have mercy on us and help us, right?"

Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "If the sky is affectionate, there will be a strong wind!"

In his opinion, when it comes to life and death, a strong wind is the most important thing. After all, the wind will help the fire, and the two of them will have more chances to escape.

Boss Long slapped his thigh and laughed loudly: "Since you can meet a master who is like a god, he can naturally predict that the wind will blow in these days."

Zhang Liang nodded, sighed heavily and said: "The south wind blows, blow, make the fire stronger for me!"

Somehow, Zhang Liang suddenly thought of Li Xiuyuan and Xiao Hei at No. 47 in the back city.

In his opinion, if he could go back alive this time, he would have to practice hard with Li Xiuyuan, whether it was his cultivation or swordsmanship.

Because he has a master who is not simple but mysterious.

The master said that the shopkeeper at No. 47 is more mysterious than him, and perhaps his chance lies with Li Xiuyuan.

Master taught him that if three people walk together, they must have me as their teacher.

In Zhang Liang's view, the old man, the master, and Li Xiuyuan were all his teachers.
Chapter completed!