"How many roads are there in the mountains and outside? How far is the nearest village and town?"

Jiang Xia continued to ask.

Liu Laosi is not a local, but he has been with him for more than ten years and is naturally like a volcano. He answered:

"Fengshan Street is in the deep mountains. In order to send a mine, it has specially built a road. There are not many villages and towns nearby. It takes half a day to go out of the mountain. If you walk, it will take more than two days."

"I heard that Ruyifang is related to the immortal?"

Jiang Xia picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. He said:

"If the Fengshan Mine is blocked and the way out is blocked, will they have any immortal means to transmit voices from thousands of miles away?"

“It may be outside.”

Liu Laosi shook his head and said:

"Even if there are really treasures from the immortal family, how can it be placed in Fengshan Mine?

In addition to this place, Ruyifang also has mines in other places. Fengshan Mine is already an old mine, and it produces sufficient amount of ordinary ore every year.

But spiritual ore has become fewer and fewer in recent years.

Although this place is expensive, it is not the real lifeline of Ruyifang. There are only seven managers here, and even their private soldiers have not been stationed, so naturally there is no such treasure."

"Well, I know."

Jiang Xia already had a rough idea in his mind, so he nodded and said to Liu Laosi:

"You go and look at the man whose arm was removed. When he wakes up, he calls me and sends these vegetables and steamed buns to the girl. Don't let them go out. I'll sleep for a while.

You don't have too many ideas."

Jiang Xia said:

"The share to Mrs. Niu is thanking her to help us cover up the matter and calm her mind. It's all a small fortune. A single Huang manager has so many good things, and there are six managers like him.

I want those goods to be useless, and those will be yours afterwards."

He said to Liu Laosi:

"Where you want to be a rich man or continue to follow me, you will follow you. We will meet by chance and have a fate to do things together.

Don't put too much pressure on yourself.

The sky fell, and I was holding on to it."

After making a wish, Liu Laosi also left the room with a plate of dishes.

Jiang Xia yawned. There are too many things today. He was still fighting hard in the wasteland just now. Now he will fight wits and courage with the local tyrants and evil gentry in the ancient world.

The transformation of time and space gave him a feeling of unreality.

It will loosen up and feel sleepy. Before I even go to the bed, I lay on the table, put my arms on my pillow and fell asleep in a daze. My left hand was still on my waist, and I pressed it on the handle of the gun.

But this time the dream was a bit strange.

It was no longer the past of Shusheng Jiang. When Jiang Xia closed his eyes, starlight gathered and dispersed in front of him, as if he had stepped into the consciousness space that had trapped him for three years.

In the light stream of stars in front of him, in the phantom, the strange-looking tree was still in place.

It's still a bad shape like a potted plant.

It was just magnified many times.

In the virtual and real, it is like starlight gathering into the main body of the tree.

The trunks scattered into seven strands are bare, with no leaf on them, but at the end of the twisted branches, there are things like fruit hanging down.

Six out of the seven are illusory and seem to not really exist.

But at the edge of the branches at the bottom, there is the last fruit that is solid, shining with white light, very small, like a date.

It is not so much a fruit, but rather a bud that has not yet bloomed and bears fruit.

"You just bloomed and bear fruit... It's very strange."

Jiang Xia smiled and reached out to put his hand on the branch

It still has a cold touch, but there is not much magic. It's just that every time I touch the tree trunk, the stars around this dream will change a little.

It is not real, it is still a vague appearance, between reality and reality.

Until Jiang Xia's fingers touched the end of the branch and the buds of the little flower that had just emerged.

The moment his finger touched the little flower, the starry sky in front of him suddenly changed, just like the reflection of the giant screen of a movie, a very familiar scenery appeared.

The yellow sand is everywhere, and the sky is endless.

There is also the conspicuous desert town wrapped in brown vegetation under the scorching sun. Jiang Xia even saw Roger in the reflection. The guy was busy cleaning up the ruins with a group of people.

The reflection is right in front of you.

The truth is incredible, like a layer of water curtain, you can walk into it just by taking a step forward.

This is a door!

Jiang Xia was happy.

He finally knew the use of this starry tree.

I finally knew why the tree suddenly bloomed before, and it must have been stimulated by the star array.

He turned around and carefully observed the buds on the branch of the tree and found that its small flowers were very dim, but after a few minutes, they became brighter than before.

Perhaps, you have to wait until this flower is lit up before you can set foot in the wasteland world again.

It's like a charging process.

"What a baby!"

Jiang Xia held his tree and felt extremely joyful.

"Rogge, the black hand will do it, haha, our fate has not yet ended, wait, I will go to find you soon."
Chapter completed!