The Only Magician on Earth

   "The Erniu brothers misunderstood. I came out to play this time, just to enjoy this kind of fun between mountains and rivers. Living here is the most fun."

   When encountering such an overly enthusiastic and simple person, the ancient style also felt a while, and could only make up an excuse.

   Erniu was startled for a moment, and immediately put on an "I understand" expression.

   "Oh...you must be from a big city, right? I often watch TV and newspapers. You urbanites are tired of staying in big cities, so you like to come to the mountains. This is called... ALICE! Hehe!"

   Erniu choked out the word with a smug expression on his face. [

   "Yes! I'm a donkey friend!" Since the other party is so polite, Gu Feng is also happy to sit down on the **** and sit on the donkey.

"Okay! Since you like to live here, everything is easy to do. Isn't it just a wooden house? Don't worry, I'll call Shanghuzi and Junzi and they will build it for you in less than ten days. You are Wenlong. Brother's benefactor, he is very shy about his fake ginseng, and usually doesn't let others step on it, but you are his life-saving benefactor, if you want to build a wooden house here, I believe he has nothing to say." Er Niu patted his chest and assured .

  Ten days…

   Gu Feng said something about the time Er Niu promised. The reason why he wants to build a log cabin here is more of a disguise.

   Such a rich magic element is simply the greatest enjoyment for the ancient style. Living here, even if you don't meditate, the magic element will penetrate into the body by itself.

   More importantly, Gu Feng has a feeling that his status as a trainee magician has reached its peak, and it is possible to break through to a junior magician at any time.

   This is also an ancient style, although he has some scruples about Grandpa Cao. The reason for choosing to stay.

   As long as he stays on this hillside 24 hours a day, Gu Feng predicts that he will be able to break through soon.

   Now it takes ten days for Erniu to open his mouth, so Gu Feng is naturally not happy.

   Find an excuse by yourself and say that you are a donkey friend. All right,. It’s fair to say that ALICE likes to live in wooden houses, but there are no wooden houses on the hillside. If you want to sleep here, you can’t explain it.

At this moment. Gu Feng began to regret it, why didn't he bring a tent when he came out? You shouldn't be lazy!

   "Uh... ten days? You misunderstood, just cut some trees and build a simple wooden house. The simpler the better, I want to get close to nature and experience the breath of nature."

   "Get close to nature and experience the breath of nature?" Er Niu scratched his head, puzzled.

   "Yes! A few pieces of wood stand up. Just build a roof. It's better to cover it in one day." Gu Feng said directly.

   "One day? Okay! There is still some wood in the village, which is used to build a wooden house for Brother Wenlong's benefactor. I believe the owners of those woods will not object."

   Erniu did what he said, and immediately walked down the hillside.

soon. The village began to be lively. Some people heard that Cao Wenlong was injured and went to see Cao Wenlong, while others, after watching Cao Wenlong, with the greetings of Erniu, they began to collect the wood in the village, and led the donkey to the hillside. Wooden houses built in ancient style.

  When they were lifting logs and building wooden houses, they inadvertently stepped on the "fake ginseng" under their feet. This is because Erniu kept greeting back and forth, reminding everyone to be careful with their feet. Otherwise, the loss would be even greater.

  The ancient style almost hurts to death. This is a plant of the Mandela family! These people trampled on these, if they can take back the magic continent, I don't know how many **** fights it will cause! [

   Thinking that these losses were all caused by one's own words, I couldn't help but laugh and cry. Miscalculation!

  This small mountain village is not big, with only a dozen families, all of whom are strong workers. There are only twenty or thirty people.

   Everyone was busy, and when the wooden house was half-built, Gu Feng saw Grandpa Cao coming out of the house, still holding the cigarette holder in his hand. While clicking, I looked up at the construction progress on the hillside.

  …

  Er Niu and others built it very fast, and the requirements of the ancient style were also very simple.

   In just one day, the cabin was built the next afternoon. A log cabin built with logs, inside is a newly built Tukang, with tables, chairs, bedding, etc. all complete.

   The refreshing thin quilt was made temporarily by the aunt in the village. It is brand new and suitable for summer cover.

   Antiquity nodded, very satisfied with this wooden house.

  After the wooden house was built, Erniu gathered the young people in the village, either with shotguns or hatchets, and led the way by two old hunters. All a dozen people went into the mountains angrily.

  Gu Feng knew that it was because they knew the reason for Cao Wenlong's injury. They were all angry and went to the deep mountains to find those poachers to settle accounts.

   A few young people were left to protect the village, and the rest all went into the mountains.

  The wild people in mountain villages have little legal awareness. They only know that if the villagers are injured, they will go to revenge.

  If it wasn't for building a wooden house for the ancient style, these people would have set off yesterday.

Those who    went out were all seasoned hunters, best at stalking. However, considering that the group of poachers have been running away for two days, Gu Feng is really not optimistic about whether they can catch up.

   Feeling that the breakthrough was approaching, Gu Feng did not follow them to join in the fun. Even, he didn't even accept the invitations from a few households in the village to invite him to dinner. Instead, he concentrated on meditating and seeking a quick breakthrough.

   Time goes by day by day.

   Every day, Grandpa Cao would look at the wooden house on the hillside for a while at the foot of the mountain. His face was full of folds, and his deep eyes did not know what he was thinking.

  In less than ten days, Cao Wenlong began to go out, and with the help of a young man, he came to the mountain to thank Gu Feng.

   He recovered so quickly, of course, because the effect of the little magic potion continued to work.

   Then, Er Niu and the others came back in a lively manner. Gu Feng clearly felt a trace of blood on them.

   Although these people didn't say anything, Gu Feng knew that their hunt for the poachers must have been successful.

  The simple-looking mountain people actually got a killer, which made Gu Feng feel a little surprised. [

   Of course, in this deep mountain and old forest, no one will be held accountable for murder. Even if the corpse is still rotting in the forest, or eaten by wild animals, no one will find it.

   The magician's meditation is not a complete closure of the five senses and consciousness, nor is it impossible to stop once it starts - of course, if it is interrupted, it will reduce the efficiency of the meditation.

   From time to time people came to the hut, and he knew these things. It's just that Gu Feng sends people away in a hurry every time, and gradually, fewer people come. Everyone knows that the guy who rescued Cao Wenlong is a weirdo who likes to live on the mountain by himself...