Dongling Ce nodded to the senior slaves: "Don't worry about us, you all continue to work."
"Halle." The senior slaves were not cautious in front of Donglingce and Baoye, and continued to sing and work. Those with divine power are either powerful or fast, and some slaves with relatively high divine power are responsible for bombing the ground with various spells. In the cave, there is a formation barrier arranged by Donglingce to support the entire cave, even if they use all their divine power. , the hole will not collapse.
The high-level slaves divided the labor and cooperated, and the work efficiency was very fast, but within fifteen minutes, the big truck was filled with a large truck of dirt and left.
Ouyexi was very satisfied with their speed and arranged for the current situation. Within half a year, he would definitely dig out the contents: "Mr. Dongling still has the ability to buy so many high-level slaves to work for you."
"Mr. Ouye, you're wrong, I didn't buy them, I hired them to work here." Tang Lingze emphasized the tone of the invitation: "I knew I would spend such a large sum of money on the invitation. When people come to work, they should have asked the people from the Shenshang Bureau to pay me more compensation."
Ou Yexi laughed without saying a word, but he scolded Dongling Ce a hundred times in his heart. In the compensation for Dongling Ce, the director of the Shenshang Bureau also asked him to pay half of the money. Who asked him to seek God? The gods of the business bureau came to seize the culprit of Tanglince's property.
Mr. Tanglin, can we walk around by ourselves? "
"Please."
Ouyexi took Gong Shan Xiang and the others out of the car and walked inside.
Xia Zong, who followed behind Ouyexi, has been looking for familiar figures since he saw the senior slaves.
Bao Ye pretended to greet and chat with everyone, but from time to time he glanced at Xia Zong.
There were too many people on the construction site, and it was really hard to find. Xia Zong asked a senior slave who was singing next to him: "The song you sang is very good, can I ask what song it is?"
As soon as the senior slave could not remember, he asked the others, "What song are we singing?"
"What did you call us? I forgot." Others just memorized the lyrics and forgot the name of the song.
Xia Zong asked again, "Who taught you to sing?"
"It was our captain who taught us to sing."
"Who is your captain?"
The senior slave looked around, saw Tang Kaiji who was in charge of frying the soil, and shouted, "Vice Tang...
When Baoye heard the slave call his father's image, he almost didn't rush to choke the slave's neck.
Tang Kaiji heard someone calling him, turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"
The moment Xia Zong saw Tang Kaiji, the whole person was stunned and motionless. Isn't this Bao Ye's adoptive father
He looked at Tang Kaiji's face carefully, and he did look exactly like the people in the photos Bao Ye often took to recall, and they were all surnamed Tang, so he was definitely the same person.
So Bao Ye is really here.
The senior slave said, "So sir, ask us what song we are singing."
Tang Kaiji smiled: "This song is called "My Good Brother"."
Xia Zong asked, "Did you create it yourself?"
"No, I was taught by others."
"Who is it?" Xia Zong asked with a hint of urgency in his tone.
Tang Kaiji felt that this person didn't want to know the name of the song, but rather wanted to find someone who taught them to sing, and he couldn't help but raise a little bit of vigilance in his heart: "I don't know who he is, he taught me to learn this. Left after the song."
"Did he say where to go?"
Tang Kaiji shook his head.
"Then did he tell you anything?"
"No."
Xia Zong noticed that Tang Kaiji was guarding him, and immediately said softly: "Deputy Tang, the person who taught you this song is probably my friend, but we have been separated for many years, if you know where he is, you can Please tell me, I've been looking for him for a long time."
Tang Kaiji knew that Chou Nu had no such friends at all, and when he heard such words, he didn't believe him even more: "Sir, I really don't know where he is."
Xia Zong didn't think he was lying: "My name is Xia Zong. If he comes to you again, will you send someone to Mr. Ouzhi's house to inform me?"
Tang Kaiji nodded.
"Thank you." Xia Zong followed Ouyexi and the others.
Tang Kaiji looked at Bao Ye, who was standing not far away, watching them, then turned around and continued to work.
Bao Ye frowned, Xia Zong found his adoptive father, and if he used it a little in the future, he would soon find him.
Tang Lingce patted the back of his head: "What are you thinking about?"
"I was wondering if you could..." Baoye wanted Donglingce to erase Xia Zong's memory of him and his adoptive father, but halfway through his words, it was as if someone had taken away his voice and couldn't say anything.
Can what
Bao Ye couldn't think of what to say for a while. When he saw the senior slaves singing, his eyes lit up and he quickly said, "Can you sing a song too, I have never heard you sing before."
"In our era, there were only songs and no lyrics. After the unblocking, I didn't listen to the songs." Tangling thought for a while, and conjured up a delicate wooden flute three times thicker than ordinary flutes: " I can play the flute, do you want to listen?"
Bao Ye saw him put the flute in his mouth and said speechlessly, "Are you going to play now?"
"Well, it's a reward for the slaves." Dong Lingce tapped the flute on the palm of his hand, squinted and said, "Maybe he can also feel my tune."
Bao Ye wondered: "Who are you talking about?"
Tang Lingce didn't explain, he put the flute to his mouth and tried to play a few times. Then, a flute sound that seemed to come from ancient times came out from the flute.
The sad and sad songs with rich and beautiful tone made the laughing slaves stop their work and look at Dongling Ce, and even the Ouzhixi people who walked away turned back when they heard the sound of the flute.
The helplessness and sadness revealed in the song shocked people's hearts, hitting the souls of everyone present, making the slaves think of their tragic fate being controlled by the slave owners, and the smile on their faces gradually disappeared, replaced by the deep helplessness and pain of their sons.
Bao Ye couldn't help thinking of his dead brothers, but he didn't understand how Tang Lingce could play such a sad song.
Suddenly, the ground shook violently.
Everyone was shocked: "Is there an earthquake?"
Seeing that Dong Ling Ce could still play the tune so calmly, Bao Ye quickly reassured them: "Don't be nervous, everyone, there is a formation here, so even if there is an earthquake, it will not be ruined."
This tune can cause vibrations, indicating that the following things have a certain connection with Dongling Ce.
When the senior slaves saw Oyexi and the others with a calm expression, they were no longer so afraid.
Ouyexi and Gong Shanxiang realized that the vibration was coming from the ground, and quickly used their spiritual sense to probe under the ground. As the flute reached the climax, the underground vibration became stronger and stronger, as if seeing a long-lost friend. Swinging excitedly from side to side.
Donglingce looked at the ground, and combined with divine power, he played the flute, which resonated with the ground. When the tune reached the end, the vibration became smaller and smaller, and calm was slowly restored.
He put down the flute and asked Bao Ye, "Does it sound good?"
Bao Ye said: "It's good, but the song is so sad that it makes people want to cry."
Donglingce turned the flute in his hand and said to him with a sound transmission: "This is the last piece of music created by Emperor Shi."
Bao Ye asked through voice transmission, "Did he know that the ancient gods were about to disappear when he composed this song?"
"Maybe, he didn't say anything when he played the tune."
"Ah-" Suddenly, Ouyexi and Gong Shan screamed in agony, and then they were thrown ten meters away and hit the slave who was still immersed in the song.
Wang Shu and Xia Zong hurried over: "Mr. Gongshan, Mr. Ouzhi, are you all right?"
"It hurts, it hurts." Ouyexi and Gong Shanxiang shouted while covering their heads.
Donglingce snorted coldly, "Deserving it."
Bao Ye also applauded in his heart: "What happened to them?"
When I used my spiritual sense to investigate what was buried in the ground, I was bounced back by the barrier below.
… Ye secretly thanked that he was not bounced back by the enchantment below when he used his divine power to investigate last time.
Tang Lingce didn't care whether Ouyexi and the others were dead or alive, he took Bao Ye on the tour bus and left.
Wang Shu and Xia Zong did not dare to delay the treatment, so they quickly teleported back to the villa with Ouyexi and the others, and asked the genius doctor Ouyexi brought from the world to treat them.
After about half an hour, the pain slowly disappeared.
Ouyexi sat up, rubbed his still tingling head and said, "I don't know what big treasure is buried in the ground, but it's amazing that even we can bounce back."
"The more powerful something is, the more powerful its aura is, and we want to get it even more." A look of malice flashed in Gong Shan Xiang's eyes.
"Yes." Ouyexi looked at Gongshan Xiang: "Are you okay? Did you hurt your consciousness and divine veins? Gongshan Xiang said with a sullen face, "I am a god anyway, how can I be hurt so easily. "
Ou Yexi frowned, the appearance of Gongshan in front of him made him feel a little weird, and the bloodshot eyes gave him a very gloomy feeling.
When Gong Shan met him, he stared at him and asked in doubt, "What's wrong?"
"You really don't have any discomfort?"
Gong Shanxiang smiled: "Really not, but I'm a little tired, so I'll go upstairs to rest first."
Ouyexi nodded, thinking that it should be his own illusion just now.
Gong Shanxiang turned around and went upstairs, and when he was halfway up the stairs, he was accidentally kicked by the stairs.
Gong Shanxiang stood firm, and immediately kicked angrily at the stairs that almost caused him to fall: "Damn, even you bullied me."
With a bang, he kicked a big hole in the stairs.
Ouyexi frowned.
Wang Shu and Xia Zong glanced at each other, wondering how Gong Shan Xiang had become so rude.
Ou Yexi looked at Wang Shu: "Have you encountered any unpleasant things recently?"
"No."
"Then he just..." Ouyexi's head hurt again just now: "Forget it, it's all right, you all go upstairs to rest."
"it is good."
Xia Zong returned to the room he slept in before, lay down on the bed, and thought of Tang Kaiji he saw today, and his mind began to make up his mind.