Chapter 400： (1/2)

It started to rain steadily outside, and it was clear even in the house.

The Red Rock Forest really rains several times every day, and sometimes it does not stop all day long, and the whole world is trapped in a hazy world of red mist.

Except for the pitted red rock that was eroded by the red rain, no flesh and blood creature can withstand the red rain.

"Is there no other way?" Wen Qiao couldn't help asking.

If they were on the road outside, and it rained suddenly and couldn't find a place to hide, wouldn't they have to be soaked in blood by the red rain, with no bones left?

Ning Yuzhou stood outside the window and looked at it, and said, "I will study it."

Seeing that he had filled some Hongyu studies with a stone bowl made of Hongyan, Wen Qiao and the others didn't bother him, and continued to stroll around the city, asking for more news in case of emergency.

Wen Qiao took Wen Gungun and father-in-law to find out how to avoid the red rain erosion.

The person in charge of inquiries is naturally Ning Jichen. As the former emperor of Dongling, he is in charge of the whole Dongling. He has the majesty of a superior and no lack of means. He has a flexible mind and a good view of the overall situation. He knows when to do and what to do. The key is that he knows the art of speaking.

Otherwise, let Wen Qiao ask with a face open, even if someone answers her on the basis of her good-looking looks, it will be a little awkward and easy to cause conflicts. More importantly, most of this Hongqiu City are desperadoes who act fiercely. Seeing beautiful female sisters, they can't help but want to take advantage or have evil thoughts. Where can Ning Jichen be willing to let the beautiful and well-behaved daughter-in-law suffer?

After they inquired, they found that the cultivators in this place had nothing to do with that red rain.

"If it rains in the wild, you can only rush to find a place nearby that can shelter from the rain, otherwise you will dig a hole yourself. However, those red rocks are transformed by red rain, which is not only resistant to corrosion, but also difficult to dig. Before the digging was finished, people were drenched into a pool of blood."

"If you say that the speed of digging in this red rock forest is fast, you have to count the red-haired rats."

"No, when the red rock forest changed, many monsters fled, only the red rat was left. Regardless of their low level, digging a hole in the red rock can be clean, conquer a red rat to carry it. It's also convenient to help digging holes in the wild."

"Isn't that true..."

Hearing this, Wen Qiao was finally stunned.

After entering Hongqiu City, she found that many cultivators were raising red-haired rats. It was strange at the time. After all, the low-level red-haired rats were not the ideal contract beasts of cultivators.

Since only digging a hole, Wen Qiao thought of Wen Billowing.

"I don't know if Wengungun can dig it, let's test it outside." Wen Qiao said, holding Wengungun from his shoulders to his arms, rubbing its hairy head, and whispering softly, "Wengungun, We rely on you, you have to work hard."

Sister Wen said so, what can it do?

Lazy Wen Gungun stretched out his paw and put it on her hand, expressing no objection.

Choosing a time without rain, Wen Qiao and his team ran outside Hongqiu City to test Wen Billow's digging ability.

Wen Qiao, Shi Wuming, Wen Tutu and others have tested the hardness of this red rock.

First of all, Wen Qiao used the spirit sword to hack towards Hongyan. As a result, a piece of Hongyan was cut off, and the spirit sword was also missing a mouth. It is estimated that after a few more uses, the spirit sword will be useless.

This is also the reason why people say that it is unrealistic to use spirit tools to dig holes. No amount of spirit tools are enough. Moreover, there is a shortage of resources in the Red Rock Forest, and no cultivator is willing to use spirit tools to dig holes.

Then there was Shi Wuming. He even cut a few swords and didn't even cut off any stone chips, which made Wen Tutu very contemptuous.

Wen Tutu also tried to dig with his paws, making a banging sound, and finally panting for exhaustion, only dug a shallow pit, and could only shove his own into the size of Tutu.

Ning Jichen looked at it and knew that the red rock had been transformed by Hongyu so hard that it was not easy to dig.

After everyone tried, Wen Gungun was left in the end.

Wen Gungun jumped onto a piece of red rock that was several feet high, climbed up and down there, knocked here, scratched with his claws there, and then pierced in with a claw, like digging tofu, quickly digging a hole.

"Oh, Wen Gungun is really amazing!" Shi Wuming and Wen Tutu praised it.

Wen Gungun crawled out of the hole and raised his head triumphantly at them.

"Then we will rely on Wengungun from now on." Wen Qiao fed Wengungun a spirit pill, "Wengungun is better than those red-haired rats in digging holes."

Before, they had inquired about the speed of a seventh-order red-haired mouse digging a hole, and it was simply not as fast as Wen Gungun, a little digging expert.

The blood level of the red-haired rat is not high, the seventh-order is already their limit, and they can't go any further. Many cultivators want to subdue a seventh-order red mouse, and there is a seventh-order red mouse walking in the red rock forest, which is safer and more secure.

After the test, they hurried back to the city to avoid being caught in the rain again.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the city, he saw a group of cultivators wearing big red cloaks entering the city, headed by a cold-faced male cultivator, slender and vigorous, the cultivation base of the Yuanzong realm. Following the male cultivator were two female cultivators, one lively and playful, and the other pale and weak. The pale and weak female pedicure had vain steps, probably either injured or sick.

When entering the city, the cold and tall male cultivator looked back at the pale and weak female cultivator, and stretched out his hand to help her.

Seeing this, the pretty and lively female cultivator hurried over, "Brother Leng, Sister Wen seems to be very bad, let's go in." Then he said to the pale and weak female cultivator, "Sister Wen, I will help you."

Before they could react, she stretched out her hand to hold him, and squeezed between the two abruptly.

When Leng Hu Nanxiu saw this, he didn't say anything. After paying the entrance fee, the group went into the city.

Wen Qiao and the others were walking behind, and seeing this group of people, they knew that they had also rushed over from other places, probably because of the meteor dragon, but they didn't pay much attention.

They went shopping in the street and bought some specialties from the Red Rock Forest before returning to the inn.

As soon as I arrived at the inn, I heard an unhappy female voice: "Why didn't I go to the room? Do you know who I am? Give us a few rooms to come out."

The shopkeeper still said: "Sorry, I didn't go to the room, only the inferior room."

The pretty and lively female cultivator was so angry that she turned her head and said, "Brother Leng, look at them, they don't give any face!"

There are a lot of people in the inn, if they look at them, they all sneer when they hear this.

The cold male monk said: "Then other rooms, give us eight rooms."

"Brother Leng!" The pretty girl stomped with anger, how could they live in those inferior rooms?

Lenghu Nanxiu ignored her, took the eight jade keys handed over by the shopkeeper, and distributed them to the accompanying guards, helping the weak female sister to leave.

The pretty and lively female sister leaned forward again, holding on to the people again, and reluctantly said: "Brother Leng, you can't do this, how can you surrender your status? If my father comes, would they dare to neglect us so much? Wen Sister, don't you think?"

The sister named Wen showed a pale face with a smile, and whispered: "Sister Yan, when we are out, let's just take a moment."

"you……"

These words made the female surname Yan so angry, her face changed, but because of the cold male cultivator next to her, she couldn't lose her temper, so she had to swallow it, but the strength of her hand became stronger.

The Wen Xiu frowned and said nothing.

Seeing this group of people being led away by the little boy, many cultivators in the inn didn't take it seriously.

Wen Qiao could faintly hear the discussion from everyone, saying that the father of the female Xiu Yan had a good background, otherwise there would be no way to raise such a lively and charming daughter.