Chapter 134 White Robes Flowing



Mo Lan tried it out and felt it was pretty good. "I have to say, you really have a talent for blacksmithing and forging. It's quite impressive that you were able to make two in such a short time. You can figure out the rest slowly, but you also need to hurry. I need a batch before winter."

Tie Niu glanced at her; he had worked through the night to prepare this.

How much do you need?

"Fifty large and fifty small coal briquette machines, use them for now, and let me know if they break down. As for the coal stoves, I'll take as many as you make."

Mo Lan thought for a moment. With more people in Qinglong Village in the future, she could make more when winter came and maybe exchange it for some silver.

"knew."

He had no reason to refuse a win-win situation. Tie Niu may look honest, but he was shrewd and wouldn't suffer any loss.

Thinking about the changes over the past few months, he glanced at Mo Lan and wondered how he had come to know such a woman.

After leaving the blacksmith shop, Mo Lan went straight out of the city; she would be busy for a while.

Railcars used in coal mine development.

She thought about it and realized that laying tracks on the ground was not as convenient as using an aerial slide. As long as the speed was controlled, the problem could be solved by using the pulley principle and installing an engine at each end.

This is a big deal. Whenever Mo Lan has free time, she can't help but think about it, and she already has a general idea in mind.

The weather was fine, but Mo Lan was preoccupied with something and walked slowly. Just as she was about to take a shortcut back to the mountain stronghold, a smell of blood wafted to her nose.

Standing at the crossroads, Mo Lan paused, inwardly complaining, and glanced around. In the tangled grass beside the road, a section of white, bloodstained clothing was visible.

That's absolutely infuriating!

It's truly a chaotic world; you can encounter murder and robbery everywhere. There's still one person left in the village, and now we've run into another one.

Mo Lan leaned out and looked into the bushes. She was a little stunned. A woman with her face covered in blood.

Although her clothes were torn, they were all cut by swords and knives. It was just unknown whether she was abandoned here or escaped on her own.

She was dressed in flowing white robes, her hair was tied up in a high bun and bound with a light blue ribbon adorned with broken gemstones. However, she looked somewhat disheveled at the moment, with her hair in disarray; otherwise, she would truly resemble a fairy in flowing white robes.

Unfortunately, kicked off the clouds, the swan turned into a domestic goose, utterly pathetic.

Judging from her attire, she looks quite like a wandering knight-errant.

Could it be a feud between gangsters?

Seeing her faint breathing, Mo Lan complained as she cleaned her wounds with hydrogen peroxide.

The little bit of hydrogen peroxide I have left will eventually be used up by the people I save.

After cleaning the external wound, Mo Lan shook her head regretfully. It is said that a woman's beauty is enhanced by her mourning clothes. A woman wearing white should care a lot about her appearance. It's a pity that her face was scratched and the skin was turned outward. Such a deep wound, even if it heals, will probably leave a scar.

She also had two broken ribs in her waist and abdomen, and the rest were just abrasions. Mo Lan bandaged her up simply, and there was nothing seriously wrong, except that her internal injuries were quite severe, and she probably wouldn't be able to recover for at least a month.

"Tomb Spirit, what should I do? I can't exactly bring a car out in broad daylight, can I?"

Of course, bringing out a few ghosts wouldn't work either, that would be too scary.

Should I let her carry it?

He broke two ribs and died before he could get home.

"Boss, don't you have some oral wound medicine? Give her one, and wait until dark. Then, whether you carry her by ghosts or use a vehicle, there won't be any problems."

The tomb spirit was speechless at the boss's luck; she hadn't had a moment's peace lately.

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