After Nanyoulu got the hook, he completely regarded mine mining as something for fun. He never thought it would be so easy to cut thick rocks. In the past, he used to chisel it one by one with a hammer. Not to mention the effort, the effect was still very poor.

Seeing that Nan Youlu was having fun, Han Ming did not bother him, and then stood behind him, smiling as he waved the hook randomly.

Nan Youlu played for about two quarters of an hour, then his movements slowed down, his breath became a little thicker, and a hint of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Seeing that Nan Youlu was tired of playing, Han Ming walked up and said with a smile: "You're tired, you'll take a break first, I'll dig, I know it's time to dig there."

Nan Youlu was indeed a little tired at this time, so he did not object and directly returned the hook in his hand to Han Ming, while he walked back to free up space for Han Ming.

Unlike the big opening and closing like Nanyoulu playing, Han Ming's movements were very light. He stood there without moving a single step, only his two arms were constantly moving.

Although Han Ming's movements were very light, his mine was very fast, which was more than several times faster than Nanyoulu.

Nanyoulu picked up a few flat stones that had just been cut and put them together, then sat on them, holding her cheeks in her hands as Han Ming started mining in front.

"How did you bring in this hook? We were all searched when we came in! All the weapons and other things were taken away!" Nan Youlu dragged her cheeks, and a look of curiosity appeared on her face.

"Those horse thieves tied to their legs did not search carefully when they saw that I was young, so I could get away with it!" Han Ming answered while unloading the stones on the stone wall.

"Oh, so that's how it is." Nan Youlu looked suddenly enlightened, but then he asked: "Where did your hook come from? It's so sharp, it's a magic weapon that really cuts iron like mud."

"I picked it up from a corpse wearing a blood-colored robe. At first, I didn't expect the hook to be so sharp. I didn't expect to pick up the treasure." Han Ming pulled down a large piece of rock with one stroke.

"Where are you from? I always feel that your accent is a bit weird!" Nan Youlu asked again.

"The people from the west marched all the way here, but ended up being robbed by horse thieves, and then they were sent here to be miners!" Han Ming said vaguely.

Nan Youlu seems to have not talked to people for a long time. Now when he meets a person like Han Ming who can let go of his guard, he can't stop his mouth for a while, and questions pop up one after another. Some questions make Han Ming embarrassed and don't know how to answer.

In fact, Han Ming could make up some lies and fool them. He was confident that he would not have any logical loopholes. But for some reason, he felt a little unwilling to deceive the boy in front of him, so he had to answer the boy's questions vaguely, and when encountering some questions that were really difficult to answer, he fooled them half-true and half-false.

While thinking about answering Nanyoulu's questions, he was digging ore, and time passed quickly. About half an hour later, Han Ming took out a passage half a meter wide and one-person high on the stone wall. He entered the passage, while Nanyoulu stood outside holding a torch to help him illuminate.

"Ha, I finally dug it." Han Ming's movements accelerated, and pieces of gravel as big as a palm fell to the ground. The space in front of him also became larger, and there was also some faint gold in the originally black ore.

Not long after, Han Ming withdrew from the mine. He was holding a large piece of golden ore in his palm, which was obviously of high-quality gold ore.

"Put it aside first, there are still a lot of it inside, I'll dig in." Han Ming put the ore in his hand on the ground, and he turned around and entered the passage.

"You really dug the ore!" Nan Youlu squatted on the ground and fiddled with the ore in front of her, her face full of joy. This ore alone would be enough for them to eat for five or six days.

After plundering the passage for about two minutes, Han Ming stopped his hand, and at this time there was a pile of gold ore on the ground outside the passage.

"There are still some inside, but they are too scattered, so I don't want it. These alone are enough for us to eat for more than a month." Han Ming smiled.

"You can really feel the ore in the stone wall. How did you do it? Tell me." Nan Youlu shifted her gaze from the ore to Han Ming, her face full of curiosity.

"My five senses are more sensitive than ordinary people. You can hear very subtle sounds. If there is gold ore in the stone wall, the echo will be different!" Han Ming could not tell Nan Youlu about his identity as an immortal cultivator with spiritual consciousness. At least he could not tell him before he recovered.

The reason why Han Ming thought of using echoes to explain his ability to detect gold ores was because he thought of the old man surnamed Bai who he met before. The old man surnamed Bai could use echoes to judge the road, and probably could also use echoes to locate gold ores in the stone wall.

"Oh, so that's it! I really didn't expect you to have this ability!" Nan Youlu was very excited, and at the same time she had a little envious look in her eyes.

"We scrape off the gold powder, otherwise the ore will be too big and difficult to move." Han Ming pointed to the pile of ore that was piled low on the ground.

Then Han Ming and Nan Youlu squatted on the ground to scrape the gold from the ore with tools, and the scraped gold powder was packed onto a piece of rag. Scrapping the gold powder was a fine job, it took a long time and took more than an hour to collect the gold powder.

Han Ming handed the re-lit torch to Nan Youlu, and then said with a smile: "You go out with this golden powder first, and I will come later."

"There is only one torch. What should I do if I take it away? What are you going to do? Why do you want me to leave first! I will stay with you." Nan Youlu took the torch and the bag of gold powder, and some questions appeared on her face.

"I have a stomachache. Do you want to stay with me? I'm afraid of smearing you!" Han Ming smiled.

"You, you, hum, stay in this black mine." Nan Youlu's face turned red after hearing this, and then he stomped his feet and turned around and walked outside.

Seeing Nan Youlu's angry look, Han Ming couldn't help but touch his nose and laughed twice.

Han Ming's spiritual sense dissipated. After he was convinced that Nanyoulu had walked a long enough distance, he turned around and walked towards the passage he had dug out before.

Han Ming tugs the handle of the hook-shaped magic weapon in his hand, and a thin almost transparent line was exposed from the handle. Han Ming looked at the ore veins he had dug out, and after choosing a position, he inserted the hooks into the stone wall at the same root.

Han Ming left the hook in place, and he himself dragged the transparent thin line on the hook toward the outside of the mine vein. He stopped until he walked out of the range dozens of feet.

"If anyone is interested in seeing the smooth cut in the gangue wall of this mine, he will inevitably think that some of the miners have a precious blade that is as sharp as mud. For some unnecessary trouble, it would be better for this mine to completely disappear."

Han Ming murmured to himself, then he suddenly pulled the thin line in his hand, and the silver hook embedded in the stone wall flew towards Han Ming. During the flight, he made a long hole in the stone wall along the way.

Han Ming waved his hand and grabbed the silver hook into his hand. At the same time, he rushed quickly behind him, like a sharp arrow that was rid of the string. The ore vein behind him actually began to collapse, and the entire ore vein was blocked in a short time.

Nanyoulu didn't go too far. He stood not far from the mine vein and was waiting for Han Ming, afraid that he would not have a torch when he came out and would not find his way back.

But just as Nanyoulu was immersed in the joy of digging a large number of gold mines, a violent shaking in the mine vein made him sit on the ground. After he finally stabilized his body, the mine vein behind him had collapsed and was blocked by countless stones.

Nan Youlu didn't react after a while, but just stared at the blocked mineral vein not far away. After he realized something, he was panicked and didn't care about his butt, and ran towards the edge of the mineral vein in panic, and began to dig the stones on the mineral vein with his hands.

While crying, he repeated, "Don't die. If you die, I will stay in this mine vein alone again! Don't die."

"Hey, this guy, what are you doing? The ore inside has been dug out. What else are you digging?" Han Ming leaned over and gently patted Nan Youlu's shoulder.

Nan Youlu was startled. When he turned his head, he saw Han Ming's face full of smiles. He was stunned for a while, and after two or three breaths, he remembered to laugh. Tears slid directly across his cheeks and flowed into his mouth.

"Are you crying or laughing?" Han Ming smiled.

Looking at Han Ming's smiling face, Nan Youlu suddenly frowned and punched Han Ming's eyes, and then said viciously: "It's a smile."

After pounding Han Ming, Nan Youlu got up, patted the dust on her body, and walked towards the mine vein without looking back.

Touching the eyes that were hit hard, Han Ming had no angry expression on his face. In fact, he could completely avoid this punch, but for some reason, he couldn't bear it when he looked at Nan Youlu's face full of tears, and subconsciously did not avoid the punch that was hit.

"Let's go quickly, the ore veins here are not safe. If they are really buried, they will die inside." A hoarse voice came into Han Ming's ears, which was the voice of Nan Youlu.

Han Ming turned his head and looked at the completely buried veins. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The preparations made during the mine were not in vain. He just gently destroyed the most critical ore, and the entire vein would collapse.

"Let's go, I'm scared!" Another hoarse voice came into Han Ming's ears.
Chapter completed!