In the picture of Mountain Residence, Dugu Mingyue, Dugu Mingchen and others are having fun with Xiaopang and others in the back mountain.
Jiang Nai held a small spoon for watering flowers and sat by the Yin-Yang Pond. From time to time, she poured a spoonful of Yin-Yang Pond water on Shen Yi, Xiao Huihui and the little cat.
Sima Zhi and the others looked at such a young majesty with expressionless faces, and they all had a feeling that they couldn't bear to look at him.
Right? Your Majesty has grown from loving to grow vegetables and flowers to now loving to treat people like watering flowers. He really has a wide range of interests.
"How's the situation outside?"
As soon as he mentioned this, the expression on Sima Zhi's face became very happy and excited.
"Wu Er and the others led people along the side of the temple hall and have now found the remaining ruins of Jiang Jing."
"The building is basically intact, with only a few parts needing repairs."
"Now they have explored one-third of Jiangjing, and it is estimated that they will need another day to explore the rest."
"Well, at their current speed, it will probably take ten days and a half to explore the entire ancient ginger site." Jiang Nai sighed.
This is still quite fast.
This is equivalent to completely exploring the entire Northland underground ruins.
"Many remains were found in residential areas." Sima Zhi's tone gradually became lower and a trace of sadness appeared on his face.
Jiang Nai nodded.
At that time, the entire Gujiang tribe was buried by yellow sand, and it was estimated that the time would not exceed four hours.
Everyone who could escape escaped. For the old, weak, women and children who couldn't escape, one can imagine how tragic the situation would be.
This is just like her, being buried in life by force.
The difference is that she is resurrected and they are truly dead.
Jiang Nai closed his eyes and said softly, "Gather up the corpses and bones and burn them together."
"I will perform a large-scale ritual for them when the time comes, and then find a feng shui place to bury them all."
"yes."
The atmosphere became a little quiet for a while.
Sima Zhi knew that His Majesty was not in a good mood, and feared that he needed a private space for some quiet time, so he bowed and left slowly.
Jiang Nai held her chin in one hand and unconsciously used a small flower spoon to "water the flowers" for Shen Yi.
He murmured in his mouth, "It would be great if everything was fine."
After all, she thought about it too much.
Most of the people who were not rigid at that time, after three thousand years of underground washing, have long been turned into bones and buried in the rolling torrent of history.
She knows that many people and many things are irreversible.
People who are alive cannot dwell on the past, they have to move forward.
But when I think of those innocent people who were buried alive, I still feel... sad.
"I can't let any more of you die." She murmured in a low voice, put down the flower spoon in her hand, and glanced at the Yin Yang Pond intently.
Now there is still time to go to Junping Mountain to collect Feng Shui. First, help the deceased clan members to choose a good Feng Shui place.
From now on, let those clansmen sleep peacefully on Junping Mountain and never be disturbed by the outside world again.
The little girl stood up, and after a thought, she stood on Junping Mountain, looking far into the distance, looking straight ahead.
Junping Mountain is really a good place, filled with star power and full of Feng Shui treasures.
She has many good points at her fingertips.
After Jiang Nai looked at the place, his heavy heart eased a little, and then he returned to the Yin Yang Pond.
At this time, Dugu Mingyue and others also ran over, looking confused.