Chapter 111 The Sword Cultivator with Destroyed Immortal Bones Twenty-Three
Chapter 111 The Sword Nun with all her immortal bones destroyed (twenty-three)
This negotiation went surprisingly smoothly.
Maybe this couldn't even be considered a negotiation. Seeing how Zhou Wu agreed quickly without thinking, Lin Zhen felt as if he was just going through the motions to inform him, let alone digging canals to divert water, even if the notice was
He would also nod in agreement to any other outrageous things.
Okay, that's a good thing. Lin Zhen walked around the river in Pingze a few times, looking at the rolling waves, and thought: At least Qianlian City's water source is secure.
Contrary to Lin Zhen's relaxed mood, Zhou Wu looked at Lin Zhen's leaving figure and felt a little scared: Oh my god, I actually sent this terrible guy away! Fortunately, she didn't come here to cause trouble!
Lin Zhen's figure slowly disappeared from Zhou Wu's sight. He stayed there and watched for a while to confirm that the other party had really left. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Only then did he have time to think about everything that had just happened. He lowered his head and recalled: What did she say she wanted to do just now?
Oh, it seems that they want to divert water from Mingyue River to Qianlian City.
Zhou Wu had also heard about the situation in Qianlian City, and he felt that Xia Jing was really short-sighted: Such a prosperous and magnificent town could receive so many offerings every year, so why would it do something like draining out the spiritual veins and killing the goose that lays the goose to lay the egg?
However, the extracted spiritual veins were really impressive, and even he felt a little excited just looking at them.
But he is different from Xia Jing after all. Xia Jing has Zhou Daoyuan's support behind him, so he doesn't have to worry about destroying a place. Anyway, he can still find a way to run away and continue to be an immortal official somewhere else.
But he can't do it. He doesn't have any backing in Mingguang Sect. He still got the position of Immortal Official by relying on his relatives who have nothing to do with Zhou Daoyuan. If Zhou Wu dares to do Pingze like Xia Jing did,
If you look like that, you will have to guard the dying Pingtaek for hundreds of years!
Although he is not very smart, he still has some brains. He must not do such a loss-making thing!
Speaking of this, Zhou Wu frowned again: Qianlian City has become like that, why does the powerful man named Yunwan bother to divert water from Pingze? Does she want to live in Qianlian forever?
?But Qianlian City is now depleted of spiritual energy and its water source has dried up. It will take a lot of effort to recover! If you have this time, it is better to find another land with rich spiritual energy!
As for the other people in Qianlian City who struggled to survive... they were completely outside of Zhou Wu's thinking.
Lin Zhen didn't know that Zhou Wu had been thinking about a lot of messy things after she left. She inspected the topography and water volume of the Mingyue River in Pingtaek, and then returned to Qianlian City and immediately started preparing to dig canals to divert water.
matter.
First, we need to go to every village in Qianlian to issue notices and mobilize villagers to sign up to participate in the canal digging project——
Of course, this is actually not a very difficult thing.
After hearing the notice saying that they would be paid five copper coins a day and receive two meals a day, the villagers signed up very actively. If the age had not been stipulated, even those in their twenties and seventy-year-old men would have been eager to sign up.
Come forward and grab a spot.
The disciple in charge of registration at the scene had to emphasize again and again: "People who come to dig ditches must be over 16 years old and under 60 years old! There is no limit to men and women! If you do not meet the conditions, please do not sign up!"
They even mobilized their spiritual power and repeated this sentence to the crowd in a 360-degree three-dimensional environment more than ten times.
Even so, there will still be voices of argument and defense from time to time.
For example, right now, there is an old man with white hair at the front of the team who was rejected when he signed up. He tried to explain to the disciple in charge of registration: "Hey, old man, I just look older. I just passed the exam a few days ago.
He’s fifty-nine years old!”
The disciple looked up at his gray hair and furrowed face, and then felt his bone age: "Uncle, you are eighty years old, don't make fun of your body, okay? You can't stand the job of digging ditches.
.”
"So what if I'm eighty? Who said I can't bear it?" After the old man was exposed, his expression was a bit stern and a little unconvinced. "I'm in good health. I can carry water, chop firewood, and plow the fields.
Okay, what’s the point of digging a ditch?”
The disciple said coldly: "Sorry, sir, it really can't be done."
The people behind pushed him and said, "Uncle Zhang, forget it if you don't meet the requirements. Why don't you just ask your son to come over and queue up? There are so many people behind you!"
Someone else tried to pull over a child who was just waist high: "Please sign up for my Zhuzhu!"
The disciple in charge of registration had to lower his head to see the top of the child's hair. He looked at the childish color on the child's gray face and said helplessly: "This child is not yet sixteen, right?"
"He is not sixteen, but he is already twelve years old!" The adult patted the child on the back and asked him to raise his head to make his height look taller. "Although he looks a bit shorter, he is
You are very strong, and you can work smoothly at home! And you have already gotten engaged this year, so you are an adult now!"
The disciple helplessly held up his forehead: "No. It doesn't matter whether you are engaged or not, you are still under the age of sixteen, so it won't work. Next one."
…
There are many such situations, and the disciples responsible for registration in almost every village have encountered similar things.
Therefore, in less than half a day, the originally expected quota of 3,000 people to dig ditches had been filled up, and in front of the disciple responsible for registration, there was a large group of people queuing up, three floors inside and three floors outside.
surrounded together.
The disciples could only apologize and hand over to the others who were still in line: "Everyone, the quota is already full."
Those around who had not signed up and were still waiting in line let out a burst of disappointed boos upon hearing this, hating themselves for not moving faster just now.
They could only watch with disappointment as the disciples put away their rosters and left with sighs.
——
Lin Zhen casually flipped through the list of people who came to dig the canal collected by his disciples, and while thinking about it, he said slowly: "We will start digging the canal tomorrow."
"Don't deprive the people who come to dig ditches of their wages and meals. Let them rest for an hour at noon every day. If anyone feels unwell, send them to a doctor in time..."
Lin Zhen listed some situations, but couldn't think of anything to add for the time being, so he said: "That's it. Please pay attention to it."
"Don't worry, Senior Yun!" Those disciples patted their chests and laughed, "We are not those heartless immortals in the sect!"
Lin Zhen smiled and nodded, saying, "I know, we are all very kind people. So why bother you?"
