Chapter 112 The Sword Cultivator with Destroyed Immortal Bones Twenty-Four
Chapter 112 The Sword Nun with all her immortal bones destroyed (twenty-four)
In this way, the huge project of digging canals and diverting water in Qianlian City officially began.
Digging ditches is not an easy job. You have to use a heavy hoe to turn up the soil in the field, and then shovelfuls of shovelfuls of soil are piled aside. Someone also has to use a load to carry the soil to other places.
Everyone was so busy that sweat dripped from their heads and backs into the dry earth, leaving not even a trace.
In addition, it has not rained in Qianlian City for a long time, and the ground is dry and hard. When the people dig into the hard soil with the tools in their hands, they will be shaken by the force that bounces back from their hands, making their mouths numb.
But none of them complained, and they still waved the hoes in their hands diligently, feeling satisfied and satisfied.
They have heard that the newly arrived immortals visited the entire Qianlian City and distributed winter food to every household in every village in Qianlian City. They also said that they would also give food to every household in the next spring.
They are giving out chickens and ducks!
Now the family can finally spend the winter well. Some farmers who sold their children may be able to find a way to redeem their children.
When they are at the end of their rope, a little hope suddenly appears in front of them, and this hope is not floating in the sky, but something they actually hold in their hands. No matter how difficult it is, who can resist giving birth to a child?
What about a little hope of happiness?
They dug hard and dry soil on the ground step by step, sweating like rain under the strong sunshine of early autumn.
The disciples in charge of the progress of the canal have not been idle either, but he is not supervising the work, but has been tinkering with today's lunch in the nearby shed.
It did take a long time to prepare lunch for so many people. They hurriedly hurriedly prepared lunch for everyone before dinner time.
The disciple smelled the aroma of rice coming from the big cooking pot, looked up at the sun hanging directly above in the sky, and quickly jumped out and shouted to everyone: "It's time to eat! Put down what you are holding, hurry up."
Come and line up to eat!”
When the people who came to dig ditches heard this, they put down their hoes, picked up their bowls, and ran to the shack.
They consciously lined up in several long lines, handed over their wooden bowls, and then received a bowl of white rice porridge and two face-sized pancakes.
When the people looked at such food, they were not only happy, but also a little surprised and frightened: "This porridge is so thick that you can stick your chopsticks in it! And this cake is as big as my face! This is really good for you."
Do we have food?”
"Yes, that's right." The disciple replied while mechanically repeating the action of scooping porridge, "Senior Yun said that in addition to this, everyone should eat meat at least three times a month..."
The people's eyes turned red when they heard this: "Really? Can you eat meat three times a month?"
The disciple nodded: "Yes, don't worry. Only when we are full can we have strength."
The person who asked the question seemed to want to ask something else, but he was pushed by the people in the queue behind him, and he finally came to his senses and walked away while holding his bowl of white porridge and two pancakes.
Holding his lunch in his hands, he scanned the crowd around him and found a few people who were familiar with him from the same village gathered together.
He quickly came over and squatted on the ground with them, and said to them: "Did you hear just now? Let's dig this ditch and we can eat meat three times a month!"
Those in the same village as him were devouring the pancakes in their hands and nodding their heads: "We all heard it just now, but we just don't know if it's true or not..."
One of them licked the white porridge at the bottom of his bowl with a "suck, suck, suck" sound, and then slowly said: "No matter whether it is true or not, as long as I can eat such thick porridge every day, I will be satisfied."
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Several other people mockingly scolded him as "worthless".
They joked for a while, and someone whispered: "I think it must be true. Look at these new immortals. Not only do they not accept our offerings, they also give us food!"
"Think about it, when we built Xia Xianguan's mansion before, he didn't care about our food or wages. If we were slow in working, he would whip us! The new immortal is much better than him...
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"And now this is not building a mansion for the immortal officials, but digging canals for ourselves! By then we will have water in the village, and it will save us a lot of time traveling across mountains and ridges to carry water! Even if I don't get paid for this kind of thing
We are all willing to do it, not to mention the immortal treats us so well!"
The people next to him also sighed in agreement: "It would be great if this immortal could stay in Qianlian City and become an immortal official..."
There was an hour's break at noon, and they gathered together to talk about the various changes in Qianlian City. When the sun went down a little, the disciples asked them to continue digging canals.
A burst of dust brought up by the hoe rose again on the ground of Qianlian City.
And where is Lin Zhen at this time?
She did not repair her spiritual veins with the disciples who had reached the golden elixir realm, nor did she take a look at the progress of digging the ditch.
She was hovering thousands of miles high in the sky above Qianlian City, looking down at the loess-covered Qianlian, and then stretched out her hand to touch the clouds and mist beside her.
The cold and wet feeling wrapped around her fingertips.
Lin Zhen retracted his palm, looked at the crystal clear water drops on his fingers, nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "This cloud is not bad."
It was no wonder that she put in so much effort to pull these clouds over from the surroundings.
At this time, a small pile of snow-white clouds had gathered above Qianlian City. The first person to notice these clouds was a child sitting outside his house chewing his fingers. He raised his head and stared blankly at the sky for a long time, pointing in confusion.
Zhuo Yun asked: "Mom, what is that white thing in the sky?"
"There's something white in the sky..." The woman who was chopping firewood glanced up casually, and then exclaimed, "Cloud, it's a cloud!"
No matter how inexperienced a farmer is, he still knows that it will rain only when there are clouds.
She looked up at the snow-white clouds, not daring to blink for fear that the clouds would fly away if she wasn't paying attention.
Soon, more and more people in Qianlian City noticed the clouds floating in the sky. They were surprised and ran around telling each other: "Look, it's a cloud!"
"Is it going to rain?"
Some people said realistically: "It's just a few clouds, it may not rain..."
"But Qianlian City hasn't seen clouds for a long time! Now a few clouds suddenly floated in the sky. Will the rainy days be far behind?"
Although there are not many clouds, they are very rare for the people of Qianlian City who are used to seeing the sky as clean as washed. They look at these rare clouds and look forward to the next one soon.
