The ancient well is connected to the edge of the deep underground river, and the sound of chants can be heard.
A big loach about three feet long with a golden thread on its back took the lead and dug its head into the soil with all its strength. Behind it, there were hundreds of small loaches and medium loaches about one or two feet tall.
Although they may not be big in size, they are very powerful. They can drill mud and sand everywhere in the blink of an eye, and the ground soon becomes riddled with holes.
"Kids, work harder. Let's try to drill out another half-acre of land today."
Qiu Ping pulled his head out of the soil and shouted to the loaches with high spirits.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The loaches also worked harder as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood.
"Not bad, not bad. As long as we work hard, one day we will be able to dig out an ocean here. When the time comes, I will become a great god, and you will all follow me to enjoy the blessings. I will tell you the story of Foolish Old Man Who Moved the Mountains again today..."
Loaches like to dig holes, but the soil is under the jurisdiction of the Earth God. Anyone whose territory is riddled with holes will not feel very good.
This kind of sorting out the water veins is also a spiritual practice for the water god, but it is too boring and very energy-consuming.
This underground river is the main authority of the Qiuping Well God, and it is also the secret of the ancient well’s longevity.
Qiu Ping looked at the heated scene in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.
Fortunately, I ran fast today. If I were caught by that landlady, I would inevitably suffer some hardships.
The rest is an underground river branch that flows through the ancient well.
"Run quickly, the old man is going to eat a loach!"
His body rolled up and the beads were wrapped in the middle of his body.
Looking at the messy ground that looked like it had been dug up by a dog, his forehead jumped hard twice again, and the crutch in his hand hit the ground hard to restore some of the soil.
After Qiu Ping felt that his energy had recovered, he continued to release his divine power and sorted out the water veins.
The most important thing is that it is safe and harmless, and the harvest is guaranteed during droughts and floods. There is no risk of going crazy, and it can shake people up when encountering problems.
The old man was angry. Ever since the well god was replaced by this loach, he had never had peace again.
Of course, this Qiuping has nothing to do with it. Not to mention his little magical power, even if it increases tenfold, he still can't make the well water produce magical powers.
Then the divine power in his body spurted out and combined with the water veins within a ten-mile radius. His divine power was like an invisible sieve, removing impurities and dirt from the water, and at the same time making the well water clearer and cooler.
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But the holes in many places were filled with too much water, and he couldn't restore them with his strength.
Just when a group of loaches were digging happily, a loud shout came from a distance. Subtle fluctuations of divine power came from all directions, and in an instant, many loaches that were digging holes were squeezed out.
But even with this kind of job, I don’t know how many wild mountain gods, lonely souls and ghosts, mountain spirits and water monsters can’t get it.
"A loach that suffered a thousand blows! You dug up my land again!"
Not to mention that he could not escape the judgment of the city god, even the grievances of the people could crush him to death.
Qiu Ping is the well god of Huang'ao Village. He is in charge of wells, ponds, and underground rivers within a ten-mile radius. Logically speaking, the more water there is in the village, the heavier his authority will be.
This old man is the land god of Huang'ao Village.
However, the behavior of digging holes in front of him is really not just idle, it is a practice method he has researched.
He also thought about the last time he was hung up at the door of the Tutu Temple because he was running slowly and almost became a dried fish. Thinking about it now, he was still frightened.
The old man jumped on the spot twice, then stomped on the ground and turned into a wisp of smoke and left.
Hearing this voice, Qiu Ping suddenly became excited.
Although the amount of divine power has increased slightly and the golden thread behind it seems to be a little purer, his spirit is extremely sluggish.
The grade of the Water God determines the quality of his divine power, and the scope of his governance determines the quantity of his divine power.
After about an hour, he took back his divine power into his body.
"Next time you go to the City God to report on your duties, you must read this book carefully!"
In this way, his authority will increase, and when he has accumulated enough, he can seek promotion.
After a few times, he felt itchy on his back. He twisted his body, adjusted himself, and rubbed his back on the top of the temple.
Qiu Ping returned to his water mansion in a flash, and all the loaches dispersed and got into the countless small holes opened in the water mansion.
A few days ago, he was scolding 007 for being inhumane, but he felt it was quite reasonable to apply this to his subordinates.
If the bottom is hollowed out and the whole village collapses, he will be doomed.
His beard and hair almost hung down to his feet, and he was holding a deer-head walking stick in his hand. Although he looked kind-hearted, he looked furious at the moment.
There was a faint flash of light, and an old man about five feet tall appeared next to the hole dug by the loaches.
Don't look at him complaining about boring work and slow growth in his supernatural power. Compared with the wild people outside, this is already a rapid growth.
Although the earth god's priesthood is half a level higher than Qiu Ping's, but this place is close to the underground river, and Qiu Ping is a slippery loach, there is really nothing he can do.
After hearing his order, the loaches panicked and swam smoothly along the underground river towards the ancient well. It was so dark that if anyone saw it, they would probably suffer from trypophobia.
"It seems that we won't be able to do this job in a short time. I'll just keep sorting out the water veins recently." Qiu Ping seemed a little listless and refused to let him drill holes. What meaning does such a life have for the loach?
He opened his mouth and spat out the drops of water in his mouth, and they fell to the top of the water house.
Qiu Ping's level was so low that his divine power could not break through to the outside of Huang'ao Village. He just wanted to widen this tributary of the underground river, the wider the better, so as to draw more and more water over.
"Children, retreat!"
The two whiskers on his lips swayed, and the water around him surged, turning into a thrust that enveloped many loaches.
The amount of water in Huang'ao Village is relatively low in the entire Changning County. There is only a small river more than two feet wide on the surface, and a small artificially dug pond of less than three acres of land.
It is said that some powerful well gods, under the constant combing of divine power, can even have many magical uses for the well water, so that it can become famous all over the world and gather more incense.
Of course, this kind of thing cannot be done too much.
But the more I rub it, the more itchy it becomes.
"Isn't there some kind of parasite?" After rubbing it several times, Qiu Ping felt a little uneasy.
He immediately felt that his idea was a bit funny, what kind of parasite could come to his divine body.