Chapter 213 You Just Forget Raising Loach in the Whole Qingzhou
Chapter 213 I might as well raise loaches in the entire Qingzhou
Because of the negative promotion, there are two priesthoods within that authority.
One is called [Path], and the other is called [Spirit Vein].
The so-called passer can excavate the terrain and dig holes in the ground to form a waterway like a net. As for the spiritual veins, otherwise every waterway he digs can be filled with water flowing from [Dragon Pass]
The essence comes out, and the concentration of the essence can be adjusted by yourself.
In other words, from tomorrow on, Little Loach will be like the leader of the Power Supply Bureau.
Just ask him if he is willing to set up "electrical wires" outside the area southwest of Qingzhou, so that all practitioners outside his jurisdiction can use "electricity".
If those practitioners or Shinto forces disobey, he can turn off the power at any time.
Most importantly, no, he can charge the electricity bill.
What? Don’t want to pay? Then I think the three transporters he keeps on the east side of [Zhuolongguan] are living a living? Believe it or not, they come to my house for tea every day?
Compared with the work of the [Transportation Department], the [Lifting Department] in the east of the eye is more to the little loach's appetite.
Moreover, Qiu Ping also asked if there could be a deployment of two thousand troops and horses in the east of Tijusi Yamen.
In other words, he can send all the little loaches that are drinking milk into the system.
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"Has he accepted the appointment?" At a very high place in Changning County, the wind is fierce and the sun is shining brightly. Any practitioner with low cultivation level there will be blown away by the evil spirit and his body will be destroyed.
But there were two people hanging on a high place, overlooking the entire Qingzhou.
A man was wearing bright yellow clothes, his face could not be seen clearly, and he was always shrouded in a layer of clouds.
The other person stood slightly at the back, wearing a purple official robe. In the Shinto, he was at least a third-grade god. But those of that level were almost equivalent to the peak of immortals or the status of immortals.
"Qiu Ping is already in office and has recruited enough soldiers and horses to prepare to dig out the earth's veins." The purple-robed god looked a little strange and seemed to hesitate to speak.
That little loach was so courageous that he gave all of the two thousand soldiers and horses in the Tiju Division to his own family members as soon as he took office.
Good guy, there are two thousand loach soldiers.
There are 800 loaches in the Ninth Transport Department. I might as well raise loaches in the entire Qingzhou.
Wow, whether that guy has connections or not, his background is unfathomable. If he doesn’t, stop talking nonsense in front of the boss.
The purple-robed god stretched out his leg and touched the void, and the entire scene of [Falling Dragon Pass] was reflected in front of the two of them.
It can be seen that tunnels have appeared in the ground around Fallen Dragon Pass. A large black loach several feet long is leading a group of small black loaches and is happily digging in the tunnels and muddy water.
"It's not like he's a young man who is making progress. If Ming is the first person to establish the [Teleportation Division], his responsibilities are very unclear. We, the local city gods, need to help him more." The man in yellow robe slowly said.
Open your mouth and say.
"No." The face of the purple-robed god showed respect.
"Well, let's order the Yin and Yang Divisions of the three prefectures of [Taian], [Jide], and [Yangchang] and all the counties to the east to be separated and transferred to the east of the [Doulongguan] Tiju Division. In the future, the [Tiju Division]
] has the title of "the school's sins bring disaster and blessings", and the local evil things should also be returned to its east."
"Since we want to explore a set of mature experience, we might as well be a little more courageous. When the Yinsi is pacified, he will add two more priesthoods to him."
The man in bright yellow robe continued, seeming to be talking to the person beside him, and also seemed to be talking to himself.
The purple-robed god on the side could bow his head and obey orders, but he couldn't get in the slightest bit of intervention.
When he raised his head, he realized that the leader had left at some point.
He slightly wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, but it was enough for King Minngling to come here specially to tell the person to take care of him. How deep the background of the little loach was.
He didn't dare to speculate on his own. The minds of those great masters were very sensitive, and they would immediately sense someone talking behind their backs. He didn't want to lose his job by slandering his leader.
The purple-robed god took another look at the silhouette of the little loach digging a hole in front of him, and then disappeared into the distance.
"The king asked him to dig a hole."
Dozens of large and small openings appeared on the four walls of the ancient well, and the faint sound of chants could be heard from outside.
A large loach several feet long took the lead and dug its head into the soil with all its strength. Behind him, there were more than two thousand small loaches ranging from one to two feet to one or two feet.
They pushed their heads back and forth and swung their tails a few times, digging out a lot of silt. The whole water looked turbid and smoky.
"Whoever kills you with a thousand swords is here to dig up my land! The loach just walked in front...why...you are not here again."
In the dug hole, a short earth god with a cane in his legs appeared in the east of the earth.
He opened his mouth to curse, but after seeing Qiu Ping, Bu Nao immediately shut his mouth.
"He said... Qiu Zhuanshi, why are you digging the ground again? The soil here is soft and the ground will easily sink eastward if you dig too much..." The landowner looked at Qiu Ping with a look of helplessness on his face.
That person is already such a big official, so why is he so playful? Why bother competing with his small land?
"I have been ordered to dig the ground. If you have time, come and help me."
Qiu Ping's head was buried in a mud pit. When he heard the Tudigong shut up, his voice came out from the mud pit.
"What kind of order are you following? He has never heard that there is such a position in the Transportation Department." Tu Tu Gong and Qiu Ping can be considered old partners. Although they knew that the little loach had soared into the sky, they shut up when
Not so formal either.
"He's been promoted...sixth rank...don't be idle, help Eighth East, his head is stuck."
Qiu Ping's body twisted around in the water, his fins flapping wildly.
When Land Justice hesitated to ask for help, he saw that the head of the little loach had been pulled out of the mud pit.
The little black face is completely muddy and looks like a tabby cat.
"Since the past few months, he has refused to be promoted to the [Doulongguan Promotion Department]. How about it? It's very impressive!" Qiu Ping wiped the mud on his face and showed off to the earth god.
The landlord was speechless. Although the little loach looked unattractive, he was promoted very quickly.
I have been in office for almost a hundred years, and I have been promoted to the eighth rank.
That is probably because thanks to Little Loach, Huang'ao Village was transformed into a village and its standard was raised one level.
"Okay, you go ahead, he won't disturb you anymore."
The little loach was no longer someone he could mess with, but the earth god gave him a few words of warning before he stamped his feet and turned into a puff of smoke and fled away.
Qiu Ping ignored him and activated the [Path] priesthood, covering the body of two thousand loach soldiers. The soil and sand became as crisp and tender as tofu, and it had a unique taste when digging.
In Didong, they have dug out paths one after another. Those paths are connected to each other, forming a large network covering Didong.
Because there are [Passage] priests to help strengthen it, no matter how many holes are dug in the east, the ground will not collapse.
That is not something that the landowner needs to worry about.
The water accumulated outside the ancient well poured in along the holes, and the essence transpired and gradually penetrated into the soil.
Over time, those soils will gradually be transformed into spiritual veins, which will be of great benefit whether you live there or practice cultivation here.
Of course, because Qiu Ping has mastered the [Spiritual Vein] priesthood, if he wants, he can gather all the spiritual essence in a small area in an instant, transform that small area into the top blessed land, or take it away
The spiritual essence turns it into a piece of bad soil.
"Snapped."
Qiu Ping's head was dazzled, but suddenly a hole seemed to be opened, causing him to fall headlong into it.
"Who is so ungrateful that he dug such a big hole in the east of the ground?"
The little loach opened its mouth to beg someone to scold someone, but in front of the hollow, it saw a squatting creature with a furry body, small eyes, a nose turned upward, but strangely huge leg pads... a mole?
"Bah."
The little mole was holding a big radish in his legs, chewing it until his face was full of juice. When he saw an outsider coming in, he was so frightened that the radish slipped out of his legs.
His whole body was pressed against the wall, not daring to move.
"Don't kill him... Please don't kill him. He is an orphan who has no one to ask for... He has lived by picking up some carrots that they didn't ask for since he was a child." The little mole fell to his knees with a "snap", very spineless.
kowtow and beg for mercy.
Its eyes were too short-sighted to see clearly what the little loach looked like, except that it could vaguely see a long strip.
In its simple understanding, what can grow into that shape can be a certain kind of snake.
"Wow……"
The little mole cried more and more sadly, its slender mouth opened wide, squatted on the ground, looked up to the sky, and cried.
"okay!"
Qiu Ping interrupted the wrong party angrily, saying that although the mouse was a superb actor, as a little loach with a lot of experience in begging for mercy, it lacked some temperament.
Then the little mole covered its mouth with its paws, which were almost as big as its head, and did not dare to make any more noise.
Qiu Ping looked at the little thing, then looked at the huge and sharp legs of the other side, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
"Then... Black Rat, what's my name?" Qiu Ping asked.
"His name is Yan Millet... His mother said she hoped he would have endless millet so he wouldn't be hungry." The little mole said timidly.
Hearing that name, Qiu Ping twitched the corner of his mouth. What's wrong with that? Why do those mice like to use overlapping words when choosing names?
For example, the name of the male shrew is Qu Jingjing, and now the mole in the east eye is also called Yan Xiaoshu, which is very special but not necessarily male.
Qiu Ping felt that the two second chairs had something in common.
"He said...Mom, am I interested in becoming a civil servant?"
Qiu Ping looked at the little mole with a smile, a hint of cunning in his eyes.
"Ah... what are you civil servants?" The little mole's eyes widened in confusion. He has rarely communicated with the outside world since he was born, and he has never heard of that word.
"If not, I just want to dig holes every day, and every month I can get five... three... a piece of incense, or a quarter of a piece of spiritual fruit. I think about it, I just want four months, and I can have a complete one."
Spiritual fruits. Five will be harvested in one year, one hundred will be harvested in ten years, and one hundred will be harvested..."
Qiu Ping persuaded the little mole earnestly. He said that at the end, the numbers were getting bigger and bigger. The little mole counted with his fingers for a long time, and the CPU was directly burned.
"He...he wants to be a civil servant, he wants to earn spiritual fruit, he wants to have endless spiritual fruit!"
The little mole's enthusiasm was immediately aroused, and he almost sold his two ounces of meat to the little loach.