crossing with green hills

Compared with the people in Xianyang City, they are in a state that is several times better.

Meng Tian also saw an old man in sixties, carrying a hoe and carrying a bag of buckwheat, walking on the narrow and curved field like walking on flat ground.

"Old man, this is the fairyland."

Wang Laosan sneaked away at some point. Meng Tian walked into the village and asked curiously when he saw an old man drinking tea leisurely under a big banyan tree.

"Exactly! Dare I ask if this general is General Meng Tian?" The old man stood up and asked.

"I am Meng Tian! How did the old man know?" Meng Tian looked puzzled.

"A few days ago, the immortal figured that a distinguished guest was coming, so he specially ordered me to wait. I naturally knew the general, and this time I was able to enter this fairyland, deep in the Taoyuan, so there is a natural destiny. I will definitely entertain you."

The old man had a benevolent look on his face, and he pulled Meng Tian home with a smile, not afraid of him at all.

Meng Tian was startled for a while.

This performance is naturally the credit of Li Tiansheng.

Over the past few months, he has brainwashed the whole village in every way, from the sixty-year-olds down to the children in the bun.

"Follow the immortal and have meat!"

"We are backed by immortals!"

"The Great Immortal of Heaven and Earth is the biggest!"

……

Such thoughts gradually gained popularity.

That's why the villagers behave like this, with enthusiasm but not timidity.

Along the way, Meng Tian kept looking for words and asked the old man for news.

"Old man, I don't know when this fairyland was formed? Why haven't I heard of it in the past?"

"Old man, have you ever seen a fairy with your own eyes? How is that temper?"

"Old man, I don't know how this fairyland is different from other regions?"

……

One question after another, spit out from Meng Tian's mouth one after another, a Qin Dynasty's hundred thousand whys, almost came out of Meng Tian's mouth alive.

Make my husband ashamed.

For the first time, I met someone scarier and more talkative than a menopausal old wife.

However, he still answered Meng Tian's question with a good temper.

No way, get used to it.

His temper when he was young was smoothed out by his old wife.

While Meng Tian was eye-opening, he gained a lot of information.

For example, this fairyland was built a few months ago by that living immortal who exerted great magic power.

Every plant and tree here is from the hands of some immortal.

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For example, the ten miles of peach blossoms appeared just as the immortals flipped their hands.

The clear lake surrounding the village is the masterpiece of the immortal.

Protecting the fairy miasma in the fairyland is a masterpiece of the immortals.

……

Create something out of nothing, move mountains and fill seas, set up restricted areas...

The more Meng Tian listened to it, the more shocked he became, his heart was filled with dreadful waves, and he felt even more in awe of that immortal.

At the old man's house, Meng Tian was warmly received by the villagers.

They saw a kind of food called potato and got to know a kind of food called sweet potato.

Tasted something called big pot rice.

The food mixed with vermicelli, bean paste, and potatoes inside made Meng Tian and others want to stop.

Especially after eating it, the whole body feels comfortable, and even the old scars that have been there for many years have faded a bit.

Meng Tian's family-inherited exercises, which he hadn't broken through for a long time, loosened a bit.

I feel like I can break through tonight.

After the meal was full, Meng Tian wandered around the fairyland for a few more times and saw many incredible things.

From unheard of production tools such as curved plows, seeders, and turning waterwheels, to advanced living utensils such as textile machines, dustpans, and porcelain.

And then to the paper as white as snow, the printing technique that can print books into books in a short time, and the gunpowder that can destroy a boulder hundreds of catties in an instant...

All this made Meng Tian, ​​the leading general of the Great Qin Empire, dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

"Old man, I don't know what is written on it? It feels like a pattern, or a kind of writing?"

Meng Tian looked at the bamboo rafts hanging in the field, on which something was written with a brush.

But what surprised him was that he couldn't understand it.

Meng Tian asked himself that although his knowledge is not as good as that of Confucianism and Legalism disciples, he is also familiar with military books since he was a child, and he is not a vulgar person who does not understand literature and ink.

But here, turned out to be illiterate.

The old man didn't seem to notice Meng Tian's embarrassment at all, and he still smiled kindly, "That's a catchphrase specially made up for us by the immortals to urge us to be diligent in farming. It's very down-to-earth."

"Down to earth?" Meng Tian felt that this word was a little strange.

"It's close to the people's lives. The immortal said that only when writing is in line with the people's lives, from the people, and to the people, is the real knowledge." The old man thought for a while and said.

"Wonderful! Down-to-earth, interesting!" Meng Tian applauded with high fives, and continued to return to the original topic.

Let the old man explain the meaning of the slogan.

The old man explained with a smile, and read out the contents one by one: