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Song Xianguan invited an engineer who is proficient in water conservancy from Hongfu County next door, so that the Quanqianqu River can be repaired faster and the river water will become clearer.

The news quickly spread in Qianqu. When Tie Sanniu came to the river, everyone had stopped working and waited.

The team of four who sent chickens took the lead in applauding, and the applause from both sides of the strait resounded through Xingyun.

Tie Sanniu was shocked: "This is?"

Carpenter Liu said with a smile: "Everyone heard that you are willing to give up the affluent life in Hongfu County to come to our Qianqu County to support us in the river fortification. You are very welcome."

"I'm ashamed, I don't actually have a rich life..." Tie Sanniu was even more moved when he responded with embarrassment:

"Qianqu people are so enthusiastic!"

This kind of concerted effort is only to do one thing well, and he has never seen the scene where everyone is full of enthusiasm in Hongfu County.

Tiesanniu couldn't help wondering why people can be so happy in such a poor place.

But in just half a day, the more he saw, the more doubts he had.Although the river course is in a hurry, there are no whips and sticks. Anyone who is tired or hungry can go to the straw shed to drink herbal tea and sour plum soup at any time.Under such lazy rules, no one is cutting corners, cheating and playing tricks, and everyone is willing to wield the iron shovel against the vicious sun.

When we have lunch at noon, the steaming broth, stewed vegetables and big white steamed buns are full, which is better than the rich peasants in Hongfu County.

Holding a bowl of broth, Tie Sanniu spoke to the people next to him:

"Work hard, aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired. If you can get a piece of 'pioneering the river', then pick up two bolts of satin and go back to the village. Your ancestors will be honored, and the whole family will be happy."

Tie Sanniu was startled, he knew Song Xianguan brought back a batch of silk from Hongfu County.It was not for his own enjoyment, but for He Gong.

"What is the pioneer of the river?"

"It's a medal, it's an honor." The person next to him smiled honestly: "People have to live a lifetime, and they can't just work and sleep for food. In the past, life was hard and muddled, but now you can eat enough, you say What else are you planning?"

Tie Sanniu bit the steamed bun, pondered slowly, and found that Qianqu was completely different from what he had imagined.Even ordinary river workers have higher pursuits.

"Those who cast spells to cool down must be immortal masters with cultivation base. Immortal masters will also come to the river in person?" He whispered to Carpenter Liu, afraid of collision.

"Of course, not only the fairy masters are helping in the river, but the Song fairy officials will also go to the fields in person to cultivate."

Tie Sanniu was shocked: "Immortal officials go to the ground?!"

"Yes, Song Xianguan likes to plow the ground with a curved plow, and likes to transplant rice seedlings. The seedlings he planted are neat, and the distance between each seedling is equal, which is more accurate than measuring with a ruler. He is careful and careful when planting the land, and he can cultivate in one breath. Five hours non-stop, if you talk to him, he may not be able to hear you."

Tie Sanniu murmured: "My God."

Because of the shock all day long, Tie Sanniu suffered from insomnia on the first night when he came to Qianqu.

He was full of emotions in his heart, so he simply lit a lamp to draw a picture, thinking about how to straighten the Qianqu River.Open the notebook before going to bed and record what you have seen and heard that day:

"...Qianqu is a very magical place. You can see wind and sand here, and you can also see sprouting saplings. There are dry wells that cannot get water, and there are rivers that are being dug. Everyone who lives here, no matter where he is Digging canals, plowing land, or planting trees, you can

There is infinite hope in him.

"Although Qianqu is poor, the people of Qianqu live a happier and more dignified life than those of Hongfu. With this hope and dignity, Qianqu will be better than Hongfu sooner or later.

"I'm very curious, what kind of immortal Song Xianguan will regenerate the grass in Qianqu that hasn't rained for three years, and make so many people follow him desperately and respect him from the bottom of their hearts."

After finishing writing the letter, he wrote another letter, and decided to find someone to pass on a message to Hong Fu's relatives in the same village.

Hongfu is rich and prosperous, and wealth lies in good weather.The life of poor farmers and tenant farmers is still difficult, but although the river workers in Qianqu are working hard, they can eat and drink well, which is not exciting.

On the second day, he asked Carpenter Liu to introduce him, and discussed with the immortal masters by the river:

"Fairy, there are some fellow villagers in my hometown who also want to come to Qianqu to work and dig river channels. Hongfu was flooded this year, and the fields were flooded. The disaster relief funds allocated by the fairy officials have been delayed, and the tenant farmers have no food. They I have nothing in the village, I have nothing to be reluctant to do, I only have a lot of strength, no wages, just food."

Zhou Xiaoyun said bluntly: "As long as there is food? We can decide this matter, don't bother Senior Brother Song, just let them come."

Tie Sanniu was overjoyed.

Since the immortal officials of the two counties "befriended each other", the high wall between Qianqu and Hongfu has been opened to allow entry and exit.

Zhou Xiaoyun thought to herself, it was just "a few fellow villagers", it sounded like a dozen or so people.There are not many other things in Qianqu, but there are many wastelands.

It's not bad to have a few more land reclamation workers.

Unbeknownst to Song Qianji, more than a hundred Hongfu people migrated with their families to Qianqu County to start a beautiful new life.

And this is just the beginning.

While Song Qianji was waiting for the auspicious day to open the furnace, he continued to take care of the Songyuan and plant new crops. The only trouble was that his cultivation base was exposed.

He needs cultivation to control the spring of immortality in a pure bottle, but he doesn't want to be born with visions, thunder clouds surging, attracting attention.

If he formed alchemy at the age of 15, people would choose him as the number one genius surpassing Ziye Manjusri among the younger generation, Qingya Academy would definitely lose face, and it might even attract Xian Jianchen.

At that time, half of the comprehension world will come to Qianqu to watch the excitement, so it will delay farming.

Fortunately, I have cultivated a skill in my previous life, which can hide my realm and restrain my pressure, so that people can't see the depth.

"Happy rain on a spring night" is gentle in nature, so why is his cultivation strong against the wind?Song Qianji vaguely felt that something was wrong, and looked up at the sky in doubt.

Someone fuck me?

After the wind and sand subsided, the sky was much cleaner than when he first came to Qianqu.The sun was clear and bright, and white clouds floated like catkins in the blue sky.

If he can really open his eyes, he can see the luck of all directions gather and turn into a rich golden light, which is even better than sunlight.

After the rain that night, the wisteria on the flower stand completely withered.

Under the scorching sun in summer, the lotus in the vat is in full bloom, stretching its figure unscrupulously; the crystal water drops roll among the lotus leaves, flickering unsteadily.

The wind blows and the incense fills the courtyard.

This is a very ordinary afternoon, and it seems that nothing superfluous will happen.

Song Qianji earnestly plowed the ground, loosened the soil for the two crabapple plants, and enjoyed a peaceful and pleasant farming time.

Until two acquaintances entered the door, Meng Heze ran away, followed by Ji Chen.

Song Qianji put down the shovel in his hand and got up to meet him.

However, before Meng Heze arrived, the voice came first: "Senior Brother Song! Great joy! Halfway through the excavation of the southwest line of the river, a small spirit stone mine was opened—"

Song Qianji froze, sat down on the recliner, stared at him blankly, "What did you say?"

Ji Chen shouted loudly: "There is another piece of good news, kerosene was dug out from the bottom of the river on the east route, and the oil well sprayed straight up."

Song Qianji hugged the small pillow subconsciously, and murmured: "No way, why?"

Meng Heze: "I thought that Zhao's family had served as immortal officials and exhausted all kinds of detection methods to dig through Qianqu! Who knew there was such a fish slipping through the net. Senior brother is really lucky!"

Luck?A flash of lightning flashed in Song Qianji's mind.

Yes, there is something wrong with luck.Did someone carry me into the temple?

He got up, turned into a shadow and swept out of the Song Courtyard.Meng Heze and Ji Chen exclaimed and hurriedly followed.

Song Qianji climbed up many high steps, smashed the door lock, and pushed open the palace door.

However, the light in the hall was dim, and a layer of dust accumulated on the doors and windows.Without his statue, the golden bodies of the former immortal officials, heads of Huawei Sect, and elders are still there, exuding the feeling of loneliness that no one cares about.

Without the long-lasting fireworks offerings, the luster of the golden statue is dim.The initial overwhelming sense of oppression has long since dissipated.

When you offer him, he is a god.If you don't feed him, he is a dead thing.

Meng Heze and Ji Chen chased after them with all their strength, and then entered the hall, only to see Song Qianji looking up at the statue with a dazed expression.

The huge statue looked down at the tiny figure with a blank expression on its face.

Ji Chen worried: "Brother Song, what's wrong with you?"

Why is the senior brother not happy to celebrate, but instead ran to the temple?

Song Qianji looked at the duo with puzzled expressions, thinking that it was all coming, and it was really unreasonable not to do anything, so he waved his hand:

"So much gold, let it go to waste and melt it!"

Completely cut off the way to gain luck, and never suffer from future troubles.

Meng Heze was suddenly excited: "So brave!"

At first, he only thought of locking the temple door, but Brother Song was talking and laughing and waving his hands, destroying the god's throne.Once at the pinnacle of power, the ruler of Qianqu no longer stands tall.

"I'll do it." Meng Heze said.

Song Qianji gave him a strange look, the young man is very energetic, so happy to work?

Now that there is nothing wrong with the temple, what went wrong?

Who is behind my back?

……

Moon and night.

The shadows of the trees whirled, and two shadows joined in the dark alley.

One person lowered his voice and asked, "I heard that it's out of stock recently? My second uncle's family really wants to buy one, and they've been talking about it for three days."

The other person's voice was lower than his: "Brother, with our friendship, no matter how short we are, you will be there."

After finishing speaking, he took out a small silk bag from his bosom, and opened it layer by layer, revealing something the size of a palm inside.

The moon broke through the clouds for a moment, illuminating the faces of Carpenter Liu and Tie Sanniu.

Tie Sanniu held the thing in his hand and marveled: "This sculptor, this charm, you can really breathe it into life, only you can do it. It's a pity—" He looked over and over again, "It's too small, this is too small! "

Carpenter Liu said anxiously: "You still think it's too small? This is a forbidden item, so you can't do it openly!"

"That's right!" Tie Sanniu nodded, wrapped the silk cloth again, and hurriedly expressed his thanks.

The thing suddenly appeared under the snowy and bright moonlight, and I saw that it was a painted wood carving of Song Qianji, with distinct hair and lifelike.

Tie Sanniu carried the forbidden items and walked away sullenly.

Seeing this, Carpenter Liu sighed contentedly.

Qianqu is good at everything, but worshiping immortal officials is like a thief.

I used to go to worship temples to pray for my own safety, happiness and health, but now I hide in my own home and worship clay statues and wooden statues, but I pray that the other party will improve in cultivation and live a long life.Qianqu County will never change the immortal official, so that the life of future generations can be better.

……

When the river course was in full swing, the saplings and crops drank the rain and grew wildly in the sunshine.

The summer in Qianqu is no longer silent, and finally there are cicadas, insects and birds singing.

The boys are getting taller day by day.They ran in the sun, walked through the dense forest, lit a bonfire to barbecue, and squandered their youth recklessly.

Song Qianji worked in the fields, trying hard to hide and suppress his cultivation.He felt helpless, and on the day he couldn't hold it back, the Thunder Tribulation of Danjie and Yingying might strike together.

I don't feel the dryness and heat subsiding, the cool wind is dark, and the fields change from fresh green to clear and golden.

The autumn of Qianqu's harvest is coming.