Violent sword repair teaches you to be a human being

Chapter 112: The Sword Cultivator with Destroyed Immortal Bones (24)
In this way, the huge project of digging canals and diverting water in Qianlian City officially started.

Digging a canal is not an easy job. You have to swing a heavy hoe to turn up the soil in the field, and then pile the soil aside with one shovel after another, and someone has to use a load to carry the soil to another place.

Everyone was so busy that sweat dripped drop by drop from their heads and backs into the dry ground without leaving even a trace.

In addition, Qianlian City hadn't rained for a long time, and the ground was dry and hard. When the people waved their tools and dug into the hard soil, they would be numb from the force rebounded from their hands.

But none of them complained, they still waved the hoes in their hands diligently, satisfied and ironed in their hearts.

They have already heard that the newly arrived immortals visited the entire Qianlian City, and distributed food for the winter to every household in every village in Qianlian City, and they also said that when the spring of next year, they will give them food for the winter. They hand out chicken and duck babies!
Now the next family can finally spend the winter well. Some farmers who have sold their children may find a way to redeem their children.

At such a point of desperation, a little hope suddenly appeared in front of them, and this hope was not just floating in the sky, but they actually held it in their hands. No matter how hard it was, who could resist How about a little happiness expectation?
They dug the dry and hard soil on the ground one after another, sweating profusely under the strong sunshine of early autumn.

The disciples who were in charge of the progress of the canal were not idle either, but he was not supervising the work, but had been cooking today's lunch in the nearby shed.

It does take a long time to prepare lunch for so many people.They hurried and hurried, and finally made everyone's lunch at the meal time.

The disciple smelled the scent of rice coming out of the big cooking pot, looked up at the sun hanging high in the sky, and quickly jumped out and shouted to everyone: "It's time to eat! Put down your things, hurry up!" Come line up for dinner!"

The people who came to dig the canal put down their hoes, picked up their bowls and ran towards the shack.

They consciously lined up in several long lines, handed over their wooden bowls, and got a bowl of white rice porridge and two pancakes as big as their faces.

Seeing this kind of food, the common people were not only happy, but also slightly surprised and apprehensive: "This porridge is so thick that chopsticks can be inserted! And this cake is as big as my face! This is really for Do we eat?"

"Yes, that's right." The disciple replied while mechanically repeating the action of scooping up the porridge, "Senior Yun said that in addition to this, everyone should eat meat at least three times a month..."

Those people's eyes turned red when they heard the words: "Really? Can you eat meat three times a month?"

The disciple nodded: "Yes, don't worry. You will only have strength when you are full."

The person who asked the question seemed to want to ask something more, but he was pushed and shoved by the people in line behind him, and he finally reacted, and walked away to the side with his bowl of white porridge and two pancakes.

Holding his lunch in his hand, he glanced around the crowd and found a few people who were familiar with him from the same village.

He hurried over and squatted down on the ground with them, and said to them, "Did you hear that just now? Let's dig this canal, and we can eat meat three times a month!"

Those from the same village as he wolfed down the pancakes in their hands nodded repeatedly: "We heard it just now, but we don't know if it's true or not..."

One of them licked the white porridge from the bottom of his bowl "sucking and sucking" before he said slowly, "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, as long as I can eat such thick porridge every day, I will be satisfied. "

Several other people jokingly scolded him as "good for nothing".

They joked for a while, and someone whispered: "I think it should be true, look at these new immortals, not only do not accept our offerings, but also give us food!"

"Think about it, when we built the mansion for Xia Xianguan, he didn't care about our food or wages, and beat us with a whip if we were slow to work! The new immortal is much better than him... ..."

"Besides, this is not to build a mansion for the immortal officials, but to dig a canal for ourselves! At that time, our village will have water to use, and how much time will be saved to go up and down the mountains to fetch water! This kind of thing is not paid. They are all willing to do it, not to mention the immortals treat us so well!"

The people next to him also sighed in agreement: "It would be great if this immortal can stay in Qianlian City as an immortal official..."

There was an hour of rest at noon, and they gathered together to discuss the various changes in Qianlian City. The disciples only let them continue digging the canal when the sun went down a little.

On the ground of Qianlian City, another burst of dust was raised by the hoe.

And where is Lin Zhen at this time?

She did not repair the spiritual veins with those disciples who had reached the golden core level, nor did she take a look at the progress of digging the canal.

She was hovering thousands of miles above Qianlian City, looking down at the loess-covered Qianlian, and stretched out her hand to touch the cloud that was within reach.

The cold and wet touch wrapped around her fingertips.

Lin Zhen withdrew his palm, looked at the crystal clear drops of water on his fingers, nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "This cloud is not bad."

It was not in vain that she had worked so hard to pull these clouds from around her.

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 and gnawing his fingers. He raised his head and stared at the sky for a long time, then pointed at the clouds and asked suspiciously, "Mom, what is that white thing in the sky?"

"What's so white in the sky..." The woman who was chopping firewood casually glanced up, and then exclaimed, "Clouds, it's clouds!"

Rao is an ignorant farmer, and he also knows that there must be clouds before it rains.

She looked up at the snow-white clouds, not even daring to blink her eyes, for fear that the clouds would fly away if she didn't pay attention.

Soon, more and more people in Qianlian City noticed the clouds floating in the sky, and they rushed to tell each other in surprise: "Look, it's a cloud!"

"Is it going to rain?"

There are also people who seek truth from facts: "It's just a few clouds, it may not rain..."

"But Qianlian City hasn't seen a cloud for a long time! Now that a few clouds suddenly float over in the sky, will the rainy day be far behind?"

Although there are not many clouds, it is very rare for the people of Qianlian City who are used to looking at the sky that is as clean as it has been washed. They look at these rare clouds and look forward to the next one soon. rain.

(End of this chapter)