"Playing the tambourine and singing, I rode up the hill on horseback.
Thousands of miles of pasture cattle and sheep are strong, and the harvest of crops is shining gold" Accompanied by the cheerful singing of the folk music of the Heteric Empire, the townspeople of Blackstone Mountain, who have a promising future, and some outgoing and enthusiastic businessmen dance around the large bonfire lit in the central square of the town, singing and dancing.
"I really didn't expect that one day we would be able to live such an easy life."
The representative of the townspeople, the one-eyed man Turnandez, who is expected to succeed Zhong Tu's guards and become the sheriff of the town in the future, took a sip of the Northland wine in his hand with emotion, and said cheerfully to the people around him.
"Yes, thanks to Jongtu-sama."
A little girl who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old echoed with a smile.
This is not reality, even if you are fourteen or fifteen years old, you are still a mother, a milk baby, in addition to playing games, going to school, bear children who don't understand anything in general, here, especially here in the town of Black Rock Mountain, they are already adults and sensible, not to mention helping their families do housework, they can also marry and have children, and even worse, they still have foreign blood on their hands, in terms of strength and understanding of reality, it is not comparable to the group of children who are still in the greenhouse in the real society.
"Yes, I can't believe it, Lord Zhong Tu turned out to be a nobleman, and his existence has greatly changed my impression of nobles, it seems that not all nobles are as ignorant and stupid as the previous lords."
A young man in his twenties took over.
"Now I know that Lord Zhong Tu is good, so ah, you little rabbit cubs will give me stability in the future, don't do things at every turn, and be instigated to fight against Lord Zhong Tu, otherwise I won't break your dog legs" Next to the little young man, an old man in his fifties with a face full of vicissitudes took a sip of the pot, glanced at the young man, and said lightly.
It's just that the content of these words is not as friendly as his attitude.
"Dad, don't worry, I know the severity."
The young man smiled and replied in a low voice.
It is not difficult to see that after more than half a year of continuous operations, Zhong Tu's harvest is very big, which can be said to be the desire of the people, and truly realizes the integration of people and towns, making the town of Black Stone Mountain completely his territory.
The lively scene lasted for three days before it came to an end.
But for the townspeople of Blackstone Mountain Town, who have not experienced such a scene for a long time, it seems that just one night has passed, so after the grand ceremony, the faces of the townspeople still have traces of celebration, and there is always a sense of unfinished business haunting their hearts, and they are a little embarrassed to do things, and they seem lazy and lazy.
However, this state of affairs is just in line with the mentality of people living in affluence, which makes the eyes of merchants from all over the world who stay in the town of Blackstone Mountain brighten up, and the idea of this may be a new place to do business arises, which has played an indescribable role in promoting the economic prosperity of the town of Blackstone Mountain in the future.
Then time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was spring again, and you could start farming.
Zhong Tu provided the townspeople with the seeds of the good grain he had concocted, and then organized the people to cultivate the thick land where tens of thousands of foreign corpses were buried for maintenance.
The old man digs a pit, and the old lady or child plants to plant their hope for the coming year.
Then the old man, the old lady, the young man and the little girl continued to stay in the field, and the hairy dolls returned to the town and entered the school specially built by Zhong Tu to start a new study life.
As for what to learn, it is naturally the mathematics, physics and chemistry that Zhongtu needs.
After all, there are no teachers in the town, and there are basically no teachers to invite them, and it is impossible for anyone to come here to teach any magic, combat skills, or lingua franca, so they can only be self-sufficient.
For example, the martial arts class is taught by the strongest warriors in the village, guiding students to learn some basics and enhance their strength.
Not to mention the others, they are all in a similar situation, and the village masters or guards and Zhong Tu are in charge, which barely supports the school and does not let the children in the town be abandoned.
The crisp sound of children reading books then resounded in the town, drifted into the ears of the townspeople, and flowed into their hearts, in exchange for more smiles and hopes for the future.
"That's nice."
In a certain world of "En Yixing", in a certain hall in a certain mountain forest, an old man wearing a robe, a long beard, and a fairy wind and bones flashed in his eyes, flew out of the palace, and came into the air.
"That's the patriarch," the disciple in the mountain said in astonishment when he noticed the strange appearance in the sky.
"How can the patriarch appear?"
"I don't know."
Then these questions of theirs were answered, and they saw the old man in Taoist costumes hanging in mid-air with a squint of eyes, waved his hand and grabbed it, and a transparent big hand composed of air vitality appeared in the sky, like entering the water to catch a fish, and grabbed the bright white light that was falling from the sky, and in a flash, even the ball of light disappeared into the void with people.
"What the hell is that meteor that would make the patriarch use a round and big hand to photograph it" After the old man disappeared, the disciples in the palace came back to their senses and asked others with surprised faces.
"How do I know?"
"Maybe it's some kind of demon, otherwise it would be impossible to alarm the ancestor to take it down personally."
"Okay, okay, let's go practice swords, be careful of being caught by the senior brother and punished to clean the toilet."
Another disciple reminded.
"Practice the sword, practice the sword."
Then the disciples dispersed, and each found an open space in the square, and stood still, holding his sword, and dancing like a fire tree.
The sound of the sword roared, and in an instant, the air in the entire square became solemn.
At the same time, in the palace where the old man was before, the old man in Dao costume released the ball of light that he had captured, and let it float in the air to rush left and right, ignoring it, but said with a slight smile, "I have placed a ban on the Nine Palaces around you, and you can't get rid of it unless you have great mana, so you don't want to waste your efforts." ” "Old man, who are you and why are you arresting me?"
Hearing this, the ball of light stopped struggling and hovered its body, itself flickering slightly and vibrating the airway.
"I am Bai Mei, I am the head of the Shushan Sword Sect of Emei Mountain in Shuzhong, I caught you not because I have an enmity with you, but because I suddenly had a whim when I was cultivating, and I felt that there was a difference, so I calculated with the number of Taiqing techniques, and I knew that there was a strange star coming from outside the sky, but I was afraid that there would be chaos in the world, so I suddenly made a move, stopped you, and brought you back to the palace."
The old man who claimed to be white-eyed was free and easy, and he did not hide it, and slowly told the root cause of his sale.
But I don't know how big the impact of this light ball, that is, Zhong Tu.
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"Baimei, Shushan is really an amazing place."
Zhong Tu smiled bitterly in his heart.
It is estimated that he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the world, he would be taken down and banned
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