A large tree with lush foliage seemed to be holding up the sky, and the huge shade of the tree blocked the bright sunlight, forming a huge shadow on the ground.Jiang Mu sat under the big tree, looking up at the sky, longing for the arrival of that person.Today is his 200th birthday, and he clearly remembers everything that has happened in the past 200 years, and he can know every corner of this small city with his eyes closed.He spent his childhood here, a teenager, a young man, then a wife, a child, a family, a child, a filial piety to his parents, and many days and nights he would be busy in the fields, sweating on the threshing floor, chopping wood on the hills of the southwest, and he almost thought of himself as a mortal.When he was fifty years old, he sent away his mother in this life, and soon his father in this life, and he wailed and cried, grieving that he could not help himself, and in this sadness, there was more gratitude, and he thanked this pair of mortals who gave him a new life.But the man didn't come, so he had to continue to be a mortal.The son is married, the daughter is married, the grandson is born, the grandson grows up, the grandson is married again, and the great-grandson is born again.Year after year, the son died of old age, the daughter-in-law died of old age, the daughter and son-in-law died of old age, and he was still alive.The grandsons are all seventy or eighty years old, with gray hair, all the teeth have been lost, and they have forgotten that he still has a grandfather.Since then, Jiang Mu likes to sit under the big tree, and he sits for a year, ten years, many years.The great-grandson sometimes came to see him, and the little rabbit was now in his nineties, and he couldn't walk with a cane.He said, "Grandpa, I'm afraid I'll forget you one day, the little rabbits in the family all take you as a monster, my grandson, he hides your affairs, I'm afraid that one day you die, no one will see you off." ”O mortal bitterness.Jiang Mu sometimes finds it very interesting, counting on his fingers, he has three sons, nine grandsons, eighteen great-grandchildren, and this is the last great-grandson who is still alive.But the Lao Jiang family has branched out to now, and there are more than 300 people, and he feels that he is worthy of his parents in this life.But the man hadn't come yet.In fact, in this small city, Jiang Mu is not the only one waiting for that person to arrive, for example, Mi Zhou'er, the proprietress of the Yuelai Inn who is still very watery, such as the butcher Ji Yuan, who has monopolized the small town to kill pigs and make a living, Bai Chu, as well as the county master Zhang San, the shopkeeper of the Providence Restaurant Qi Ling'er, and the shopkeeper of the tailor shop Bai Yu.At the beginning, almost 100,000 immortal cultivators were transferred here, except for a small number of people, everyone either married wives and had children, or married women, and spread out, and now two hundred years later, the population of this small city has exceeded 500,000.Many people knew what was going on, but the only one who really knew the whole situation was Jiang Mu, who was a second-order Heavenly Immortal in Da Luo in his last life, so he knew that these people were sent into an immortal weapon that could accommodate people by the immortal real person Li Shi.This is nothing unusual, the real point is how long can he maintain such a large population?
After all, a small world is just a small world, and if the resources are exhausted, everyone will be miserable.So for the past two hundred years, Jiang Mu didn't dare to practice at all, although the aura of heaven and earth here seemed to be sufficient, he had already expected the arrival of the most tragic day.He had also suggested to Ji Yuan, Mi Zhou'er, Bai Chu and the others that when they entered here, they were already in the realm of refining the void, and if they practiced without restraint, then this small world would soon collapse.Fortunately, almost all the immortal cultivators finally agreed, they gave up their cultivation, saved every bit of heaven and earth aura, began to accumulate resources for their descendants, and groped for the reuse of resources and the rebirth of resources.They established laws, rules, and government offices, yamen, and they preached public order and customs, and continued the fate of this small city as much as possible.Over the past two hundred years, they have cultivated fields, planted trees, built water conservancy, repaired roads, cultivated improved seeds, developed commerce, read and educated, practiced martial arts and fitness, taught the five sounds, told the stories of the ancient ancestors who overcame thorns and thorns and opened up the great wilderness, and told the stories of the mythical immortals who rode the wind and resisted the air.These old fellows regard this small city as a weak seedling, although they all know that the future will inevitably end in destruction, but they still have to do their best to make everything better now.Two hundred years have passed, and I am very glad that the aura of heaven and earth in this small world has not decreased, although there are more than 500,000 people, but it can also be achieved that every family has a field to plant, every family has food, and clothes to wear.There are parents who are short, there are fireworks in the market, there are the sound of reading aloud, and there are also white-haired old men stroking the piano, looking up to the sky and howling.The county officials in the city change every ten years, but they only change their faces, the county officials claim to come from the imperial capital of Yunhua Kingdom, bring the emperor's will, there are tax increases, there are tax reductions, but more is the gossip anecdotes that happened in the imperial capital, the wind and food along the way, the beautiful rivers and mountains, and the boatmen in the surging river.In the post station on the west side of the small town, there will occasionally be a man who is dusty, leading a few horses, carrying bags, eating meat in large pieces, drinking water in large bowls, resting for a while, and then galloping away, leaving the residents of the town to infinite reverie.No one doubted all this, suspecting that this scene came from a dream that their ancestors had woven for them.Sunrise, sunset, the baby grows up, the baby marries, a pot of old wine, half a lonely lamp, when the night is dark, the husband's bangzi, the old dog's a few hoops, unconsciously, get used to it.Then, in the past two hundred years, that person, Li Shi, really came.In the past two hundred years, he actually paid little attention to the things in the True Spirit Pagoda, because at the beginning he stuffed 100,000 people into it, but he also left enough resources for them to live and even practice.There will never be a starvation of people.And he didn't think about how to go on at the beginning?
He couldn't help it.Even if he later decided to restart the old life, it would not be suitable for these people to be brought out, and as a result, two hundred years passed in a flash because of his retreat.But when he entered the True Spirit Pagoda two hundred years later, he was stunned.Really, Li Xi still remembered what he looked like when he first entered the True Spirit Pagoda at this time.A small lonely city, surrounded by desert, with closed gates and a bone-beaten city.Although he had enough resources left before, now, it was too weird.The sea of sand around the town is gone.There are six or seven hills around, full of greenery.There are clear springs and flowing water on the mountain, there are patches of farmland under the mountain, there is a post road in the west, and there is a post station, which seems to be the same, almost making Li Shi think that this place can really lead to the outside world.About a million acres of farmland, 10,000 acres of vegetable fields, as well as orchards, medicine gardens, and a few scattered pastures.There is a nest of 'bandits' on a steep mountain.There are mulberry forests, small lakes, fishermen, medicine farmers, hawkers who walk through the streets and alleys, and fortune tellers who pretend to be crazy and stupid.The small town is still the same small city, but a large number of houses have been built outside the city, farmers are farming, merchants are doing business, there are officials to maintain order, and there are county magistrates fighting crickets in the backyard.There are old people talking about the ancients, and there are bursts of reading in the school.There are gambling halls, green buildings, butchers, coffin shops, inns, restaurants, and lamp markets.There are rangers, there are gangsters, there are Taoist priests, there are temples, and there are land of city gods.More than 500,000 people live here.Li Shi opened the resource ledger and found that the resources he had reserved at the beginning had only consumed less than one-tenth of them, and then in two hundred years, he had actually earned him a net of 50 cyan luck.It's not much, but it's already on the path of a virtuous circle.It is estimated that in the next two hundred years, when one-fifth of the resources left by Li Shi are consumed, everything here will be officially profitable.In other words, as long as they don't die, this little world will last forever.As for the growth of the population, it is not a problem, because the luck of the human race is already being born here, and the more luck there is, it will feed back this small world.If the population is large, they can suppress luck, and then one day, they will find that the world is actually expanding little by little."
These guys, it's kind of interesting."
Li Xi quickly discovered the truth, and was pleasantly surprised by the surprise that this group brought to him, which was a big gift package.Compared with the two, what was the last wave of aborigines in the True Spirit Pagoda like, and what was this wave of aborigines like, it was completely killed in seconds!
So Li Xi decided to change his mind, he originally planned to officially take over the True Spirit Pagoda and lead it by him, but now, it's good now.Carefully taking out the seal of the title deed that was about to shatter at any moment, Li Xi placed it in the middle of the small city, which should be the best choice.Because this small city also has a title deed, the seal is condensing the prototype.Let the title deed seal be kept here, it is already scarred and vulnerable.In the old world, even if Li Shi had enough resources, even if he had immortal [seal] to make a cocoon world, it would be a powerful medicine for it, and it would die in an instant.Only such a quiet, fireworks-filled town is the best medicine for warmth.Li Xian walked slowly in the streets and alleys, walking and walking, he also became gray-haired, his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were cloudy, only the smile on the corner of his mouth was always there, and the package on his body, as well as a long knife wrapped in cloth, was enough to show his identity as a foreigner."
Old man, where did you come from?"
Walking into the Yuelai Inn opened by Mi Zhou'er, Li Xi found a window seat and sat down.The innkeeper stepped forward enthusiastically and brought hot tea, and Mi Zhou'er, who was sitting at the counter, also glanced at it, and he didn't know which old immortal came to act again.This kind of character design from afar is very popular with the people of the small town, everyone likes to listen to stories, but it is very boring for her, and she has to meet dozens of them every year."
I came from the backing mountain city, went south along the Heishui River, passed through Nandu City, Fenghua Valley, crossed Huashan, and walked through the Longmen Desert, and then returned here.""
Back?"
The inn Xiao Er was stunned, in the past, this kind of dusty people were all passers-by, they would bring thrilling stories, treacherous and terrifying legends, and addictive landscape colors, but returning to the guests, there has never been."
Are you old, you walked out of our Daoxiang town?""
Yes, I walked here when I was nine years old, and it's been sixty years since I was old, but this place hasn't changed at all."
Li Xian smiled, put down the package, the long knife, raised his glass to Mi Zhou'er who looked at him in astonishment, and recited, "The young man left home and returned to the eldest child, and the hometown accent has not changed and his sideburns have declined."
Xiao Er didn't know each other, and asked with a smile where the guest came from. ”"Senior Sister Mi, long time no see!"
(I had a cold today and was in a panic......
Only two more, forgive me)