The small pond in the middle of Wangjiaji Village has grown up.

A steady stream of river water spreads from the pass and pours into the pond, which is no more than three feet wide. The pond is getting bigger and bigger. As the water level rises, the water flowing through the pass becomes more and more gentle.

Zhang Wan and Zhang's mother stood in the courtyard looking worriedly at the growing lake.

"It's getting weirder and weirder these days. A good mountain has collapsed, and I don't know if the water will flood the village." Zhang's mother looked at the slowly growing lake and looked worried.

"It should be... okay..."

Many villagers have already begun to move busy, taking cattle and sheep to the mountain, and moving tables and stools up the mountain. It is a mess. Fortunately, the place Bai Yujun chose is on a higher ground and there is no need to worry about floods.

Zhang Wan looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, where Bai Yujun was whittling bamboo under the tree.

"Miss Bai, will this water flood the village?"

"Won't."

After saying that, he looked up at the village and remembered something.

"There will be water in the living room of landlord Wang's house."

"..."

Bai Yujun knows water and terrain very well. He can tell where and how much water can flood with just a glance. The landlord's courtyard chose the best Feng Shui site in Wangjiaji. In front of the door is the small pond before growing up, with mountains behind and water on the side.

, such a treasured land really cannot be exchanged for even ten acres of land.

But now the four brothers of the Wang family are about to cry.

The small pond rose slowly, and the water surface became wider and wider. First, my vegetable patch was flooded, then the door, and then my spacious living room was flooded...

Nowadays, when entering the Wang family's landlord's compound, you need to roll up your trouser legs and walk.

The four brothers of the Wang family went out. They knew that it was the snake demon who was making trouble, and they needed an expert to eliminate the demon. However, the four of them were unwilling to pay, so Huixian from Zhuquan Temple was mentioned again and became the Wang family's heart savior.

straw.

In Wangjiaji Village, the gravel road leads to the once small pond.

A group of more than a dozen big white geese swung towards the pond with their necks straightened out like village tyrants.

The big yellow dog was frightened to see these village tyrants and ran away with its tail. The tabby cat squatted on the wall and squinted its eyes for a nap. More than a dozen big white geese were hooting. They went to the familiar pond by a familiar road and started their daily life of playing in the water.

However, when the village tyrants reached the halfway point, they were stunned. Where was the pond?

The world seen through the special structure of goose eyes is different. Even so, they found that the lake had become larger. A dozen village bullies were excited when they felt the cool water vapor in the air. They spread their wings and ran towards the lake with a huff. Happiness came too suddenly.

Bai Yujun wiped off her saliva and tried hard not to look at the dozens of big white geese. The villagers still kept the big geese to look after their homes.

Gradually, the lake stopped growing.

The once grand courtyard of the Wang family had become a water town. Bai Yujun saw with his own eyes that the Wang family rowed a wooden boat into the house and moved out the ancestral tablets. In fact, there was no need to worry about the tablets at all, as they were made of wood and could not sink.

The slender little hands continued to peel the bamboo stick...

After adjusting the earth's veins and drawing river water to create lakes, and the rainy season is coming, Bai Yujun promises that it doesn't matter whether he comes in the early stage of the golden elixir or in the later stage and kills a few. Forget it about the Nascent Soul stage. The realm difference is too big. The worst he can do is to go into the river by then.

Once you hide, it will give God a headache.

I have made several oil-paper umbrellas, and I will make more to sell in the town for money.

Zhuquan Temple.

The old monk Huixian was working on the vegetable plot, pulling weeds and removing insects diligently. He was planting more radish and cabbage, waiting for the pickles to be eaten for a long time. The small vegetable plot in the bamboo forest was growing well.

The cobra still stayed in the vegetable patch, maybe the vegetable patch made it feel comfortable.

Xiao Shitou followed Huixian and worked leisurely.

suddenly……

Boom~!

There was a sound like something heavy hitting the ground, and faint screams could be heard. The master and apprentice looked blankly in the direction of the temple door, and Huixian suddenly remembered what the sound was...

"Oops! Not good! Someone knocked on the door!"

The master and apprentice threw away their farm tools and ran toward the temple door. They took all precautions, but they still failed to stop some visitors and believers from knocking on the door.

Temple entrance.

The shaky wooden door supported by tree trunks finally fell down, and hands and feet were exposed around the heavy wooden door. The eldest of the four Wang brothers came forward to knock on the door, but he was pinned under the fallen wooden door and could not move. It was not known whether his bones were broken. The carpenter who made the door was very poor.

It's true, the wooden door is two inches thick.

After all, the four brothers of the Wang family are not as smart as Hu Yuanwai, who was crying outside the door to lure Hui Xian.

…………

evening.

Bai Yujun, who was sitting under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and winding the edge of the umbrella stand, saw a group of people coming in from the entrance of the village.

The eldest brother of the four Wang brothers was being carried. Huixian and Xiao Shitou looked sad. The four Wang brothers asked their master and apprentice to go down the mountain to kill demons. Huixian refused, knowing that it was his family's fault. Who would have thought that the Wang brothers smashed the gate?

The boss wanted Zhuquan Temple to compensate for the medical expenses. Huixian, who was too poor to afford it, had no money to pay for it, so he had to bite the bullet and come over.

When Huixian mentioned subduing demons, he immediately thought of Bai Yujun, who was a big demon.

When he heard that the huge snake monster had collapsed the pass and diverted the river water, Huixian wanted to run away after the snake was more than ten feet tall. How could he use it to subdue the monster? Besides, the monster was so huge that it had become a climate. It was so terrifying and his life was miserable.

Passing by a small courtyard, I saw Bai Yujun.

Bai Yujun held up the wall with both hands to sell his food. The wall was covered with moss, and outside the wall was the village road. It was really a perfect place to sell his food. When he saw the old monk Huixian and Xiao Shitou, he greeted him warmly.

"Master Xianhui, Xiao Shitou, are you busy?"

This is a commonly used way of greeting in the village, or simply say two words, "busy?" The two words fully show the other party's hard work and race against time. It is much better than "Mani". When they meet each other in the fields by chance, they say "busy" to each other.

It's much better than the rhetoric on Youhu and the like. At least it's understandable, rustic, and practical.

"White Tiger...Sister Bai, long time no see~" Xiao Shitou greeted warmly.

Hui Xian suddenly remembered something and took a sharp breath. There was a giant snake that collided with the pass and drew water into the river. It was more than ten feet long. The only one here who was named Bai was a monster. His last name was Bai... White Snake...

"Huh? Xianhui... Old man Huixian, I see that you don't look very good. Do you want me to give you some side medicine?" Bai Yujun was kind and concerned.

"No...it's okay. I've been feeling cold recently, but it's okay..."

Huixian quickly quickened his pace. Fortunately, this big demon was not interested in human flesh. When the time came, he could just recite sutras for a few days and leave quickly. He couldn't afford to offend him.

Behind the scenes, Bai Yujun was still greeting Xiao Shitou on the wall.

"Come here when you have time~"

A classic country farewell, no matter whose house you are going to, it is essential to say "come back when you are free" before leaving. It will appear that the host is polite and that the guests are intimate with each other.

The three brothers of the Wang family carried the eldest son on a stretcher, not daring to raise their heads, and trotted past the door of the evil star's house.

I never thought that the old monk Huixian could walk faster than the three brothers. Little Shitou had to trot to keep up.

"Master~ why are you walking so fast?"

"Disciple, we are going to subdue the monster. What if we go too slowly and the monster escapes? We must be quick! We must not let the villagers of Wangjiaji wait anxiously for a long time!"
Chapter completed!