Xiaoyu never thought that one day he would be tortured to death by mortals pooping.
This one thing is enough, Xiaoyu can no longer care about anything else.
When Xiaoyu took office, he naturally wanted to understand the sentiments of the people, so he went to the city for inspection as soon as possible. In addition to a small area of ​​wooden buildings, the so-called Yong'an City now consists of large tracts of shantytowns.
As soon as he walked into the shanty town, the rich smell immediately hit his face. At the same time, Jianxiu's strong sense immediately locked the source of the smell, one, two, three, four... There are eleven beaches in total, located on the street corners, under the trees and behind the houses, and there is even one.
The Tuo was right in the middle of the road, right in front of Xiaoyu!
For the first time, Xiaoyu would rather his perception was not so sharp and his spiritual consciousness not react so quickly.
In order not to shock the world, Xiaoyu made a private visit incognito and walked into the shanty town.
The roads in the shanty town are very narrow, winding and encroached by the extensions of the shanty towns. The roads are muddy and full of mud, water and dust puddles. Naturally, all kinds of dirt are inevitable in the puddles.
The power of the Qingming Realm can purify the poison in the Witch Realm, but it cannot purify the products of tens of thousands of people.
The deeper you go into the shack, the more dirt there is. At first the piles were isolated, but later they were in groups, even in a continuous patch, without distinction between each other.
Xiaoyu found it more and more difficult to find a place to set foot, and finally almost stepped on a piece of it. Finally he couldn't bear it anymore, so he flew into the sky and ran back to the main peak as if he was running for his life.
Xiaoyu couldn't understand why the city had become like this in just a few days.
In fact, if he walked around the North District of Quliu Town like Wei Yuan, he would find that Yong'an City is already quite tidy. People living in shanties in Quliu Town are like walking corpses, and many people simply live in the shanties.
But as a city lord, no matter how reluctant he is, Xiaoyu feels that he has to solve these problems. The simplest solution is of course to build more toilets, but who will build them, where to build them, and where will the waste be transported after they are built?
Where does water come from, and a series of questions all come up with this idea, and each question can become a specialized field, which leads to a series of questions.
Xiaoyu then discovered that it was easy to come up with an idea, but it was even more difficult to turn the idea into reality.
As soon as he returned to the main peak, Xiaoyu took out a map and drew on the paper the terrain around Yong'an City and the current distribution of residential buildings. Then he began to plan the location of toilets, sewage treatment sites, water diversion ditch routes, how many new streets and which old streets needed to be opened.
We need to widen it now, etc.
Slowly, more and more drawings were drawn on the map, and the drawings became more and more detailed. Xiaoyu unknowingly began to re-plan the entire city.
He originally only wanted to build a few toilets.
It wasn't just Xiaoyu who was troubled. Cui Yu was in charge of the city guard. As a result, everything from camp site selection and construction to selecting team members, getting equipment and training, had to be done from scratch.
Even though he has been leading troops for several years, he is still in a hurry. In the past, Cui Yu was leading troops to fight, but now he is raising troops and training troops, which is not the same thing at all. But there is nothing that can be done. Now Qingmingli can fight too much
, Cui Yu is just a Tianji who can’t raise his head wherever he goes.
Now even in front of those foxy friends, I can't stand up. After all, everyone has heavenly skills now, no matter how they got it.
All materials and property needed in the city were placed under the control of Yun Feifei, while Xu Waner was in charge of prison matters. The two women were equally busy.
Wei Yuan was standing with his hands behind his hands, watching dozens of monks working together to erect an archway, feeling that he was too busy to do anything.
This archway is ten feet high, supported by four giant pillars, and stands at the south gate of the city. The two characters "Yong'an" written on the archway are written in Zhang Sheng's handwriting.
The location where this archway stands will be the future location of the south gate of Yong'an City.
Yong'an sits in the north and faces the south, facing the lake to the west and a flat grassland to the east, where future grain fields will be opened. A small river passes through the city and flows into the lake, and then there is also a river at the other end of the lake, rolling away.
A road can be seen in the north of the city, winding towards the center of the realm. This is a road made by galloping horses and trampled by vehicles. Not far from the north of the city is a continuous dense forest. There is a camp beside the forest, and there are three thousand sacrifices inside.
There is nothing in the city now, only a series of shanties can be seen. There is no way, there are too many mortals coming too fast, almost all the mortals who got the news have abandoned everything and walked step by step on two legs. At this moment
There are already nearly 50,000 people in the city, and more people are arriving one after another.
At this time, the archway had been erected, and the ground had been softened by Taoist magic, so the four giant pillars were buried into the soil smoothly. Then the monks continued to cast Taoist magic, turning the ground into as hard as stone, and at the same time also
Give the archway itself the Taoist teachings and make it a solid material to repel insects and ants.
As the archway was erected, Wei Yuan felt that there seemed to be slight changes between heaven and earth, and the realm was slightly shaken. If he hadn't been perceptive, he would have almost ignored it.
At this time, Baoyun appeared next to Wei Yuan and said: "We found another tribe of Wuyu tribe, about three thousand people."
"Let's go get it!" Wei Yuan ordered, and the monks who followed him blew the horns, and hundreds of knights gathered from various places towards the edge of the realm.
A red shadow flashed, and a big blood horse came like the wind and stopped in front of Wei Yuan. The horse now had long feathers on all four hooves, as if it had wings. The horse's head had two cracks above the eyes.
Through the small crack, two new eyes appeared.
This horse now has some connection with Wei Yuan. After Wei Yuan got on the horse, it ran towards the assembly area on its own.
After a while, a cavalry team rushed out of the boundary and went to sweep the surrounding Witch Clan strongholds. The intelligence on the Witch Clan strongholds from various channels these days was collected by Baoyun. She went to check and screen them one by one, and then confirmed them.
He came back and summoned Wei Yuan to fight, uprooting the Witch Clan's strongholds one by one.
In fact, Bao Yun could have wiped out those small tribes with thousands of people by herself. However, such killings would have extremely heavy consequences. If Wei Yuan dared to let Bao Yun go back with all the resentment of living beings, the Bao family would probably be killed the next day.
A few old monsters came and overthrew Qing Ming.
The Wu Clan army had already retreated two thousand miles away, and the small tribes in the Broken Realm also began to flee one after another. If they did not escape, they would be annihilated.
The normal life of the Wu clan can change the environment of the world, which Wei Yuan will never tolerate. When Wei Yuan first raided the tribe, he deliberately let some Wu clan escape, and after destroying several small tribes, he no longer intentionally condoned it.
Those who can escape only rely on their own abilities.
After Wei Yuan completely annihilated a small tribe, all the Wu tribes seemed to have received the news and began to migrate as a whole. Now there are fewer and fewer Wu tribes in the Broken Land, and caravans rarely appear.
If you look down from the sky, you can see a shining light green suddenly appearing in the dark green earth, like a gem set in the poisonous mist-filled earth.
People are constantly migrating here, and groups of humans are like ants, moving slowly on the earth, rushing towards hope.
One month ago, no one would have thought that this newly opened realm would gather some of the strongest people from the younger generation of Taichu Palace. A series of bloody battles ensued. Within half a month, there were five Dharma Prime Ministers, hundreds of Taoist priests, and more than 60,000 Taoists.
Wu soldiers died on this land, and hundreds of thousands of civilians were killed or injured.
Nourishing himself with the enemy's blood, Qing Ming finally took root in this land of tigers and wolves.
In Wanli River Mountain, Wei Yuan was about to pull out a dead branch to see if it had taken root or sprouted. As soon as his fingers touched the branch, the bark of the dead branch suddenly cracked and cracked a small gap, and a cold frost like frost spewed out from inside.
of platinum brilliance.
The light is like water, gathering into a small pool on the edge of the branches. The mist is dense, and a few white-gold osmanthus blossoms bloom and wither in it, disappearing and appearing.
The second volume of the Pauper's Expedition is completed.
Chapter completed!