Raising the Demon

Chapter 72
Xiao Shitou is just a child, and he is unreliable in doing things. Zijian asked him to go to Zi Baifeng, so he went to Zi Baifeng, but he didn't even leave a letter from the village.

But the anomaly of the Zi family was still discovered.

The team that went into the mountains to search for jade came back, and everyone habitually stopped at the door of Zijian's house, distributing the prey, discussing the harvest, and discussing future plans. Zhuzi and Erhei had a very good harvest today, and they planned to report something to Zijian , who knew that as soon as the door was pushed open, Zijian yelled: "Run! Don't come in! It's dangerous!"

"Villagers and fools, don't bother to kill them." Feijianzi sneered, as a clarification for himself, but also as a threat. He glanced over, just like the one he looked at Luo Qianshan that day. , Uncontrollably, his legs went limp, and he knelt down on the ground.

"Your mother, I'll fight with you!" Just kneeling, the pillar broke free from Feijianzi's shock in an instant, and he roared angrily and was about to charge up.

"Zhuzi, go away! He is an evil man who came down from Niaoshu Mountain!" Zijian only had time to explain this sentence, but it was enough.

Erhei hugged Zhuzi tightly from behind, and Zhuzi rushed up in a rage, fearing that he would kill Zijian and Yan Wushi.

"If you dare to hurt my brother, I will kill you even if I go up the mountain or into the sea!" Zhu Zi's stubborn temper, how could he easily back down?That day, when the robber hacked him once, he dared to go to the robber's lair alone with a bow. This is a master who never wants to suffer the slightest loss.

As soon as the sleeve robe was stretched out, a gust of wind flew out, and the door was closed again. Hearing the curses outside, Fei Jianzi remained silent.Lower your eyelids, look at your nose with your eyes, and your heart with your nose, and practice painstakingly.

His mental state has been broken, and if he wants to rebuild his Dao Xin, he must work ten times and a hundred times harder than before.

And all kinds of insults in his ears, he just regarded it as a tempering of his Dao heart, a tempering of his practice, turned a deaf ear to it, and devoted himself to practice.

He had to be ready for Zi Baifeng to come back at any time, and maybe Luo Qianshan who didn't know if he was dead or not.

If these two people cooperated together, it would be too scary. Even if Zi Jian and Yan Wu were hostages, he would not be absolutely sure, so he had to work hard and work harder.

The enemy who could only be trampled under his feet like an ant suddenly became an opponent that he had to deal with wholeheartedly, and even if he dealt with it wholeheartedly, he might not be able to deal with it. Extremely unaccustomed, he suddenly understood how Zi Baifeng and others felt when they were in front of him.

It's just that one ebbs and another, although he possesses the strength far surpassing the opponent, he is still defeated. He asks himself that he was wronged by the defeat, and if it happens again, he will never give the opponent such a chance.

Absolutely not!

Zijian was tied to the bed, listening to the sound of shouting and cursing from outside the door, it was not only Zhu Zi and Er Hei who were scolding, but also other villagers. rushed in.

Who is this disregard for one's own safety?Is it for yourself?

No, it's for my son.It is Zi Baifeng who is respected and loved by them and has brought them a new life, a different life.

At that moment, Zijian was already mentally prepared.

Even if he died, he could not implicate his son.

He looked at Yan Wushi who was opposite, Yan Wushi looked at him and smiled at him, her eyes were as firm as Zijian's, without the slightest hesitation.

The two had already had the same thoughts, at that moment, they only felt that there was no longer such a close distance between each other.

Yan Wushi closed her eyes suddenly, glanced sideways at Feijianzi, seeing that Feijianzi lowered her eyelids as if she was not looking at anything, so she leaned closer.

Zijian's eyes widened suddenly, his lips were warm, soft and fragrant.

It smells like yesterday's egg soup dripped with sesame oil.

In the next second, Zijian forgot everything.

A dry wood, a raging fire, but the two people who never dared to get together suddenly ignited a fiery spark, which was difficult to extinguish in this critical moment between life and death.

"What are you all doing there!" There was a shout from outside the gate.

Yan Lao Wu interrupted those who were about to say something with an angry shout. He shook his head at everyone, gave a secret wink, and beckoned: "I'm all idle and have nothing to do? Have you forgotten that you need to build a drum today?"

Yan Lao Wu is back.

Hearing Yan Laowu's voice, Zijian was startled and overjoyed.

He knew that Zi Baifeng went with Yan Laowu, and from Yan Laowu's words, it seemed that he already knew what happened. Does that mean that Zi Baifeng already knew what happened?
What he is most worried about is that Zi Baifeng comes to rescue him recklessly regardless of everything.

But now he found that his son was really different from before.

After the lingering end, Zijian and Yan Wushi glanced at each other, and they both saw the relief in each other's eyes.

"But fifth master..." Zhuzi still wanted to say something.

"Nothing to worry about." Yan Laowu glared at him, and said, "Scholar Master Xiucai will handle this kind of clown by himself. Don't you all forget the mission assigned by Master Xiucai before he left? I knew that if I wasn't here, You will be lazy!"

After seeing off Zi Baifeng and the others, Yan Lao Wu rushed back immediately.

He left Xiaoshitou in Yan Village, and told them to take care of Xiaoshitou.Then he asked Yan Erdao to guard the official road in Mengcheng, not to let the villagers in the village go to Mengcheng. Then he set off alone, crossed the mountains and forests, and returned from Yan Village to Xiayan Village.

Even though he was old and strong, he could no longer hold on after so much hard work, but he didn't want to just wait like this.

He didn't know the true face of the so-called immortal before, but now he knows.

As long as he remembered that he had helped the immortal lead the way and was an accomplice of the immortal, his face would feel burning pain, as if he had been slapped more than a dozen times anyway.

He is not reconciled, nor is he willing to let it go, he absolutely does not want to bow his head to the immortal again.

What about immortals?Xiayan Village will definitely not be defeated just like this, let alone be defeated.

But after returning from Yan Village, he felt it a little more deeply.

Xiayan Village is different. Xiayan Village has lucky stars, blessings, and blessings. That's why the villagers of Xiayan Village can live so well.

Therefore, no matter when, no matter what, the development of Xiayan Village cannot be delayed.

The autumn harvest is almost over, except for some late-maturing crops that are still in the field, the others are basically harvested.

This is an unbelievably good harvest year, and every household's grain storage is almost full.But the people who sell grain in the village say that the grain in the city is [-]% more expensive, because other places have greatly reduced production this year. Compared with the two, Yan Laowu can feel the difference in Xiayan Village even more.

And because of this, they cherish this hard-won harvest even more, so a few days ago, he took the initiative to find Zi Baifeng to discuss the construction of waterwheels and bobbin wagons that Zi Baifeng once said.

After the harvest, the fertility of the land is weakened, and the mountain fields are already weak, so they have to store water twice for irrigation after the autumn harvest and before spring sowing.

These days, the whole family of the villagers who finished harvesting the crops went out to dig ditches and build wooden frames on the mountain. Zijian and Erhei also prepared the wood early and made simple wheel frames.

Just like building a water mill back then, everyone was full of expectations for the design of the bobbin car, which was also designed by Zi Baifeng. Erhei built the wood that had been prepared long ago to form a huge wheel, and then put it on the wheel. After fixing the thick bamboo tubes, seven or eight big men went down into the water, and a big wheel was fixed in the stream not far above the water mill.

The rotation of the stream drives the water wheel, and at the same time, the bamboo tube is filled with water, which turns upward along the huge wheel, and then pours out automatically, and pours it into the bamboo trough that has been built with bamboo long ago.

The clear water flows happily along the bamboo trough, and the children in the village run along with the running stream, laughing loudly, and the villagers stand on tiptoes one by one, with their mouths wide open, looking at the water that represents vitality It flows along the bamboo tube for a distance of hundreds of meters, flows into a dug ditch, and then flows into the field along the ditch, nourishing the barren mountain fields.

Although the sound of rushing water was monotonous, it was full of a strange sense of rhythm.

what is this?
This is hope!
An indescribable sense of happiness captured their hearts tightly.

From this day on, you no longer have to work hard to carry water for irrigation!

"Don't be in a daze! Work quickly! There is only one, and there are four more!" Yan Lao Wu shouted at everyone.

In addition to this bobbin car, there are four bobbins.

The largest bobbin cart is several feet high, and every piece of wood is taken from towering trees in the mountains, otherwise it would not be long enough or tough enough.The spokes of the bobbin are staggered, and it is extremely heavy. If it wasn't for the rapid flow of the stream here, it would definitely not be able to carry it.

And the next four shrink in order, and the smallest one is only as tall as one person.

The second bobbin was built at the place where the water poured down in the bamboo trough. Part of the water pushed this bobbin, and part of the water was put into the bobbin by the bobbin. It entered another group of bamboo troughs and extended to another mountain field a hundred meters away.

This is the case with mountain fields. The terrain is uneven and cannot be gathered in one place. Because the utilization rate is not high, it is not a terraced field, and it cannot be concentrated irrigation from a high place, so this high-altitude bridge irrigation method is used.

Fei Jianzi stood on the roof of Zi's house, with his mouth slightly open, staring at everything in front of him in a daze.

The water tank made of bamboo tubes is like winding giant dragons, unsheathed swords, and unimpeded meridians. The lines and colors are so beautiful.And the several wheels driven by the water flow store water while spitting water, half of which has water and half of which has no water, just like the yin and yang Tai Chi that are constantly rotating, endlessly growing and circulating.

(End of this chapter)