Heavenly Dao Formula

"I... can't understand..." Chu Pu couldn't help shaking his head.

Gong Shufeng didn't explain, but from the gaze cast by the other party, she seemed to read a hint of meaning.

It's a matter of course that you can't understand it yourself.

"You find it ridiculous because you've never looked out."

Xia Fan's words suddenly shocked her. Before Chu Pu thought it was just a taunt of the winner, but now that she looked back, she only felt goosebumps on her back.

What if what they say is true?

Not taunting, not showing off, but simply pointing out a fact.

Yuheng made involuntarily avoid his eyes and looked out of the car window. As the saying goes, enemies know each other best, but she found that she didn't know Qiguo. She only knew that Ning Wanjun quickly expanded her power to the whole country after raising the anti-flag in Jinxia City, and took the initiative to launch an attack on Qixing; they have their own education methods, breaking the theory that the person who feels anger is determined by the nature of the heart, at the same time , and also innovated many new methods and techniques; and the Mohist school provided a large number of magical tools and mechanical weapons for the rebels, making the Seven Star Army defeated again and again. Other than that... she didn't know anything about Qiguo.

For example, the snow scene in front of you.

Since the battle, Xu Guoxing has already entered a state of shrinking clothes and saving food, putting all available resources into the war machine. But in Shangyuan City, Qiguo, this seems to be just an ordinary winter. Pedestrians on the street are dressed in thick and full clothes, and their faces are ruddy... There are still many shops on the street, and all kinds of colorful goods are sold. Full to the brim, adding a bright color to the white world.

The fog from the top chimneys has not stopped. The blue smoke from hundreds of chimneys has formed a hazy fog cloud above the city, which means that the people of Shangyuan still have enough charcoal fires to keep them warm. It's not a deadly threat.

Such a scene has also been experienced by Yongdingcheng.

But that is only during the good years.

A year after the war, several cities she visited had become the same, and both the street scene and the atmosphere showed a desolate meaning. Compared with the two, Shangyuan City seems to be extraordinarily unfamiliar.

The envoy Yuheng even doubted whether the local people knew that his king was leading an army to besiege the remaining territory of the Privy Council, forcing Qixing to breathe.

The car drove for about a quarter of an hour, and the scene outside the window changed and changed, sometimes it was a row of buildings, sometimes it was a bungalow, but no matter what, the scale was not small. Chu Pu thought about it, and they walked almost ten miles to say the least. They should have left Shangyuan City long ago, but the house was still extending at the end of the field of vision, as if there were no boundaries.

If you walk on your feet, I'm afraid you won't have to walk for most of the day...

So why did Xia Fan arrange for such a locomotive?

Chu Pu's heart suddenly moved. It is impossible for ordinary civilians to raise horses. If they want to go far, they usually go with the caravan. However, the schedule and arrangement of the caravan are completely uncertain, so their activity area is also extremely limited. With such an exaggerated scope as Shangyuan City, if there is no more convenient transportation, people in the east of the city will not even frequent the west of the city, which also means that the shops on the west side will lose half of their livelihoods.

Of course, there are also work, friends, entertainment... these activities will become more frequent because of the locomotive.

She seemed to have captured a trace of Xia Fan's thoughts... but the answer was not clear enough for her to describe.

Apart from the convenience of local residents, she vaguely felt that there was some deeper meaning in it.

After about another quarter of an hour, Gong Shufeng finally stood up and said, "We're here, please come with me."

At this time, Chu Pu realized that Shangyuan City did not have city walls in every direction. Their current location was obviously a suburb. Except for the road that was still flat, the houses had disappeared. Snow Farmland.

After getting off the locomotive, she was surprised to find that there were still people busy in the farmland.

In the big winter with constant snow?

Even winter wheat is past sowing time.

"What are they doing?" With the lessons learned, Yuheng made him no longer hide his curiosity.

"Growing vegetables." Gong Shufeng also answered very simply.

"Won't the seeds freeze in winter?" a subordinate asked.

"There are plants in this world that are afraid of freezing, and naturally there are also plants that are not afraid of freezing. In addition to selecting suitable seeds, the Ministry of Agriculture has also thought of many ways to avoid the impact of low temperature." Gong Shufeng led the road in front and replied, "I am not too Know the tricks here, but the Ministry of Agriculture is also one of the departments that Master Xia is most concerned about, and it is rumored that their goal is to allow food to be grown anywhere."

Desert too? Even in the sea?

Chu Pu felt a little numb to this kind of outrageous argument.

However, Gong Shufeng did not take them into the farmland to visit, but turned into a forest path. The ground here is also paved with bricks and stones, and there is not much snow, it seems that it has been deliberately cleaned. Yuheng didn't go very far, and an extremely open flat land appeared in front of her.

There are thousands of stone monuments erected on the flat ground. From a distance, it looks like a bush cut from rocks.

This is the cemetery, Chu Pu realized.

"Don't worry, there is no body buried inside. Qiguo implements strict cremation measures to eliminate the risk of evil." Gong Shufeng said actively, "Master Xia has done nothing less than Qixing in eliminating evil. This place is not so much for Buried, it is better to say that it is a memorial."

"In memory of whom?"

"In memory of those who died in revolt against the brutal rule of the Seven Star Privy Council."

Yu Heng made a slight footstep, "...you mean...Apocalypse Army?"

"No, they are just ordinary civilians."

"How is that possible!?" A guard blurted out and made his debut~www.readwn.com~ This is also the question in the hearts of all the members of the mission. The establishment of a monument has always been a very serious matter. Shangyuan is the capital of Qiguo, and it is on the edge of the capital for civilians. The erection of the monument, not to mention shocking, is also sensational. What's more, civilians have the courage to resist the Privy Council, even if there are... so many people will not appear.

At least it was impossible in Xu country.

Gong Shufeng stopped when he walked to a stone tablet. There was a cluster of emerald needles on the edge of the tablet. Compared with flowers, this evergreen leaf could maintain its eye-catching color for a long time even if it was separated from the mother branch.

A row of beautiful handwriting is engraved on the stone tablet.

"Gongsun Fang, the unyielding protester, rests here forever."

Seeing this name, Gong Shufeng's mind instantly came up with those days in Huangting Mountain.

And the woman who has a pair of rising dan phoenix eyes, bright and indescribable.

It was also from that moment that his fate took a completely different path.