Regenerate into soil, master life and death at the beginning

Although, it was still far from coming out completely, but it felt...a little lubricated.

Chapter 23 Final Lesson

Enclosed house, first floor, meeting hall.

Guo Zhen, who is in his 50s, has a robust physique that is not inferior to that of a young man, and his calloused palm joints are thick and powerful. He waved his arms and said in a vigorous way:

"This year, we can't continue to open up wasteland."

Someone immediately questioned: "The food we grew last year was enough to feed more than 500 people. The nearly 830 ordinary people who moved in this year have not been properly settled yet. Now we have [-] five mouths to eat... If Counting the newborns who will be born this year, there will be more than [-] more mouths, what are we going to eat if we don't continue to open up wasteland?"

"Of course I have my reasons."

Guo Zhen raised a finger: "The first reason is that even with last year's grain production, it is enough to feed eight or nine hundred big-bellied men. It can only be used for self-use, and the surrounding products are too rich. In our settlement, everyone’s appetite has been really spoiled in the past few years since we moved here. We don’t like to eat old food, and we don’t like to eat stale meat and vegetables.

It is precisely because we understand this that last year we wasted a lot of grain and wasted a lot of grain to experiment with various wine making methods.

Furthermore, from the year before last, we began to try to domesticate some local wild animals as domestic animals, but at that time due to the shortage of manpower, the work in this area did not make much progress, and it was just a start. Last year, the population increased from more than 300 to more than 500. Demanding Mr. Qinghe also specially recruited a lot of veterans in this field. In addition, in order to balance the ratio of men and women, there are a lot of women. They are more experienced and patient than men in caring for cubs. More than 20.

All the distiller's grains and the remaining grain were basically consumed by these animals, and after a year of experiments, more than half of the more than 20 domestication tasks have been eliminated, and only nine species that are worth continuing to domesticate have been retained. It is impossible to use grain as the staple food for livestock domestication.

All in all, as long as the cost is reasonable and there is no extravagance and waste, even if it is only last year's production, it will be enough for eight or nine hundred big-bellied men. "

Guo Zhen stretched out his second finger, "Second, this year is the fourth year since we moved here, and we have already harvested three crops of the main food crops. I found an obvious rule that the new fields that have just been opened have the least output, and the following year The average yield per mu of the same crop can increase by about 300%, and the average yield per mu in the third harvest is more than 300% of the first harvest. Therefore, even if there is no increase in one mu of land this year, according to the past law, the final grain yield will be higher than last year. Fifty percent more, let alone less than [-] people added this year, even [-] people will be enough to feed!

Naturally, the more the better in the rear, as long as there is spare capacity, of course, we can reclaim as much as we can, and the extra grain can be stored in the warehouse, and can be traded for other materials, but it is still too early for us. Now there are a lot of places that need manpower. The hundreds of people who moved in later are not in a good condition in terms of food, clothing and housing. Once we stop the most manpower-intensive land reclamation, these aspects will be completely improved immediately. I think this is the case. It is necessary and necessary! "

Then, Guo Zhen stretched out his third finger: "Finally, we are all warriors, and we have eaten a lot of spiritual peaches, and our physical qualities are far superior to ordinary ordinary people. Although Mr. Qinghe gives us a lot of people every year, the number of Year after year, the proportion of warriors is decreasing. Counting the newly immigrated mortals, the number of ordinary mortals will directly exceed that of warriors. I think everyone must Don't forget this, compared to warriors, they are much more fragile..."

Guo Zhen was talking there, treating the meeting as his personal special session, but Tong Ziyi, who was sitting in the main seat, was a little careless, and his mind had already drifted elsewhere.

As for what the old man Guo was thinking about, he was like a mirror in his heart. As the first head of the Guo family who was the only head of the Guo family other than the same family members, it would be strange if he didn't have any thoughts in his mind.

What's more, even he has to admit that apart from the biggest advantage of "there are many people", the average quality of the same family is really incomparable with the Guo family who started the escort agency.

Moreover, unlike the half of the family members who are old, weak, women and children, the Guo family is all young and strong except for two children. Even Guo Zhen, an old guy who is about the same age as himself, is even better than himself in terms of martial arts cultivation. Therefore, it is normal for old man Guo to have some thoughts in his heart.

However, no matter how he behaves, he can only sit peacefully in the position of the second child. As Qinghe Immortal's appointed person to talk to ordinary people, Tong Ziyi has already secured his position. Because of Guo Zhen's positive performance, he is actually Free time to take a short errand and think about other things.

There was some faint uneasiness in his heart.

Just before this meeting, Mr. Qing He took the initiative to invite him to have a talk with him after the meeting.

In the past, he had always had the cheek to take the initiative to bother Mr. Qinghe. This was the first time he was invited by him. At first, he was a little flattered, but soon, he thought of some things he had done after returning from the Chiji camp. Changes, he felt faintly uneasy.

Other mortals, including Guo Zhen, didn't feel the difference because they didn't have much contact with the two elders, but they often communicate with them and regard it as the first priority, so he can clearly feel the difference in them. Variety.

……

At this time, outside the enclosure, Qingyu Qinghe hid herself and walked step by step on the land that had fettered them for nearly four years.

The two walked silently, and every step they took seemed to be a witness to a certain period of history.

When walking through a certain section of low-rise houses, a newborn child suddenly cried, causing many babies in the nearby families to cry too. Along with the crying, there were also mothers who changed their tricks. The sound of coaxing children.

Qingyu finally couldn't hold back and turned to look at the junior brother next to her. The face that was a little immature due to the baby's fat had quietly changed its appearance.

Calm, gentle, restrained, a gentleman is like jade, it is really suitable for juniors.

Compared with four years ago, his cultivation base was obviously the same as hers, with almost no progress, but she knew that the junior brother had actually undergone a radical change.

For the students of the Dazhong Academy, the improvement of cultivation has always been a very simple matter. What is really difficult is to understand one's own heart time after time, and to surpass the former self time after time.

Compared with Qinghe, although she can't say that she has no progress, she still feels inferior.

"I thought that you would be more reluctant than me. After all, you put in a lot more effort here than I do." Qing Yu said.

Qinghe said calmly: "As early as the end of last year, this land of pure spirits has completely turned into mortal energy, and the soil has also turned into mortal soil. No matter what those who steal the soil think, it is useless here. Well, our mission... has been accomplished.

Moreover, it is indeed time to have to leave. Although the experience of the mortal world is a necessary experience for us, after all, our cultivation base is still shallow, and it will be harmful and useless to continue to stay. "

Qing Yu muttered: "It's not that you are behind the scenes, if only the original number one hundred and ten people let them do what they want, how could the world of mortals have the scale it is now."

Qinghe shook his head and said: "At that point, unless you slack off on purpose, the situation itself will push you forward step by step. You, little by little, can't help but get up."

For the first time, Tong Ziyi had the courage to ask for help, wanting more people, with the purpose of solving personal problems for those single young adults.

Qinghe couldn't give any reason to object. He recruited them to this remote place where there were no ghosts around. Of course he has to be satisfied, otherwise, how is his approach different from that of demons and heretics?

In this way, he gradually turned himself into a transportation captain, injecting "fresh blood" into this place every year.

"...Moreover, this is not a bad thing for us. We can complete the task faster, and they can take root here faster. The best of both worlds, why not do it?"

Just as he was talking, Qinghe suddenly said: "Tong Ziyi is here...do you say it or should I say it?"

Qing Yu stared and said: "Of course it's you who said it, why do you need to ask?"

While speaking, Tong Ziyi had already come close to the two of them, and Tong Ziyi respectfully greeted him, but Qing He didn't reply immediately, but looked at Tong Ziyi carefully, feeling his depression and uneasiness, and suddenly said: "It seems, You already know what I'm going to say?"

Tong Ziyi nodded lightly: "The two elders are leaving, right?"

Qing He nodded, "Since you already know, I won't say more about it, but before I leave, there are still a few things I want to tell you."

"First thing, after we leave, you must immediately arrange for someone to build a mourning hall near the reservoir."

"Ah? Xiuling Hall?"

Tong Ziyi looked up in astonishment, full of puzzlement.

Qing He said: "Because of our secret support in the past few years, although there are old people in the recruitment and screening, they are all physically strong and mentally sound people, plus some luck, no ordinary people have died in these few years, but this kind of thing , will eventually happen.”

This is an unpleasant topic, but it is the truth, Tong Ziyi can only nod slowly.

"Because this place goes deeper into the wilderness, and the miasma of death and filth are more abundant. When a person dies, the turbidity of his body will dissipate and remain, and he is most likely to be infiltrated by these filth, leading to various evil results, such as The body of the deceased undergoes a corpse change by itself, and it may also be taken advantage of by evil spirits and heretics to carry out vicious activities such as stealing corpses, digging graves, and refining corpses into soldiers."

Tong Ziyi's face turned pale, and Qinghe's simple words made him suddenly realize where he was. In the past, because of the presence of two immortals, he subconsciously ignored all of this even if he thought of it occasionally. Now, the two The Immortal Chief was about to leave, and a huge pressure suddenly pressed on him, and he felt as if he was about to suffocate.

Seeing him like this, Qinghe was convinced that his words were enough to make him unforgettable, and then said gently: "This is a small probability event, you don't need to be overly suspicious, and there is a very simple way to avoid all this happening. Build a mourning hall for mortuary bodies in the cleanest place where the deadly miasma and filth are hardest to reach, and stay there for seven days, until the turbidity of the body dissipates and becomes an empty body. There is no need to worry about a corpse change or being coveted by demons and heretics."

Tong Ziyi breathed a long sigh of relief, but still couldn't help but said, "The Lingtang Xiu is there, I really don't know what the surrounding residents think."

Qinghe said: "If everyone disagrees, then change the burial to cremation. After the death, the torch will be burned as soon as possible. It will be burned cleanly, and the hidden dangers will be smaller and more convenient."

Tong Ziyi waved his hands in fright: "I will definitely convince them."

"In the past few years, you have developed well. With the enclosed house as the boundary, the deadly miasma and filth within the range of [-] feet have been dissipated. Therefore, you don't have to worry too much when building houses for newcomers. many."

Having said that, there was an extra stack of paper in his hand, and he handed it to Tong Ziyi:

"This is silkworm paper. It is covered with fine silkworm eggs called green silkworm. I found it for you when I went to the Chiji camp to recruit new recruits. This silkworm is very common in other aspects, except for all kinds of wild silkworms. Strong reaction to filth... With this thing, you can detect the concentration of dead miasma and filth around you in the future. If the green silkworm stays in a certain area for a full night without dying, then ordinary people will not sleep in this area for a long time. What's the matter?"

Tong Ziyi was so excited that he held the stack of silkworm paper in his palms.

"You've been working hard on your internal skills these past few years. If you want to develop better here, you have to look up and look outside in the next step."

As he spoke, another carefully folded piece of brocade silk appeared in his hand, and he handed it to Tong Ziyi and said, "I also found this specially for you. The development camps south of Chiji City are basically included, and there are some others. Shanchuan Daze, I hope it will be helpful to your future development..."

Qingyu next to him was very speechless, and couldn't help saying: "Junior brother, since you can't let go, why don't you just stay and help them build together."

Qinghe just said: "It's almost there...there is only one thing left."

……

The next day, in the morning.

In the open space outside the enclosure, more than 800 ordinary people sat on the ground, whether they understood or not, they all hoped to burn Mr. Qinghe's words into their hearts with the most focused attitude.

The news that Qingyu Qinghe was about to leave, Tong Ziyi didn't dare to hide it at all, and he passed it on to everyone as soon as he knew it. It also makes them more aware of what this lecture means to them.

Time flies.

"Okay, my class is... over."

In the end, Qinghe personally put a successful end to this time of experience in the world of mortals.

But some people seem not to want him to draw the full stop too perfectly.

A voice suddenly resounded in the crowd: "Sir, you are not doing this well at all!"

Qinghe followed the sound, but it was that boy He Tiezhu. After hearing this, everyone sitting next to him avoided the plague god and looked at him like a lunatic, and turned the original He was an ordinary member in the crowd, and suddenly he was under the gaze of all eyes.

Chapter 24 Pioneering the War

Tong Ziyi, who was sitting in the front row, suddenly stood up, turned around and looked at He Tiezhu, who looked very dazzling due to the movement of the people around him, and shouted angrily: "Stupid Zhuzi, what the hell are you talking about!"

Since he moved here, he has never lost his composure in front of others, and all ordinary people are also quite surprised. However, thinking about He Tiezhu's life-and-death behavior just now, everyone understands, and even has a subtle guess. Perhaps it was Tong Ziyi's protection for He Tiezhu.

Tong Ziyi was about to dispose of He Tiezhu, but Qing He's voice had already reached his ears, and he was not angry when He Tiezhu accused him of being unreasonable, but instead asked with great interest: "What did I do that was unreasonable? "

Contrary to what ordinary people guessed, not only was he not displeased with He Tiezhu's sudden "disturbance", but he felt a kind of joy from the bottom of his heart. A teacher who has not been talked back by his students is incomplete in his education career.

Standing on this stage, he is a teacher, not a fairy head. What he wants to see is a group of students, not ordinary people who worship the fairy head. Before, he felt a little regretful that this full stop was not drawn after all. Fortunately, there will be He Tiezhu in the end.

Except for the newborn babies in the past few years, he personally selected and recruited every mortal here. As the only underage orphan selected, He Tiezhu held an unusual weight in his heart. It is also proving his vision.

At the very beginning, in order to quickly establish his prestige as a teacher, he used some "cheating" means, such as showing off his general teaching and deduced a brand-new health-preserving exercise, and the effect he achieved was naturally excellent. People all regard it as a great honor to be able to listen to their own lectures.

But gradually, he no longer directly served them this kind of "big meal" of finished products that can be seen at a glance, but some more basic knowledge that can help them really gain a foothold here on their own. It has also become more and more boring. Ordinary people naturally dare not have any opinions on this change, but there are very few who have really followed all the way to the present, and He Tiezhu is one of them.

He is silent and low-key, and almost never expresses himself in front of others. He does not have the spirituality of his sister Yao, nor is he as smart as Lele, but he has a heart that will fight to the end when facing a problem and never give up until it is solved.

Because a statement once again became the focus of attention, He Tiezhu was a little nervous, but he raised his head to face Mr. Qinghe's clear eyes, and couldn't express some thoughts in his heart.

"Sir, this settlement of ours is the forefront of this exploration into the wild, isn't it?"

"good."

"You told us that before each pioneering war starts, several lines will be confirmed. There are two most important lines. One is the line of stopping the front. Pushing the battle line forward, even the activities of the ancestors of the gods will stop here. The second line is the red dust line, and the migration of all ordinary people will stop here. These two lines, one is at the front and the other is at the end. , Between these two lines, there will be a further division of the stopping line for immortal elders of different strengths."

"Yes, you remember very well."

"Then, can you understand it in this way, the danger to ordinary people is becoming more and more dangerous as the line of mortals moves forward, and it is no longer suitable for ordinary people's activities?"

"That's true. The confirmation of the red dust line itself is to ensure the safety of ordinary people to the greatest extent while taking into account the development."

"Our settlement is far beyond the red dust line, right?"

"Yes, the nearest small settlement is a hundred miles behind you, and the nearest camp is three hundred miles behind you."

The two asked and answered, He Tiezhu's lips became tighter and tighter, but the smile in Qinghe's eyes became more and more obvious, as if admiring and encouraging.

And following the question and answer between the two, the ordinary people who understood the meaning gradually began to stir up a commotion.

"Sir, you and Fairy Qingyu are god-like figures, but you spent four years in vain with us untouchables, protecting us well, you must have a special mission on your shoulders, right?