Feng Qianguang stayed for a moment before he finally digested this big surprise, and he blinked, "You...... Are you really? Can I really soar?"

Jing Hong couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Xiao Feng, aren't you usually quite smart? Why are you stupid and stupid at this time? The immortal path is sinister, how can I guarantee that you can successfully ascend to such a thing? I just said that you have this kind of qualification." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Jing Hong's attitude did not affect Feng Qianguang's good mood in the slightest, and a pure and clean smile rarely appeared on his always evil and charming face, "I just need to know that I have qualifications!

Jing Hong clapped his little hands appreciatively, "Oh - it's very imposing." Not bad, not bad. ”

Seeing her attitude towards children, Feng Qianguang couldn't help but feel depressed again.

This girl, obviously she is only three pieces of tofu tall, but she always likes to treat him, an adult in his twenties, as a child, and he is really angry.

But now he is just a standard ordinary person, and this girl can't resist even if he just moves his little finger.

Holding the milky white jade slip engraved with the immortal cultivation law, Feng Qianguang secretly swore - one day, he must make this girl look good!

Yun Qi shook his head secretly, their family is the most speechless about this, obviously she is the most protective at the critical moment, but she usually likes to play tricks on her own people.

Seeing Feng Qianguang's expression of being obviously unconvinced but having to hold back, Jing Hong smiled secretly in his heart, but asked with a serious face: "By the way, Xiaofeng, do you want to go out with us?"

Feng Qianguang shook his head, "If I go out now, I will only be chased and killed, so it is better to stay here and cultivate with peace of mind." And now that Qinzhou is in an eventful season, I won't go out to cause trouble for you. ”

Jing Hong nodded, "It's okay." ”

After that, the three of them joined Murong Qinghua and Duanmu Ziling in disaster relief.

According to the previous division of labor, Jinghong was responsible for the overall planning in the center, and all the money, food, and medicinal materials spent every day were transferred and distributed by her; Yu Ling was responsible for leading the medical team temporarily formed by the doctors in the city to diagnose and treat the wounded and boil the decoction to avoid casualties as much as possible; Yun Qi was responsible for maintaining law and order, and led the soldiers to patrol back and forth inside and outside Mingxiang City every day; Duanmu Ziling was responsible for communicating with the major families in Mingxiang City, and making overall arrangements for them to open sheds and give porridge in various parts of Mingxiang City; Murong Qinghua was responsible for keeping the people in good spirits and Healthy women were gathered together to do light manual work such as cooking, boiling medicine, laundry, collecting firewood, and distributing goods, while the three butlers of the lord's palace took the young men of the disaster victims around to save people, while also collecting and incinerating the corpses.

Of course, the work of the victims is not unpaid.

In addition to food and lodging, all young and middle-aged men who participated in the labor were rewarded with three catties of grain or fifty copper coins every day, and the women's remuneration was paid according to their respective workload and labor intensity.

The reason for this is to make them work harder and so that they can start a new life after the catastrophe is over.

Such days lasted for more than a month, and the sky in Qinzhou finally began to clear gradually.

Seeing the sun, the victims were both happy and sad, happy that they had finally survived the catastrophe, and sad about the tragic situation of displacement and broken families.

Murong Qinghua and the others didn't even dare to slow down, the torrential rain stopped and the flood receded, but nearly half of the people in Qinzhou were still stranded in Mingxiang City.

Entrusting the affairs in his hands to Duanmu Ziling, Murong Qinghua personally led the people to start building dikes and dredging canals, and Jinghong, who stayed in the mansion, began to concentrate on giving birth to various plant seedlings.

I have to say that this is really a hard work that is both hard and laborious, but except for Jinghong, no one else can do it. Therefore, no matter how distressed Yu Ling was, he could only watch Jing Hong exhaust his spiritual power again and again for those tender green seedlings.

Fortunately, the aura is strong in the small world of Jinghong, and it is not difficult for her to recover her original state, otherwise she will die of exhaustion, and she is afraid that she will not be able to give birth to enough plant seedlings for hundreds of thousands of people to cultivate in a short period of time.

When the last batch of seedlings was sent out, Yu Ling helped Jinghong back to her small world with tears in her eyes, "Sister, leave the rest to us, you are not allowed to be reckless." ”

A shallow smile appeared on Jinghong's tired little face, "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

Only then did Yu Ling put his mind at ease.

Jing Hong didn't rush to cultivate and recover her spiritual power this time, because she felt that her fatigue was not only physical, but also mental, so she chose to sleep.

She has already done everything she can, but she is not in charge of distributing seedlings by village, allowing people to plant urgently on usable land, reducing taxes, and helping families with only the elderly, weak, women and children in their families to rebuild their houses.

She believes that her grandmother and uncle will do a good job of cleaning up the aftermath.

After another three months, the lives of the people of Qinzhou finally settled down again, and the land of Qinzhou was full of vitality again.

The only difference from before is that after this catastrophe, the Qinzhou Lord's Mansion has gradually changed from a high-ranking and feared ruler to a great backer and benefactor trusted and appreciated by the people, and even many people have set up portraits of Murong Qinghua and others in their homes to worship every day.

When he saw this kind of battle for the first time, the three souls and seven spirits of Duanmu Ziling were directly scared, but when he ran home in a panic to discuss countermeasures with Jinghong, Jinghong had a calm expression, "It's okay, this is a good thing." ”

When Duanmu Ziling heard this, he immediately pestered her to ask what was going on, and he was helpless, so he had to tell him in detail about the benefits of someone's faith.

After Duanmu Ziling listened, his eyes became strange when he looked at her.

Jinghong thought that he had some doubts, but after the child was spitting for a while, he actually asked a question that made her collapse, "Jinghong, you shouldn't have worked so hard to help the victims of the disaster just to make others believe, right?"

Jing Hong tilted his head innocently and looked at Duanmu Ziling, "Can't you?"

As soon as these words came out, the noble and glorious image in Duanmu Ziling's mind suddenly "clicked" and shattered into slag.

Seeing his depressed and disappointed expression, Jing Hong couldn't help but be a little amused.

Isn't it natural for them to be paid a little for their hard work, and the people have nothing to lose when they worship them.

Besides, she has never flaunted that she is compassionate, compassionate, and world-minded, what is this child disappointed?