Chapter Seventy-Six: A Drop in the Sea, Earth Termites

Jiang Yan's body trembled, touched his neck, and stopped talking. Ranwen

Qingyuzi was also startled when he heard this loud sound, then looked down at Ming Yijian, who was submerged in the dirt under his feet, sighed, put back his legs that were stopped in mid-air and wanted to step forward with his hands behind his back, flicked his sleeves in the direction of Jiang Yan, and stood there with his back to Jiang Yan.

Wen Qi glanced at this and that, or walked in front of herring roe, pulled herring roe's sleeve and shook it, so as to coax herring roe, herring roe made a reluctant gesture, half pushed, half pushed, several people borrowed a farm boat to row towards the embankment.

When he rowed to a distance of 100 steps from the embankment, Wen Qi's eyes narrowed, and the length of the original collapse was about 200 steps.

In Wen Qi's consciousness, the riverbed of the river should be lower than the ground, and when he saw the river for the first time, he was also very shocked, the riverbed was actually higher than the height of one person on the ground, and the east and west stretched, connecting the sky, like a galaxy in the night sky cutting through the sky, divided into two, natural scenery, ghostly workmanship.

A Chen autumn wind blows, cold and bleak, looking into the distance, the shallow water under the feet is separated by the long river of east and west, spanning about a thousand steps, and the opposite image is separated by the surging water, turning into a virtual shadow, drowning in the sky.

The water lapped the embankment, roaring and roaring, like a detained green dragon was irritable, ready to leap out of the water, rush into the sky, open its mouth to the earth, shake the dragon's head, despise the earth, exhale the burst of water, covering the earth.

The waves crashed against the embankment, sweeping away the sand on the inside, and the embankment trembled like an old man on crutches.

When rowing to more than ten steps away from the embankment, the rowing stopped, and the people who watched were terrified, and a big wave came out, looking up at the past, as if from the sky to the top of the head, covering all the scenery in front of them, only to see the dim water curtain, and the fierce water head gathered in the whole pupil. The ears were filled with the rumbling sound of water, like a bell, and like a low roar of anger, and nothing could be heard except that. Standing here, I realized the power of the natural soul, in front of it, everything is insignificant, insignificant is just a drop in the ocean, the earth termite.

Another fierce wave slapped over, crossed the embankment and crossed the water, higher than Zhangyu, and pounced from above, Fu Chun subconsciously blocked in front of Wen Qi and slapped the water.

Impacting Fu Chun's body, he took a step back, rubbing his back

to the tip of Wen Qi's nose in the back.

Wen Qi saw the water wave, his body was stiff and he couldn't move, he subconsciously closed his eyes and clenched his fists to meet this violent slap. After a breath, I smelled the faint scent of orchids and the smell of men, and wondered why the water had not come down yet? Slowly opened his eyes, and what greeted him was a dark man's costume and a solid back.

Yellow muddy water ran down Fu Chun's hair, dripping his clothes and dripping down from the hem. Wipe the yellow sand water from his face, shake it off, recover from his breath, and take a long breath.

Smoothed his hair upwards, touched a handful of yellow muddy water, and there was still sand on his face in his hair, and Fu Chun spit out something.

Turning his head, he subconsciously grabbed the sleeve of the person who was looking at him: "Didn't I shoot you?" ”

Wen Qi looked at Fu Chun in confusion, pulled his sleeve, and pointed to the clothes on Fu Chun's body: "I'm fine!" ”

Fu Chun embarrassedly let go of Wen Qi's sleeve, let out an "oh", and twisted the yellow muddy water on his clothes.

Wen Qi took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Fu Chun. Fu Chun looked at the handkerchief in front of him, remembered the fragrance of pear blossoms that had been under him, and there was a slight flush on his face, so he took the handkerchief, turned his face sideways, and wiped the sewage and sand on his head.

The other two also babbled, and a gust of wind swept by, and the boatman shouted, "Turn around?" ”

The wind howled, and the waters of the great river danced wildly, with teeth and claws, as if mocking the insignificant human beings.

Everyone could not hear what the boatman said, and they could only hear the sound of the wind blowing in their ears, and the roar of the waves.

Water slowly seeped out of the newly blocked muddy dike, drowning in the muddy water outside the dike, silently.

Fu Chun pointed to the boatman in the direction of coming back and signaled to go back.

After a few people went back, they came to the living room, Fu Chun sat in the main seat, Jiang Yan still sat in the first seat on the left, herring roe sat on the first seat on the right, and Wen Qi sat on the bottom of herring roe.

Fu Chun asked herring roe directly: "After Mr. has seen it, what is his opinion?" ”

Qingyuzi looked at Jiang Yan and looked as a matter of course: "Go find a map of this area."

! ”

Jiang Yan glared: "Is this the attitude that a white body should have?" Less come and order me. ”

The big head twisted to one side, made a nasal sound, and put his hand on his stomach: "A flood, what do you do with the map?" I haven't seen you for a few years, and I'm still such a stinky appearance of pointing fingers and respecting me, thinking who I am, who is this to manipulate, and don't use these words to oppress people! ”

Qingyuzi pointed at Jiang Yan's nose and said slowly: "You can submit your resignation now, it's best not to let me see you after tomorrow, and when you go back, Nephrite will go to admire the picture of the maid!" His voice was tepid just now, but suddenly his voice changed, he stood up, pointed in the direction where Jiang Yan was sitting, and lowered his voice and roared at Jiang Yan: "Get out of here!" ”。 This seems to be on the territory of the Jiang people! But when herring roe said cruel things, it was so natural.

Jiang Yan was shocked by this roar, his body was shocked, he reacted, stood up, and patted the armrest of his seat: "You, you, you are the one who should get out....."

Fu Chun slapped the long sword in his waist on the table.

Jiang Yan looked at the long sword, sat down, stroked the hem of his front coat, snorted coldly in his mouth, turned his head, and didn't look at the nasty ghost.

Qingyuzi looked at the long sword, his eyes were complicated, his hands tightened, and then loosened, glanced at him, and did not look at Jiang Yan.

Fu Chun said to herring roe: "Do you have to use a map?" ”

The herring roe straightened his posture and looked solemn: "This water control is not a one-day or two-day work, if we want to manage it well, we have to think of a perfect charter, and this perfection is inseparable from the necessary information of the map."

Ranging, marking specific location, pre-budget, materials, materials. How can you do it without a map, do you imagine it out of thin air? Isn't that child's play!

There is also how to divert the tributaries, where to divert them, where to drain them, there is no map, that is, it is a wild and blind reclamation!

In short, there is no map, these are empty words, and they are not as loud as a fart. ”

Fu Chun nodded and frowned again.

Jiang Yan sneered, turned his head and said to Qingyuro: "Lao Shi, I didn't say you, you are also an official, don't you know that this map is not just for anyone, and you have to go through your brain if you want anything, who are you deliberately embarrassing?" ”