The matter of the luck dragon in Osan County has been over for the time being.

But there are many secrets hidden in it.

These secrets are extremely scary, and even a little thought about them makes people's hairs stand on end.

Especially after getting that memory fragment, it made Li Changan feel a chill in his back.

It's as if there is a terrible pair of masterminds behind the scenes, controlling everything.

Even the luck Jiaolong and the three-rank Great Confucian are all chess pieces in his hands.

Twelve years ago, in the third year of Shengchang, the three-rank Confucian who killed all the soldiers in the city actually came to Wushan County.

I don't know what method was used, and he began a long time of fusion with the luck dragon.

Since then, the three counties of Osan County have been sacrificing for a full twelve years.

But there are many contradictions in it, which make Li Changan puzzled.

His father and brother were obviously killed in Juyong City seven years ago.

There is a difference of five years.

According to such a timeline, it simply doesn't make sense.

Could it be that a person can be divided into two people and appear in the south of the sky and the north of the earth at the same time?

Li Changan shook his head, his eyes full of contemplation,

"If the owner of that voice is trying to snatch the luck of the dragon."

"Those killers who were planted Gu, whose handiwork were they?"

"Or are these killers also the mastermind behind them?"

"It's even possible that these killers were sent twelve years ago."

"Otherwise, why can these guys lay out such a formation to help the Qi Luck Jiaolong transform?"

Li Changan put away the Hengyue knife and looked at the window in front of him.

"The formation is the formation of the demon clan, and there are so many top-level demon pills, is it the demon clan?"

"Secretly controlled those killers, and even controlled a three-rank Confucian?"

"If you say that, will there be a second or even a third controlled Sanpin Confucian within the Great Jin?"

Li Changan's heart suddenly chuckled.

A huge pressure like Mount Tai suddenly pressed on my heart.

This assumption, just thinking about it, makes people's hearts tremble and shudder.

If even the Sanpin Great Confucian is just a chess piece, and it may even be a chess piece of the demon clan, then how much can Dajin survive?

"Or ...... It's not the demon clan, but a strong man within the Great Jin? ”

Li Changan could not be sure, nor could he verify it.

For himself, Sanpin Daru is already an existence that is difficult to touch.

What's more, even the Sanpin Great Confucian has to become the pawn of the mastermind behind the scenes, if he touches it now, wouldn't he hit the stone with an egg?

It's just that......

This secret, he had to touch!

Because the three-grade Confucian who fused the Qi Luck Jiaolong, I don't know what method he used, seven years ago, he slaughtered the entire Juyong City with his own hands!

It's his enemy!

He must find out and avenge his father and brother!

In Jiang Ayayan's dream, there were as many as forty-nine cities that were slaughtered, and there was the last one for sacrifice...... Shake the Light City ......"

Li Changan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sighed,

"Control the three products...... Massacre ...... Sacrifice...... There is also a lucky dragon...... Mysterious Witch Killer ......"

"The breaking point here, the only ones that can be touched are those cities that were slaughtered in Jiang Ayayan's dream......"

“……”

"Someday, I'll pull you out with my own hands!"

At this moment, a hurried knock sounded at the door,

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Li Chang'an opened his eyes when he landed, "Come in." ”

Zeng Shicai pushed open the door and said urgently, "Your Excellency, ......"

"What?" Li Changan looked at Zeng Shicai and asked in surprise.

"I heard my father say that the queen wants you to solve the matter of the return of Wenchang Monument?" Zeng Shicai's voice was a little hurried.

He had just heard the news and rushed over immediately.

The Wenchang Monument is in place, and even the five third-grade Confucians can't solve it, and now they are naming and asking adults to solve this matter, isn't this obviously making people carry the black pot?

Li Changan smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay, didn't the queen give time?" ”

"It will take at least a year or even a few years for the disaster relief in the south to end, and we will finally be able to think of a way."

"But if this matter can't be solved, the credit for the hardships of the adults in the south for disaster relief can be ......," Zeng Shicai hurriedly said.

Li Changan signaled Zeng Shicai to calm down, "The most important thing at the moment now is to solve the flood in Wushan County." ”

"Only by solving the flood problem can the three southern governments really arrange the disaster relief matters properly."

"Now that the luck Jiaolong has been suppressed, although the people's hearts have not yet been attached, and the Wenchang Monument cannot be returned, at least it has no impact on disaster relief and water control."

"Immediately send people from the Ministry of Industry to the three counties of Osan County."

Zeng Shicai could only temporarily suppress the worry in his heart and asked,

"My lord, are we going to reorganize the river according to the previous method in Wushan County, or will we divert some of the Yanshui into the reservoir in Dashan?"

"The river will be combed and the reservoir will be built, but this time, I want to cure the flooding in the three southern provinces as much as possible." Li Changan took out the map of Wushan County,

"Yanshui enters Wanchuan Province, and then divides into three main waterways, which flow through the three counties respectively."

As he spoke, he drew a few lines with his pen on the map,

"I'm going to build a dam where the swallow water flows."

"With this dam, water can be stored in the flood season and released in the dry season, and as long as the dam does not go wrong, the three southern provinces will no longer have to worry about flooding."

Zeng Shicai's eyes widened in surprise by Li Changan's plan, and he stumbled even to speak.

"This, this...... My lord, the dam that cuts off the swallow water...... This is a big fortification that we have never done in Dajin! ”

He looked at a few simple black lines on the map.

My heart couldn't help but beat violently.

Just thinking about this amazing dam construction in my mind made my body tremble.

Such a shocking dam construction is really unheard of.

In the 800 years since the founding of the Great Jin Dynasty, I have never heard of such a big fortification.

"Great, sir...... Can such a dam really be built? ”

"It's several times more difficult than moving a few mountains."

"According to the adult's imagination, wouldn't such a dam have to connect several mountains?"

"And you have to be able to use manpower to control the opening and closing of the gates......"

"Isn't that an exaggeration?"

Zeng Shicai thinks that after more than half a year of training, what he has learned in the past can be gradually integrated.

But today, Li Changan has only a few strokes, but he has smashed the inherent experience he has formed in his mind.

Change the appearance of the earth with manpower, and even use the power of ordinary people to turn the advantages of time and place into their own use.

Is such an idea something that a normal person can come up with?

Li Changan got up, patted Zeng Shicai's shoulder, and said solemnly,

"Therefore, this matter must be coordinated by the Southern Patrol Town Governor, and even a million laborers must be mobilized to have a chance to be done."

"But once it's done, it's a monument that no one can erase!"

"This dam is in one day, and the merits of you and me will be remembered by the world for one day."

"Go and gather all the people, and send officials from the Ministry of Engineering to investigate on the spot first."

"Let's see if we can build a dam to stop the water here!"

Zeng Shicai's breath trembled at the thought of building such a magnificent dam.

He nodded earnestly, "I'll arrange it right away." ”

After speaking, Zeng Shicai hurriedly left to gather people.

Li Changan looked at the Kanyu map on the table again, and muttered,

"In this era, although there are no large-scale equipment, there are grammar and martial arts, and there should be ways to ......"

"In case ordinary people can't do it, the ability of the Sanpin Great Confucian to move mountains and reclaim the sea is much stronger than large equipment......"

"The Three Gorges Dam of this era is not without hope......

"It's a pity, you can't have another hydroelectric power or something, that thing doesn't fit."

"No matter how strong the technology is, it is not as practical as the cultivation and improvement of the human race itself."

"As soon as the three products of Confucianism come out, all science and technology will be wasted, and nuclear weapons will be useless when they come......"

After a moment of silence, Li Changan took out a thousand-mile transmission note and contacted the other twelve pacification envoys.

The construction of such a dam can only be completed with the efforts of the entire Southern Patrol Town.

At times like this, it doesn't work alone.