Xu Shenzhu followed Shuofeng and the large army, and a group of people also began to march towards the factory deep in the forest.

Shuofeng trotted towards the factory, and the soldiers behind him hurriedly followed.

"Brother Shuofeng, what is the origin of Pengmi?"

Xu Shen decided to take three steps and two steps, catching up with Shuofeng, trying to figure out what was going on.

"It's a long story, this starts with the Wind Valley Cloud Island fifteen years ago......"

Cloud Island in the Valley of the Wind fifteen years ago.

There are houses in front and back of the house, there are flowers and trees in the courtyard, and the smoke curls not far away, and the sound of chickens and dogs barking is heard. In the summer, the wind and dew are clear, and the five more mountain houses are crowing a rooster.

Although everyone says that they are not rich and rich, they are at least self-sufficient.

One day, when everyone was working hard and working in the fields, a huge black shadow floated by.

Looking up, under the blue sky, there was a big black bird, flying towards the Wind Castle where the wind god was located.

Soon after, the wind god who has been pursuing the peace of the country and the people, next door is no longer only standing in the panda saint fairy Qushui, but there is also a black wind envoy named Pengmi.

The Black Wind Envoy made the entire Wind Valley Cloud Island no longer closed off from the country, and began to have some trade with other countries one after another.

Peng Mi will help Wind Valley Cloud Island to transport some tulips, wheat and other crops produced by everyone, and then exchange some more advanced equipment and instruments home, and sometimes bring back some gold, silver and jewelry.

Gradually, everyone's living standards began to gradually improve, and things that had never been seen or thought of before were slowly appearing in front of everyone's eyes.

When children see dolls and good-looking warrior models, they will also start clamoring for them.

There are more and more things that people have, and more and more things to see, but it seems that the pressure is also increasing, and it is becoming more and more difficult to satisfy.

One day, the Black Wind Envoy received a business from the outside and asked Fengshen if he was willing to set up a factory in Wind Valley Cloud Island to make a poisonous smoke bomb called Ice Thin, and many countries were willing to pay a lot of money to purchase, especially the two leading countries, and they were also willing to fund and help Wind Valley Cloud Island set up the entire construction factory, and distribute a large number of living materials and money to the islanders of the entire Wind Valley Cloud Island in advance.

Many things and toys that people never dared to have before suddenly seemed to be readily available with just a nod of their heads.

The Wind God hesitated, because the Immortal was strongly opposed, believing that this would destroy the foundation of the entire Wind Valley Cloud Island, and in the long run, it would also be a disaster for the country and the people.

However, the Black Wind Envoy tried his best to persuade him, believing that this was actually a multi-pronged victory, which could promote the development of the civilization process of Wind Valley Cloud Island, and also allow the people to no longer need to work in the fields under the scorching sun.

The wind god thought twice, on the one hand, he helped to assist himself to bless the islanders of Wind Valley Cloud Island for many years Anyang is safe, no disease, no pain, no disaster, and is regarded as the living Bodhisattva of Wind Valley Cloud Island, and the saint immortal who has high merit and the master.

On the one hand, since coming to Wind Valley Cloud Island, the black wind envoy who has been conscientious, going out early and returning late every day, helping Wind Valley Cloud Island get rid of poverty and become rich, has also begun to be more and more loved by the people.

In the end, Fengshen decided to let the entire islanders of Wind Valley Cloud Island referendum, and bear the historical responsibility and price of making the choice together.

On that day, the Black Wind Envoy and the Holy Immortal took turns speaking on the stage for several rounds, fighting with each other.

Originally, most people, out of the worship of the saints all along, and have been instilled in them since childhood, are overwhelmingly supportive of the saints.

At the time of the referendum, he overwhelmingly supported Qushui, and lucid waters and lush mountains are invaluable assets.

Originally, the Saint Immortal breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Wind Valley Cloud Island had been saved.

However, at the last moment, the black wind made Pengmi take a child to the stage, and the child was ignorant and innocent.

Holding a doll in his left hand and a small grass in his right hand, Pengmi asked the child.

"Little sister, do you like dolls, or do you like grass?"

The child didn't think about it, grinned and began to laugh, stretched out his hand towards the doll, and blurted out.

"I want a doll!"

"But, Auntie doesn't have the money to buy it for you."

Pengmi lowered his head in feigned sadness and chagrin.

"Auntie only has one doll, given to you, and the other children are gone."

Then Pengmi turned around and shouted at all the children in the audience.

"Who else wants a doll?"

Almost all the children in the audience raised their hands in unison.

Pengmi tore the doll on stage in front of everyone, and the children in the audience began to cry one after another.

"I asked, as parents in the audience, who can afford to buy a doll for their children?"

All the parents in the audience watched their children cry sadly, frantically shaking and pestering their parents for dolls.

They all lowered their heads and stopped making a sound.

"If a child's simple wish cannot be satisfied, what is the point of living a long life? Tormenting in this miserable, miserable, impoverished world? ”

Pengmi's sentences were loud.

All the islanders who originally supported Shengxian put down their hands and chose to abstain from voting at this moment.

The Saint Immortal couldn't believe that the islanders would finally adopt an outsider's proposal, and still didn't give up, trying to persuade him frantically.

"Everyone be sober, children are not sensible!"

Amid the increasingly loud cries of the children, most parents began to choose silence.

Peng Mi once again invited a lame old man with rheumatism to the stage.

"This old man, for the children and grandchildren of Wind Valley Cloud Island, works hard every day, gets up early and greedy for darkness, wears stars and moons, what does he get in the end?"

Peng Mi tried his best to persuade the middle-aged parents in the audience, especially the middle-aged people who were old and young.

"This old man, and the thousands of old people in the audience, are your parents, they have worked all their lives for you, and in the end they can only wait for death to come in their illness? Don't you want to give your parents a peaceful and peaceful old age? ”

The old man who was pulled onto the stage waved his hands frantically, trying hard to go down the stage, and said to the people in the audience.

"It's okay, alas, where is there hope for my old man's life, it's good if you are happy, children, you can live a long life, be happy and healthy, and we will be happy as parents."

The old man's words not only did not make the silent people in the audience raise their hands to support the saint immortal again.

Most of the middle-aged people cried at this moment, and they raised their hands and began to support the Black Wind Envoy one-sidedly.

"The raven feeds back, the lamb kneels to suckle, and the animal is the same, and the man is the same. I'm sorry, Saint! ”

"I'm sorry, Saint Immortal!"

The islanders in the audience have defected.

In the end, the result of the referendum was that the Black Wind made Pengmi's proposal supported and passed.