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Xiaoshi is just a child, he is unreliable, Zijian asked him to find Zi Baifeng, he went to find Zi Baifeng, and he didn't even leave a letter in the village.

But the abnormality of the Zijia family was still discovered.

The team that went into the mountains to find jade came back, and everyone habitually stopped at the door of Zi's house, distributing prey, discussing the harvest, and discussing the plan after discussion.

"The villagers are stupid and don't bother to kill them. Fei Mazi sneered, it was a clarification for himself, and he was threatening, he glanced at it, just like the one he saw when he fell to the thousand mountains, and after a glance, whether it was a pillar or Erhei, his legs were uncontrollably weak and he knelt on the ground.

"Your mother, I'll fight with you!" Just kneeling, the pillar instantly broke free from the shock of the non-mako, and he roared angrily and was about to rush forward.

"Pillar, go quickly! he is an evil Taoist who came down from Bird and Mouse Mountain!" Zijian only had time to explain this sentence, but this sentence was enough.

Erhei hugged the pillar from behind, and the pillar rushed up in anger, afraid that he was going to harm Zijian and Yan Wu.

"If you dare to hurt my brother, even if I go up the mountain and down to the sea, I will kill you!" The strong temper of the pillar, where is it easy to retreat? On that day, when the robber slashed him, he dared to kill the robber's den with a bow alone, a master who never suffered the slightest loss.

As soon as the sleeve robe was unfurled, a strong wind flew out, and the door was closed again, and Fei Mako listened to the cursing outside and was silent. Lower your eyelids, look at your nose and your nose, and practice diligently.

His state of mind has been broken, and if he wants to re-establish his Dao heart, he must work ten times harder than before.

And all the insults in his ears, he only regarded them as the tempering of his Dao heart, the tempering of his own cultivation, turning a deaf ear to it, and cultivating wholeheartedly.

He must be ready to come back at any time, and maybe the Luoqian Mountain who doesn't know if he is dead or not.

If these two people cooperate together, it is really terrifying, even if he has Zijian and Yan Wu as hostages in his hands, he is not completely sure, so he must work hard, and work hard.

The enemy, who could only be trampled by himself like an ant under his feet, suddenly became an opponent that he had to deal with wholeheartedly, and even if he couldn't deal with it wholeheartedly, this contrast made Fei Mazi extremely unaccustomed, and he suddenly understood how Chu Zi Baifeng and others felt in front of him.

It's just that he has the strength to far surpass the other party, but he is still defeated, he asks himself if he is wronged, if he does it again, he will never give the other party this opportunity.

Absolutely not!

Zijian was tied to the bed, listening to the sound of scolding from outside the door, it was not only Zhuzi and Erhei who were scolding, but other villagers were also scolding, if it weren't for some sanity, they would probably rush in desperately.

For whom is this practice of disregarding one's own safety? For oneself?

No, it's for my son. It is for their respect, love, and brings them a new life, a different life.

At that moment, Zijian was mentally prepared.

Even if he died, he couldn't affect his son.

He looked at Yan Wu on the other side, Yan Wu looked at him and showed a smile to him, her eyes were as firm as Zi Jian, without the slightest hesitation.

The two of them already had the same thoughts, and at that moment, they only felt that there was no longer such a close distance between them.

Yan Wu suddenly closed his eyes, squinted his eyes and glanced at Fei Jianzi, seeing that Fei Jianzi lowered his eyes and didn't seem to see anything, so he leaned in gently.

Zijian's eyes widened suddenly, and his lips were hot, soft, and fragrant.

It's the smell of egg soup that dripped with sesame oil yesterday.

In the next second, Zijian forgot everything.

A dry firewood, a fire, but the two people who never dared to get together, suddenly ignited a blazing spark, between life and death, at a critical moment, it is difficult to extinguish.

"What are you all doing there!" said outside the gate.

Yan Lao Wu angrily interrupted the person who was about to say something, he shook his head at everyone, made a secret look, and beckoned: "Have you been idle and have nothing to do?

Yan Lao Wu is back.

Hearing Yan Lao Wu's voice, Zi Jian's heart was suddenly shocked, and he was happy again.

He knew that Zi Baifeng was going with Yan Lao Wu, and listening to Yan Lao Wu's words, it seemed that he had already known what happened to Lu Dao, did that mean that Zi Baifeng also knew what happened to Lu Dao?

What he was most worried about was that Zi Baifeng was desperate and recklessly came to save him.

But now he finds that his son is really different from before.

After the lingering, Zijian and Yan Wu glanced at each other, and they both saw the relief in each other's eyes.

"But the fifth master ......" what else the pillar wanted to say.

"Nothing. Yan Lao Wu glared at him and said, "This kind of jumping clown, Xiucai Ye will deal with it himself, haven't you forgotten the task assigned by Xiucai Ye before leaving." I know that if I'm not there, you'll be lazy!"

After Yan Lao Wu sent Zi Baifeng and the others away, he immediately rushed back.

He left the little stone in Yan Village, and told them to take good care of the little stone. Then he asked Yan Erdao to guard the official road of Mengcheng, not to let the villagers go to Mengcheng, so he set off alone, crossed the mountains and forests, and returned to Xiayan Village from Yan Village.

Even if he was old and strong, he couldn't hold up such hard work, but he didn't want to wait like this.

In the past, he didn't know the true face of the so-called immortals, but now he knows the Dao.

As long as he remembered that he had helped the immortals lead the way, and that he had been an accomplice of the immortals, his face was hot and painful, as if he had been slapped more than a dozen times by someone anyway.

He was unwilling, and he didn't want to stop there, he definitely didn't want to bow to the immortals again.

What about the immortals? Xiayan Village will definitely not be defeated, let alone defeated.

And after returning from Yan Village, he felt a little more deeply.

Xiayan Village is different, Xiayan Village has blessed stars, blessings, and blessings, so the villagers of Xiayan Village can live so well.

Therefore, no matter when, no matter what, the development of Xiayan Village cannot be delayed.

The autumn harvest is almost over, and most of the others have been harvested, except for some late-maturing crops that are still in the field.

It was an unbelievably good harvest year, and every household's food hoards were almost full. However, the people who went to sell grain in the village said that the grain in the city was more expensive than forty percent, because the output of other places had been greatly reduced this year.

And because of this, they cherish this hard-won harvest even more, so a few days ago, he took the initiative to come to Zi Baifeng to discuss the construction of water wheels and cylinder cars that Zi Baifeng once said.

After the harvest, the fertility of the land was weakened, and the mountain fields were already weak, so they had to store water twice for irrigation after the autumn harvest and before spring sowing.

In these days, the villagers who had finished harvesting the crops in the field set out with their whole families to dig ditches and build wooden frames on the mountain, while Zijian and Erhei also prepared wood early and made simple wheel frames.

Just like the construction of the hydraulic mill at the beginning, everyone was full of expectations for the design of the cylinder car, which was also written by Zibaifeng, and Erhei built the timber that had been prepared for a long time to form a huge wheel, and then fixed a thick bamboo tube on the wheel, and seven or eight big men went down to the water, and not far above the hydraulic mill, a large wheel was fixed in the stream.

The stream rotates, driving the water wheel, and at the same time filling the bamboo tube with water, which turns to the top of the huge wheel, and then pours out of its own accord and pours it into a bamboo trough that has been built with bamboo long ago.

The clear water flowed happily along the bamboo trough, and the children of the village ran along the rushing trickle, laughing loudly, and the villagers stood on tiptoe one by one, opened their mouths wide, and watched the water representing vitality flow down the bamboo tube for a distance of hundreds of meters, into a dug ditch, and then down the ditch into the fields, moistening the barren mountain fields.

Although the sound of the rushing water is monotonous, it is full of a strange sense of rhythm.

What is it?

That's hope!

An indescribable sense of happiness gripped their hearts.

From this day on, there will be no more hard work to carry water for irrigation!

"Don't be in a daze! Hurry up and get to work! There's only one, and there are four more!" Yan Lao Wu scolded everyone loudly.

In addition to this one tube car, there are four other tube cars.

The largest cylinder is several feet high, and each piece of wood is taken from the towering trees in the mountains, otherwise it is not long enough and not tough enough. The spokes of the cylinder car are staggered, and it is extremely heavy, and if it is not for the stream to arrive here, the water flow becomes extremely turbulent, otherwise it will definitely not be able to carry it.

The next four shrank down in turn, and the smallest one was only more than one person tall.

The second cylinder car was built in the bamboo trough where the water poured down, part of the water flow pushed this cylinder car, and part of the water flow was loaded into the cylinder by the cylinder car, the water flow was divided in half, and it was raised more than two zhang again, and poured into another group of bamboo troughs, extending to another mountain field 100 meters away.

This is the case with the mountain fields, the terrain is uneven, and it cannot be gathered in one place, because the utilization rate is not high, it is not a terraced field, and it is not possible to start centralized irrigation from a high place, so it is necessary to use this kind of irrigation method of high-altitude bridges.

Fei Mako stood on the roof of Zi's house, her mouth slightly open, and she looked at everything in front of her in amazement.

The sink composed of bamboo tubes is like a winding dragon, like a sword out of the sheath, and like a smooth meridian, the lines, the color, are so wonderful. And the several wheels driven by the water flow, while storing water, while spitting water, half of the water is there, half of the water is not, just like the Yin and Yang Taiji that keeps rotating, endless, non-stop.