"The king asked me... to clean up. Bah, bah, these damn loaches are driving me crazy by shouting slogans every day!" Outside Qiuping's temple, a red-shell crab held a scraper in its right claw. , feebly cleaning the moss on the floor and walls.
Since this crab is really not suitable for digging holes, the loaches no longer want to take him with them when they go out to drill holes.
But there were no idle fish in the ancient well, so Qiu Yi arranged for him to clean the temple.
"Whenever, young master, I succeed in my practice, I will make these loaches slaves and work for me every day. Especially the leader, let him wipe my butt and carry the urinal." The crab used a shovel. He picked up a piece of moss on the ground and thought viciously in his heart.
"By the way, that big loach doesn't know what to do in the temple every day. He's not bored either... Hey, why didn't the door close today?"
Crab walked to the gate of the temple and was about to scrape the gate as usual, but when he saw that the gate was ajar, curiosity suddenly arose in his heart.
He lay quietly in front of the door and looked in through the crack of the half-open door.
In his sight, the temple floor was filled with various spiritual minerals and elixirs, and a huge flag was flying among the piles of spiritual minerals.
It was strange that there was no one around.
"Hahaha, Sea-Flowing Flag, my Sea-Flowing Flag!" Crab rushed over sideways, hugging his own Sea-Flowing Flag, touching and kissing it.
"Little loach, no matter how cunning you are, there will always be times when you relax. These spiritual minerals and elixirs all belong to me!" He held up the ores on the ground, and his face hidden in the shadows revealed a sinister look. .
"Oh, there is another skill here. Let me see... it turns out... it is the "Guilong Manual" that can only be practiced by the True Dragon Clan of the East China Sea. Okay, okay, I heard that there is a trace of dragon blood in my blood. As long as the skill is practiced... Nine turns, it may not be possible to become the first true dragon of my crab clan." He turned over a pile of ore, but found a technique underneath, and his eyes almost popped out.
"With these resources and this technique, I am going to rise up!" Crab felt endless pride in his heart, feeling that he was the son of the great road and that his future would be smooth.
"Hey, hey, you stinky loach, just wait, letting Grandpa Crab sweep the floor and dig holes is the way to death..." He held the Sea-Returning Flag with one pair of pliers and the "Guilong Manual" with another pair of pliers, his face There were bursts of sneers on his face.
He was smiling when suddenly his body shook uncontrollably.
"Hey, is this an earthquake? ... No, run!" He felt the shaking becoming more and more violent, and everything around him began to break. Occasionally, the shadow of a nasty loach could be seen in the broken scene. .
"Hey, wake up, what are you daydreaming about in broad daylight?" Crab shook his head vigorously, only to find a tall and ugly fishman standing in front of him, and it was none other than Qiu Yi.
But at this moment, he was still lying at the door of the temple, holding the shovel with one pliers and the dustpan with the other, with a silly smile on his face.
"Where is my Sea-Flowing Flag? Where is my "Guilong Manual"?" He looked at his pair of pincers blankly, where did the opportunity he just got go?
"You return my flag, you return my skills, I will fight with you!" Crab was furious and wanted to fight Qiu Yi, but was slapped to the ground.
"Wow..." Crab sat on the ground in a daze and cried loudly. The shrill voice made the listener sad and the listener shed tears.
Qiu Yi looked at his hands blankly. He didn't use any force. Why was this baby crying so loudly?
As for Qiu Ping, the initiator of all this, the lunar eclipse in his eyes slowly dissipated, and the smile on the crab's face successfully transferred to his face.
Not bad, not bad. It is indeed a magical power passed down from his ancestor. It can not only increase his mental strength, but also has a very powerful hallucinogenic ability. This is a great supplement to his strength.
Everything the red-shell crab saw just now was just an illusion caused by Qiu Ping's magical power of "Tian Hai Moon Eclipse Curse".
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"Hoo ho ho."
Qiu Ping flew up in the air, and as he opened his mouth, a large amount of water vapor settled into the depths of the earth. The humidity in the entire Huang'ao Village was maintained at a very low level.
After entering the realm of [Ancestral Aperture], his strength skyrocketed, and his Taoism was almost three hundred years old.
In this way, he can regulate the water energy more easily.
What used to take three or four hours can now be done in one hour.
The sunshine in late autumn and early winter is not bright, but it has a warm, marshmallow-like texture.
The people in the village dumped the grain on the threshing floor and turned over the rice over and over again. The soft sunshine also made the grain fragrant and sweet.
At this moment, the mountains are golden, the earth is golden, and the sky is also golden.
Huang'ao Village is immersed in the joy of harvest.
This year's output is slightly higher than last year, and each household received an extra three to five bushels. For farmers, this is a huge blessing.
Everyone looked at the rice on the ground with a smile, groping with their rough palms from time to time, and occasionally peeling off a grain of rice and throwing it into their mouths.
The mixture of astringency and rice fragrance made them feel satisfied.
What is peace and prosperity? Being able to eat food is a life of peace.
"Our mission this year has been completed, Qiu Ping. You have worked hard this year." The Earth God did not know when he appeared next to Qiu Ping. He looked at the rice on the ground with a smile and kept stroking his beard. .
This year's harvest will be bumper, and their Shinto rating this year may be somewhere between the top and middle.
"Jingle Bell."
Near noon, a series of crisp bells rang, and several people were seen walking in from outside the village, leading mules and horses.
That sound was made by the bells on the necks of the mules and horses.
"The grain harvester is here. Everyone has prepared their own grains. Don't waste time." Li Zheng in the village called everyone to the threshing floor and shouted.
"What are you doing?" Qiu Ping looked at everything below curiously.
Huang'ao Village rarely sees outsiders coming, but after these few people came, the atmosphere in the village was obviously not right.
The originally cheerful atmosphere suddenly dropped a lot.
"The wealthy households in the city and the government offices have come to collect grain. The fields in Huang'ao Village belong to the wealthy households in the city. The common people living in the village are just tenants. Half of the grain grown every year must be handed over to the government. Wealthy households and government offices." The Tudong had seen this kind of thing so many times that he was no longer surprised by it.
"You have to pay so much?" Qiu Ping was surprised. The farmer had worked hard for half a year to harvest the harvest, but he could only keep half of it?
"This is common sense. If it is good fertile land, it is common for wealthy households to share 60% of it." The Lord of the Land felt that Qiu Ping was making such a fuss. This has been the case since ancient times.
