In the long and narrow river, a group of little monsters followed Qiu Ping, happily digging mud.
The area where the Yangjiao River and the Yanhu Lake meet was still completely frozen, and Qiu Ping didn't bother with it.
He led the little monsters and dug the river all the way to the west.
As long as the Yangjiao River is connected to the Bibo River in the west, the Yan Lake will have an additional flood discharge channel. At that time, the lake water can directly enter the Xiatang River along the Bibo River, and then enter the Canglang River.
Although Qiu Ping does not have a strong body, he can distribute the power of space in his hands. No matter how solid the frozen soil is, it will easily flip up if he grabs it with his claws. If he were not waiting for other little monsters, he would have ridden it. Juechen dug the entire river channel.
"He's really mentally ill."
The leopard head carried the hoe and followed reluctantly.
He is very conflicted now. According to his temper, he can directly connect two rivers with one slap. Why is it so troublesome?
Qiu Ping was able to dig vigorously. Digging in the mud was much easier than reading paperwork at work.
Under his leadership, he dug out more than ten miles in less than three days.
In fact, compared with the amount of work required to dig out the source veins, this task is not easy. But Qiu Ping couldn't bear to finish it all at once, so he kept digging for half a month before he dug all the way to the edge of the Bibo River.
"boom."
He reached out and slapped the soil in front of him, and a large pile of soil was dug out, and the two rivers were completely connected to one place.
However, because the Yangjiao River is located in the upper reaches, there is no backflow of water from the Bibo River.
"If it weren't for Qiu Tiju's help this time, we might not be able to finish the work without digging for a month."
The little shrew looked at this straight river and immediately flattered it loudly. And those little monsters also clapped and jumped for joy. After the Yangjiao River was dredged, their hometown would never be flooded again.
They are adults who appreciate Shinto from the bottom of their hearts.
Qiu Ping's heart was also filled with a sense of accomplishment. As gods, don't they just want to benefit living beings?
Getting encouragement from the people is the happiest thing for them.
He immediately flew into the air, waved his hand towards the void, and an invisible force of space gently passed over the huge ice mass blocking the weir lake.
At that moment, the ice lump disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had been hit by an eraser.
At this moment, it was as if a patient with severe constipation had taken out a hard object blocking the excrement door, and then it oozed out.
The turbid lake water mixed with mud turned into a roaring angry dragon, rushing forward crazily along the river.
Wherever he went, some of the mud left in the river was swept up, and the water waves rose and fell, and the sound was deafening.
All the little monsters stood on both sides of the river, and some even climbed up the treetops and looked into the distance.
No matter how raging the angry dragon was, no matter how raging the river was, it could not break away from the constraints of the river. After some struggle, it flowed helplessly along the river, and then flowed forward for more than twenty miles, and finally poured into the Bibo River. .
The clear Bibo River has a faint green water. Willows are sprouting on both sides of the river. There is endless beauty in the water. But as the water in the Yangjiao River poured in, the Bibo River suddenly became turbid.
After several consecutive flushes, this beautiful river turned gray.
"Who! Who did it!"
The water on the Bibo River was rolling, and a girl with a petite figure and cute facial features, but her lower body was shrunk in a heavy snail shell, emerged from the Bibo River with gritted teeth.
In her hand, she held a steel fork that didn't quite fit her body shape and shouted loudly.
"Um...who are you?"
When the little shrew saw that the person's rank was only from ninth grade, he immediately became arrogant.
He is a high-ranking official of the eighth rank, so naturally he doesn't take this little snail seriously.
"I am the Bibo River God. You dug the river channel without authorization and poured... this dirty water into my river. I am going to sue you!"
The girl looked at the beautiful river that she had worked so hard to dress up and turned into yellow soup. She was so angry that her body was shaking.
"It's a joke, we are not digging the river without authorization. This is the document for digging the river. Your Bibo River has been requisitioned." The little shrew raised his head and took out a document from his arms.
There was a big seal stamped on it, but it was the seal of the [Lord of Yan Lake].
Yanhu Water Lord is from the fifth level and is the largest water god in the entire Tai'an County. Which small river he wants to commandeer is just a matter of words.
None of them thought of informing Bibo River God in advance.
The girl was holding the document, her body shaking with anger, but looking at the red seal and the black and white words on the paper, she knew she was powerless to fight.
Her eyes quickly turned red, and tears fell like pearls.
"Ahem, it's your honor to be able to discharge floodwaters from Yanhu Lake. At least from today on, you will be the water god of Yanhu Lake system, and your direct boss will become Yanhu Water Lord. This is a great joy."
The little shrew was so angry that he cried when he saw it, and he was also a little in a hurry.
What he said was not a lie. This girl was originally just a tributary of the big river in the county next door, and her prospects for advancement were limited.
But once she becomes a member of the Yanhu Water System, it will be easy for her to be promoted before the seventh rank.
The girl looked at the dirty river still transporting sediment into the Bibo River, and she suddenly cried louder.
When will this be cleaned up?
"Master Tiji, what should we do?"
The little shrew was also dumbfounded. What should he do? He had no experience in dealing with females.
Although his good friend Li Huanying is a female carp, she is very tough and has more strength than him, and he has never seen her cry.
"Let's do this. Since I have soiled your Bibo River, I will... I mean, the Yanhu Shuijun will make you the water god of this new river, and you will be promoted to the ninth rank, in charge of [Qingliu], [Qingliu], and [Qingliu]." Purify water] and other divine functions, I think it will soon be able to settle the sediment and make the river clear again."
Qiu Ping thought about it. After all, he had dirty the river water, so he should be compensated.
You still have to pay demolition money for demolition.
The snail girl stopped crying immediately and just looked at Qiu Ping secretly. She didn't know who this black guy was and whether his words were of any use.
"This is Mr. Qiu Pingqiu, a sixth-grade official promoted by Falling Dragon Pass. How could he lie to you, a little snail demon." The little shrew scolded in a low voice with a straight face.
"Qiu Ping?"
The snail girl seems to have heard of this name. Although she lives in the river all year round, she seems to have heard it from others.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed through her head, and she knew who this person was!
"Blood-hand massacre!"
The man who killed millions of children from aristocratic families with one slap caused blood to flow all over Qingzhou. The blood was so bright that it was said that even the underworld was full.
The snail girl's teeth suddenly began to chatter, and her face and body suddenly became bloodless.
"No... no, I don't want it anymore. I don't mind being dirty. Don't... don't kill me. I'm only sixteen years old... My parents died when I was young. I'm an orphan."
The snail girl was so frightened that she could not speak coherently. If her lower body had not been a snail, she would have fallen to her knees now.
Oh my God, she cried so loudly in front of the Bloody Hands. Was it because she didn't want to die quickly enough?
When Little Loach heard the word [bloody-handed human slaughter], his dark face suddenly became even darker. How many people had heard of this ridiculous nickname? He had killed several people at that time. Why was it so widely spread among the outside world now?
"Okay, that's it. I've decided to go to Yanhu Changshi tomorrow and ask him to promote you."
Qiu Ping waved his hand and settled the matter.
…
A red sun rises from the east, and two gods hundreds of feet tall stand high in the sky.
The two of them were like the kings in the temple, they were strong and wearing armor, but each had green faces and fangs, making them look ferocious and ugly.
"With respect to the Commander-in-Chief of the [Transportation Department], we are now transporting the [Golden Thread Dragon Loach] clan to the North. Set off immediately without delay."
One of the gods read out the decree and said loudly.
Qiuping's Fallen Dragon Pass is located within the ancient well of Huang'ao Village. However, the two gods have special shapes and are invisible and unknowable to mortals, so they did not alarm any mortals.
"Respect the Commander-in-Chief's order."
Qiu Ping bowed respectfully, feeling a little regretful that these two people arrived so quickly that he didn't even have time to hang up the banner.
The [Transportation Department], the [Yi Ming Department] and the [Fu Yun Department] all belong to the Imperial Capital, and all the department heads are up to the third rank. There is no room for Qiu Ping to object to the edicts they issued.
"In that case, let's set off. There are 83,691 golden-threaded dragon loaches to be transported this time. Everyone has to come to Dragon Pass within an hour, without delay."
Another god with a silver ring in his ear said loudly.
His voice was like thunder, and his words were filled with endless power.
"Boys, gather together!"
As soon as Qiu Ping released his spiritual thoughts, black loaches popped up from every corner of Fallen Dragon Pass, and then they all gathered towards Qiu Ping's position.
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, we are here."
"The king is going to dig a hole!"
All the little loaches were chirping happily and swarming around Qiu Ping one by one.
Qiu Ping looked at these lively figures, and suddenly felt reluctant.
The Northland is bitterly cold and the environment is definitely much more difficult than Qingzhou. These little loaches are only as strong as Zuqiao, so they will definitely not be comfortable there.
The Nulong River is frozen for eight months of the year, and there may not be any delicious aquatic plants in the water. What if they are hungry?
At this moment, he was like an old father, worried that his children who had left home would not have enough to eat or clothing to wear.
The god floating in the sky was condescending, and a book appeared in his hand. Countless names and numbers appeared on the book.
Because only a loach that has become a demon can have its own name. Many small loaches have not yet been born with intelligence, and they only have one number.
After interpreting that long series of numbers, it probably means the xxx loach in Fuhe River, Changning County, Tai'an Prefecture, Qingzhou.
"The quantity is complete and ready to go!"
The god suddenly closed the book, and then threw out a gray cloth bag from behind.
Another god took out a treasure basin and flipped it upside down.
The irresistible attraction force came from the bag and the treasure basin, and all the loaches flew into the sky one after another.
"Ah... Your Majesty!"
All the little loaches didn't know what had happened, and they were all panicked.
Qiu Ping was worried and took a step forward.
"Qiu Tiju, don't panic. My Qiankun Bag and my brother's Ten Directions Treasure Basin form a world of their own. Your people will be fine if they enter. If you are worried, you can come with us."
One of the gods saw Qiu Ping's nervous look and spoke to comfort him.
Qiu Ping nodded. After the big city in the North was built, he didn't even have time to visit it. He must ensure that there are no problems with the living environment of his people.
"Then let's go."
The two gods looked at each other and smiled, then stepped forward.
They were walking on the earth, and although they seemed to be moving slowly and slowly, the space around them was retreating crazily.
The little loach jumped forward and was about to follow, but was grabbed by Gu Xiaowan.
"You're stupid. They are so big. It's hard for your short legs to keep up. Take my carriage. With our twenty-four legs, we will definitely be faster than them!"
Gu Xiaowan waved his hand, and a huge bronze carriage appeared in front of him. Six strong horses stepped on the hooves in the void, spitting smoke from their mouths and noses.
She climbed onto the carriage, and Little Loach also sat beside her.
Scream!
As the soldier driving the car shook the reins, the bronze carriage passed through many spaces and quickly caught up.
Not long after, a ball of flame rose from outside the bronze chariot, the horses were running wildly, and another sun seemed to appear in the sky.
Under the "sun", there are two huge giants that are constantly moving forward.
The two giant gods ran across the vast land, crossing large rivers, towering mountains, and human cities.
They stared straight ahead, the earth was under their feet, and no ups and downs on the ground could stop their steps.
Qiu Ping sat on the bronze chariot and looked at this primitive and wild scene.
As if tens of millions of years had passed, his anxious mood calmed down as he saw those giants from ancient times running wildly across the land.
Kyushu is huge, Qingzhou is located in the east of the center of the world, and Beidi is outside Kyushu, almost at the edge of the world.
For ordinary people to cross such a long distance, it may take several years.
But for Qiu Ping and others, this distance is not too far.
They only fled for less than an hour, and the temperature around them dropped rapidly, and the vast land was covered with a layer of white snow.
The further north you go, the thicker the snow is.
Spring has begun in Qingzhou now, but the northern land is already covered in heavy snow. I am afraid that it will take until May for the snow to slowly melt, and after August, the temperature will drop again.
But amidst such white snow, there is a large stretch of green that is incompatible with all this.
From a very high place, Qiu Ping could see a huge peach tree growing on the north side of the slender Nulong River, covering hundreds of miles. The strong life force spread in all directions, extinguishing the eternal silence and coldness of this land. All isolated.
Northland, here we come!
(End of chapter)
