attack stream of life

The song of Nirvana is majestic and majestic, and the opening is a rising tune, with an indomitable spirit, even the children's voices can make people's blood boil.I can't wait to immediately pick up weapons and surround the territory.

The flag bearer immediately raised the red flag, and then silently calculated the time of the song in his heart.Even after training dozens of times, he was still very nervous, with sweat dripping from his forehead.Holding the rope with both hands, he also sang the leading song, and looked up at the red flag flying high in the sky.

During this process, there is only the sound of singing on the whole land, and this flag, which was originally just a piece of cloth, has also been endowed with a completely different meaning.

At the end of the song, the red flag had just risen to the top. The flag bearer did not dare to wipe his sweat and tied the rope.

"The ceremony is over. Everyone is there, rest a moment—stand at attention!"

Qing Chuan walked from the side to the flag-raising platform, nodded to the flag-bearers, and expressed his affirmation.The two children flushed with excitement, saluted, and returned to the team with hands and feet.

"Parents are welcome to take time out of their busy schedules to attend the first opening ceremony of our school. As the principal of this school and also as the lord, I am very happy and grateful."

The people below, adults and children, were flushed with excitement, but none of them spoke, just looked at the lord on the stage.

In fact, there were not many people present. There were more than [-] children and parents, and the total was only in the early [-]s.In the past, people held a parent-teacher meeting.

But because it was the first time in history, it was of great significance. Qingchuan specially prepared two nights for this.

"Everyone attaches importance to children's learning, that is to say, they value the future of the children, and even more so, the future of our territory."

"Why do you say that? Because children are hope!"

Qingchuan spent about 5 minutes, using simple and straightforward language, to explain the meaning of the children's learning: the meaning to their personal future, the meaning to their family, and even the meaning to the future of this territory.

Of course, he has always emphasized the diversity of development. Success is not only achieved by becoming a magician and a warrior, but also by making continuous efforts to improve in one's own career.In the future, most of these children may not become magicians or warriors, but when they return home and work, they will have more opportunities than children without any education.

In the future, he will continue to promote compulsory education for children and turn it into a basic policy protected by law.

But coming to this school, such an opportunity will not be available again in the future. Only the children in the first two years can enjoy the right to study here.In the future, a formal primary school will be built in the village, and this will be the place for the best graduates to study.

He gave him the opportunity to receive education, but whether he can seize it depends on the child's own performance.Whether you can change your own destiny depends on the performance of the children themselves.

The parents listened very carefully. They listened to Qingchuan's beautiful future and imagined it themselves, and couldn't help being deeply intoxicated by it.

Qing Chuan said that children without talent and those who don't work hard will get less from it.But with talent and hard work, they can be changed in the future.This kind of talent is not only magic and martial arts, but also other aspects.

The parents are easier to be satisfied than Qingchuan imagined, as long as they can learn something, they will be very satisfied.

Don't dare to be too greedy, too greedy, the gods will take away their beautiful life now.

Then the next step is to introduce a few teachers.

A magic teacher who has a wealth of basic magic theory learning and practical experience, he also works in mathematics. He also has his own opinions on arcane art, and mathematics is the foundation of arcane art.As a magic apprentice, and a magic apprentice with a solid foundation for decades, enlightenment is absolutely enough.

Qingchuan will invite more powerful magicians to conduct in-depth teaching in the future.Again, this is at least a few years away.

A martial arts teacher who once served as the main fighter in a well-known mercenary regiment, he is very good at all kinds of actual combat training.Because he has traveled far and wide and has seen a lot, he also has some understanding of most monsters and common magic plants. He is a part-time magic creature teacher.

He used to be a well-known bard, and he is a music teacher who records the customs and customs of more than a dozen countries and the characteristic music of various places in his brain.

She used to be the daughter of an aristocratic family, a Chinese teacher who has received an orthodox elite education, and has a very high artistic accomplishment, a part-time art teacher.

Every teacher got thunderous applause.

Low-level professionals like them are insignificant to the nobles, but they are amazing existences to the common people. When they think of such people as their children's teachers, these parents are almost excited.

What does old age matter?What does it matter?What does it matter to women?

This is a teacher!

What more can I ask for?

Being able to study with a group of teachers in such a beautiful place has exceeded expectations countless times.

From this beautiful school to so many excellent teachers, from the flag-raising ceremony at the beginning to the careful arrangement of subjects, as well as the guardrail on the stone bridge, every detail was carefully arranged by the lord.

They don't know what it means to die for the confidant, but what they think of at this moment is: From now on, wherever the lord's finger points, they will hit there with farm tools.

Liver and brain smeared to the ground, after death.

When they thought that the lord himself lived in the not tall and majestic 'Emerald Palace', but let the children go to school in such a beautiful building.

When they thought of the useless maids and servants around the lord, they immediately found teachers of different subjects for the children.

When they thought that the lord himself wore ordinary plain robes every day, but prepared clothes for all the children...

Touched and guilty like sea water submerged them, so that they didn't know what to do except applaud.

After the child's reading is on the right track, the pace of life slows down again.

Qingchuan discovered a water source that was about to dry up in another place. He opened up the silted underground channel, and then re-opened a lake. This will be the second oasis developed by relying on the water source. He named it the No. [-] gathering place.

Now the No. [-] gathering place is laying meadows and planting trees day and night.

Without the help of tree people, many trees died due to transplantation, but the greenery is still expanding every day.

Green is the color of life.

Fortunately the Silent Territory has neither sand nor dust storms, just increasingly debilitating fire energies, so it's much easier to develop green projects than it is in the desert.Qingchuan also transplanted some powerful magic plants over.

The magic plant is a local specialty. It has no intelligence, but it has strong attack power and attack instinct, so it is not suitable for planting in residential areas.However, this kind of magic plant has strong vitality and strong water-locking ability. After thinking twice, Qingchuan chose an area to plant magic plants.

The two gathering places are not far away, perhaps the underground rivers are connected.In at most two years, the two places can be connected with green woodland.

Qingchuan was looking forward to it.

Snow began to fall in Silence, slightly deeper than last year, but it still melted quickly into the ground.

Experienced farmers were very happy. They refused to keep warm by the stove at home, and insisted on running out every day to look at their fields. The high soil humidity provides nutrients to the wheat seedlings that germinate quietly in the ground, and next year will also have a bumper harvest.

You can often see the old man squatting on the field ridge and giggling, while his wife pinches his waist and tells him to go home quickly to keep warm.

This year is a bumper harvest. The crops in the fields are growing very well. Every household has enough food for the winter, and even has surplus to exchange for supplies. The uneaten vegetables are made into dried vegetables and pickled vegetables.

And not only pickled vegetables, but also fresher ones in winter.

The lord sent someone to teach them how to sprout bean sprouts, grow garlic sprouts and chrysanthemum chrysanthemum.It's not difficult, as long as you master the skills, you can successfully grow crisp bean sprouts a few times, garlic sprouts and Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum grow well, and the green color is comfortable to look at in winter.

It is more comfortable to eat.

In addition, there is another good thing this year, tofu.

It can be made with beans at home, chickpeas, peas, and round soybeans, and the method is very simple.It needs to be ground into a pulp with a stone mill for grinding soybean milk, filtered through gauze, and cooked. This is cooked soybean milk, which can be drunk directly.

If you want to make tofu, you need to buy a little vinegar at the beginning, add it to the soy milk to make tofu, and then you can use the physalis left over from making tofu.

The lords take their surplus beans to the mill, and for a little money, they can borrow the lord's ox to grind a bucket of soy milk.The filtered bean dregs can be fed to the livestock at home. The soy milk can be cooked and drunk directly, or it can be made into tofu flower and tofu by adding physalis, and the tofu can also be made into dried tofu.

Soy products will have a little beany smell, but it is completely within the tolerance range, and adding a little soy sauce can cover it.

This kind of food has a variety of changes, white and soft, and is liked by the elderly and children. It can be said that it has become popular as soon as it appears.

There are now more than 170 households in Jingjingling. When the original residents heard that they could go to school, they brought many relatives and friends who had a bad life outside to come here.Even a few teachers went out to bring a group of friends.

Not all of these people are farmers, there are also a few craftsmen.They had carpenters, potters, masons... and many women who could weave and make clothes.Now there is only one blacksmith who can repair farm tools.

There are more than 170 families and more than 700 people. Except for the goblins who live at the foot of the mountain, other people live on both sides of the road, neatly arranged, surrounded by farmland.This size is barely considered a small village.

After the rainy season passed, the fog cleared, and the outer layer of burning land was the best protective layer.It broke the communication between the two sides, and also protected this new and fragile place, giving Qingchuan more time to prepare.

It has been three years since he came here, and it has changed drastically.

With people, with fields, with some basic living facilities.

The outside world will not notice here so quickly.Who of them would have thought that such an oasis could be born in this land of death?

After entering the winter, it is basically to stay by the fire and eat snacks.Even students and teachers got a one-month vacation.The serfs who had been working for free also got a rare rest day.

Old Jerry's family stood by the fire and warmed themselves.There was boiling water on the stove, and there was a pottery pot with a vibrating lid, which contained the big meal they were about to enjoy - a pot of fish, meat, tofu and vegetables.

There are also a few big round meatballs inside, which always exude the fragrance of pork oil.

Old Jerry's son behaved very well, and when he returned home, the lord gave gifts to the best performers, including a piece of bacon, a bag of meatballs, and a bag of sugar.The family hasn't had real meat in years.Even eggs have not been eaten for a long time.

"The first meatball is for Lisa," said old Jerry emphatically.

During this period of time, their family kept their heads up when they went out, because the eldest granddaughter Lisa served as the flag bearer, which was a very remarkable thing.This child who was mediocre and somewhat introverted before is now the pride of the family.

In the ceramic pot, first add meatballs, shiitake mushrooms, bean sprouts and chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, then pour in soy sauce and bring to a boil.Then there are large pieces of fish with the bones removed and pieces of tofu.Sprinkle a little green onion on top and add lasagna made with wheat flour.

This is something passed down from the lord, called hot pot.

Of course, the lord's food will be different and better, with a lot of fresh meat, which is a matter of course.

The lords wished their lord could eat the king's dinner—the lord of their Silent Lord should have the best in the world, and only then would he be worthy of him.

It is not an easy task for people to learn how to use chopsticks like a lord.These two thin sticks are so tormenting, they wish to throw away the chopsticks and use their hands.

But thinking of the elegant way the lord used chopsticks to pick up food that he had seen before, the dropped chopsticks were picked up again.

study!

There are so many things to learn this winter. The adults are quietly learning from the children the songs they sing when the flag is raised every day.After school started, adults often ran to the school gate, watching the children raise the flag and listening to the children singing through the stone wall.

That song has a mysterious power that makes people tear up involuntarily.

The chopsticks of the Quiet Leader, the logo of the Quiet Leader, the flag of the Quiet Leader, the song of the Quiet Leader... and the people of the Quiet Leader.Even old people who can't sing at all are holding their breath and studying, and they want to become a free citizen of the Silent Land justifiably.

In fact, in less than half a year, they have fully recognized their identity here.

This is the importance of the sense of ritual, increasing stickiness.

Unified songs, signs, flags, habits, and the daily repetition of bells and flag-raising ceremonies all add to this stickiness and sense of identity.

After a while, a strong aroma wafted from the pottery pot, and the family members sat on hay mats around the stove and stretched their necks to look.

There are meatballs and fish, with salt and soy sauce, which can be called rich at any time.

The old lady picked up the spoon, and she held the right to distribute the food.She scooped up a round meatball with a soup spoon. It is said that it is made of crushed pork mixed with a little white flour, and precious spices are added, so the soup made from the meatball has a special flavor of spices.

"This is Lisa's. In the future, you must continue to work hard, study hard, and obey the teacher's instructions." The old lady said seriously to her beloved granddaughter.

Lisa nodded earnestly as she held a bowl containing a brown meatball and a spoonful of broth.

She cherishes life now more than anyone else.On the outside, the greatest value of a girl is to take care of housework and take care of her younger siblings, and then marry off at the age of fifteen or sixteen to reduce the burden on the family.But here, in the eyes of the lord, girls have the same right to study and work as boys.

The second meatball was given to Lisa's father, "Although you have done wrong things before, you have been working hard recently and brought rewards to the family. The lord is a kind person, but you can't just because of his kindness. Slacking off and continuing to work hard.”

Lisa's father looked at the meatballs in the bowl and nodded with a smirk. He couldn't wait to take a bite.When was the last time you ate meat?Was it last year or the year before?

There was a little leftover grain from this year's harvest, so they went to the mushroom house to buy a piglet on credit, so at this time next year, they can also eat meat, right?

The last meatball was given to Lisa's mother, "You are taking care of the fields at home. Women are not as strong as men, and they sweat more. These days have been hard."

Lisa's mother covered her mouth and smiled, blushing.

Next, the old lady divided the fish, vegetables and tofu in the pot fairly.The tofu that has soaked up the soup tastes salty and delicious, soft and refreshing, and the bean sprouts are also very crisp after cooking. Everyone is very satisfied.

While the citizens were enjoying their dinner by the fire, Qing Chuan was wearing a dark blue cloak and holding a bright yellow lamp in his hand, waiting under the pine tree.

He was supposed to be cooking by the edge of his glowing fireplace, eating fruit roasted chicken and lobster sandwiches slathered with salad dressing and topped with black caviar, which was delicious.

Lemon juice in a clear glass was delicious with steamed cake topped with yoghurt.

"So why did he choose to come here at this time?" Qing Chuan asked the system.

The system doesn't know either.

Qing Chuan's mind jumped to another place, "The orcs all retain some of the characteristics of beasts. What does Wei Ge look like now? I hope he has a furry tail and pink pointed ears." His eyes sparkled Bright.

"coming."

Anyone who enters his enchantment will be found by him immediately.

Qing Chuan raised his head and saw a swarm of bee-sized black dots flying in a neat line in the sky... Isn't Xiao Ge alone?

Wei Ge rode on the Flying Dragon Beast, and from a distance, he could see the light leaking from a small house dotted on the black and purple land.

There are monsters hidden in the night, which is scary, but there is a small bright yellow light waiting for him, and the heart will be at peace.Wei Ge never doubted, he always believed that Qingchuan would leave a lamp for him, but his clansmen were not so sure.

But in the end, out of trust in Wei Ge, they still came.

The old patriarch insisted on passing the position to his stupid son, so the tribe was split into two, and all those who opposed him, the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled were expelled.They could settle down beside them, but Wei Ge didn't want to do that.

The environment affects a person. The environment where the orcs live is very harsh. All tribes are in the state of the weak and the strong. They like to plunder the weak races and make them slaves.The wolves are powerful, but the Outcasts are easy prey for those larger tribes.

They need to find a place where they can develop smoothly.

"Is that your lover, Patriarch?"

The houses and trees were dark shadows, the residual snow brought out a faint blue light, and a lamp lit up in this quiet night. The snow-white and beautiful face was wrapped in a dark blue cloak, and the warm light shone on the soft smile on his face.

Wei Ge recognized it immediately, he was almost insane.

He still remembered that before Qingchuan also held a glass lamp and waited for his return at the gate of the yard... When was that?It seems that it was because he went out to do business in the middle of the night. At that time in that world, doing business was not allowed and it was very dangerous, just like now.

But the light had been waiting for him.

"Yes……"

Wei Ge's face followed his heart, a smile of a wanderer returning home.He missed him so much, looked forward to it so much, and wanted to hug him so much.

"It's my lover."

"Patriarch, we have to listen to him in the future? That is, he is the lord here, and we are his subjects? Oh, is this what humans call their leaders?"

"Of course, I listen to him in everything."

Wei Ge's voice was as sweet as honey, so his little friend rolled his eyes, "I know, I know, you've said it many times. If you hadn't kept emphasizing this matter, we wouldn't have made up our minds come over."

Although their days there were sad, they were not at the end of the road.It was only when the snow season came, food was scarce, many of them were old and disabled warriors, unable to hunt, and other powerful tribes on the side were staring at them, that everyone finally made up their minds.

No matter what, it was better than being defeated and turned into a slave.

But being uprooted is hard on any race.

A huge cloud of flying dragons fell down, and the scene was still very spectacular.

Qing Chuan already understood that Wei Ge was dragging a race here instead of him alone, and his expression became more sincere and amiable.

I am worried that there is no one, so it will be delivered to my door?

Wei Ge's flying dragon beast hadn't stood firm yet, he couldn't wait to jump off it, walked a few steps quickly, and stopped when he reached Qingchuan.

He was in the shape of an adult orc, about two meters tall, with explosive silver-white hair, and a layer of frost on his hair and face.

White animal ears, and a fluffy tail wagging around.The orc's body is wrapped in rough animal skin, and a pair of bright cobalt blue eyes are on the slightly aggressive handsome face.

Outrageous and sexy.

Qingchuan slowly, slowly, took a deep breath.

This is his ideal aesthetic.

Wei Ge saw that Qing Chuan's pupils dilated a little, the emerald green eyes seemed to have turned into the color of summer leaves.

He knows what Qingchuan likes, with beautiful and plump muscles, and a handsome sharp face, like a ferocious wild dog, but only obedient to one hand.Qingchuan has always restrained his desire to control and conquer, but Wei Ge knows that he likes this.

A male instinctively shows his charm to attract his partner, Wei Ge likes the way Qingchuan looks at him, and only has him in his eyes.

"I'm coming to find you."

Wei Ge walked up to Qing Chuan, knelt down on one knee, and looked up at Qing Chuan.

He stretched out his hand to hold Qing Chuan's hand, gently pinched the slightly red fingertips with his rough and cold fingers, and placed a kiss on the ring above, his sky blue eyes were full of enthusiasm, "Will you take me in? I lord of the

Qing Chuan's fingertips seemed to be electrified, and they curled up.

His eyes became darker, and his fingertips ran across Wei Ge's open and closed lips, which were soft, warm, and moist, with sharp animal teeth hidden.

"...It depends on your performance."