Mountains and seas can be flat

Fang Zheng, who was born in that special era, firmly believes that "the power of the people is the greatest."He not only commanded the armored army to dig the walls and move the bones, but also mobilized all the residents in the city to do it together.The huge amount of engineering was quickly broken down into pieces.

The residents of the city are different from the army.Most of the people in Xiazhu are timid and anxious, full of a melancholy and obedient temperament.As long as the armored soldiers simply tell them "what to do" and add a sentence of "to get rid of Xiangliu", they will not only do it obediently, but also thank Dade for his excitement and enthusiasm.

Some of the elderly folk who had taken part in the building of the walls were now suddenly exposed to the sun as if the monstrous shadow that had hung over them.With complicated emotions, their eyes filled with tears, and they excitedly rushed up to the city wall with crude tools (wooden scorpions).They lost their relatives and friends in the tragedy ten years ago. Although they knew that it was not the fault of the monarch, they felt a sense of despair over this unimaginable disaster.However, one day someone suddenly told them that they could personally get rid of a monster that caused disasters by their own strength. At that moment, every insignificant person felt that he was a hero and had a sense of mission and responsibility.Don't mention how high the emotions are.

"The power of the people is like water, which can be guided but not blocked." Fang Zheng watched the busy scene with emotion.At this time, a samurai came to ask, the city wall was dug up and collapsed, and many of the original defense devices on the city wall would fail. For example, if the bell net was removed, how to defend against Yu Yi's ostrich in the future.

To Fang Zheng's surprise, he hadn't expressed his opinion yet, but Suo Lan took the initiative to chime in and instructed, "Has the ostrich come here once in ten years? Besides, if it does come, can this simple bell net prevent it? If you want to come, you have to go through the capital first. You just have to tear it down. It’s better not to have this wall.”

The samurai was surprised for a moment, it was clear that their commander was still restrained and had no freedom of movement, so they had to obey Fang Zheng's orders.I thought the commander would be very angry and angry.And although it is inconvenient for them to slack off on the arrangement of getting rid of Xiang Liu, they can find some other reasons to hinder Fang Zheng, lest he "please the people's hearts too much".This is not always a good thing.

Unexpectedly, the commander would clear the obstacles for Fang Zheng so directly.They couldn't help being shocked, and they agreed awkwardly, and went back to work.Fang Zheng glanced at Suo Lan, and it would be great for a talented person who knows how to advance and retreat.He sees an opportunity, but now is not the time.Fang Zheng pretended not to care, and called another samurai, saying, "Earth, rocks and bones should be transported in batches and separated into categories." The instructions were clear and well organized, "Xiang Liu still has Eight heads cannot be used up at one time. Plan the amount well.”

The first batch of bones were picked and placed in the center of the square, and soon there was a hill-like pile of broken bones mixed with yellow and white.Fang Zheng performed a simple sacrificial ceremony for them in the center of the square.There are no complicated links, just saying that these people are very unfortunate, and when the monsters are eliminated and future generations can live better, then their sacrifices will have meaning.The most important thing is that both those who participated in this matter alive and those who donated their bones after death are all heroes.Fang Zheng's provocative ability to speak is already strong, and such scenes of death and life are the most emotional.The eyes of most of the people who helped carry it were red, but their expressions became firm.

In order to prevent the burning bone phosphorus from being dumped on Xiangliu's body and being shaken into the river by it, which would not be effective, Fang Zheng asked the weaving workshop in Yongjie which had the most materials and what was the rope that could be made the fastest.Unlike Yanglun, the weaving workshops in Yongjie can produce precious fabrics such as silk and Huanhuo.They are usually made of bark fiber or wild cotton.Burlap and straw rope are the most common.Fang Zheng then ordered them to weave a giant net of more than 50 meters with hemp and rattan at the fastest speed.The mesh should be as fine as possible.

Fang Zheng planned to wrap Xiang Liu's head from bottom to top with a net bag first, and then throw it into the burning bone phosphorus.Stuff the willow in it, and use bone phosphorus to dehydrate it.Xiangliu's body has a huge amount of water, and the burning bone phosphorus will be extinguished the moment it touches it, so the flame will not burn the net bag.But even if the phosphide is no longer burning, it also has the function of dehydration.Let go of the net bag every once in a while to let the exhausted phosphorus fall off, and then fill in fresh ones until the cells of Xiangliu are completely dehydrated.It's like slowly melting a gigantic snail with salt.

In less than half a day, dozens of workers in the weaving workshop worked at the same time, and the huge fine net woven by hemp rope and rattan was ready.It is made of beech bark fiber which is the most abundant near Yongjie, and its toughness is average, but it is enough to lift the bone.To cover Xiangliu's body, which was more than fifty meters long, its overall length exceeded one hundred meters.It takes twenty warriors to lift it.At the same time, hundreds of warriors each carried dozens of kilograms of phosphorus bones, and it took another half a day to finally transport these things to the foot of Banyue Mountain.

It was already night at this time, Fang Zheng ordered to rest at the foot of the mountain until dawn.Start working when the light is good.The armored samurai spontaneously divided into four villains and started cooking.Lu Shiwu still came to serve Solan specially.After the past few days, he has admired Fang Zheng so much, mixed with a complex mentality of worry and fear, plus Fang Zheng's ability to predict and detoxify.He simply felt that Fang Zheng was a god.However, even though Fang Zheng is so extraordinary, every time he heard the sound of Xiangliu vomiting and splashing on the other side of the roaring river, Lu Shiwu couldn't help but feel his scalp go numb.

"Can we really get rid of it?" He couldn't help asking, which was actually the voice of all warriors.The armored servants are supported by the people, and the copper and iron equipped on them are produced from the capital. They are already considered strong to be selected.Raising a samurai almost consumed the labor of a family.But even they couldn't help but feel palpitations about that monster, let alone countless ordinary people.

"Yi Jun, who has eliminated the ten evils, is also a mortal who will be born, grow old, get sick, and die. If he can, why can't others?" Fang Zheng said, "The energy of all things is also constant, but it is just circulating. No matter how huge the monster is, there must be a way to get rid of it." .”

Although it is beyond the law of energy circulation of the times, it is not unacceptable to the people of the ancient times.Solan immediately said: "That's right...it's like a four-season cycle. When it's hot, it becomes colder, and when it's cold, it becomes warmer...it's like..." She glanced at Fang Zheng hesitantly, "Dragon beasts and imams."

Fang Zheng didn't care about it, "I don't know if the imam ants are here, can we kill Xiangliu?" Suddenly his heart moved.

"Maybe, but imam ants can't live away from Jianmu. Fortunately." Suo Lan said.

She was really smart, and she was on guard against ants, but the inconspicuous little thing was actually a scourge. Fang Zheng gave a faint "hmm" without saying much.I thought to myself that there is a thousand feet of weak water under Jianmu, and there are imam ants outside the weak water. It is simply an excellent eternal cage. As long as any monster is thrown into it, it is impossible to return to the world.Fortunately, the scary ants couldn't be too far away from Jianmu, otherwise everything in this world would be eaten up.Just like when the Huaxu people were exterminated.

Fangzheng hadn't had time to think about what happened to the weak water that suddenly appeared in Yongjie City back then, and what Taikang discovered... Forget it, Baiwu didn't remind him either.Fang Zheng thought uncontrollably of the injured Xiaobing and Xiaohuo, who were still healing in Jianmu.The mighty power of dragons and beasts can be broken by the smallest ants, and what fills Xiangliu is the bones beside the road... He suddenly understood where this familiarity came from: it was what his adoptive father had studied: the ancient concept of Shengke Wuxing.

Fang Zheng's thoughts flew to the side of the glowing lotus pond. At that time, his adoptive father told Fang Zheng that the so-called five elements and birth control originally came from nature.Naturally formed a simple concept of circulation.It has deeply influenced the thinking of the ancients, and even created the historical view of "separation and combination" for thousands of years. The greatest thing is not metaphysics or Taoism, let alone the power of gods and monsters...

"What's that?" Xiao Fangzheng raised his head and asked.

"People have believed in ancient times that good fortune and misfortune always depend on each other, and that there must be a way for a car to reach the mountain. The same is true for many emperors and generals. The eternal cycle and eternal transformation have brought us a nation with a transcendent will that never despairs. .That is the greatest aspect of Shengke Five Elements View.”

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up.

"However," the adoptive father changed the subject, touched the top of Fang Zheng's head and said, "It's not all good things. Modern development is changing with each passing day. If you hold the concept of cycle theory that the long-term must be divided, and the long-term must be combined, everything will go with the flow without making subjective efforts. If you fall behind, you will be beaten. We have learned the hard way."

"Then what should we do?" Fang Zheng asked again.

"Innovate, work hard, and solve difficulties. You can be detached in thought, but don't relax in action. Even in the darkest age, I use my body to find the light, and I believe that a new era will surely come."

——Father, after ten years, do you see a new era?What kind of era was that?Can I create a shadow of that era in my life?

Knowing is easier than doing, Fang Zheng opened his eyes, stood up and came to the edge of the high cliff, and began to think about his actions tomorrow.After a long night of sleepless nights, he thought of Lian Zifeng, the boy he missed most deeply in this era.Although in a sense, the current Zifeng is no longer "human", and is also incredibly strong, Fang Zheng still can't be completely relieved.Just like no matter how powerful a child grows up, in the eyes of parents, he needs to worry about it.I don't know where Zifeng is now, with Zhu Luan, he should be able to fly to Yanglun soon, right?

Speaking of which, Yu Yi's five-color divine birds are Zhu Luan, Chi Luan, Bai Luan, Qing Luan and the most mysterious Jin Luan.Legend has it that Jinluan's lair is still where Yinglong's bones are buried in Tongshan.Fang Zheng thought about it again, and thought, don't Zhu Luan and Chi Luan refer to the same color?Why are there two types of luan birds?He read the question to himself, only to hear Solan say leisurely, "Hey, it turns out that the leader of the Chinese tribe who knows everything doesn't know something."

"Would you like to hear more about it?" Fang Zheng smiled immediately.

"And why should I tell you?"

"You do whatever you want." Fang Zheng never played cards according to the routine.

"I can tell you. But you have to answer a question for me in the future." Solan pondered.

"What do you want to know?"

"I haven't thought about it, I'll talk about it later."

"Then I don't guarantee that I will be able to answer." Fang Zheng said.

"It's okay, then I'll ask another question." Suo Lan said, "Yu Yi's five-color luan was not called five-color luan at first, they have many colors. But gradually only the five branches were passed down, and they were called five-color luan. It is also powerful because it has the strongest power. Zhuluan and Chiluan are very close. Zhuluan is more blood-red, while Chiluan is more orange-red. As for Qingluan and Bailuan, their strength has always been weak. Especially Bailuan, Some people say that power is related to the color of feathers, but Bailuan has almost none. At first, the ancestors of Luan were Riluan and Yueluan, and their descendants were colorful and shining. The branch has been passed down to the present, although it is slowly diluting, it has finally continued. The remaining blood of Yueluan is Qingluan and Bailuan, and the power has decayed more thoroughly. It is also said that in fact, the branch of Yueluan did not pass on the real strength."

After hearing the secrets of Yu Yi's Luanniao, Fang Zheng couldn't help: "I know it very well, I haven't heard the saint Yu Yi say anything about it."

"Most of the Yuyi people don't know it themselves. The Sun Moon Luan happened at least thousands of years ago, and the Yuyi kingdom has been established for less than a hundred years. Emperor Boyi may not know it. They are all recorded in the jade carvings of the Huaxu people. , the things in the ruins of the Huaxu people, only our Xiazhu has." Suo Lan said lightly.

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and said, "This makes me really want to go to your Yanglun. I also have a lot of questions and I want to find answers." More importantly, Zifeng is there, and Fang Zheng wants to take him return.Of course, it would be better to take the opportunity to bring down Pang Meng and Xia Zhongkang.

"Whatever you wish for, the sooner the better." Solan said sincerely.Of course she wished that Fang Zheng would take her to Yanglun City, the capital of Xiazhu Kingdom, that would be a self-trap, and they could close the door to capture Fang Zheng.Of course, she also understands that this will probably cost her life.Fang Zheng held her chip, how could he easily get into it.She closed her eyes, and a gentle and clear young voice echoed in her ears, "Will you live for me, die for me, and win everything for me?" The velvet flowers by the Qiushui River were flying all over the sky, and the young boy untied her neck on the rope chain.I can.I definitely will.

The night passed quickly, and when the sky was bright, Fang Zheng ordered the four corners of the net bag to be tied with ropes more than 80 meters long. Fifty warriors stood on the four corners of the cliff and hung the entire bark rope net to the bottom of the cliff. Under Xiangliu, be careful not to let it fall into the turbulent river.Fang Zheng also specially ordered to leave a small hole in the center of the net so that the red nematodes that Xiang Liu vomited would not fill the net bag,

Fang Zheng ordered calmly, and slowly lifted the net up, and everyone shrank upwards at the same time, until the net bag could barely cover Xiang Liu's long, slippery body.Only red nematodes could trickle down from the gaps in the grid, and Xiang Liu's body was already shrouded in emptiness.The net bag is not tightened tightly, it is for containing bone phosphorus.

Fang Zheng cautiously reminded: "At each corner stand 20 more people to prepare, so that Xiang Liu will not forcefully throw the net bag down later." The warriors obeyed.In fact, most of Xiangliu's body was buried in the mountain, unless his head could pull him out.But who knows what will happen next?Be prepared.

Another group of arranged warriors picked up stacks of bone phosphorus and lit them in an orderly manner, and dropped them into the net bag. For a while, the click of countless bones colliding and the sound of incomplete combustion sounded.At first the bones were not heavy, and after the throw, there seemed to be no change except for the movement of the net bag.The samurai kept filling it with bones.Soon the lower end of the net pocket became bulging and heavier.The trickle of red nematodes leaking from the hole became intermittent.The net bag began to vibrate violently.

The surrounding warriors held the net bag tightly and continued to add burning bone phosphorus into it. It shook more and more, and even had to be thrown up several times.There was a sizzling sound like some kind of gas leaking from the depths of the net bag, accompanied by a strong smell of heated organic matter.The huge amount of water vapor instantly evaporated from its body formed reddish-brown smoke particles, covering the sky and the sun.

The torrential river is still roaring and rushing, even in such a noisy background sound.The sound of dehydration and transpiration deep in the net bag has clearly reached everyone's ears.At this time, Xiang Liu's head was already buried in the burning dehydrating agent in all directions, like a snail being pushed into a salt pond.The sound of bubbling bubbles, the slight popping sound of sublimation, mixed with the greasy sound of the red nematode vomiting intermittently and choking.The net bag was also trembling non-stop, and twenty strands of the supporting rope were twisted. At this moment, the outer strands had begun to crack, and after a while, they collapsed to the extreme and broke a few strands.

Fang Zheng instructed: "Change." The warrior immediately withdrew the net bag, replaced the rope, and let the bone phosphorus that had been consumed fall from Xiangliu's body.This is also the first time they have visually tested the results.Everyone was staring intently—the bone phosphorus, which was full of water, fell into the river with a clatter.Countless palm-sized severe scald marks appeared on Xiang Liu's head and neck, and he continued to spout clear water.Its entire head seemed to be a little smaller.

"The effect is obvious." Fang Zheng and everyone were shocked.Immediately they are motivated to replace the next net and fresh bone phosphorus.Fang Zheng arranged for the battery life and asked the weavers in Yongjie City to continue making net bags.The warriors also rested at intervals, but Xiang Liu couldn't stop.The first day passed, and most of the ugly big head and most of the neck had been melted away.

Everyone had been in a state of turmoil for half a day, even though Fang Zheng ordered them to rest in shifts, the eyes of these warriors kept staring at Xiangliu, watching its head get smaller and smaller.It seems to have no facial features, only a big mouth that spits out red nematodes.In the end its head was melted off.Just a big hole in the neck.

In the bright night, a new head drilled out of that hole, the difference is that it is slightly smaller than the previous one.The area around its neck also seemed to be peeled off and reborn, and all the scars fell off.Fang Zhengyi shuddered, this is regenerative ability.Well, its third head popped out.The warriors continued to cook it in the same way, using bone phosphorus to dehydrate and burn it.

On the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day... Xiangliu's head was still growing, but it was getting smaller and smaller, and the red nematodes were vomiting less and less.On the eighth day, its eighth head was only as big as a puppy.Although the neck is still so long, it has changed from being thicker than the python king to the thickness of a cauliflower snake.

On the last day, after the crimson phosphorite fell from the net bag, there was no trace of Xiangliu.The broken rock wall where it emerges from the cliff seems to have been soaked in water.Fang Zheng didn't dare to be careless, and ordered all the remaining bone phosphorus to be filled into the crack hole.Another day later, a large amount of juice mixed with pink pus emerged from the crack like a flood, and it flowed for about a day and a night.At the same time, they also felt that the top of Banyue Mountain began to shake and become unstable.Fang Zheng directed everyone to retreat down the mountain carefully.

On the other side of the river, there were also warriors staying behind. They had been monitoring Xiangliu's situation. From their perspective, they could see that half of the rock on the top of the mountain that seemed to have been cut was beginning to collapse.It's like the bottom has been mothed out.Countless earth and rocks rolled into the river, and smoke and dust billowed.About a third of it fell apart.After the smoke dissipated, the inside of the mountain exposed was like a damp and sticky nest, soaked in dark black and soaked, scattered with a large amount of reddish-brown bone phosphorus that was stuffed into it and was still absorbing water.Some tiny pink nematodes wriggled on the ground.Fang Zheng ordered to shoot burning wooden arrows into it, and at the same time throw in flammable materials such as branches and dry grass.The fire continued for three days.Most of the Banyue Mountain has collapsed, and it can be inferred how terrifying Xiangliu's body was.But it was completely melted in the end, and together with the disciples and grandchildren of the red nematode in the nest, they were all melted into the flames and billowing smoke.Only gray and black embers remained.The gap on the banks of the great river silently commemorates the ten days and ten nights.Just like the saying of later generations: Years do not speak, but stones can speak.

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On that day, the warriors and citizens of Yongjie, relying on their own strength, gradually wiped away all traces of Xiangliu's existence.Twenty thousand bones were finally filled into the cave in Banyue Mountain, burning all the remaining soft mucus.The old home of the red nematode has disappeared, and there is no new source of pollution.You only need to deal with the bugs that have already ravaged and regenerated ashore.

This was the first victory after ordinary people shouted to the will of heaven within the four realms without the intervention of "divine power".Of course, it also relied on organization, technology and knowledge to exert collective power, which was brought by a person named Fang Zheng.Fang Zheng is not a god, nor is he a great hero with strange powers, he didn't even do it himself.But in the hearts of these people, Fang Zheng is a hero in another sense, who taught them that God is not benevolent, but moves the sky with ordinary posture.In the records of later generations in this time and space, this is the dividing line between the age of heroes and the age of mortals.