The Bird of the Mountain God has no heart

The sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, and time flies like an arrow.Unknowingly, I sent away the spring when a hundred flowers bloomed.This spring is really meaningful to Que Wuxin!He spent his first spring in Siluo Mountain, and now it is the midsummer season with the singing of cicadas.

On this day, Lin Ziyuan told Que Wuxin that he was going to travel far away to report to his immediate superior, the owner of Wuji Immortal Island nine days away—Wuji Immortal Old Man, about his work during this period of time.This Wuji immortal commanded all the mountain gods in the mountains, big and small. As the saying goes, this county magistrate is not as good as the current one, and the first-level official crushes people to death!Seeing his rare seriousness, Que Wuxin could guess that Lin Ziyuan's boss must be a very dignified and difficult leader.

Lin Ziyuan said that the journey was far away, and he was afraid that the bird would not be tired. In addition to meeting the leader, it was still not good for outsiders to have a pet with him.Que Wuxin naturally understood Lin Ziyuan's concerns.Even if I take him there, he still doesn't want to go, he doesn't like socializing very much, besides, how can he be so free and easy at home!Now Que Wuxin also regards this Xiaoyao Palace on Siluo Mountain as his home in his heart. In this different world, he doesn't know anyone except Lin Ziyuan and Granny Song. Thinking that he can eat the meals cooked by Grandma Song every day, he Lin Ziyuan is not at home, which means that no one is urging him to practice, and he is excited just thinking about it.Finally, I can relax for a few days. I am really tired from practicing immortal magic and secret arts endlessly every day.

Granny Song's cooking skills are really good, every time he finished eating, he would feel so emotional, looking at his bulging belly, he felt sleepy, and he wanted to go to his room to have a good sleep.It's the best time to take a nap in this summer, and he had the habit of taking a nap before coming to Siluo Mountain.Now he is leaning on the lazy couch, and he will go to Duke Zhou.Cicadas were shouting happily outside, how soundly the young man in white lay on the bed in the house and slept soundly!His peaceful and beautiful face seemed to have forgotten everything in this world, and was only immersed in his own sweet dreams.No matter how happy it is when it knows it, it will not be affected at all. What a sleeping beauty!

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Que Wuxin woke up. Without Lin Ziyuan's company, he suddenly found that the huge Xiaoyao Palace was surprisingly large and quiet.He felt a little lonely at the moment.Que Wuxin came to the dining room, Granny Song was busy with something, maybe she was preparing for dinner, Que Wuxin watched her busy in an orderly manner, felt that Granny Song really belonged to the kitchen, look at her That kind and calm appearance, she must be intoxicated by it at this moment!

Que Wuxin still didn't want to disturb Granny Song's peace at the moment, he walked slowly to the outside of Xiaoyao Palace, standing on the top of a high mountain.He seemed to see the noisy mortal world under the mountain, and Que Wuxin remembered the scene when Lin Ziyuan took him to fly over Siluo Mountain last time. He still saw the appearance under Siluo Mountain at that time, separated by so Looking down from a high altitude.He suddenly had an idea in his heart, why don't he go down the mountain!

He came to the dining room where Grandma Song was, and took a sneak peek. Grandma Song was still busy and didn't notice him.Alright, let's sneak out by myself now, so she shouldn't find out.Having made up his mind, Que Wuxin sneaked down the mountain.

Ever since Que Wuxin woke up from that time travel, he heard Granny Song and Lin Ziyuan say that he was injured by a tiger spirit, and it was also because he sneaked out to play that the tiger spirit had a chance to hurt him, so they don't allow it now. I went down the mountain alone, saying that I was afraid that I would have any accidents.Every time he hears this, he feels like mothers always tell their babies that there are so many bad guys out there, and they will be caught by the bad guys when they go out alone.He felt funny in his heart, how old is he, 15 years old, well, in this 21st century, he is already a middle school student living in school, and he lives independently, okay?They just worry about it all day.Que Wuxin drove all the way, thinking all the way, and unknowingly came to the foot of Siluo Mountain.After so many days of practice, he is now able to fly alone.Although the flying speed is far less than that of Lin Ziyuan, he can swim freely in the air.

I saw that the mountain was very lively. Many people were digging the soil, some were picking it up with courage, and some were pushing the ox cart to transport the soil. The group of them was so busy!But Que Wuxin couldn't understand what they were doing. Although Que Wuxin came from the countryside, many people in the countryside don't farm anymore, and many fields are left there. Most young people nowadays go out to work, and her mother only I planted a few vegetables in the vegetable field behind my house, usually enough for her mother and daughter to eat.So Que Wuxin didn't know exactly what to plant in what season and how the fields were cultivated.How can there be so many people working, it should be a big project.It's just that such a large project doesn't have any advanced equipment, when will it be dug!That's right, this is ancient times, where are there modern advanced machines? It turns out that the ancients worked like this!Que Wuxin thought to himself.He came to another mountain depression, but it was very quiet in this mountain depression. From a distance, he saw an old man digging the soil. His bent back was already soaked in sweat. Looking at the scorching sun in the sky, Que Wuxin thought This should be around two or three o'clock in the afternoon. Hey, since I came here, I don't even have a watch, let alone a mobile phone.The old man is probably about seventy years old. Looking at his silver hair, ragged clothes, and bony body, how long will it take for such a big mountain to be dug by an old man?Que Wuxin looked at this situation, and felt very uncomfortable. He has been a kind person since he was a child, and he hates seeing others suffer.

I saw that the old man fell down slowly for some reason, no, with such a big sun, he must be suffering from heat stroke.Thinking about it, Que Wuxin hurried over and helped the old man up: "Old man, wake up." He patted the old man, only to see a weak voice from his parched mouth: "Water, water!" Looking in the direction the old man pointed, he found an old earthen pot and a pottery bowl with a chip lying quietly aside.He immediately understood, put the old man away, and brought him a bowl of water.After the old man drank the water, Que Wuxin sat with him in the shade of a tree for a while, and then he gradually improved.

"Old man, what are you doing here alone? It's easy to suffer from heat stroke in such a big sun. You should go home and rest earlier." Que Wuxin said with concern.

The old man saw Que Wuxin's extraordinary clothes, and thought he had met a nobleman: "I want to build a reservoir to store water so that it can be used to irrigate the farmers downstream. In the summer, the farmers are most afraid of lack of water and will die. "The old man thought, this must be the son of a rich family. Recently, every household is busy building dikes to store water so that the farmer can survive the hot summer.He can't understand it, he must be living a comfortable life like rich clothes and jade food.Look at his thin skin and white flesh, he doesn't look like a crop grower.

"Such a big mountain, when will it be repaired!" Que Wuxin looked at the old man who was old and frail, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. "Why don't you ask your family to help?" Que Wuxin continued to ask.

"Hey, my wife and I are the only two at home. We have no children, and my wife is not strong. Who can I ask for help?" the old man sighed.

Que Wuxin sympathized with the old man who was still working hard for his three meals a day at such an advanced age.Need water to irrigate crops?Que Wuxin thought, this is at the foot of Siluo Mountain, and the closed moon pool on the top of Siluo mountain is not far from here. Didn't he just learn the art of controlling water? Come here, the closed moon pool is bottomless. It seems that Lin Ziyuan mentioned last time that closed moon pool has been formed since ancient times, and the water in closed moon pool will never dry up.It would be great if it could be brought over.

He analyzed that the soil in this depression was just used to make a dike, so that the excavated soil would not need to be transported elsewhere.But how can this loose soil be made into a strong dike?With that, I can try it with the rock-to-earth conversion technique I just learned.The stone-to-soil conversion technique, as the name suggests, is to turn soil into stone, and it can also turn stone into soil.Thinking back when Lin Ziyuan taught him the stone-to-earth conversion technique, he still had a look of disdain, why didn't he teach himself a method of turning stone into gold.Now it seems that this rock-to-earth conversion technique is of great use.Well, go ahead and do it.Que Wuxin recited the incantation silently, and saw that the soil in the mountain depression was digging up layer by layer, piled up in an orderly manner towards one side, as if the soldiers waiting to set off received orders, and piled up in an orderly manner. The soil continued to be dug out, and the dikes on this side continued to increase, until the reservoir was as high as a five-story building, and Que Wuxin didn't stop. It felt like it was almost the same, Que Wuxin thought about how deep the reservoir should actually be He didn't know either.Look at the embankment that I piled up with soil, it looks like a tall building rising from the ground.He activated the stone-to-soil conversion technique, and saw that the loose soil slowly turned into a hard stone with the waving of his hand. Wherever his hand moved, the soil changed instantly, Like soft water turning into hard ice.In a blink of an eye, a tall stone wall stood in front of my eyes.

Que Wuxin activated the spell of controlling water again, leading the water from the closed moon pool from the ground into this reservoir, and the water kept coming out of the ground, slowly filling up the reservoir. full until it overflowed from the towering stone wall.Que Wuxin stopped quickly, not too much, or it would be bad if the village below was flooded.Que Wuxin looked at his achievements and smiled with satisfaction. At this time, his whole body was already drenched in sweat. This busy work had used all his strength, and he was so tired that he almost collapsed.

When he turned around, he found that the old man was still lying under the shade of a tree, his expression was like seeing a ghost, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and his whole body was trembling.Due to the severe shaking of the whole body, the mouth kept saying: "You...you, you, you..." The vague words.Que Wuxin was startled when he saw the old man like this, why should he be so exaggerated!It was the first time I saw Lin Ziyuan using fairy art, his expression was not as exaggerated, okay?It seems that the old man may not be able to slow down for a while.He looked up at the sky, and the red sun in the sky had long since disappeared, leaving only the red cloud in the sky that had not dissipated.Damn!The sun was already setting, and seeing how busy it was, Granny Song must be looking for her for dinner.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, and smiled at the old man: "Old man, I've finished everything for you, you can go home and rest, no thanks!" He turned around beautifully, raised his hand He raised his hand and waved to the old man.Then drift away...

Only the old man was left in the chaos, and after the boy in white flew away from his eyes, he didn't know how long it took before he realized that he must have encountered a fairy, and he hurriedly crawled from the ground tremblingly. Get up, put your knees on the ground, and kowtow to the direction where Que Wuxin flew...

This is the first time in Que Wuxin's life that he has used fairy magic to help people with such a large and beneficial project. In memory of him, the local people named this dike—Xianren Weir.Que Wuxin never imagined that the Xianren Weir that he had been driving by before turned out to be his masterpiece!No wonder there is an inexplicable sense of intimacy every time I pass by here.This fairy weir has been in use until now, and the water in the fairy weir reservoir has never dried up. Even in the long drought, the water still flows out of the dike continuously.The outflowing water formed a meandering creek, which passed through the village downstream of the dike. The water in this creek was so clear and sweet that the children were eager to play.